Supernatural Imagines

Crowley ~ Secret

"What are you smiling at?"

I looked around at Dean from the passenger seat, not realising that I had zoned out.  "What?"

He wasn't in a good mood, which I didn't blame him after everything that happened, particularly now that we got a phone call asking us to go back to the house.

I shrugged when he doesn't respond.  "Just feeling better than what I have been."

Dean continues to frown.  "You've been like that a lot lately, and given all the shit we've gone through, it's been uncalled for."

I raised an eyebrow.  "Uncalled for?  Your sister is in a good mood and it's uncalled for?"

"Well, there's not really a need for it."

"We're alive aren't we?"

Dean humphs, but falls back into his moody silence, making your smile wider.

"Relax Dean.  The darkness may be a new problem, but at least the mark is gone.  No more beating the shit out of everyone, including yourself."

Dean grunts in response as I settle back again, looking out the window.  I knew I struck a nerve, but at the moment, I wasn't fazed.

The truth was, I was actually reasonably happy, even after all the chaos of the last four weeks, and if Dean and Sam knew, blood or not, if they knew the truth, they would disown or kill me.

I shut my eyes, letting the movement of the car drift me off, but not before the faint smile touched my lips again.  As a hunter, we all knew it was rare to find something that would last, and I knew that this was on a knife's edge as it was, but it didn't stop it making me happy.

"You're still doing it."  Dean grumbled.

"Lighten up you ass."

"Slut."

"Jerk."

"Bitch."

"Assbutt."

That got him to laugh.  "You lose, but good choice."

"I'll call it an accomplishment."  I grin.

The silence was more comfortable this time.

"So...are you seeing anyone?"

I look at Dean, who looked a mix of concerned and curious.

"Why would you ask that?"  I said in a slightly disbelieving tone.  "We're hunters Dean, we don't have time for that stuff."

He frowns.  "Sis, the only time I've seen you this happy was when you were in a relationship."

I scoffed.  "And when was the last one I had?"

"Long term or short term?"  He asked with a cocky grin, causing me to hit him in the arm.  "I'm serious though, are you?"

I couldn't help the nervousness in my stomach.  I didn't want to lie to Dean, but I knew that the truth would hurt more.

The truth was, I was seeing Crowley.

It hadn't happened intentionally, it was during the chaos of us trying to close the gate to hell.  I'd been left behind to babysit Sam as he tried to cure Crowley, but even Sam had to step out of the room from time to time, the trials taking their toll.

Leaving me with Crowley.

I hadn't thought much of it, I had jested and argued with the King of Hell just as much as Sam and Dean over the years, although, we did pass the occasional flirtatious comment to each other just to rile the other two up.