Crowley looked into her green eyes and gave her the most genuine smile she'd ever seen. "Now we talk." He snapped his fingers and they were in a luxurious room overlooking the Eiffel tower. Katherine gasped as she took in the scene of the city and stood outside on the porch, letting the wind brush over her and a real smile graced her lips for the first time in weeks. "This is incredible. Who would've thought, the king of hell has a soft and romantic side" she said as she turned to face him. "I've missed you" she started as she sat on the edge of the bed. "After that night I just couldn't face anyone. I was embarrassed for anyone to find out and everything just happened at once. I started second guessing why you would have any interest in me other than for your own personal gain. But I hope we can move forward from this." Her eyes stayed focused on the floor for a moment, taking in the words as she poured out her confession. After a long pause, she looked up to Crowley whose eyes were focused on her, thinking.
"Love…" he started off, moving across the room and taking a seat next to her. "I gave you space. You humans are so sensitive, I know it must've been a lot for you. But I also wanted to give you time to really think about if this relationship was for you. I'll admit that I'm falling for you. I can't explain it and I sure as hell wished I wasn't falling in love with a damn Winchester, but here we are. You have this pull on me that I can't shake no matter what I do." He reached into his pocket and pulled the golden bracelet out, then placed it on her wrist and clasped it together. "It's always been yours." Katherine looked from Crowley, down to the bracelet, then back up to him, tears forming in her eyes. She leaned in and kissed him softly, then started to get a little more passionate as she straddled his hips and placed her hands on either side of his face.
After a few moments, she pulled back and took a few breaths, hesitantly getting off of him. "I want to do this with you…just not right now. I'm not quite ready yet." She braced herself for him to get upset, but was pleasantly surprised when he spoke. "Love, I've waited this long for you, what's a few more months?" She smiled, then rolled her eyes as she looked down at her continually vibrating phone. "Sam." She looked back up to Crowley and back down at the phone. "I think I should go back." He nodded his head and snapped his fingers so she was back at the bunker, but he did not follow suit. She glanced around and saw him nowhere, but saw her brothers barreling towards her. Dean was the first to step up to her and grasp her hands, lifting her arms and checking her out to make sure she was okay. "Are you hurt? Where did he go? If that bastard touched you, he's dead."
Kate rolled her eyes and pulled away. "Relax, guys. He saved us, okay? He just wanted to chat. All is good." Sam and Dean looked at each other, then back to their sister. "All is good?" Sam spoke up. "Kate, all is not good. You cut things off with him, remember? We need to keep it that way, he's the king of hell. You can't get mixed up with him." Kate started to get frustrated, she just wanted everything to be okay between all of them. "Look, I'm twenty two, I can make my own decisions. I decide who I want to date or not date, got it?" Dean looked taken aback and scoffed. "Yea right, pipsqueak. You're our younger sister and we're telling you not to date him. Date anyone else if you have to, though I prefer you date no one."
Kate looked between the two of them before settling her eyes on Dean. "What's so bad about him? Hmm? He saved you guys…he saved me. He's protected me since day one, what else could you want?" Dean shook his head and could feel the vein starting to pop in his forehead. "Katherine, he didn't protect you the night you were raped, so he can't be all that great." She took a sharp breath in and felt the hurt wash over her. "Well neither did you." And with that she left the room and went down the hall to her bedroom and locked the door, flopping on her bed and letting out a large sigh.
Sam and Dean sat down at the table in silence for a moment. "I shouldn't have said that, I just snapped. I don't know why she's with that asshole" Dean said softly. Sam shook his head and shrugged. "I don't know, man, but you did cross a line with her. I mean she's already going through enough without us bringing that up." Dean nodded and stood up from the table. "I'm going to talk to her" he said as he started heading down the hallway. He could hear her crying outside of her room and felt guilt wash over him instantly. He let out a heavy breath and knocked on the door. "Hey, peanut, can I come in?"
Kate sniffled and stood up, drying some of her tears as she unlocked the door. "Peanut? You used to call me that when I was five." She turned and walked back to her bed, laying down and curling into a ball. Dean looked down at her sadly, then looked down at the floor. "I'm sorry, I really shouldn't have said that. I snapped. And truth be told, I'm not angry at him about that. I'm angry at myself. I should've been there to protect you." He sighed and looked up at the ceiling, then over to his sister. "Why do you care about Crowley so much?"
Kate was silent for a few moments, taking in his words and thinking. "I don't know, Dean. Trust me, if I could like anyone else as much as I like Crowley it would be great, easy. I just can't explain it, but he's different with me and I feel a different energy when I'm with him. I don't feel myself anymore if we're not together which terrifies me because I don't want to be that dependent on someone, especially the king of hell. I think I love him and I just…all I want is a chance, and for you guys to give him a chance."