This is the second story of my Crowley series. We begin with reader talking to her new neighbor. Reader has decided that reader no longer wants to be a hunter, significant injuries lead to this decision and also caused some memory loss so reader has also forgotten who Crowley is. Once again. I own nothing from supernatural all rights go to their creator not me along with the cover of this book it's not mine all rights go the owner. I don't own you also. As soon as you leave the bathroom, you're met with the somewhat sad yet somewhat angry expression of Corey. "You never told me you had a boyfriend." "It's because I don't" "You don't huh? Then," He grabs you by the shoulders a little more rough than you'd like and directs you back to your seat. A man, sits in the seat next to yours, back facing the glass. What looked like a glass of hard liquor in his hand. "Hello love, it's nice to see you again. After such a long time, I can't wait to see what's been building up." Their voice oddly familiar, but their face didn't bring up anyone in your head. "I'm sorry do I know you?" "Do-Do you know me?!" He says exasperated. "Darling we're the only pair rocking the bed in my kingdom, if you what I mean." He takes a sip of his drink. "How dare you insinuate such a thin! To even suggest such a thing. I'm sorry sir but I have no memory of who-" The who in your sentence rises and falls as Corey pulls you out of the restaurant. "You are!" You shout as youAll Rights Reserved