"Now now, Squirrel. I suggest you just calm down. It was all for the greater good of course." The man that Dean was holding up said, holding his hands up in a calming gesture.
"Who's greater good Crowley? Yours?" Sam demanded, gently pushing Ian behind him and out of sight.
"Aw, Moose. I was wondering if I would get the pleasure of seeing you as well. Of course it's my own greater good. I don't need some upstart demon getting any ideas of overthrowing me. So, little miss Mini Squirrel had to go." Crowley exclaimed angrily and Dean swore, pulling out his hidden demon blade.
"I'm giving you one chance Crowley. Bring my daughter back or so help me, I will stab you in the face." Dean threatened and Crowley smiled at him.
"Have fun with that Squirrel." Crowley winked before disappearing, leaving Dean standing there and holding nothing but air.
