Hello Darling(s). I was going to go to bed but then I got the loveliest review from Alalaya2 (thank you for that) and decided to write another chapter. Who needs sleep anyhow right? Anyway as per usual please read and review (they really do make me more motivated to write).

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The three Winchester prepared the summoning ritual with minimal fuss and noise. They were all here to do a job and all of them tried to forget the outcome.

Once the ritual was complete Sam and Dean looked around.

"Maybe we didn't do it right?" Sam spoke.

"Don't worry he'll turn up at some point, when he is ready that is." Rose replied from where she was leaning against the back of one of the pews. She needed to conserve her energy as much as possible now that the final stretch was before her.

"Hello Boys….and girl" came a British accent in front of them. "Nice digs boys, tsk you know you can do better. We really don't have to keep meeting in disused buildings." Crowley continued when they all turned to him while he was looking around at the falling down church. "So who are you?" He finished bringing his stare back to Rose.

"Rose Winchester, it's a pleasure to meet you Crowley." She replied with an easy smile going to her lips.

Crowley raised an eyebrow at first the name then the accent.

"Well Moose, I must say your taste has improved." He said looking at Sam who was very confused by this sentence.

"Umm, what now?" he asked as he realised that the demon wasn't going to continue without some prompting.

"Well you wife is obviously British, though how you had time to get married since you came out of the cage is a mystery to me. Shot gun wedding was it?" was Crowley asked with an attempt at an innocent look on his face.

"Hu? I'm not married." Sam replied at the same time as Dean said "Hey why you think he's the one who's married? What about me?" This caused Crowley to turn to Dean and look him up and down before answering.

"Really Squirrel? We all know that the only one you will ever marry is Kitten."

"What? Who's kitten?" Dean turned to his brother to ask. Sam just shrugged his shoulders as confused as Dean. Rose meanwhile was enjoying the show, though she decided now was as good as time as any to step in.

"By kitten he means Castiel." she said to Dean, not taking her eyes from Crowley's. "And Crowley I'm not married into the family, I'm one of them by blood. Though you may know me better as Rose Develle."

"Bollocks. Isobel's daughter is a Winchester, should have known really." Crowley responded now paying close attention to the girl in front of him.

"Yes you should have but be that as it may-" Crowley interrupted the girl. He wanted information and she sounded like was going to ramble on like her mother did.

"It was you who raided hell wasn't it?"

"Yes" she replied, still starring him in eyes. That look was becoming quite unnerving.

"I thought it might have been then Winchesters but the angel scent I got wasn't that of Kitten, so who was it that assisted you?" he asked calming as if they were discussing something academic rather than something that actually happened.

"The same person who has been protecting me all along."

"But Loki has been protecting you." Crowley answered confused by this.

"Yes."

"Sorry love but he's a pagan-god, not an angel." Crowley said with a smirk on his face as he caught her out in her lies.

"Actually he is neither. He's an archangel and he gets kinda pissed when people call him only an angel." Came the calm reply from the girl in front of him. At this sentence he realised that she was much more of a threat to him the either the Winchester boys.

"An archangel? But I thought most of them had died during in the apocalypse." He responded keeping his new found knowledge out of his voice.

"Most people believed he died but he didn't." she replied, still in the calm reasonable tone.

"So which one is he?" he asked, ever curious.

"Gabriel."

"Of course he is bloody Gabriel. Should have seen that." He muttered to himself.

"Yes you should have but anyway we have got side tracked. We not here to discuss angels after all." Rose responded, pushing herself away from the pew she was leaning against.

"No? Then why are we here love." Crowley asked still smirking, but also wondering if he was still able to get away.

"We're here so I can complete the trials to shut the gates of hell." At this statement Crowley's eyes widened.

"No." was his automatic response but still his eyes never left the girl before him.

"Yes" Rose replied with a nod to her brothers who both moved forwards to trap Crowley with the devils trap cuffs before forcing him into the devil's trap they had drawn on the floor and hand cuffing him to the chair.

"What the bloody hell is going on." Crowley yelled as he was forced into the chair. Once he was secure Rose approached with a syringe in her hand,

"I'm going to cure you Crowley." She said as she stabbed it into his neck and pushed down the plunger.

"No you can't…. that can't-"

"Yes I can and I will Crowley and once I'm finished you will be as human as we are. Just be glad I'm not sending you back downstairs with the rest of the vermin." Rose cut him off, looking at him with hard eyes. She wasn't going to be playing any games with him anymore. Not now, she had a job to do.

For Isobel.