One Last Time- a Dean Winchester love story (sequel to One More Night)

Chapter 5

"I need you to run to the store for me." I answered him.

"You can't go yourself?" Crowley asked, looking around the room. "Where's my little monster?"

I took a deep breath. "Please, Crowley. It would only take you a second. She's with Sam and Chris."

"Why is she with Moose and Female Moose?"

Before I could ask him if he would please stop with the questions, I gagged. I clamped my hand over my mouth and ran to the downstairs restroom. After I emptied the contents of my stomach I rinsed my mouth out and left the restroom.

"Humans." Crowley said, shaking his head. "You and your sicknesses."

I walked past him and laid down on the couch. "I think that answers most of your questions."

"What do you bloody need? Make it quick. I'm a busy man."

I groaned. I should have just toughed it out. "I need you to go to the pharmacy and get me a pregnancy test."

"Please tell me you've been seeing someone else. My magnificent genes may not be enough to save this one. Besides I can tell you everything you need to know and you won't even have to empty your bladder."

I closed my eyes, hoping he'd be gone when I opened them. "Crowley, please."

He was still there, only now he had a plastic sack in his lap. He handed it to me after I managed to get off of the couch. My father didn't say a word as I entered the bathroom and shut the door.

I pulled down my pants and underwear then took the test out of the box. Praying to every God that I could think of that it would come back negative. The last thing I need right now is another child.

"I can sense that you're praying. You know that's frowned upon in this family, love." I heard Crowley say from the living room. I expected him to be gone by now.

After peeing on the stick I laid it on the edge of the sink then washed my hands. I didn't leave the restroom until the result came in. One single line was all that showed. I let out a breath I didn't realize I'd been holding.

I threw the test into the trash and exited the bathroom. I went back to my seat on the couch. Before I could tell Crowley the results he opened his mouth.

"I take it the lack of tears means the results were in our favor?" Crowley asked, smiling cheekily.

"It was negative, yes." I answered.

"I was going to get going but I think you have a visitor." Crowley said suddenly.

Right as I narrowed my eyes at him there was a knock on the door, followed by the sound of something falling against it.

I opened the door to reveal Dean, he was very drunk. He was the something that fell. He could barely stand. I checked the driveway for the Impala but didn't see it. He must have walked here.

Dean stumbled right past me and into the living room. Falling to his knees on the carpet before he could make it to a chair.

"What are you doing here, Dean?" I asked. "And more importantly, why are you wasted?"

"I came here... to win you back." Dean slurred.

Crowley laughed. "Well this oughta be good."

Dean must have not noticed Crowley at first. He held out his hand and pointed beside him. "What's he doing here?" He pulled himself up using the coffee table. "You know I don't like him being around." He half yelled.

"Well Dean, had I known you were going to get plastered and show up in the middle of the night, I never would have invited him." I replied, trying to stay calm.

Dean made it to his feet, swaying slightly. "Why did you invite him in the first place?"

"She doesn't have to explain herself to you." Crowley interjected.

Dean rolled his eyes and turned to Crowley. He started to step towards him. I stuck my arm out and laid a hand against his chest.

"Stay out of this, Crowley. Please." I removed my hand from Dean's chest. "You may as well hear it from me. It'll get back to you anyway. My father is here because I had him get something for me. I've been feeling sick all day."

"Shouldn't you be lying down or something then?" Dean asked, looking concerned.

"I'm fine. I had him pick up a pregnancy test for me."

Dean's eyes widened.

"Don't freak out, it came back negative. I just had to make sure, Christine was the one who got the idea in my head. It hadn't crossed my mind before then." I assured Dean.

"That's why you wanted to end things." Dean looked angry.

"What? No."

"You don't want me involved. I should have known."

Crowley stood up from the couch. "No, I believe I'm the one that doesn't want you around."

"Where the hell is this coming from?" I demanded, losing my temper.

"You're always angry when I show up, like you don't want me around!" Dean yelled.

I groaned. "Probably because something like this always happens when you're here!"

"I just hate it when mommy and daddy fight." Crowley said, grinning.

"That's it. I want both of you out of here." I told them sternly before I went up the stairs as quickly as I could.

Dean's P.O.V.

I was headed for the door when I realized Crowley hadn't moved.

"You did hear her right? Or is your hearing aid turned down?" I asked him.

"I'm not the one she's angry at. Besides I own this place. I can stay as long as I want." Crowley answered.

"Well, if you're staying then so am I." I announced as I changed directions.

I went straight to the fridge and started digging through it. I found a beer and a piece of cherry pie. After I sat down at the table Crowley joined me. To make more smart-ass remarks I'd bet.

"Pie and beer? You're revolting." Crowley made a disgusted face as he watched me stuff my face.

I shrugged my shoulders, refusing to take the bait.

"I don't understand how you couldn't just make things work. Is it really that difficult? Can't teach an old dog new tricks I suppose." Crowley adjusted his tie. "The only reason the two of you were together to begin with was because I let you be."

I'd heard enough, which was exactly what he wanted. I stood up quickly, the chair I was occupying making a horrible sound as it scraped against the floor. "If I had known she was your daughter we never would have gotten together in the first place!"

A grin broke across the old demon's face. "You shouldn't have said that."

I looked behind him. Leah stood at the bottom of the stairs looking heartbroken.

"I didn't mean it the way it came out." I tried to explain.

Leah shook her head quickly. "I don't care. Get out."

"Just let me explain. He baited me." I turned to point at Crowley but he had disappeared.

I watched as Leah held the door open, gesturing for me to leave.

"Get out of my house, Dean," She repeated.

"Please, Leah. I love you."

"You need to learn that those three words don't fix everything." Her voice was deadly calm. "Either you leave willingly, or I'll force you out."

I opened my mouth but closed it again. Slowly I walked to the door. I paused in the doorway before a force shoved me forward, the door slammed behind me. I heard the locks turn.

Knowing better than to try to go back in there I wandered off down the driveway, looking for where I left Baby.