Dean's Daughter (Supernatural) // Completed

Chapter 15: Hello Boys... And Girl

Alice

"How could you do this to me?" I raged to Alex, after bursting into his room.

"What are you talking about?" He raised a questioning eyebrow.

"I trusted you with this! I can't actually believe this," I huffed.

"What are you on about?"

"The 100! I hadn't watched this week's episode and you deleted it!"

His eyes widened in realisation. "I know. I clicked delete and then realised you hadn't seen it. Spoiler alert! Murphy comes back!"

"No, no." I clamped my hands over my ears. "I don't want to know what happens."

After what had happened in the tow truck a couple weeks back, Alex and I both - by some unspoken agreement - acted as though it had never happened. It had been a little awkward at first but soon we were back to being best friends again. I regretted my decision a little but I knew it was for the best.

"We both know you do."

"Yes but I want to find out by watching it." I rolled my eyes in fake annoyance; I really couldn't stay mad at him.

"OK, I'll make it up to you with my next statement." I paused, wondering what he could possibly say to make me fully forgive him.

"There's pie in the fridge." Before he'd even finished that sentence I ran down the stairs, past a bemused Bobby and a serious Sam (what's new?) and yanked open the fridge. I scanned for the pie, grabbed two forks and ran back upstairs but not before hearing Dean yell, "Don't eat all the pie!" No promises there.

***

Half an hour later, Dean burst through the door in a murderous rage. "Did you eat all the pie?"

Alex looked like a deer caught in headlights. I gulped, "Maybe."

"Awesome," Dean muttered. "Sammy! Get pie!"

"Okay! Anything else?" Sam yelled.

"Just don't forget the goddamn pie!"

***

When Sam returned, Dean grabbed the bag and searched through it. "Where's the pie?"

"They were out of pie."

"Son of a bitch! I really wanted pie!"

"What is it with Dean Winchester and pie," a Scottish accented voice wondered.

We all whirled round to see an unshaven man in a long, grey coat leaning casually against the doorframe. Dean glared, "Crowley."

"Hello boys," he drawled. His eyes lingered on me. "And girl."

"What do you want?" Sam asked.

"Nothing really, Moose. Just to get acquainted with the latest Winchester," Crowley said nonchalantly. He stared at me for a while until I shuddered. This guy gave me the creeps.

Crowley tilted his head to the side, "Interesting."

"What?" I snapped.

"Nothing. Toodles." And he was gone.

"That was random," Alex said.

"Agreed." We all muttered.

***

Later in the day, I heard a knock on my door. "Come in!"

Slowly, the door creaked open. Castiel stood in the door way. "Oh, hey Cass! What's up?"