Power // Crowley // SPN

two years 10 months later

Two years and 10 months later 

'Crowley! Pick up' dove said over and over as she yet again went to voicemail. 'Hey Crowley' she said in her sweetest voice, 'I know you're probably really really, really, really busy being king of Hell but I really really really need you to talk to me now! please please Crowley, please come back... come find me... okay bye'. She waited a moment and got no reply so she groaned, screamed his name and poof he was behind her.

'Dove what can I do for you this fine evening? he said with a smile and Dove smacked him in the arm. 'Hey that was uncalled for, you called I came you hit me. this is why I don't come to you people'. Crowley joked, he always came when dove called.

'I'm sorry' to upset to focus or breathe her knees gave out, immediately Crowley put his arms around her waist, keeping her upright. She put her hands on his shoulders keeping him next to her. her eyes were bloodshot Crowley noticed as she looked at him, her nose red and eyes still puffy.

'Crowley have you seen Dean and Cas?' she asked but it sounded more broken, begging and pleading him to know where her brother was.

'No dear I have not seen them.' He told her and her face broke just a little more.

'not in hell?'

'No my dear,' he brought a hand up and stroked her cheek.

'Can you check again?' she begged. 'I already talked to Angels all the angels that will listen to me and they say that Dean is not in heaven and you think he's not in hell so I need you to double check for me please. Please, please, please Crowley!' she gave her best puppy dog eyes and wrapped her arms around his neck pulling him closer to her. 'Please Crowley I just need to know where my brother is.' Crowley sighed, kissed her cheek and told her he would be back

Hell is very large very large and it would take him a while but not to get her hopes up. He marched down to hell and Sent demons in all direction looking for Dean. Three days later no search came up Dove was at a bar drinking away her sorrows when Crowley found her and told her with most certainty that Dean was not in hell.

'Are you sure? Are you positive? Could he be hiding somewhere?' she asked putting down her drink, her fingers tracing along his suit.

' A Winchester hiding in hell my dear that is very very unlikely and I assure you I've checked everywhere... I'm sorry dove he's not in hell.'

'Then where the Fuck is he?' she screamed throwing down her glass it shattered into a million pieces at her feet and then she cried and cried and stomped out upset and sad and alone because Sam was off living his life. He was doing what they always promised they would do; move on and have a normal life if one of them died but dove was not ready to give up on her brother just yet.