Michelle's POV
"Come on princess, cheer up, your home" Crowley smiles looking at me.
"This. Is. Not. My. Home!" I spit.
"Of course it is Michelle. We missed you" Ian smiles.
"Wait a minute, was this a set up?" I ask.
"Ding, ding, ding, we have a winner" Crowley smirks.
Ian's face goes blank and then looks at Crowley realization flashing across his face.
"Wait, so you knew she didn't love me anymore?" He asks with a pained face.
"Way to go Sherlock, I honestly didn't know how long it would take you to figure it out" Crowley smirks.
"Damn Crowley, your one heartless S.O.B." I say.
"That's why I'm the King of Hell" he brags.
"Crowley that is nothing to brag about, see that's one of the reasons your children hate you" I smirk and his face drops for a split second and then replaces it with a smirk.
"Oh darling, Tammy doesn't just hate me, actually right now, she hates us both" Crowley says.
"Suck my non-existant dick" I say.
"What was that?" Crowley asks.
"I said, suck my non-existant dick, Crowley" I tell him and he laughs.
"Your so cute when your mad" He says.
"Take me back" I growl.
Crowley laughs.
"I'll get right on that, after I give all the souls in hell, to heaven" he says sarcastically.
"I am the daughter of an royal ass" I groan.
"And i'm the father of an spoiled brat" Crowley says.
