Charlie

1K 34 1
                                        

A few days later. At the bunker. 

I walked downstairs into the dungeon and over to Crowley

Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.

I walked downstairs into the dungeon and over to Crowley. 

He looked at me and smirked a little "Elena, beautiful as always"

 I put a piece of paper and a pen in front of him on the table.

Crowley eyed it and then looked at me "You want more Demon names?"

I rolled my eyes "no, Crowley, i want you number. Of course i want more demons"

Crowley grabbed the paper and smashed it in his hand "and i want a room with a view"

i looked at him, rolled my eyes again and turned around to leave. 

Crowley "i'd settle for stretching my legs"

I kept walking.


In the control room. 

I walked in and heard Sam say "And by the way, i still don't understand why he left in the  first place. I mean, the bunker is the safest place for him. Bartholomew and who knows how many other Angels are out there gunning for him."

I froze in place. 

Dean "nobody wants him here more than i do, okay? but he felt like he'd bring trouble down on us, so he had to split."

I scoffed, shaking my head "unbelievable"

The brothers turned to me. 

I shook my head at Dean and walked back into my room. 

I sighed and looked around and froze when i saw the photos of me and the brothers on my wall.

How come i forgot that they were there?

There was a knock on the door and i looked at it. 

Dean was standing in the door frame. 

Me "If you're here because i nearly screwed you over with you brother, spare it, i know what i did"

He sighed and looked down. 

I looked at him for a second before looking at the photos on the wall. I'd give anything to turn everything back to the old times but i can't and it sucks. 

I heard Dean walk into the room and i felt him stop next to me. 

He looked at the photos too. 

Dean pointed at one photo "remember that day?"

I smiled at the memory "of course."

It was a photo of Dean and i in the ocean when we had some time off during a case. He had his arms around me and i had my arms around his neck. He was smiling at me while i threw me head back, laughing at one of his jokes. Sam had taken that photo. 

Being Alone (D. Winchester)Where stories live. Discover now