One More Night- A Dean Winchester Love Story *COMPLETE*

Chapter 14

Crowley's P.O.V.

I told Gretchen not to interrupt me! I told every single one of those empty headed idiots to leave me alone tonight! Can none of them listen?

The next thing I know, Leah grabbed Gretchen's arm. Before I could make a move to stop them Gretchen had tackled Leah to the floor and was choking her. Mother and I both stood almost instantly.

"Not my granddaughter, you bitch!" Mother shouted.

We seemed to have the same idea because Gretchen went through the wall, rather than up against it.

"Someone take her away!" I shouted as I pointed to the hole Gretchen went through.

I rushed to Leah's side. I tried to hug her, hoping it would make her stop shaking. But instead she started hitting me. Her fists pounded into my chest while I tried to hold onto her. I let her hit me, it didn't hurt and I deserved it anyway.

"You told me I couldn't see her, you son of a bitch!" Leah yelled between sobs.

"That woman is not the mother you knew, Leah, she's changed." I tried to reason. But Leah, of course didn't want any of my reasons.

She pushed me away and screamed. The scream was so powerful that it shattered the plates on the table. I stopped trying to hang onto her and grabbed my ears. Leah took this opportunity to make a mad dash for the door. She was out of my sight in just a few seconds. After her screams had faded I stood up to look at Rowena. She stared back at me from the other side of the table.

Leah's P.O.V.

The Next Day

Crowley didn't try to talk to me again after I left. The only person I've spoken to since is Mikey. He didn't appear at my door until a few minutes ago. I opened the door and he stepped in and stood there almost awkwardly.

"I just wanted to check on you." He said as his eyes wandered from my face.

I cleared my throat and his gaze snapped back up. I felt a smirk tug at my lips but I tried to ignore it.

"How'd you know what happened?" I asked.

"The other demons. They're gossiping bitches." He answered, making me laugh.

"Good to know that I can't trust them. Can I trust you, Michael?" I asked, not liking how much I sounded like Crowley.

"What do you mean ma-... Leah?" Michael asked.

"I need you to do something for me, but if you tell Crowley about it, I'll never see the surface again." I explained.

"You can trust me." Michael said, puffing out his chest with confidence.

"If you rat me out-"

"You'll kill me?" Michael asked. "If I told Crowley about your plan he'd kill me anyway. So if I help you and you get away with it, there's a chance I might not die."

I stared at him. I didn't expect him to agree that easily. He smiled at me and ran his hand over his close cut hair.

"So, I'll help you. But I want something in exchange." He said.

"What's that?" I asked.

"You'll find out if I get the job done. What do you need me to do?"

After I explained to Michael what I needed I decided to visit Crowley's throne room. Thankfully, he was there. Sitting on his throne and arguing with Rowena. When I walked in he turned towards me.

"Leah, how are you doing, love?" Crowley asked.

"I'm okay considering. But I need to talk to you." I said while I tried to keep from losing my nerve.

He looked at everyone surrounding us and made a shooing gesture. Everyone but Rowena cleared out.

"This doesn't concern you, mother." Crowley said.

Rowena rolled her eyes and left the room. She'll definitely be listening outside the door.

"The only reason I didn't come to see you-" Crowley started.

"I get it. I did try to beat you up yesterday. Plus the whole banshee thing. That's not what I need to talk about. I want to go top side, especially after what happened last night. I need to get out of here or I'm going to go completely bonkers. I don't mind having guards either." I told him.

He didn't reply for a moment, just sat and looked at me. "I'll have to think it over."

"Thank you." I said as I stepped closer to him and gave him a hug. His body tensed but then relaxed when he saw I wasn't going to try to hurt him. "Thanks, dad." I said quietly before I pulled away from him. "I'll give you some time to think it over." I turned and walked out the door. Crowley didn't say anything to me, he was probably still in shock.

Not long after I got back to my room Michael showed up with a backpack. He shut the door and then handed the bag to me.

"Everything you asked for is in there. Are you sure you don't want some kind of weapon?" Michael asked.

"Yeah, I'm sure. I think I can handle a couple demons, no offense."

"None taken." Michael said as he stepped forward, placing his hand on my hips.

"What are you doing?" I asked, raising my eyebrows at him.

"My reward." His deep voice whispered in my ear before he leaned forward and kissed me.

I pulled away from the kiss quickly but didn't move away. Something about him was intoxicating, I had to feel his skin on mine. I ran my fingers across the smooth, dark skin of his cheek and felt every single nerve in my body light up. A fire lit in me when he brushed his lips against my skin. The closer I got to him the harder it was to think, so I didn't.

Taking someone else's clothes off was much easier the second time. I could tell from his actions that this wasn't his first rodeo either. Lust fueled our hunger for each other. Passion more intense than anything I'd ever felt. Michael was nowhere near gentle, but neither was I.

After we'd both finished Mikey collapsed beside me on my bed, face down and breathing heavily. He lifted his head to look at me, then turned over and pulled me to his chest. I laid my hand on his muscular stomach as we both got our breathing under control.

"Well, you can't call me ma'am anymore." I said with a light hearted laugh.

"You're right. And now I have a thing for red heads." He replied as he kissed me deeply.

I had put on Michael's button up shirt and he had pulled his boxers on. I was sleeping lightly in his strong arms when I heard my door knob turn. I sat up quickly and looked at the door. I was hoping, wishing, and praying that it was Rowena and not Crowley. But as always, my prayers went unanswered.