My Best Friends Brother // Supernatural

Chapter 93

*ring ring ring*

I open my eyes to the constant sound of my phone ringing

*ring ring ring*

"Crowley I am going to shove that demon blade so far up your ass it's going to come out of your fucking mouth" I growl into the phone "gosh you're snappy" Crowley replies "I have a lovely little surprise for you, pet" he says "stop calling me that" I say "how long has it been since the dumbchesters have stopped by?" Crowley asks "I don't know two weeks?" I ask "right and what were they going to do?" Crowley asks "are you an idiot? Stop asking stupid questions and tell me what the fuck happened" I say getting up, the bottle of whiskey still half full, I grab it and take a swing "open the door" Crowley replies, I wrap a robe around my body and walk over to the door. Dean is standing there with Crowley "you brought me my husband who I'm trying to avoid?" I ask, Dean smirks "not just your husband, I have brought your husband to the dark side" Crowley says elbowing Dean

Deans eyes turn black and I smirk "wow, hot" I say "how did this happen? Is he possessed?" I ask "no, it's all me but better" Dean replies, his voice husky setting me on fire "can I know how?" I ask "he died, the mark brought him back this way and now he's on our side" Crowley replies "I say have your fun, we are going out later to celebrate" Crowley says walking away, Dean looks at me for a few moments before kissing me roughly. The lack of care in the both of us making this so much better

We are back in the hot tub "looks like this is our final destination" I say "I don't mind" Dean replies "you know this demon look, it's definitely sexy" I admit "I admit that the lack of emotions on you, makes it so much better too" Dean says, I nod "the sun is setting, we should get ready. Crowley doesn't usually knock before coming in" I say, Dean clenches his jaw "you're still my wife" he says "yeah and? It's not like I'm fucking him" I say getting up, Dean follows me into the bathroom. We shower and get dressed into something nicer before going down to the lobby to wait for Crowley "meet me at Angels" Crowley says once he arrives with an ironic smirk on his face. Dean and I hope I'm the impala "I missed this car" I say leaning back "we've had some uh moments here" Dean says, I give him a smile and a nod

"Great moments" I say, his hand rests on my thigh as if it were instinct. I may not care but being in this car again with Dean again sure feels like a pleasure I wish I didn't miss, I blink slowly. Did I really say I missed this? I can feel his eyes on me, I open my eyes and look to my side, Dean turns to look back to the road but his hand moves up higher on my bare thigh. I move forward slightly and see an alley way "there, turn" I say pointing, Dean does an 180 turn with his hand on the back of my seat "that was hot" I say, he smirks and pulls deep into the alley way. I waste no time and instantly climb onto his lap kissing him roughly, I kiss his neck before baring my fangs and digging into his neck "I fucking love the way your blood tastes" I whisper, Dean moans softly as I dig my fangs into his neck again. His blood is the best I have tasted, i feel high every time I drink from him

A few minutes later

We're back on the road, I'm adjusting my dress and hair to look more presentable again "I like it better off" Dean says "guess you'll have to wait until we go back home" I reply, he parks the car in front of the bar Crowley told us about and we walk in together. The moment we do, people turn to look, Crowley is sitting at a booth with a bottle of whiskey in front of him, we join him sitting in the booth side by side "now that I have your attention" Crowley says "you don't really have our attention Crowley, we're only here because you want to celebrate. What we really want is to be naked in the penthouse" I reply honestly "I thought you didn't care about him anymore" Crowley says "I don't, but he's the only one that can make my toes curl" I reply "disgusting" Crowley says, Dean is smirking. Crowley pours us a cup each and raises his glass

"Here's to the new, fight club" Crowley says, I laugh Y him but raise my glass anyways, Dean isn't amused but follows our lead too. We clink our cups together and drink in one go "so we have the king of hell, a knight of hell hunter and a emotionless vampire. Sounds like we're about to have a good time" I say "karaoke?" Crowley suggests, Dean and I both laugh but agree anyways to this stupid suggestion. Crowley and Dean are the first to go up, I grab the bottle and sit front row watching them do a country duet together while laughing and drinking. I'm next, I hand them the bottle and jump up on stage. I sing 'unholy by Sam Smith' mainly because of the wonderful irony it comes with the word, Dean and Crowley laugh at me. I jump down and Crowley pulls out a camera, he snaps three cowboy hats on our heads and we take a picture together

A wonderful and goofy picture to be embarrassed off when we actually give a damn about things

And before we know it we are shitfaced, drunk off our asses and can barely walk. Stumbling over each other, into the car, Crowley snaps us and the car back to the hotel before disappearing. Dean and I make our way back to the penthouse kissing practically none stop all the way up, the stumble through the door and fall on the floor. His green eyes are glistening softly at the moonlight, they turn black then back to green and I can't help but find beauty in it