Reunited ~Crobby

Reunited

Crowley opened his eyes and gasped for a breath he didn't even need. He sat up and took a look around, he was in a familiar home. A very familiar home. It was, it was Bobby's home. Crowley stood and spun around, there was a rustling noise. Almost as fast as he spun around, there was a gun in his face. The holder of the gun had been no other then the man he'd been pining after for months.

"Robert.." Crowley whispered, gently pushing the gun away. He hugged Bobby tightly.

"Crowley? You idjit, what the hell are you doing here?" Bobby gave the former king of Hell a questioning look.

"I'm dead."

"Well I knew you were dead Crowley, but why are you in Heaven?"

Crowley rolled his eyes and let go, "Robert I am dead, as in I'm suppose to be here."

"You idjit, how the hell'd ya die?"

Crowley froze, he really didn't want to tell Bobby he'd practically starved himself and let Abbadon kill him without a second thought. Well, a small lie wouldn't hurt, would it? No, no, it wouldn't.

"I lost a fight with Abbadon," Crowley shrugged, "she won and Moose and Squirrel'll have to get her with their husbands I suppose."

"Dean and Sam are fighting Abbadon with none of your help?" Bobby's eyes widened.

"They have their angels, Feathers and the Archangel," Crowley shrugged, "they'll be fine Robert." he reassured the pacing man. Bobby took off his hat and sighed.

"You idjit, what if something happens?"

"Robert, they have the only working archangel on their side, you really think he's going to let them die?" Crowley raised a brow. Bobby sighed once more.

"Okay fine, that's done with. One question, this is a personal Heaven, why the hell are you here?"

"It's only personal until your soulmate dies, that is if you met them," Crowley shrugged. Bobby's eyes narrowed and he laughed.

"Right, Crowley I'm not," Bobby paused, "Crowley I'm not gay."

Crowley rolled his eyes and pulled Bobby close, kissing him. Bobby struggled a bit before slowly calming down and kissing back. His arms made their way around the other man's waist while said other man slipped his arms over Bobby's shoulders. When they pulled away, Crowley smirked.

"Not gay?"

"Shut up idjit," Bobby blushed and glared.

Crowley chuckled softly and kissed Bobby's cheek. Now was the perfect time to tell him.

"Robert, I," Crowley swallowed, he was actually nervous. Crowley, the former King of Hell, was nervous! "Robert I, I've loved you for quite some time now actually," he looked Bobby.

Bobby looked at Crowley for a few moments. Crowley swallowed and looked away. Bobby gently took ahold of Crowley's chin and turned his head to face him. Crowley looked at Bobby.

"You idjit," Bobby whispered with a smile. He leaned down and pressed his lips to Crowley's. Crowley grinned and kissed back, this kiss would be the second of many to come. After fights, before meals, after meals, lazy days, and some rather intimate times.

 At last, after many years, Crowley was happy and no one could take his Robert away from him, ever again.

The End