"It's been a fucking month" she screams at the demons stood
before her as she threw the whiskey glass at the wall.
"Are you telling me that no one has seen or heard of my Husband in a month?" Crawling her nails at the desk at her attempts to hold back her fury. "You need to find him! And I'll gut who ever has the audacity to keep him from me... Now get out! And find him!"
As the demons scurried from the office she sank down into the chair, arms shaking.
"Oh lover where are you?" She sighs.

"Well boys, you little plan to cure me didn't take, so what's next? Little round of torture? I hope so a mans got needs you know"
Dean's rolls his eyes.
"Come on Crowley! We need to get Abaddon and you want her dead as much as we do. She's going after your throne Crowley"
For the first time Dean saw fear in the Demons eyes.
"Was that fear I see Crowley?"
"Shut up! you Bloody idiots have no idea what you've done keeping me here! You've taken me from my Queen, to leave her to deal with Abaddon alone! And trust me if anything happens to her, all the powers in the world won't stop me ripping you limb from limb!"
"You're married!" Sam spat back in shock. "Who's your wife Crowley? You help us and we'll help you"
"If you think I'm going to trust you two morons you've got another thing coming! But as a good will gesture I'll give you names of her chosen favourite playthings... But for this information I want my wife brought here to me so I can see with my own eyes she's ok, or there is no deal"
"So you want us to go on a demon rescue mission? You've got to be kidding me? She'll try to kill us on sight!" Dean scoffed at him.
"Well you can let me go and get her myself but I have a funny feeling you're not going to let that happen are you?"
"Fine Crowley, Deal but you're going to have to give us some information on how on earth we are going to find the Queen of hell if she doesn't want to be found"

Stood in a filthy low end motel room, Charlotte couldn't believe how quickly everything has turned on her since her
husbands disappearance. The demon who were her closest allies are now hunting her down. So now was the time to lay low until she heard anything on the grapevine about her beloved. Laying her tired body down on the questionable bedspread, she could have quite easily burst into tears. For the first time since she was human she was genuinely scared. She desperately wanted to find Crowley because she refused to believe that he abandoned her like the sleaze ball demons who tried to attack her had said. Something had happened to him and she was determined to find out what. The fact that Abaddon had declared herself the new Queen just added salt to an already painful wound. She needed her husband, and just as she was about to ward the room she had found herself in, the door burst open and flew off its hinges and 4 demons piled in the room. She hit the first one with a fireball with her lightening quick reactions, but the second caught her off guard and threw and pinned her to the nearest wall with a sickening crunch.
"Look what we found lads Crowley's little whore!"
The tall dark haired demon grabbed her face and pressed himself fully against her.
"I wonder if she opens her legs for every man she meets or is this just demons you've got a kick for sweetheart" slanting his month over hers as she struggled to get him away from her.
"Fuck you! You better pray I find you before my husband because I'd just rip you apart, but my husband would take his time fucking destroying you, just for the pleasure of it!" She seethed.
"Oh she's fiery can see why Crowley chose to fuck her. He always did like them to fight back"
With that he ripped her shirt from her body exposing her bra. He ran his hand down her cheek as he got close to her mouth she took her chance and bit into his hand tearing the flesh and got some sweet satisfaction for him jumping back from the shock but that changed when his fist connected with her cheek bone, causing blood to ooze from her mouth. Before she knew what was happening all 4 four of them we're kicking, slapping and punching every inch of her body they could reach. As she was trapped against the wall their demonic powers holding her up, she hoped she would pass out soon just to give herself chance to steel herself more against the onslaught.
Then as her vision blurred and the impacts suddenly stopped and a hazy orange light blinded her shaky sight. She suddenly collapsed to the floor unable to hold her own weight on her battered legs.
"Just Great! now Crowley's going to think we battered his wife"
"Shut up Dean! We need to get her to the bunker before anyone sees we were here"

As she came around she found herself in a strange room, that was almost cell like in it simplicity and Sam Winchester standing over her.
"Oh you've got to be fucking kidding me! My day can officially not get any worse"
As she tried to sit up and try and get out of the hunters way she gently pushed her back against the mattress.
"Charlotte you need to rest up so you can heal."
"Why on earth would you care if I heal or not? You're only going to kill me anyway. So you might as well get on with it"
Sam Sighs and sits down on the chair near the bed.
"I'm not going to Kill you. We actually need your help"
She scoffs and it sends a shooting pain down her side which caused her to wince.
"Help you? Why the fuck would I do that?"
"Because we know where your husband is Charlotte... So are you going to help us or not? We need Abaddon's head on a spike, and I'm fairly certain you and Crowley want that too. So we could be very useful to each other"
"That is true, but there's one condition!... I wish to speak to my Husband alone first. Then I'll tell you want to know"

Being led by Dean down what she could only assume are endless corridors. Her eye shielded by a blindfold. She hears the sound of a heavy door sliding open.
"Well Boys! You could at least allow some light on the situation" Crowley drawls before raising his head as the overhead lighting flicker on. His attention is immediately drawn to the blindfolded woman brought before him. His heart races in the hope that he will finally lay eyes on his Queen again. Her body is battered and bruised but her face and hair is obscured from him by the devil trap marked bag over her head. He knows if the Winchesters have done this to his wife he will find a way of killing them. Deal or no deal. No one harms Charlotte.
Dean rips the blindfold from Charlotte's head as she blinks to adjust to the light, her breath become shallow as she finally lays her eyes on her husband. Chained to a chair sat inside a devil's trap, she glares at the only Winchester in the room.
"I believe the deal was I would be alone! ...I will remove you by force Dean Winchester if you so much as try anything!... You need me more than you would care to admit or I wouldn't be in this room right now... So go on boy out you go!" She smiled sweetly at him as his fists clenched, showing he was no way in favour of the current situation. The door creaks closed behind him, and before she speaks or even turns to her husband she mutters an incantation under her breathe to shield the room to any attempts at eavesdropping.
"Now we can speak freely my love"
Taking in her appearance the bruised cheeks and split lip, his eyes burnt with fury.
"Did those two morons do that to you? If they did I will rip them apart!"
"Shhh my King No! Actually believe it or not they saved me"
His eyebrows raised as he took in her statement
"Saved you?! From what?"
She debated for a second before decided she had to tell him the truth.
"Demons loyal to Abaddon... She has decided to declare me your whore and unfit to rule in your absence and is now trying to claim the throne for her own by delcaring she sis the new Queen... You have to forgive me my lover, I went into hiding. The 4 demons that tracked me down attempted to find out how much of a whore I really was...but luckily for me the Winchester's arrived before any real damage was done"
His hand clenched on to the arms of the chair, as he fought his boiling anger.
"That bitch! Oh sweetheart please tell me they didn't..."she cut of the end of his sentence.
"No Crowley... Only you get to touch me like that my lover... I would rather die then let another man near me!"
A small amount of relief crossed his face. If he knew the Winchesters like he thinks he does he had also been denied the opportunity for retribution against the scum who dared to attempt such things against his wife. as they would no longer be breathing. But once he was out of the godforsaken room they are holding him in, he was going to make damn sure they was dead.
As he looked back at his beautiful wife he noticed she was bent down scraping the paint from the devils trap on the floor so she could at least get close to him.
"I wish I could get you out of here my love but they have told be about the chains they have you bound with...,"
"Shhh it's ok my little wife, I know you would if you could"
He brushed his hand across her cheek as she knelt before him resting her head against his leg.
"I just don't know what to do next...I'm not safe without you. I need you"
He ran his fingers gently through her hair savouring her touch as he didn't know when she would get chance to be with her again.
"You're more powerful than you believe darling, you just need to trust yourself"
She moved to face him.
"I ran and and hid Crowley! You should hate me for it, but I had to! you have believe that it wasn't a selfish move!" She begged him to understand.
"It's ok Charlotte we'll get our throne back and even if it was selfish I wouldn't care. I have to have you safe"
She shook her head.
"I would have died to protect your throne but I couldn't not now"
Confusion racked the kings face.
"What do you mean not now?"
She raised herself up and pressed her lips firmly to his before resting her forehead to his and closing her eyes.
"Because I'm pregnant my love"