The Vessel-less Angel
Crowley POV
Misfit came and went from the cellar. Sam and Dean had made one trap for her in the cellar, one in the living room, and one in the attic. Misfit was actually nicer than Crowley expected and he realized they had quite a bit in common. For example, their sarcasm and tricks. Crowley didn't ask for it, and he didn't even want it to happen, but they started to become like brother and sister.
Sam and Dean didn't like the inseparability at all. They didn't like the thought of Crowley making an impression on Misfit. Little did they know that, when they were in the cellar, it was more like Misfit was making an impression on Crowley. Whenever they were brought food she would share or give all her's up for him, whenever they were tortured she helped clean Crowley up when they were finally brought water.
Crowley didn't know how it happened but one day they got into a conversation where he found out something very interesting about the stranger that would change his view of her for the better.
-Flashback-
"So what was your vessel's name?" asked Misfit interestedly almost laughing. "His name was Fergus Roderick MacLeod." said Crowley, almost crying from the laughter himself. Another thing he had found out previously was that Misfit was actually funny. "If I had that name... Woof..." said Misfit. Crowley nodded and gave a knowing smile. "What was your vessel's name?" he asked with curiosity. "Oh, this?" she asked gesturing to herself, "This isn't a vessel, I have my own body, I try not to hurt people if I can help it, unless they're evil." she said with a timid laugh.
Crowley laughed too, but it made him think. She didn't try to hurt people... "Well, I'm evil," said Crowley pointedly. "Correction," said Misfit in a tone of triumph, "you were, you don't see that you're better than what you think you are. You're not evil, not a monster, not a killer, you're good." She smiled and returned to trying to patch up her ripped and stabbed wings. (Dean had gotten moody last night.)
-Flashback Ended-
Sam and Dean Had begun to give her less time in the cellar. Crowley noticed that he began to miss the laughter and the fun conversations. That was until Cas showed up, and boy, was that a story.
Cliff Hanger!
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