Author: VelvetSuit PM
What if Crowley did have a soft side. For years, and decades, he has found her. But this time, it's different. Every character is not mine. I only own the character, Sophie.Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Drama - Crowley - Chapters: 20 - Words: 30,955 - Reviews: 20 - Favs: 18 - Follows: 18 - Updated: 01-26-13 - Published: 11-26-12 - Status: Complete - id: 8739235
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Sophie opened her eyes to sunlight shinning through the window. She closed her eyes again and rolled onto her side. After a moment, she opened her eyes again, and smiled a little. On the bedside table was a glass of hot coco, with a mint candy cane in it. She sat up and saw a note beside it. 'For the Snow Flake' It read. Sophie took a small sip of the coco. She got up and walked over to the window. The forest was covered in snow. The snow sparkled in the light. She finished her coco, then she left the room. She walked down the hall, and down a large set of stairs into a large room. The floors were gold marble and the walls were a darker gold colour with large windows.
"So I see that the snow flake has woken up." Sophie turned and looked at Olivia. She was expecting Crowley to there. Sophie nodded. She couldn't help herself from asking.
"Where is Crowley?" Sophie asked hestiantly. Olivia smirked.
"Busy. He'll be with you soon though." Olivia smiled.
"Oh..." Sophie wants to know with what, but she decides otherwise.
The demon screams again. Crowley was getting annoyed.
"I'm going to ask you again nicely." Crowley walked around the chair, holding the bloody knife. His white aporn was covered in blood. "Where is the witch?"
"Why do you want to know?" The demon snarled.
"Me and another person were cursed a long time ago, and I want it broken. To explain it simply." Crowley said, holding the knife close to the demon.
"Don't you know that that every curse can only be broken with true love?" The demon laughed. Crowley held the knife tighter. "But I guess you are screwed, Crowley. Because you are a monster, and no one will ever love you." Crowley stabbed the knife into the demon's shoulder. It screamed.
"Where is the witch?" Crowley snarled.
"I don't know!" The demon cried.
"Then I have no use for you." Crowley held the knife to the demon's throat. The demon screamed, struggling against his bonds, protesting. Crowley slit the demon's throat and threw the knife down, then turned and left the room.
Sophie walked through the snow, trailing her fingers over the snow on the trees. She wore finger-less gloves, with a knitted scarf, and a tweed jacket and black boots that Olivia had lent her. She walked through the snow, a few snow flakes falling. A twig snapped behind her, and Sophie turned and saw Crowley. He wore a black jacket over his suit.
"I like snow as well." Crowley smiled at her and walked towards her, a little bit of snow sticking to the hem of his suit pants.
"You told me you tell me how I'm a part of all this." Sophie said as Crowley walked past her a little.
"I did." Crowley said, looking up at the snow falling.
"Walk with me." Crowley walked away. Sophie stood there for a moment, before she turned and followed him. She walked beside him, waiting for him to say something. Crowley took a breath, then spoke.
"A long time ago, I was human once. My name was Fergus. My wife...she was beautiful...was dying. Nothing could save her. I tried my best to save her. So I went to a witch...asking her for help. And me and my wife ended up cursed. I ended up selling my soul, and became a demon. My wife died, and she was reborn again, and every time she died, she would be reborn again. I can find her, and make her remember who she is, and that she loves me and I love her. When ever I found her, she would die young...or I couldn't get her to remember." Crowley looked down as he explained. A little bit of snow was on his suit now, and in his hair. Sophie stopped, looking down.
"What was her name?" Sophie asked quietly.
"Her name is has blue eyes as blue as the sky. And blonde hair that is almost as white as the snow. Sometimes, there is something a little bit different about her, but it doesn't matter. She's always beautiful." Crowley smiled. Sophie looked down, shocked. She doesn't know what to say. "I'm sorry, Sophie. I can't make you love me. I'm not a good person, Soph." Sophie still won't say anything. "Answer me...please love."
"I..I'm sorry. I can't remember anything." Sophie looks up at Crowley. " I'm sure you aren't lying. I don't know what to say. I want to remember...believe me." Sophie said, looking up at him the eyes. Crowley took her hand gently.
"It's okay. Maybe you might remember soon. But I promise you. I will keep you safe. I won't let you be hurt by any one." Crowley said. He kissed her hand, and smiled at her.
A demon walked over to the witch and whispered something in her ear.
"So he is trying to find me...hmm?" The witch smiled.
"Yes, and break the curse." The demon added.
"He won't find me. Unless a little bird tells him otherwise." The witch said, getting up.
"No one will tell. You can get rid of the girl whenever you want, to get to the king, and get his crown." The demon said, stepping towards her.
"I'm getting the girl's trust. It won't take long before she fully trusts me." The witch said, leaning against the wall, and looking out the window at Crowley and Sophie as they walked through the snow.
"Then you will strike?"
"I always do." Olivia turned and smiled at the demon.