Katherine

15

*1 month later*

K sat on the edge of her bed. She hadn't been out much since leaving with Crowley. He did however give her the space she asked for. He hadn't been by yet, but he had been sending gifts like roses, notes, and the occasional demon bring her food. Slash sat at her feet, protecting her as always. K still thought about Dean every moment of every day. She would cry and she would get angry. The truth was, she missed Dean. So much it physically hurt. But he didn't care about her or her feelings. He just wanted to use her to get what he wanted, no doubt. Crowley warned her in the beginning. He said they were bad people and now she knew. Well Sam hadn't given her a reason to believe that about him but Dean? She believed it more than she wanted to. She was angry at herself for trusting him. For loving him. Yes, she loved him. But now? She couldn't care any less.
There was a knock on the door and K didn't budge.
"Come in." She said softly. The big door opened slowly, and in stepped Crowley. He shut the door behind him and walked to K's bed and sat beside her. K looked at her lap and stared at it.
"I'm sorry this happened. But I forewarned you about the Winchester's. They don't care about you Katherine." He told her.
K sniffled but didn't answer.
"I want you to know that I admire you. You deserve to be loved. You can talk when your ready." He kisses her on her cheek and stood up.
"Crowley I appreciate your kindness and effort. But I want to go home. My home. I want to forget Dean Winchester and all the pain he has caused me. I want to go back to a normal life and not have this gaping hole in my chest where my heart used to be. I just want to forget." Her voice trailed off as she felt tears welling up in her eyes again. She looked at Crowley with pleading eyes.
"Please take it away." She begged.
"All of it?" He asked.
"You can leave my memories of Hell. But please take the ones of Dean away. I don't want to think about him anymore, I don't want to dream about him anymore, I don't want to wonder what could of been. I just want to be at peace with my self." She explained.
"I've grown to love you Katherine I can't understand why you don't want to love me." Crowley told her.
"If you love me, let me go. If it was meant to be then I'll find my way back. You're only a call away, after all." K smiled at him. Crowley sighed and looked at her solemnly. He knew she was right. He placed his hand under K's chin and kissed her forehead. He then places two fingers on her forehead and that was all she remembered.

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K woke up with a throbbing headache. She rubbed her Temple and sat up. She looked around and saw she was in her own bed. At her house. She remembered being in Hell, but she couldn't remember why. It was like there was something missing, like the dots wouldn't connect right. She blew her thoughts off when her phone rang. She looked at the caller ID and saw that Crowley was calling her. She picked up,"Hello?"
"Good morning darling. Rough night?" He asked.
"What happened?" K asked back.
"You drank a little too much so I sent you home. Sorry about that." He told her.
"No it's ok. Listen I'm gonna take a shower and try to get rid of this headache, ok? I'll call you later when I feel better."
"Alright. Just making sure you were ok. Kisses." He said and then hung up.

K swung her feet off the bed and stood up, stretching. She went to her bathroom and shrugged off her dirty blue dress from the night before. She couldn't even remember why she wore that specific dress. Maybe she went on a date with Crowley? She didn't have a hangover and she didn't even remember drinking. She stepped into her shower and let the hot water release tension between her muscles. She closed her eyes and started washing her long black hair. While her eyes were closed, she saw flashes of emerald green eyes. She couldn't place a face or name with though. Maybe she had dreamt of a man with green eyes, like her own? She was in the middle of washing the dirt, sweat, and grime from her fragile body when she heard her phone ring from her bedroom. She decided to finish her shower and just let it ring. If it was important they'll just call back. It was probably spam anyway. She tried to remember past events but it was like chunks of time had been missing from her memories. She remembered her time in Hell with Crowley. She remembered being kidnapped by the werewolf and being saved by Crowley. But one thing she couldn't wrap her head around, was the day she met Arthur at the supermarket. Who was her long haired savior? She thought she would remember the short haired man that dragged her out of the car but it was no use. The memory faded as quickly as it came. Feeling defeated and confused, she finished up her shower just in time to hear a knock on the door. She wondered who it could be. She doesn't usually get visitors. She felt a chill up her spine as she thought of the possibility of it being Arthur. She wrapped a towel around her and put her wet hair into a bun. She crept through her hall and to the window by the door.
She saw the long haired man from the day she met with Arthur. But why was he here? She turned around to go to her room, because she was not answering the door for a stranger while wearing a towel.
Before she could even completely make it to her room, her door was flung open. She ran to her room and shut it. Was this man going to kill her?
She had a million thoughts running through her head when she heard two voices calling out for her. Who else was here? What did they want with her?
All of a sudden, her bedroom door swung open and she had 2 guns pointed directly at her. She screamed and tried to pull her towel tighter around her naked body. The guns were lowered but K was still afraid. She was breathing heavily and was on the verge of passing out. Her adrenaline was pumping and she didn't know what to do. She had two strange men in her room and she was naked for Pete's sake.
A man with emerald green eyes and short dirty blonde, almost brown hair, stepped forward. It was evident on his face that he was very worried. He reached his hand out to touch K's face and she pulled away, scared of what he might do to her.
"Please don't hurt me!" She shouted at him as she looked away. A look of hurt washed over the man's face.
"K I'm not gonna hurt you, I promise. I just wanna talk." He told her.
"Who the hell are you and how do you know my name?" She asked.