Alone at Last

Part 8

requests: Are you planning on writing part 8 to Alone at Last ? I love your Crowley Reader stuff (and all of your other stuff but Crowley is my fave so :D ) AND Hello I really love your work and I was wondering if you could write something in which the Reader and Crowley are in a relationship and reader gets pregnant but before she gets the chance to tell Crowley he gets captured by some random hunters and is stuck in a Devil's trap for six months meanwhile reader lives with Sam and Dean and after six months Crowley returns to reader and finds out that she's pregnant ? :)  

  Warnings: Pregnant!Reader, mentions of torture (Crowley being captured and tortured), mentions of blood and wounds, no smut in this part 

 Fic:

Crowley's POV

Crowley paces inside the devil's trap, two hunters watching his every movement. "Do you know who I am?" Crowley shouts.

"Trust us, we know," one of the men says.

"Then you will know I'm being truthful when I say that your death will be very slow and extremely painful," Crowley says, "Let me go and I may spare you that fate."

"Tell us what we want to know and we'll let you go," the second man says.

"Never," Crowley growls.

"That pretty little wife of yours is a traitor," the first man says.

"Tell us where she is and we'll let you go," the second adds.

"Do you think me so dumb as to fall for that?" Crowley scoffs, "I will never tell you anything. As soon as I get out of here, you will regret this."

"That's if we don't kill you first," the first man says.

"You'll have to kill me before I give you any information about my wife," Crowley growls. He didn't know how long he had been trapped here or how much longer it would take for him to escape. The only thing he could think of was Y/N. She must think that he was dead or, worse, that he abandoned her. He wanted to wrap his arms around her and tell her everything would be alright, to be by her side and protect her from these pathetic excuses for hunters. Crowley didn't know how he'd live with himself if these people found Y/N, let alone hurt her.

"Don't worry Your Majesty," the second man says, "We may kill you yet." No matter what they did to him, he would never give them information on Y/N. There was no telling what they wanted with her, but Crowley wasn't about to let them find her. He had to find a way to escape, and fast.

Your POV

Your honeymoon had been perfect, just the two of you traveling the world; no hunting, or Hell, or monsters, or demons, other than Crowley that is. After the honeymoon was over, you moved in with Crowley. You spent most of your time in Hell, but the rest you spent with the Winchesters in the bunker or on hunts. About six months ago, Crowley had taken you to the bunker and told you to wait for him there. He had something important to take care of and he didn't want you involved. You told him you had news, but that didn't stop him from leaving; he promised to talk with you after he got back and, reluctantly, you let him go without telling him you were pregnant.

You hadn't seen or heard from him since. He gave you no indication of where he was going or when he'd be back. Crowley would never abandon you, you knew that, but that had to mean something was wrong. On top of that, your pregnancy stopped you from actively searching for him. You knew it wouldn't help the baby to worry, but you couldn't help yourself. What if he'd been captured or worse, killed. You couldn't stop the thoughts from running through your mind.

Sam and Dean could see your worry. They put other hunts aside and helped you search for your husband. "Never thought I'd see the day when I was actually trying to rescue the King of Hell," Dean had commented, but that didn't stop him from trying to help you. Castiel had joined the cause as well. The three of them went out searching while you stayed in the bunker, doing all the research you could in order to find Crowley. Being six months pregnant, you knew it was ridiculous to go out hunting. Besides, the people who had taken Crowley might be after you too, not to mention your child.