Y/N stormed into the abandoned warehouse, her eyes scanning the shadows for any sign of movement. She knew Crowley was here; she could feel his presence. Her grip tightened on her weapon as she moved silently through the darkened space.

“Looking for me, darling?” Crowley’s voice echoed through the warehouse, dripping with sarcasm

Y/N spun around, her eyes narrowing as she spotted him leaning casually against a pillar. “Crowley,” she spat, her voice filled with venom. “This ends tonight “