A Long Hunt

Black as Night

They all saw Crowley’s gruff stubbly face sitting on the sofa watching them all smugly as he lifted his glass of tea to his lips.

Dean raised his gun and began to march towards Crowley, who stayed calmly in the same place as Dean, while the hunter shouted, "Remember me you son of a bitch?"

Dean didn’t make it more than three steps away when he and everyone else were suddenly forced to a stop as Crowley lifted his hand to create an invisible barrier.

The King of Hell smirked lightly and said, "How could I forget? You're like a cancer Dean, pretty damn hard to get rid of."

Then Crowley turned his attention to the group in its entirety and cooed in a taunting voice “Hello Boys. It took you no talent ass-clowns long enough to get in here.”

“We’ll maybe if you hadn’t sent your whole fucking army on us we would have been in here sooner.” Dean spit as he continued to fight against the invisible barrier that was holding him in place. The moment he had seen the King of Hells ugly face a fire had boiled up within his gut that refused to go out.

“Sorry ‘bout that.” Crowley said with a shrug sounding anything but sorry. “I can’t just go anywhere unprotected these days. You never know who might be out there.” Crowley’s eyes narrowed as a smirked flitted evilly across his face.

Sam suddenly spoke up as he watched his brother struggle against Crowley’s barrier. “You don’t seem to surprise to see us” He stated warily.

Crowley raised his eyes in amusement and said, “Looks like the Winchesters are actually paying attention today.”

There was a shocked silence in the room as Crowley let this sink in. Even Dean momentarily fell still. Dean was sure that all of their jaws were hitting the floor now.  Bobby had been so sure that he had killed the only demon who knew about their attack.

Finally someone spoke up and broke through the painfully long silence.

“You knew we were coming?” Bobby accused “How?”

“Well hello Bobby. It’s been a while.” Crowley said with a sly wink at the old man as he avoided the question.

“Yeah, well it hasn’t been long enough.” Bobby grumbled with a hard look on his face.

“Hmm… how are the legs?” A smirk was pulling at the corner of the King of Hells lips as he spoke. When Bobby didn’t respond Crowley added in a mocking tone, “I’d come and give you a kiss if I didn’t think you were gonna stab me in the bloody heart.”

“Why don’t you come give it a try?” Bobby threatened.

“You’d like that wouldn’t you?” Crowley purred biting his lip and laughing evilly. ”But, I think I’ll have to pass.”

“You won’t have to worry about him Crowley.” Dean growled as his stomach churned from the bile and anger that was building up inside of him. “It’s me who you should be worried about.”

“Oh, calm yourself squirrel. No one’s talking to you right now.” Crowley said as he brushed Dean off and used his power to force the hunter into silence.

Sam grimaced before speaking up and saying, “You never answered Bobby’s question.”

The King of Hell rolled his eyes in mock annoyance as a devilish smile became plastered across his demonic face. “I have a double agent.” Crowley purred as fire glinted in his eyes.

Dean’s jaw dropped in shock as he listened to the King of Hell. “What the fuck are you talking Crowley?” Dean spit as he gripped his bloody weapon tight.