Chapter 27

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Emily P.O.V.

"What do you want?" I ask the man and he stays silent for a moment.

"The real question is: what do you want, Emily?" He retorts sassily.

"Crowley, please stop playing games and tell me what you're doing here!" I demand and sit up in the bed, crossing my arms over my chest, and changing my position so I'm sitting criss-cross-applesauce.

"Fine, Darling... I came because I now have a Winchester in my possession and I have an inkling that you want him back?" He tells me and I gasp.

"Well, of course, I want him back! He's my mate!" I snap at the King of Hell.

"Ah... True love! What a beautiful thing," He says sarcastically and I scoff.

"Just please get to the point. What do I have to do to get him back?" I snap.

"Nothing much." He shrugs his shoulders, "Just give me your soul."

"What?! Come on Crowley! I thought you could actually change!" I ask incredulously.

"You heard me, Emily... Why not come back to the family?" He asks.

"I will never! I--my friends would kill me, metaphorically!" I shout, "I can't." I whisper.

"Why not?" He inquires.

"I-I-I can't tell you," I stutter and he shakes his head. I cringe into the headboard, waiting for a smack to the face but it doesn't come, instead, he just sighs.

"Please, just tell me," He says gently this time and I give in.

"I'm pregnant..." I breathe curling into a ball as he comes over to me placing a comforting hand on my shoulder and patting it gently. "I didn't mean for this to happen, but I love this child already and I wouldn't do anything reckless before it's born."

"I'm very disappointed in you, but I've imagined that this day would come," Crowley says.

"Can you please give Dean back so he can help me raise his child?" I plead with him and I can see his walls break a little bit.

"No... The others would think I am going soft and I cannot allow that to happen," He says his cold demeanor returning.

"Please! I know that you've raised me since I was bitten, but please! Just, please! I haven't asked for anything since I turned 18, and I'm asking for this small--"

"NO! I SAID NO!" He shouts and gets off the bed. I sit up and soon feel a stinging sensation on my cheek.

"Did you just slap me?" I ask quietly tears threatening to spill from my eyes. I can not--no, will not show weakness to the mad man that used to abuse me to try to teach me how to turn at will, and be a werewolf and 'princess of Hell,' I will not give him that power over me again.

"Yes... What are you going to do about it?" He dares me to fight back.

I stand up and get ready to punch him square in the jaw when he vanishes into thin air.

"Damn it!" I mutter to myself and kick the bed frame. A searing pain shoots through my foot and I bite my tongue to keep from screaming.

"You okay in here?" Jakie asks from behind the door as I limp over to unlock it.

"Just fine," I whimper through gritted teeth.

"No you're not, and I thought I heard you talking to someone!" She accuses and barges in throwing herself on the bed as if it's hers, well, technically it was, but not anymore.

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