Love is always there (Septiplier)

Awkward Morning.

~~~Paris' POV~~~

I woke up next to a random body. Once I rubbed my eyes, I looked up and saw the Winchester boy. I quickly got away and raced downstairs and out of the door to go and eat something. I ran to the woods as I stalked a person deep into the madness of trees. Something came up behind me and spooked the human because it looked in my direction and started running away.
"Fuck!" I cussed looking behind me to see the Devin kid.
"Why are you here? Can't you see I'm trying to eat here!" I spat to the boy as I ran away, looking for the person I smelt a while back. I soon found her again and pounced on her, snapping her neck, killing her.
"Finally!" I spoke, eating the remains. Then I heard a gunshot. I looked back and saw Sam and Dean right behind me with Dean's kid running right behind them. I didn't have much time. I sprinted off and hid in Marks house. That's weird. Nobody's home. I got pulled out of my thought by the Winchester family bursting in the door, Sam and Dean both furious with a scared Devin behind them, trying to stop them. I held my hand up and threw them all to a wall.
"UGH!" They all screamed in unison.
"Why even try to come at me anymore" I giggled in the middle of my sentence, " I am so much stronger than all of you three all together!" I yelled walking by them as I watched them squirm, trying to get out from my telekinetic grip.
"If we can beat Cas, we can beat you for sure!" Dean tried to prove a point to me.
"He was weak. I could easily take him down. Which doesn't surprise me that you can't too!" I spat back, soon raising my hand to choke all of them but Sam.
"So Sam tell me, hows your dad doing. Oh wait, I don't have to ask That considering I see him everyday in hell!" I laugh evilly as I watch him tense up and struggle against the grip.
"You don't ever talk about my dad like that. He was a good person!" Sam objected and returned to the conversation.
"Haha. Funny. If he was such a good person, then why is he rotting in hell?" I devilishly answered back.
"Uncle Sam! Don't listen to her! She's trying to make you mad!" Devin tried to calm Sam down.
"That's funny. You think I'm kidding!" I lied. I really just wanted to test them and see how mad I could get them.
"Please. Paris. S-Stop please. I can't b-breathe!" Devin choked out.
"That's the point silly!" I turned around and accidentally let them go. Being tackled to the ground and being bound up and pushed in a car next to Devin.
"Let me go! You're making a huge mistake!" I smiled evilly. "You'll all be dead meat soon!"
"Shut it dumbass!" Dean snapped back
"Dad! Be nice! She just wants to go!" Devin snapped back, looking at me with concern.

~~~Devin's POV~~~

I didn't want to take her. I wanted to leave her be. But now that I'm thinking about it, this is what she meant when she said I should've known what and who she was. This all making sense now. She is the most powerful demon after Lucifer. And I'm falling in love with her. No. Devin. You don't love her. She is evil and imagine what type of damage she could do to you! All of a sudden I feel pressure on my shoulder, bringing me out of my thoughts. I looked down and see the one and only Paris. Oh god her beautiful and soft hair. It's like a pillow. Or a feather. Or silk. I don't know what to reference it to that is accurate enough. I suddenly hear slight snores coming from her mouth. She's sleeping. That is the cutest thing I've seen in my life. When I looked at Sam and My Dad and found out that they weren't looking I quickly repositioned her to my lap and let her rest on my chest as I lay on the car door and start to drift off to sleep.
-Dream-
I was walking down a hallway with Uncle Sammy and my Dad by my side. We were all holding guns up. We made it to the end of the hallway. When everyone was in check, I opened the door and froze at what I saw in front of me. I saw my dad and Uncle Sammy. In front of Paris. Paris was tied up and bleeding from her stomach and mouth. I ran up to her but Dad and Uncle Sam pushed me back.
"She's dead. There's no saving her now. The deed is done." My father announced
"There's no way. She still has to have a beating heart!" I spoke as I ran up to her and checked her pulse. Nothing. I checked her neck. Nothing. I put my hand on her heart. Nothing. I tried talking to her. Nothing. She was gone. For once in 16 years, I fell to my knees and cried. And I sat there and cried for what seemed like forever.
-END OF DREAM-
I jump up at the sight of Paris awake on my chest, her hands still bound together, breathing gently. It was just us in the car.
"Hey. Good morning I guess" I said, hearing her giggle after my words.
"Here let me get that." I said, grabbing my knife and cutting her hands free.
"Thanks. I guess. Why aren't you hurting me like the rest?" She questioned. I thought about the question for a bit.
"You're different. I can tell you don't want to hurt. You just want to be left alone. I respect that. If you want to go you can." I said truthfully, looking down at her head.
"I'd rather stay if I'm with you." She looked up and smiled at me. I soon smiled back and wrapped my arms around her small body.
"I never really thought I'd be this close to a demon without it hurting me. Ha!" I said to her trying to make a joke. She looked up at me with a tear running down her cheek.
"I'm not that bad you know!" I instantly felt bad for her.
"I'm sorry. Hey. It's the middle of the night." I said checking my phone, " We should get some sleep." I insisted. She shook her head no as she put her head down, soon after, falling asleep anyways. I smiled to myself thinking about her and how bad I feel for her.
"Oh boy." I sighed and let out those words breathily.