Long Chapter this one :) I really like the way Crowley and Castiel's relationship grows. I hope you do too.

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It was true what they said, time in Hell definitely moved slower than on earth.

A month had passed on earth, but in Hell Castiel had counted twelve. A whole year as a demon, a whole year spent with Crowley.

Month One

Castiel had decided that he didn't want his soul back. Every moment that he spent with Crowley was special, and wouldn't swap it for anything, not even a chance to return to heaven. Heaven wasn't his home anymore, the room that he and Crowley had spent every night for the past month, that was his home. The garden that Crowley had built for him, that was his home. He could never have imagined Crowley to be anything other than vindictive and cruel, but Castiel had never met the real man, the man under the sarcasm, the one that up until now, he had locked away. Crowley was the sweetest and kindest man Castiel had ever met, apart from the occasional torturing, but he had grown to put up with that side of Crowley. Castiel even helped sometimes, picking up blade after blade, slicing information out of his victims. Castiel thought that this is what made Crowley even more found of him. The fact that they were both demons now meant that they could share in the same pleasures. He had even grow to enjoy the screaming. The small part of his morality that was still intact knew that he shouldn't be feeling that way, but as the time went on, that part of him was getting smaller and smaller. In only a month of being a demon, he felt like this was what he was born to be.

The night Castiel had told him he didn't want his soul back, Crowley cried. Maybe for the first time in his life. Castiel could tell that not only had Crowley changed him, but he had dramatically changed Crowley.

The nights that followed were the best of his life.

'Cassie, I could just lie here with you forever you know. I have a hundred and one things to do, but I really couldn't give a damn at this particular moment.' Crowley stretched his arms above his head, his bones making a popping sound. 'How's about you come to work with me today eh? I hate leaving you here alone.'

'To work? You mean running hell?'

'Yeah…I'm sure you'd be great, you could be my right hand man. The good cop to my bad cop.' He winked. 'Although to be honest, I think you can be more ruthless with a knife than I am these days.' He smiled admiringly at him.

'Well I did learn to kill by the creator of the human race…I think I know the in's and out's of a human body better than anyone.'

'Well you certainly know mine,' Crowley teased.

'Ha,' Castiel laughed. 'If last night was anything to go by, there is certainly no more of your body that I could possible explore.'

The night before he and Crowley had had sex for the first time. Castiel was so nervous, being a complete novice in all areas of intimacy. Though Crowley was well versed in all aspects, and was patient with him. He tried his best to act calm and cool on the exterior, though inside he was shaking live a leaf. The first time Castiel could remember that he was genuinely scared, though not because he didn't want to go through with it, but because he didn't want to disappoint him.

Crowley started out slow, seducing him with light touches on his skin, the nibbling of his neck and lip's and a confident smile. It had been the most amazing experience of his life. The closeness of their bodies as Crowley thrust his body against his, eyes closed feeling pure ecstasy.

They finished in a puddle of sweat, panting and both reliving the last moments of joy.

Month 3

The two months that followed was full of fucking and working. Crowley had taken him to his work, as promised. It turned out that being the King of Hell was more difficult than Crowley let on. Constant rebellions between his low level 'employees' is what took up most of the time. The other big job was collecting souls from deals. Having originally been head of the crossroads demons, Crowley still had some responsibilities. Nothing that he couldn't give to another demon, but Crowley liked doing things a certain way.

'Look darling, if I could do it any other way, I would.'

'How about Rachel? She's more than proved her loyalty to you, hasn't she?' Replied Castiel, lying naked on top of the covers. 'Just come back to bed, you know you want to.' He patted the covers next to him.

'Oh god, don't in know it. But I can't keep letting Rachel handle everything. People might start to get the wrong idea. There's only one sheriff of this town, and it's me, ok?'

'Yeah yeah. I know.' Castiel Pouted.

'I'll be back before you know it.' He swung his jack over his shoulders. 'Oh, and don't forget to feel the hound.' He smiled and disappeared.

Month 5

'So, I've been hearing whispers, thorough the grape vine, that those charming Leviathans have found meat suits and are going in for the kill.'

Castiel and Crowley were sitting on a bench outside a convenience store on earth. The first time Crowley had taken him upstairs in five month.

'How'd you mean?'

'Well,' continued Crowley, 'some of my low level scum have obviously jumped ship, just like they did when dear Lucy praised us with his little upraising. Little shit. Anyway, I caught a couple of them last night, they're in that warehouse just over there,' He pointed just over the roof top of an apartment block. 'Now, I don't know what they are up to yet, I don't know if they even do themselves. The bunch of them running around like headless bloody chickens. But it's worth a gander.'

They got up and walked hand in hand towards the warehouse. They reached the entrance of the building and entered. There sitting in the middle of the floor, chained to a chairs were two demons. They already looked quite bloodied.

'Started the fun without me I see,' Castiel pouted.

'Hardly. They put up quite a struggle,' He walked over to them and took out a blade from his coat. 'Now boys, you are going to tell me everything I want to know. And I mean everything. Or Cas here is going to tear out your throats and feed it to the other. Got it?'

'Ha, yeah ok.' One of the demons spat blood onto the floor.

'Don't underestimate my feathered friends here. I've seen him rip out someone tongue with his bare hands. Quite a sight, I was impressed. Now just imagine what he could do with a set of knifes.'

'Fuck off Crowley,' the other demon jeered. 'Everyone knows you've gone soft since you started bedding that little angel. You couldn't hurt me even if…'

Crowley didn't wait for the answer. He raised the knife in his hand and thrust it into the demons right eye, only stopping when it hit bone.

'I'm so sorry, it was so rude of me to interrupt. What were you saying?' Crowley smirked, as the demon screamed and howled in pain.

'Well, I think we should start with you, seeing as your…mate…seems a little preoccupied.'

The demon stared at his friend, then back at Crowley.

'You know,' said Castiel, 'Crowley really doesn't like waiting for information. So if I were you, I'd talk quick.' He walked closer to the demon until he was nose to nose. 'I really don't have a problem cutting off his balls and shoving them in your mouth. Got it?'

'Oh Cas, you make me quiver when you get all manly.' Crowley teased.

'I umm,' Began the demon. 'I don't really know anything…' He paused. 'The Leviathan needed to find people of power to possess. They want to have power. They have plans. Their leader, he wants to create order quickly so he can carry out his grand plan.'

'Which is…?'

'I don't know! I don't know! You have to believe me. Why would they tell me? I'm a no one.'

'Shut…Up.' Growled the other demon.

'Excuse me?' Mock politeness dripping from Castiel's. 'Do you wish to contribute? No?' He took out an angel blade from under his coat and stabbed it into its leg, pinning it to his chair. He screamed again, a spurt of blood flying from his pierced artery.

'Cas, could you seriously make more mess? Look. There's blood on my shoes.' Crowley pushed Castiel playfully.

'Sorry baby. You can take over if you want?'

'Nah, I doubt these shits no anything else. I'll ask this one again tomorrow when he's stopped screaming. Hopefully he'll be more compliant.'

Month 7

Castiel spent much of the following months on earth, flitting backwards and forwards between them. Crowley joined him when he could, but it seemed his army of demons, didn't much like being directed by an ex-angel. Castiel didn't really mind this, but it made Crowley mad. On more than one occasion, Crowley got home splattered in blood, once even holding a head of a demon. With the only explanation 'They called me a poof'.

Crowley continued to treat Castiel like a king, giving him everything he asked for, and more. Castiel loved his new home. Already seven months had passed, without once going to spy on Sam or Dean.

Month 9

'I'm worried Cass.' Crowley confided. 'I popped in to see Sam and Dean today, just out of pure curiosity!'

'What! Why would you do that without telling me? They could have trapped you!'

'Now, now, don't get your knickers in a twist.'

'They aren't in a twist, you can clearly see I am not wearing any knickers,' Castiel looked confused.

'Oh Cassie, you are sweetly naïve. I though after all this time you might not take things so literal. Anyway. Don't worry about me. They didn't see me, and Dean wasn't there anyway. Seems to have had a spat with the other half.'

'Oh…well ok then. What's up with them?'

'I don't know, I'm not a marriage counsellor am I? Get off my back!

Crowley left the room. Castiel could tell there was something he wasn't telling him.

Month 12

Castiel tried to forget about Crowley's outburst. The subject of Sam and Dean was obviously a sore point.

'Umm, Crowl?'

'Yeah honey bun?'

'I was just wondering about…Sam and Dean.'

'Yeah.' He growled.

'Well you said you went to see them. You said you were worried. What were you worried about?' Castiel talked slowly, almost whispering.

'I umm, don't really want to talk about it. I had a small problem. But I'm sorting it ok?'

'I don't buy it Crowley. Will you just please tell me what's going on? You've been acting weirdly for months. Is it me? You've been spending so much time at work. I'm worried about you.'

'Don't be worried. When have I ever not been able to solve a problem? Look. I have a few things I have to work though. Nothing serious, please just trust me when I say I can protect you! I love you Cas. And I will do anything for you! You have to believe me!'

Crowley was sounding manic now. Castiel didn't know what to do, he went over and hugged him. 'Please don't worry about me. I love you so much, you have nothing to worry about.'

'Ok. I have to go, I'll be back before you know it.'

Crowley brushed Castiel's lips with his own, and let the room.

Castiel didn't know what to think. He had never seen Crowley get that worked up before.

Before Castiel could move, the wall and floor began to shake. 'No!' He shouted. He knew what this was, he was being summoned. He tried to run, he felt himself being pulled backwards, as though hooked with an invisible line just behind his shoulder blades.

He vanished from the room.

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Hoped you enjoyed this chapter! I sure as hell enjoyed writing it :D Hope the 'sex scene' was ok? I didn't want to make it very graphic, because I know some people don't like that. I really really hope no one is disappointed!

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