Supernatural: Reborn

Chapter 6

Crowley had been walking around Earth with Faith's spirit in his arm for two weeks now. He couldn't find her body and he certainly didn't want to ask the Winchesters where it was.

If there was one thing Crowley respected about Faith, it was her ability to make an entrance. Crowley knew if he asked Sam and Dean where her body is it would ruin everything.

After three hundred thirty-six hours of looking, Crowley had finally found it. Sam had buried her body right outside the bunker. Crowley thought it was smart. Should Faith ever find her way home, her body would be right there.

Crowley had ordered three demons to dig until they found her coffin. Crowley had been careful to make sure Sam and Dean weren't home. He had watched the two of them drive away in the Impala to some lake on the other side of town.

"Sir," one of the demons said to Crowley, "we found it."

Crowley sighed and looked to the three demons, "away with you lot. This is something I must do alone. If any of you breathe a word of this to the Winchesters, I will have your tongues cut out and hung on the wall behind my throne." The three demons looked terrified as they aparated out of the way. However, one remained. "Do you not understand English," Crowley asked.

The demon sighed, "I've just received word that we've captured the witch."

"Good," Crowley said, "put her in one of the cells and torture her until she talks." The demon nodded and aparated out of the clearing.

Crowley walked over to the hole and looked down. There was a wooden casket at the bottom of the hole. Crowley sighed and grabbed a shovel one of the demons left behind.

He jumped into the hole onto of the casket. He took the shovel and slammed it against the casket, busting the top of it. He tossed the shovel out of the hole and bent down to open the casket. He lifted the top of it off and threw it out. He looked down and found Faith's decaying body.

"Oh, you're lovely aren't you," Crowley asked as he took out a knife and cut his forearm where Faith's spirit was. "Anima corpori fuerit corpus totem resurgent," Crowley chanted as Faith's spirit left his arm and onto her own.

He watched as Faith's spirit soaked into her own body and suddenly, Faith's eyes popped open, glowing red. Crowley quickly climbed out of the grave and stood back. Then it came. Faith's grace and hellfire let out a pulse of energy, rumbling the ground. Then it was over as soon as it started.

Crowley heard the front door open just as he saw one of Faith's hands appear at the top of the grave. The six people all watched in disbelief as Faith made her way out of her grave. Crowley smiled; he knew that this was the entrance he was waiting for.

Faith's body was completely healed back to its original condition. Her hair was her natural color like before her run-in with Naomi. She looked healthy; she was wearing dark jeans and a white blouse. Of course, Sam had put her in heels when he buried her. She looked around at everyone and then the landscape.

She breathed in and exhaled deeply before she turned her attention to Crowley, "thank you."

Crowley nodded, "just remember our deal." Faith nodded and Crowley was gone. Faith turned her attention to everyone else. When she didn't see her brothers, her face dropped.

"What deal," everyone demanded.

"Look, I love you guys, I do, and I know I've been dead for a while, but I need to see my brothers," Faith said.

Gabriel sighed, "They're in Flint, Michigan working a case."

"A case," Faith asked, "What kind of case?"