The song here is "Fall Fast" by With Beating Hearts.
Fall Fast
Crowley laid on that bed, out cold, for hours and if he spoke, it was garbled sentences. She sat on the bed next to him or stood by the window, watching the sun set, seeing Crowley in the reflection of the glass. When she got tired of standing, she'd sit on a cozy chair facing the bed, where she continued to watch the demon she loved.
Juliet and Ginger roamed around the house, as if keeping guard. Clara had no problem with that. She hated to admit it, but Crowley was very vulnerable at this time and Hellhounds were the best defense, besides a Cambion.
While Clara waited patiently for Crowley to snap out of his addiction, her mind wondered. She thought of so many things, most of them pointless and insignificant, like her mother. However, she lingered on one thought: Dean.
Crowley had handled himself better than her when she met Dean. Even though Dean wears the Mark of Cain, she was certain there was more to as why she felt somewhat afraid of him. The way he looked at her and Crowley caught on too, but he just seemed slightly jealous. Was Crowley as unnerved by Dean as she was?
Dean Winchester, a former hunter who, probably wanted Crowley dead at some point, was a demon and not just an ordinary demon: one who possessed the Mark of Cain and the First Blade. He was powerful and it began to worry Clara.
She didn't want to sit there and worry even more than she already was. So she thought about other things and one thought struck her. She allowed it to linger, knowing that it would take her mind off of Dean.
Crowley had told her she was growing stronger and he had never explained what he meant. Maybe he didn't have to. Back at their apartment, when she looked into the mirror in her old jeans and shirt, she told herself she was the same person. Now she had to admit to herself that it wasn't completely true. She had changed.
On Earth, she was a human with a splash of demon. She was a human, a rebel, able to do what she pleased with unexplainable power. She was a human who lived longer than most because her power enabled it. She was a human isolated from the world because she was the only one of her kind.
In Hell, she was a demon with a splash of humanity. She was a demon in love with another who also had a hint of humanity, the King (which was an important fact to not neglect). She was the Queen of Hell and when she spoke, the demons listened (mostly because the King would be pissed if they didn't). She was a demon that wouldn't live as long as the rest, like Crowley, and her soul… where would it go? Stay in Hell? What about the human side of her soul?
However, Clara wasn't certain that's what Crowley meant.
That's when she believed she was onto something. She stood up and imagined her old apartment that was in miles from Costa Rica, like another country type of miles. She doubted it would work, but she had to try, if she was right in her thoughts.
She snapped her fingers and looked around, taking in the familiar layout of her apartment. Everything was just the way she had left it, sigils and all. She snapped her fingers again and was back in the bedroom with Crowley out cold.
That's what he meant: her powers were stronger. Why? Why now? It couldn't be because she was now Queen of Hell. Crowley didn't pass on power with the title of Queen. It was impossible, not unless she made a deal. Well, she did, but it didn't involve more power. The deal was Queen for mostly insignificant things, just to see if he was being serious (or taking her seriously, for that matter).
The only thing she could think about was Hell. Was her demon side getting stronger because it was residing in Hell? If so, that had to be a good thing. Maybe she could be as powerful as Crowley and together, they could strike fear in humans and demons alike.
Then maybe she wouldn't have to worry so much about Dean.
Clara walked over to the bed and curled up beside her lover, her worry slightly fading away. She wrapped an arm around his waist and rested her head on his shoulder, nuzzling her nose in his neck as she closed her eyes.
