It was bad enough that you were an angel allying with a demon, but something about that cunning little King of Hell left you lovestruck. For heaven’s sake you should hate him, despise him even, but as you continued meeting in secret, tension began to grow. Your relationship started to progress and as much as you tried to resist his temptation, you two became absolutely infatuated with each other.

Of course this began to catch heaven’s attention, suspicion rising about your supposed “relationship”. They were definitely not happy, as it was considered treason of the highest degree. Now stuck between your feelings for Crowley and staying loyal to the only home you’ve ever known, if you didn’t do something you would surely fall. The whole of heaven would hunt down both you and Crowley to no end. Not to mention the uproar it would cause in Hell if word got out.

With a soft flutter of wings you appeared before Crowley’s throne. Completely oblivious to your inner turmoil, he cleared the room to have you all to himself. Dawning his usually cocky grin as he stands from his throne. “There you are darling, if you took any longer I thought I might have to send the hellhounds to fetch you.”