Chapter 28: Six Months Later...
“Hello?” Charlie asked stepping through the doorway into the familiar foyer of the bunker. The little bundle of blankets in her arms began to squirm. “Hey now everything’s going to be okay,” Charlie comforted the baby with a loving smile.
“Charlie?” A voice asked in disbelief.
Charlie looked up to see a short man in a t-shirt and jeans. He was holding a bowl of cereal and looking at her strangely. Then it hit her. It was Crowley. He looked so different. “Crowley?”
“Dear puppet!” Crowley grinned setting down his bowl of cereal on a table. He came over to her and hugged her. “It’s so good to see you!”
“You too!” She laughed wrapping her free hand around him. “You look different…”
“Yeah well, I feel different. I am different. I’m no longer the king of hell, ya know? I’m human!” Crowley explained eyeing the baby. “Aw… and who is this adorable crumpet in your arms?”
“This is Dorothy…” Charlie smiled sweetly at Crowley.
“Dorothy? Isn’t that your partner’s name?” Crowley asked letting the baby grab hold his finger.
“Was her name…” Charlie said quietly after a silent second. “She died during childbirth… That’s not a rare thing to happen in Oz… so I named her after her mother…”
“I’m so sorry,” Crowley whispered placing his hand on her cheek.
Charlie took a deep breath and tried to calm down. After a second she forced herself to smile. “Do you want to hold her?”
“Can I?” Crowley asked a bit breathless. He wasn’t used to people letting him do things like this. That last baby he held… he had killed. Thinking about it made him feel pain where he had once laughed. When he was a demon he had loved the scent of fresh blood in the air and the feeling of warm blood on his hands. Now the thought of what he did, made him feel nauseas. He smiled though as Charlie placed the baby him his arms. Looking at her eyes light up and seeing her giggle in his arms made him instantly forget about what he had done, for the moment. “They’re the things you never appreciate, until it’s too late.”
“What do you mean?” Charlie questioned putting her bag down on a chair.
“I have a son… Never really treated him how he deserved…” Crowley admitted glancing up at Charlie with a smile, then back at Dorothy.
It was quiet for a moment. “So where are my boys?” Charlie broke the silence.
Crowley sighed, “I’ll get Moose for you…” Crowley squeezed his eyes shut for a moment.
“Yes Crowley what is it?” Sam was suddenly behind him which had startled Charlie.
“Nice of you to show…” Crowley mumbled under his breath. “Charlie is here Moose.”
Sam’s eyes slowly moved up to meet Charlie’s. “Hello Charlie.”
“Hey Sam…” Charlie blinked a bit freaked out. “How did you do that?”
“He’s an angel now…” Crowley answered for Sam.
“How did you swing that?” Charlie asked not as surprised as she would have expected herself to be.
“He’s hopped up on angel mojo!” Crowley growled. Sam shot him a look and Crowley rolled his eyes and started playing with Dorothy.
“I let angel grace into my body and it made me an angel. Now I rule over heaven,” Sam stated.
“Well Sam it’s really good to see you,” Charlie laughed with a laugh that sounded forced. She ran up to him wrapping her arms around his neck. “I missed you so much!”
Sam just sort of stood there awkwardly patting her back. “I missed you too Charlie,” he said no meaning truly behind it.
Charlie turned to Crowley who handed Dorothy back to her. She turned to face Sam. “Dorothy, I’d like you to meet your Uncle Sam,” Charlie held her up for Sam. Sam hesitantly took the small human in his arms and stared at it. “Sam, say hi to Dorothy.”
“She cannot understand me though… there’d be no point to it…” Sam explained giving Charlie a shrug.
“Right… you okay?” Charlie asked.
“Angels are like that. Even ones that were human first,” Crowley sighed. “Incapable of emotions.”
“I remember them Crowley,” Sam defended himself. “But I just don’t have the ability to feel them anymore… maybe in the future I’ll become more like what Castiel was.”
“I sure hope so…” Crowley mumbled.
“Speaking of Castiel… where is Cas, and Dean of course?” Charlie asked wanting to kill the tension growing in the room between Crowley and Sam.
“They are both locked in hell,” Sam said without hesitation.
Charlie stood there with a confused look on her face. “What do you mean?”
“Well Castiel gave me his grace so he became human and we left his soul in hell. Later I exorcised Dean and his soul got trapped down there too, just as Crowley was being cured from being a demon, so the gates of hell slammed shut locking them both in there,” Sam explained.
“Why would you do that?” Charlie asked tears in her eyes.
“Because Dean was an abomination that needed to be stopped…” Sam said confused by Charlie’s reaction.
“He was your brother!” Charlie yelled taking Dorothy from Sam angrily.
“It had to be done or he would have destroyed everything… earth… heaven… and hell,” Crowley said upset. “I wish we didn’t have to.”
“And Cas?” Charlie asked but knew the answer.
“He wouldn’t leave Dean…” Crowley responded faintly smiling, remembering Cas. He missed that crazy man in a trench coat.
“At least he’s not alone…” Charlie nodded avoiding eye contact with Sam.
It was quiet again. The only sound came from the TV Crowley had left on in the other room.
“Commander we need you,” A strange man appeared in the room next to Sam.
“Yes I’m coming,” Sam nodded and the strange man was gone. “I must go…”
Charlie looked up at Sam and sighed. “I want to see you again soon, got it?” She asked.
Sam nodded with a slight smile, nodded at Crowley and was gone.
“He not so much fun anymore…” Crowley sighed. “He can’t help it though…”
“I suppose…” Charlie bit her bottom lip thinking. “Can I stay here for a few nights?”
Crowley smiled at her eyes wide. “Of course you can sweet pea; I’ll show you the guest room…”
“Thank you…” Charlie smirked hugging him.
“Yeah you and Dorothy stay as long as you like. I’ll keep you safe,” Crowley hugged her back.