I collapsed back onto the bed, eyes shut. I let out a load groan. "Now, now, Mavriel - you knew what you were getting yourself into, Love" Crowley said, shutting the door behind him.

I just groaned again, kicking off my shoes and curling up on the bed. Today had mostly been dedicated to taking accounts of deals - something I thought could have been done by crossroads demons individually, but Crowley had seen certain individuals cheat the system before, so be insisted on keeping his own accounts as well. And I didn't leave Crowley's side, not yet. Though it should be safe enough, I agreed with his reasoning that I'd be safer with him.

Grudgingly I sat up, "Can you unzip me?"

"Sure thing, Love" he crawled across the bed, kneeling begin me and pulling down the zip at the back of my short but business-like dress. "It's just one day a month, Mav. I'm sure you can cope with that."

"Yeah well we'll see about that" I answered, standing and pulling my dress off over my head. I draped it over an arm of my armchair (Crowley's was the one on the left of the fireplace, mine's was on the right), someone would get it tomorrow after we were up for the day.

Quickly I changed into my pyjamas before lying back down on top of the rich fabric of our bed covers. I grabbed my phone from my bedside table, unlocking it and tapping on messages - 7 unread.

Four were from Dean, three from Sam. I tapped on Sam's first.

- Hi, is everything ok? Haven't heard from you in a while

- Mav Dean's getting worried about you, text one of us please

- Please text

Well shit. I went back and tapped on Dean's.

- Hey Mav, you alright? Text if you need anything - if we're leaving the bunker for a case I'll tell you

- Hey, are you okay? Text back

- Mav, is everything ok? Please, just want to hear from you

- Mav please text me

"Bugger" I muttered.

"What's wrong, Love?" Crowley lay down beside me, wrapping an arm around my shoulders and gently pulling me to his side.

"The boys have been trying to get in touch with me" I was annoyed at myself, having neglected to check my phone for the last few days. "I'll go see them tomorrow"

"If you must" Crowley sighed.

"We agreed I can leave when I want, I want to go tomorrow"

"Okay, okay, no problem Mav" he pressed a kiss to the side of my head.

"Thanks" I began texting Dean.

- Sorry, I've been busy, I forgot to check my phone. Don't worry about me, I'm fine. I'm coming back tomorrow x

Then I text Sam

- Hi, sorry I've not been replying, I'll tell you about it tomorrow, I'm coming back then. Don't worry, everything is fine x

I sat my phone down and plugged it in to charge. I didn't know how electricity worked in Hell but I wasn't going to question it. Crowley twirled my hair around his fingers, "Do you want a drink?"

"No, I'm going to go to sleep Crowley" I said tiredly.

"That's okay Darling, you deserve a good rest"

I stood and pulled back the sheets, crawling under as Crowley did the same. I curled in against him, my head on his shoulder, his arm around me, tracing patterns on my back. I waited, thinking, eventually I said, "I'm going to tell them tomorrow"

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, I'm going to have to. They're worried about me, if we leave it any longer they'll figure it out themselves and that's not something we want" I sighed.

"I suppose you're right" he groaned softly, "Do you want me to come with you?"

"No, I'll tell them myself. They'll get more pissed if you're there"

"Well that is true"

I sighed curling in tighter against him, closing my eyes. Technically Crowley didn't need to sleep, but he did, in his own way. Mentally I cursed myself for not telling Sam and Dean the truth to start with, but of course I would have been kept under house arrest if I had. I should have told them anyway, but it was too late now. It was time to get some sleep and deal with it tomorrow.