You’re the daughter of Crowley and you’re also a demon but you had fiery red, curly hair like your grandmother, Rowena. You could handle anything the world threw at you. Angels, hunters, others demons, the Winchesters but being sick was your weak point. Being a supernatural being, you usually don’t get sick but when you do, it’s like Hell (literally).

“You, my dear, are looking terrible. You alright?” Crowley asked