"You cannot be serious?"

Nikki questioned as she looked to Judy for answers. Her morning coffee in her hands as the fresh pot was brewed this afternoon. She had been asleep for a long while, unknown as to why by herself, and had woken up this late afternoon. Judy, who so politely informed her, that Crowley had been acting weird all morning. He was acting much different, as if he actually gave a damn about the current situation now. This caused Nikki to arch a brow and sip on her cooled coffee that had a cube of ice floating around in it to help.

"Sam said that, he seen something happen last night right after you went to bed. He went back down to the basement and Crowley was injecting himself with what he guessed what Kevin's blood."

'You best explain yourself right bloody now.'

She sneered in her head at Crowley.

"I'm sure it wasn't anything, maybe Sam seen something different?"

Judy shook her head and pointed toward her arm.

"Sam said that a needle was missing and he went to go find it, found Crowley doing that to himself.

'Crowley, if you don't answer me right now I'm coming down there. I swear to God.'

"Maybe... Do you want me to figure out what he's planning?"

"It would help to know what the asshole's plans are with the human blood."

'That's it. I'm coming down there.'

"Yeah, I'll see what I can find out."

"Hello darling."

Crowley hummed as the bookcase opened. Nikki frowned deeply looking straight at him. The disappointment was clear across her face and it was blended with complete and utter worry. Yes, that's right, worry. Crowley cracked open an eye and suddenly his lulled over head came up as he looked at her when she entered the room.

"Why wouldn't you answer me?"

Crowley frowned and closed his eyes again. Nikki came forward and into the circle she reached out and pinched his ear causing him to hiss.

"Ow! What the bloody -- "

"Let's talk about that shall we, the blood?"

She quickly jumped in cutting him off from his curse. Crowley frowned and that's when she noticed his eyes were hazed over. She took a step back, hesitant to be standing so close to him right now not knowing what was wrong with him. But it was clear that whatever it was, something was off with him.

"Come now, kitten. Don't look at me like that, you've never looked at me like that."

"I've never had a reason to... Crowley, what has that blood done to you?"

He scoffed and looked away from her.

"Dunno what you mean."

"Crowley, we made a deal, now spill."

"Deal? Our deal was for my -- "

"Friendship. Yes. Fine print states that friendship includes being worried over stupid shit that might happen to said friend. Now, what has the blood done to you? You're acting weird and less Crowley like?"

He just looked at her puzzled wondering as if that was part of the agreement or not, he certainly didn't recall putting that little bit into the paperwork. But, he also knew that it was a loophole, because of course a common friendship included being worried about your friend. He sighed moving his hands a little causing the chains to jingle with the motion.

"The blood makes me... feel."

"Feel? You mean emotions? Human emotions?"

"Yeah."

There was a heavy silence between them. Nikki crossed her hands over one another and held them. Crowley noted that she stood like any Queen would while addressing one of her subjects, instead of crossing her arms over one another like any other woman would have done. He also noticed that she was holding her fingers together tightly, enough for them to go slightly white from the grip.

"Are you addicted to the feeling, Crowley?"

 Of course when Crowley didn't answer it was a good enough answer. She bit her bottom lip.

"You can't do this to yourself. It's not right."

"And when has anything I've ever done been right?"

"Helping me, that was something right."

Crowley turned silent again. It was obvious that this conversation made him feel uncomfortable, which was good because It should have done that.

"Promise me no more."

She asked and he looked at her. It was an obvious look of 'Why the hell should I' even he didn't have to say anything. Instead he lulled his head about a bit and sighed looking at her.

"Don't look at me that way kitten."

He said feeling his composure slip with her worried expression. She was the first person in the history of his demon life who ever looked at him in that manner. And it was one that he didn't wish to see on her again.

"Fine. So long as I'm down here I won't touch the stuff again."

"Deal?"

"Deal."

She smiled walking over to him she leaned down and kissed him on the cheek. He looked at her as he turned his head the best he could and waited. She looked into his eyes and seen the little gleam in them which caused her to lean back in only this time she kissed him on the lips.

Sealing their deal.

"You remember when we first met Crowley?"

Nikki asked looking at Judy. The two of them were walking down the road toward the dinner for lunch. It was getting stuff in the bunker and with Sam and Dean gone again on another hunt that only left the girls and Kevan in the bunker.

Well, if you didn't count Crowley, which Judy obviously didn't but Nikki did.

It was fairly nice out, so walking only seemed natural. That and the dinner was only a few miles from the bunker which gave them time to talk and think.

"You mean on the bridge?"

Judy asked nearly snorting. Of course she remembered.

Several Years Ago

"Demön!"

Nikki shouted in the middle of the pitch blackened night. It was warm out at least and if anything supernatural was going to happen they'd be able to tell by the change in tempature around them.

"Stop calling it that!"

Judy sneered. Nikki turned around and looked at Judy, she was pretty tipsy and was ready to have a go at this so called King of the Crossroads the Winchesters had told her to stay clear of... which she wasn't heeding their advice right now.

"Demön?"

She called out again, her voice an oddly high pitch as she stumbled about across the bridge that was right before a cross road. Judy shook her head leaning against the bridge.

She didn't believe that the demon would be summoned due to the fact that Nikki hadn't even burried the box she was suppose to at the crossroads ahead, then again she was extremely drunk, being an alcoholic and what not, so it was no surprise that she was doing what she wanted to do right now instead of following the rules.

"We should just go get off this bridge."

Judy commented and suddenly Nikki started dancing around best she could.

"If it wants me off this bridge it'll have to throw me off!"

"I want you off this bridge you idjit!"

Judy yelled, her voice traveling for what seemed like miles in the open area. It was nothing but weat fields all around.

"No, I just wanna talk to the demons!"

Nikki laughed, but her laugh was cut short when someone else spoke before them.

"Hello, darling."

Turning around so fast she nearly stumbled, Nikki came face to face with a man in a suit. He was actually tall, a bit taller than her by maybe a few inches, and his face was clean shaven. His hair dark brown and his eyes matching, at least she though.

"Demön?"

She muttered causing the man to arch a brow.

"Name's Crowley. Perhaps you've heard of me?"

"You're Crowley?"

Judy stepped forward obviously sensing how much Nikki has just done fucked up right now.

"So, you have heard of me. What can I do for you... "

"Nikki."

Crowley arched a brow.

"Nikki Riley? Same Nikki that is associated with the two lumberjacks?"

She laughed swaying a bit and grinned at him.

"Oh I bet that they hate that."

It was Crowley's turn to chuckle. His hands were in his jacket pockets just standing there on the bridge.

"So, Nikki, what can I do for you? Normally we don't attend to these types of meetings, but, well, it's a bit boring tonight and you seem like a bit of intertainment that I needed."

He watches her sway a bit toward the railing. He could just picture her toppling over the rail and into the icy water below.

"Perhaps we should talk off the bridge?"

"If you want me off this bridge you're gonna have to kill me!"

"Nikki!"

Judy screamed and Crowley arched a brow. This human was smashed beyond belief. He glanced to the other girl behind her.

"She always like this?"

Judy didn't answer. She didn't k ow how to answer. They were standing before Crowley, King of the Crossroads, and her cousin was taking it as a joke.

"Fuck yöu, goatman!"

Crowley's eyes snapped back to the drunken red head. He looked her over for a moment. Black jeans, black shirt, red hair and her bottom lips periced. He bit the inner part of his cheek to keep his composure in check.

"Goatman?"

Crowley questioned narrowing his eyes. He believed that she just called him Satan? Well, this was a first, nobody had ever called him that -- let alone goatman.

"Listen here,"

But she didn't, instead she turned toward her cousin while pointing to Crowley.

"I think this demons a wimp!"

Judy's mouth fell open as she quickly looked to Crowley.

"I think she's lost her mind! We'll be going now!"

Judy said attempting to walk forward but found that she was stuck where she stood. Her eyes widened as she looked at Crowley, who instead walked, no, prowled, toward Nikki with her back to him.

"Wimp am I?"

He questioned causing Nikki to turn back around and look at him. He stopped walking, frozen at her smile. He stood there looking into the most oddly unusual eyes he had ever seen before. Blue with golden speckles. Hardly had Crowley ever seen a human with these type of eyes before.

And then that moment was gone.

Nikki started dancing again. Her legs wide apart as her back was hunched and she tiptoed back and forth from one foot to the other.

"I'm dancing on your bridge goatman!"

She laughed while Crowley looked nearly horrified at her actions. How much had this human drank tonight? Was she normally this idiotic sober? There were so many questions flashing through his head as he watched the heavier woman dancing on the bridge.

"It's not my bloody bridge and I am not Lucifer! I'm BLOODY CROWLEY!"

He bellowed out that last part his voice seeming to carry more than Judy's did earlier. Nikki toppled over onto the ground and laid on her back right before Crowley. He covered his face with his hand.

"Rock and roll buckaroo!"

She said throwing her arms up in the air and pointing at Crowley. Crowley just gave her a look, wondering if this was even entertaining anymore. Of course it was, but he had deals to make, souls to collect, and places to be.

"Well, ladies, this was a highlight of my night, but if you're not here to make a deal, then I'm leaving."

He said nodding toward both of them as he turned around. He heard Nikki scramble up to her feet and follow after him best she could.

"Nikki no!"

Judy shouted trying to move from her location, still unable to do so.

"Hey! You demon fuck! You fuckin wimp!"

That's when Crowley turned around and grabbed her by the shirt taking her and slamming her into the railing of the bridge. Judy screamed, Nikki just looked at Crowley wide eyed.

"Now you listen here you inconsiderate little -- "

He was startled when she leaned in and kissed him. His whole body tensed as her lips molded against his. Judy stood on the bridge modified by what she could barely see in the dark. Crowley, however, smirked in the kiss and pushed back against her.

His hand coming up and knitting his fingers into her hair as his body pinned her against the railing. His tongue coming out and slipping into her mouth as her hands grabbed his jacket and kept him close to her.

Finally she parted for air and Crowley just looked at her confused, yet seemingly more than okay with the shared kiss.

"Well now, kitten, never would have known that snarky mouth of your could be used as anything else than the comments. So, tell me, do you wanna make a deal or not?"

She licked her lips looking at Crowley, she was drawn to him for whatever reason and she leaned forward her lips brushing against his ear.

"Did I disrespect your bridge, goatman?"

She whispered causing Crowley to instantly vanish. Nikki fell against the bridge laughing and Judy rushed forward to help her idiotic cousin.

Judy shook her head.

"Yeah, I remember, you were fucking stupid."

"He didn't leave us alone after that, he always dropped in on us after that."

Nikki recalled a grin on her lips. Judy shook her head.

"Yeah, always trying to finish that deal with you. I can't believe he didn't kill you back then."

Judy said as they walked into town. Nikki just laughed smiling as she turned and looked up at the sky.

"Yeah, well, maybe I made his life just too interesting?"

Both girls laughed.

It was quiet in the bunker. Sam and Dean had once again vanished and left Judy and Nikki alone. Well, they weren’t completely alone, Kevin and Crowley were there. But, once again, Judy wasn’t all too intent on talking with the demon, who seemed to be addicted to human blood, anytime soon. She normally left the talking and the deals with Nikki, who seemed more than willing to spend her free time down in the dark basement with the King of Hell.

“Seriously, he’s addicted to human blood and you don’t see a problem with this at all?”

Judy questioned her elder cousin. Nikki looked at her from her seat in the library. She frowned, of course she had a major problem with it, but Crowley was, well, Crowley. There wasn’t a whole lot that she could really do about the demon but take his word that he wouldn’t touch the stuff again. She had her doubts however, but what else could she do? What else could she possibly say in order to get Crowley to not inject the stuff into his body?

After all, it was her fault. If she hadn’t agreed to Dean’s plan then maybe, just maybe, Crowley would still be in control of Hell and not trapped in the basement being beaten by anyone who wanted to throw their anger at him.

“But what am I possibly suppose to do about it? He gave me his word – “

“Oh, yeah, that’s reassuring.”

Just said rolling her eyes. Nikki glanced around the bunker. Nobody knew where Kevin was or what he was doing, of course it was obvious that he was more than likely diving head first into figuring out what the table said in order to reverse Castiel’s whole fallen angel mess.

“Have you heard from Cas lately? Dean said he heard from him a while back.”

Nikki questioned trying her best to change the subject from Crowley and his addiction to something a bit more pleasing to her younger cousin. Judy sighed and shook her head, her long black hair grazing across her cheeks as she huffed. It was a touchy subject apparently. Nikki almost wondered what the angel had done to upset the other woman so much.

“Nope. And honestly don’t care.”

Oh man, he had really screwed up big time whatever it was. Normally she was all over him, wanting his attention and it was very rare that she was ever mad at him.\

“Seriously? You don’t care? Not even a little?”

“Nope!”

She said crossing her arms and having the ‘p’ pop off her lips. Nikki looked away, she couldn’t help but let a smirk fall to her lips as she stiffened trying to keep a chuckle from slipping through her lips. She shouldn’t laugh at her cousin’s anger, but sometimes the way she acted, which wasn’t her age, she couldn’t help but find it a bit funny. Like a child who didn’t want to share and in this instant the other child she didn’t want to share with seemed to be Dean – since he was the last person who had heard from Cas and not her.

“Did Dean say where he and Sam was headed? They haven’t called at all since they left.”

“I have no clue on that either.”

Judy said shaking her head. Nikki frowned, she apparently hadn’t known much of anything and the only thing Nikki had heard before they had left was something about Pete or something and a farm? Regardless the boys were gone and the girls had the bunker to themselves, well again minus Kevin and Crowley.

“Maybe we can take some time to ourselves? You know just kick back and relax? Forget for a minute about this whole fallen angel stuff and just take a minute to breathe?”

Nikki asked wondering if she would go for it or reject the idea entirely. Judy leaned back in her chair and looked across the table at Nikki. She gave the woman a shrug, there wasn’t much that could be hurt if they just took a moment to themselves.

“What did you have in mind?”

Judy’s question brought a smile to Nikki’s face and suddenly Judy didn’t seem so sure about this anymore. Rising from the table Nikki stretched her back out and moaned a little from the feeling of her back popping into place once again. These damn chairs they really needed cushions or something.

“Wanna head down to the shooting range? Have a little fun down there?”

Judy just laughed a bit. She had been worried for a moment seeing the expression on her cousin’s face thinking that they were in for something way worse than a little shooting range.

“Sure, I’m probably rusty anyway.”

She agreed causing Nikki to snort and nodded her head in agreement. Judy shot her a glare which caused both of them to break out into laughter. They made their way down to the shooting range that wasn’t far down the hall. Opening the door Nikki allowed Judy inside first and turned on the lights. The whole room lit up and they could take in the whole room. The paper man was hung up across the room on a pulley-system ready to be shot. The guns were hanging on the wall behind the shooting range. And last but not least the noise canceling headphones were sitting not far from the guns.

“Wanna make a bet?”

Nikki asked as Judy walked over and grabbed the glock while Nikki picked up the revolver. Judy looked at her with an arched brow and snorted.

“Haven’t you made enough of those with Crowley?”

Nikki hissed, that hit her right in the heart and she went to put her hand on her chest in a dramatic motion as if to show her cousin just how hurt she had become.

“They’re not bets… not really.”

“Betting that you won’t get caught by the Winchesters while doing naughty things to each other in the basement seems more than a bet to me.”

Nikki couldn’t help but laugh so loud she snorted and covered her mouth with her hand. She was just glad that Judy only knew about that little bit.

‘Yes, be glad she only knows about the dirty little bits. Your priorities are a little more than messed up, kitten.’

Crowley’s voice sounded in the back of Nikki’s head. She bit her lower lip and chuckled.

‘Shut it Crowley. I’m having a moment here, try not to ruin it.’

‘Or what? You’ll punish me, kitten?’

‘Nah, that’s what you do to me if I recall right.’

“Hey, you okay?”

Judy questioned looking at Nikki’s almost day dreaming state. Nikki nodded her head quickly and loaded the revolver and got it ready to go. She hadn’t expected Crowley to ease drop on her little convo like that but then again, she should have known that the demon king was more than likely always listening to her every moment of the day.

It didn’t help that she – for whatever reason – said in her head everything that was spoken to her from someone else. She rolled her eyes, great he heard that too, just one more weird thing for Crowley to throw up there on that list of things to use against her.

“So, if I hit more than you, you buy dinner. But, if you hit more than me, I’ll – “

“Get a hold of Cas for me.”

Judy said cutting her off quickly. Nikki just looked at the girl. She knew it. She wasn’t actually mad at Cas, she was worried. She was worried to the point where she was annoyed and angry at the angel, well, man as of now.

“Okay, deal. I win you buy dinner and you win I’ll figure out what’s up Cas’s ass.”

“Deal.”

She agreed as both of them turned toward their own range and readied their guns.

“I can’t believe you actually beat me! Me! My aim is fricken great!”

Nikki groaned as she made her way back into the library with Judy right behind her smiling like she had just won the lottery. She hadn’t expected to lose and had been hoping that she was going to get free dinner tonight; but that wasn’t going to happen now.

“So, how do you plan on figuring out what’s up with Cas?”

Judy wondered looking toward Nikki. Nikki shrugged her shoulders as she plopped back down in the library chair. Her plan was to call Dean and see if the man knew why Cas was being so elusive as of late. But if that didn’t work then she guessed she could always do some snooping around and try and get the information out of Castiel herself.

“Just leave it to me. I’ll have this figured out in no time.”

She said waving her hand around a little causing Judy’s curious expression to turn to one of great disbelief.

“What? What’s that look? You don’t believe me do you!”

“There a lot that I don’t believe you do, yet you do it anyway.”

“What! What’s that suppose to mean?”

“Oh, nothing! Nothing at all!”

When Sam and Dean walked into the bunker, nobody was really there to greet them. Instead the boys found the place actually pretty empty. Looking around Dean looked to Sam with a confused expression. Normally one of the girls would be there to greet them, but they were not where to be seen. Dean tossed his bag onto the library table and looked down the hall not seeing anyone down there either.

“What gives? It’s too quiet in here.”

Dean said looking to Sam. Sam shrugged not really sure what was going on either. He went to the kitchen and seen that it was just as empty as the rest of the bunker. When he met Dean back in the library he held his arms out.

“Maybe they’re in the basement?”

The boys went and looked, but found that it was only Crowley down there still chained up.

“Hello boys.”

He greeted with that cocky little smirk stretched across his lips as he looked between the brothers. Dean entered the room a little standing right at the edge of the devil trap.

“Where’s Nikki and Judy?”

Crowley arched a brow and lifted his arms a little showing that he was still very much attached to his spot in his chair.

“Wrong person to ask, seeing as how I haven't seen the light of day in… well, who knows?”

“Don’t play with us. We know that Nikki tends to come down here and talk with you.”

Dean said eyeing Crowley with a gaze that showed he was ready to skin the demon alive. Crowley was quiet for a moment as he just looked at Dean before a smile slipped to his lips.

“They’re out at dinner. Shouldn’t be back before too long. Hour tops.”

Sam looked at Dean with a rather confused look since Crowley had apparently just lied to them? And for whatever reason he would have had keeping the fact that the girls had merely went to dinner together? Was he just trying to get on their nerves their first night back to the bunker?

“Whatever, I’m going to call her.”

“Don’t believe me, Squirrel?”

Crowley questioned turning his head a little bit looking between Sam and Dean right as Dean went and closed the book casing trapping Crowley once again in the room.

‘Dean is getting ready to call, I suggest that you have your phone ready.’

‘Oh wonderful. Is he mad? What did you do?’

He could hear her annoyed tone which caused him to chuckle a bit.

‘I didn’t do anything. Merely told him the truth. Lot good that did me.’

Crowley thought to her. This spell was certainly something. Being able to jump into someone else’s mind was one thing, but being able to have a conversation with them no matter where they were or how far apart they were was even better.

‘Crap he is calling. Why does he always have to jump off the handle?’

‘Because it’s you, kitten.’

Crowley thought back now in the dark and lonely prison. He sighed putting his hands together and being alone with his own thoughts.

It didn’t take long for the girls to get back to the bunker. When they walked in through the doors, they were greeted by Dean who stood there like an angry father who’s daughters had been out past curfew. Nikki arched a brow and looked to Judy wondering what the hell was making him look at them like that.

“Hey Deano. You okay?”

“You’ve been talking to Crowley again!”

He snapped. Nikki stopped walking and Judy looked at her out of the corner of her eye confused. Judy and Nikki hadn’t left each other’s side all day. Between the shooting range and dinner, Nikki hadn’t had the time to go see Crowley.

“Don’t look at me like I’m stupid. I asked him where you were and he told me you had both went to dinner.”

Judy then turned and looked at Nikki, wondering how in the hell Crowley had possibly known that. Nikki swallowed and looked between Dean and Judy. Well, shit, she was getting dug deeper and deeper into a pit that she was less likely going to be able to dig herself up out of if Dean kept talking.

“Lucky guess? I haven’t talked to him all day, I’ve been with Judy?”

She said trying to play it off as if she didn’t know what was going on. That’s when Dean turned and looked at Judy and the younger woman nodded.

"She hasn’t left my sight.”

Dean tensed causing both girls to look between him and each other.

“How the hell did he know then?”

“I dunno? Like I said lucky guess?”

Nikki repeated. Dean frowned and rested his body while turning around on his heels and heading back into the library just as confused at the two of them had been. Judy took that moment to turn and look at Nikki, the older woman looking back at her with a dumb expression planted right on her face.

“Nikki… what the hell is going on?”

She swallowed nervously, knowing that Judy was onto her now. She shrugged not really knowing what to say to her question. How was she suppose to tell her cousin that she had made a deal to become friends with Crowley in return for doing him a favor sometime in the future?

‘Best you not tell her that, kitten.’

Crowley’s voice called out to her in the back of her head. She closed her eyes and begged Crowley to just shut up right now. Opening her eyes she sighed looking at her cousin.

“There’s something I have to tell you, but you have to promise to not freak out, alright?”