Crowley's Daughter

Chapter Twelve

Victoria's P.O.V.

When we pulled up to the bunker, Sam got out of the car and helped me out. I stood up but quickly leaned over. My wound was killing me. I touched my stomach and winced. I started breathing heavy.

I heard a car door shut and someone picking me up. Sam looked at me and smiled. I smiled back then looked at Dean, he was smirking. Dean walked over to the bunker and opened the door. Sam followed him.

The last time I was here, I was being exorcised and then Crowley took me. Sam didn't even look at me the last time I was here. I couldn't think about that, that was all behind me. I wasn't a demon anymore.

Sam walked down a hallway to a room. He opened the door that led to a bedroom. It was small and studious. Sam set me down on the bed. Then he turned around and closed the door and sat down next to me. He looked at me.

"Thank you." I said looking at him. He smiled. 

"Eh, ain't nothing to it when you look this good." Sam said smirking.

"You're starting to sound like Dean." I said and Sam chuckled. I felt my wound and winced at the touch. Why did I just touch my wound? I swear, I am so dumb sometimes. Sam looked at me concerned.

"Here let me help you clean you wound." Sam said grabbing a towel. I pulled up my shirt a little and showed my wound. He touched it and I winced at the feeling. He quickly pulled back his hand and looked worried.

"Don't worry. Just hurry and do it." I said looking at him. He nodded and cleaned the wound as fast as he could. I winced as he redressed my wound. 

"All done." He said looking at me and then down at the bed. I touched his hand and he looked up at me. I smiled to reassure that I was okay even though he didn't believe me. I had to get his mind off of him thinking that he hurt me even though he didn't Crowley did.

"So, what is this place?" I asked leaning back on the bed. I turned sideways and looked at him as he leaned back on the pillows. He pulled me in closer to him so that my head was on his shoulder and he could talk to me about it. He put his arm around me and I felt safe. I haven't felt this safe since I was with...him.

"This is supposedly the safest place on earth. The men of letters headquarters. A place of research and influence. Most of the time if there is something to hunt, there is something about it here. We have had a few cases where that something we needed wasn't here. There was this one time that we had the Dorothy from The Wizard of Oz here with our old friend Charlie. and get this, the wicked witch was here too." Sam said.

I smiled at him as he talked more about the men of letters. He looked so cute when he was talking about something other than hunting. He had a glimmer in his bright eyes. He was so enthusiastic about everything he talked about. Like a giant puppy or a kid on Christmas morning. It seemed like nothing in the world could bother him at this moment at all. He was so happy talking about previous hunts that he's had before. I wish I could listen to him talk about his hunts forever. So cute. I thought. He stopped and smiled.

"I just said that out loud didn't I?" I asked and Sam nodded. I felt the heat rush to my cheeks. "Excuse me while I go throw myself down the stairs." I said causing Sam to laugh. That was the first time that I had genuinely seen him laugh since before we were done with the last hunt.  

"Don't do that. It would make me upset to see such a pretty face like yours go so quickly." Sam said looking at me, I looked away. He put his hand under my chin and raised it to look at me. " You know, I've been meaning to tell this girl that I think she's really pretty but I kinda can't. Don't worry, I won't tell Sam if you won't tell Vicki." I laughed but then felt my stomach in pain. I breathed in and held my stomach. It was harder for me to breathe with my wound. I took a minute and sat up to breathe. "Calm down. You'll be better in about three days but until then I want you on bed or chair rest." 

"Okay. Anything else?" I asked smirking. He looked at me and smiled. He sat up and looked at me. 

"Actually yes." Sam said. I was about to ask what when I felt his lips against mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he put his arms around my waist. He pulled me closer to him and the kiss deepened. His lips felt so soft against mine. Even with my wound, I can't believe that we geld together for that long. We stayed there for what seemed like forever until we heard a knock on the door. Sam pulled away and put his forehead against mine. I sighed and Sam smiled at me.

"What?" I asked. Sam stood up next to the bed. Dean opened the door and stepped inside.

"Just letting you two know that I'm going to get takeout for dinner and that Cas is gonna come with me to check look for Crowley. We know why he wanted Victoria dead but we still need to keep our eyes open, anyone of us could be his next target." Dean said standing in the doorway.

"I don't think that's going to happen." I said.

"Excuse me?" Dean asked.

"I said I don't think that is going to happen, only because you saw Crowley at the end when we were in the hospital. He didn't seem too worried about it." Sam tapped my shoulder without Dean noticing. "But if you want to then go ahead."

"I just want to be sure." Dean said. "We'll be back. Be good you two." He winked at me before leaving the room. Sam left the room to make sure he left. Then he looked at me and smiled. 

"Where were we?" Sam asked with a smirk on his face. I smiled but I could feel the heat running to my cheeks. 

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Carrie's P.O.V. 

I watched as that Impala drove down the road and out of my sight. I had her, then I lost her. My baby. I think to myself walking away from the hospital and over to my car. She's right though, I was no better than him. 

I get in my car and drive to my hotel room. I was back when she was six and I didn't even try to find her. But now that I'm back I will get her back. I walked into my hotel room and saw him sitting in the middle of my house. 

"Crowley. What do I owe the favor?" I said sitting down on my couch.

"We need to talk about Victoria and the Winchesters." Crowley said. "We both know that you didn't tell them or me the whole prophecy anyways. You left out the part that once I die and they end my life, Victoria gets all of her demonic powers back and she will be forced to kill the Winchester she loves to truly become Queen of Hell."

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Hey guys! So another chapter done and published before the deadline I set, yay. Oh my gosh, it's December that means Christmas is gonna be here soon. For all my silent readers, comment and vote. It really helps in the end. I want to know what you guys think of the book so far. Tell me if there is something that I should change or add on to.

Anyways, the next chapter will be publish on or before December 7th. 

Always Keep Fighting!