Crowley's BabyDoll {CrowleyxReader}

Chapter 3

Opening up the door I see my Dad come in. "Hey dad. What's up?"

"Listen dolly. I know ya don't like bein left behind, but I'm doing it for your own good."

"I know dad." Looking down as I go to sit on my bed. The bed dips next to me and I feel him wrap his arm around me.

"I know I'm not your father-"

"You are." I say sternly. As I look into his eyes that always showed me love. Even when he was mad at me. "Ever since I came into here, you have done nothing but take care of me as your own. You even tried to keep me out of this life until..." Letting tears almost fall. My uncle Bobby loved me as his own child. Hell even Dean and Sam. I could never thank him enough for caring for me, raising me.

"Hey. That will never happen again." He says sternly. I nod looking down.

"But he's still out there." I mumble.

"That may be true but I'll make sure your safe. You will never be harmed again." Kissing my temple.

I hug him tightly back. "I know dad." Just letting his embrace soothe me for a bit. "Dad. I'm gonna take a nap."

"Alrigh Dolly. Just...talk to me.."

I nod. "Always do." Looking into his eyes, smiling again.

Dad nods. Kissing my temple then leaving my room,  shutting the door behind him. Laying down on my back looking up at the ceiling I can't help but start to remember that night long ago. But I pushed them aside, grabbing the dragon book and reading it that I've read over 100 times. Soon after hearing the impala start up. Showing that as a sign of the boys leaving.

THE NEXT DAY

I walked down stairs about noon. I didn't sleep much, after reading my books. I didn't even come down for dinner. Just pretended I was sleeping when dad came into the room to check up on me. So I grab some left over stew, warm it up and ate it. Looking in the room I still see Crowley standing there. With his eyes closed. I didn't see Dad around and I felt kinda bad he was just standing.

"Good afternoon." I say to him as I come over sitting down on a chair outside the circle.

He smirked. "Afternoon Y/N." Now looking at me.

I couldn't help but smile a bit of how he said my name. "How was your night."

"Just lovely." He says sarcastically. "Enjoying the night sky. How was your night?"

I shrugged. "Okay."

"Finish those books?"

"Yeah. I'm going to pick another and read it later." Finishing my bowl of stew. Then putting it in the sink. Getting some tea for myself.

Walking back over I saw Crowley eye the tea slightly as I put some honey in it for my throat. It was spring and the season always bothered my throat for some reason.

"Do you want some?" I ask. I'm just trying to be polite.

"Sure. That sounds spendid." He smile.

"Sugar? Milk?" I ask pouring some in another cup.

"Honey will do." I look at him curiously.

"You enjoy honey?"

He chuckled. "Believe it or not I do, time to time." Pouring some honey in. Then when I went to close it I got some on my fingers. I sigh but brung the cup over to him as I sucked off the honey on one of my fingers. I got it on three. Ugh. I'm a clutz. He looked at me as he took the cup. But then grabbed my other hand gently with the honey on it. Making the finger come out of my mouth. "Are you alright." Thinking I was hurt. As he looked.