My husband is a demon! (Alastor x reader)

Chapter 55

I opened my eyes to see ourselves in a little house. Underground.

This was...the first place we met. It was definitely unkept and tattered. Wallpaper peeling off the walls. Dust covered everything.

Alastor had gone unconscious by this point. He used the last of his power to move our location so we could both be safe.

I was tried to remain calm, stripping off his coat, vest, and dress shirt. Didn't even both with his strange tie.

I placed my hands over his wound and took a deep breath.

I was able to suture him up but he still wasn't awake yet. Tears fell down onto his bare chest.

"Come on Alastor. You can't die." I began to perform CPR. Just hoping I can get some life out of him "come on, you've got so much to do. You gotta get off your leash, you've gotta take down those stupid electronics."

I cried even harder when I realized that he still wasn't moving.

"Come on baby. You can't let them win. Radio is not dead"

I tried everything and he was still out. I could still feel his soul but it was only faint.

I did what anyone helpless would do, I held him. Not caring how much blood was on me.

What felt like an eternity, was only two minutes. Alastor groaned, wrapping his arms around me.

I lifted my head to see a barely opened eye deer demon I called my husband.

"My dear, you know I can't die. I have so much to do" he told me with a grin.

I just smiled. There was no words to describe how I felt in this moment. Just one question

Where did he go? He greeted me then shadowed away.

What an asshole! I saved you life, AGAIN. you put through this grief that I thought my husband was dead and you disappear.

Before I could think about it again, the wound in my back decided to make itself present again.

I guess with all the adrenaline running through my veins, I didn't take time to heal myself.

I was almost certain that sir pentious's death ray must've done something for the team so I guess there is no need for a quick return.

I removed my tattered up priests robe, pulled up my hair, and began working on myself.

Getting hit by one of the few deaths scythes that could hurt me, sucks.

It's takes a lot longer to regenerate and heal than it would if I were to get struck by a normal weapon.

During this time waiting, I cleaned up the place. I cheated and used my magic.

I hadn't been inside this place for almost 8 years. It was the underground the spot we normally would hang out at.

When I got banished to hell, we didn't go back to this house because he told me that it was discovered so we had to move. I had no issue with it. There would be no pentagram sunlight shining in there. It was just a dark but romantic area.

I walked around to each room. It's crazy that even after I had left back to heaven in anger, he still kept my room the same. Never once touched a single thing here. Was it because he was also heartbroken or was it because he just never bothered to come back in here? I had no idea. I'd like to think that I pained him when I left. Which is why he managed to get into heaven to find me.

An hour had passed, my body had healed up. I should go check on everyone.

I snapped on a typical black and red dress with black flats. My locket, of course, tied the whole look together.