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Thea woke to find herself alone. The room was dark and quiet. Slipping out of the bed and into the bathroom, she made quick work of making herself presentable and not looking like a woman who had just slept with the King of Hell. With that thought, Thea froze.

She.

Slept.

With.

The.

King.

Of.

Hell...

Twice.

"Fuck me!" She swore. Throwing on some clothes, she ran to the library. Finding it empty, she gave a sigh of relief. Running through a mental list of possible books, she pulled a few from the shelf and settled in for some research. She was bound and determined to find out the meaning of the tattoo on her wrist. Thea was not prone to many gut feelings but hers was screaming at her that something big was going on and she was going to find out what.

Flipping through one book after another, Thea searched intently for something that would cue her in to what Crowley was up to. Finding a promising lead, she flipped through the pages of the ancient book rapidly. What she was finding was very interesting...

Meanwhile, back in Hell, Crowley was working off some tension by standing in on some of the rack sessions. He ripped through one soul after another with little mercy. Feeling better, he stepped out to clean up and change clothes when a brilliant idea hit him for the new look of Hell. Sending some of the lower demons off to start preparing, he smiled. Popping back up to the surface, he appeared in Thea's bedroom expecting find her still in bed. Discovering her bed empty, he stretched out his senses and found her in the library.

With a thought, he was in the library. Thea was stretched out on the couch with a book on her lap reading intently, he smiled. The little chit was good, he knew that when he made the deal with her. Unfortunately, he needed her distracted. Otherwise she would keep digging and there was a lot riding on what she would find.

"You know all work and no play makes Thea a dull girl." He purred, letting her know she was no longer alone.

Thea jumped, dropping the book on the couch as she turned to look at him, eyes wide.

"You need to stop doing that." She said moving and knocking the book to the floor and bunching the blankets that were covering her legs and lap.

"But it's so much fun."

Moving around the end of the couch that she was sitting on, Crowley picked up the book that was now lying on the floor. Settling on the edge of the couch by her feet and flipping though it himself, he started to chuckle softly. Instead of reading something that could clue her into his plan, she was reading a romance novel of all things.

"Oh, this is just too good."

"Give me back the book."

"Yeah, I don't think so."

"Please?" Thea pleaded with him.

He shook his head, holding the book just out of reach. "You know this is not the type of reading material I expected to find in this library."

"I was relaxing, before you so rudely interrupted." Thea made a grab for the book and he caught her easily with one arm.

"Now there, I'm just having a bit of fun. I bet if you asked nicely I'd be inclined to return your book to you, and if you are really nice, I'll demonstrate the action on say, page 145." Thea gasped in outrage and made to slap him, but he pulled her close against his chest and kissed her before she could. She relented after a few moments, wrapping her arms around his neck and responding to his touch. He plundered her mouth roughly for several long moments before breaking apart to let her catch her breath while he moved on to more interesting places.

Breaking apart to catch her breath, Thea knew that she had to stop him before things got too heated. It was a close call, switching the books before he noticed, but if she let him continue, he would find her out. She needed more time to make sense of everything she just uncovered. So many things were jumbled around in her head and she needed to think things through carefully before they got any more complicated.

"Crowley, we need to stop."

"Too late for that Ducky." He murmured against her neck, his breath sending shivers down her spine. While his hands reacquainted themselves with the curves of her body and the sensitive spots they were well familiar with.

Placing her hands on his shoulders she gently pushed him back.

"We can't do this."

"That's not what you said last night."

"I know and I was not thinking clearly, it never should have happened."

Crowley ignored her and began to place gentle kisses on her shoulders and up her neck. Thea suppressed a moan, damn that man knew what he was doing. He had discovered her sensitive spots last night and was going to exploit every last one if she let him.

"I mean it Crowley, please stop."

To Thea's surprise, he actually did stop and was now studying her intently with this dark eyes of his. She swallowed hard and pushed him back again. She had to sell this, meeting his eyes she backed away put some distance between them. After what seemed like an eternity, she broke eye contact and looked down at the floor. Feeling the couch shift, she looked back up and Crowley was now leaning back against the end of the couch, legs crossed and he was resting his arms on his leg. Fingers interlaced with his index fingers against his lips, he was still studying her. Thea had to work not to remember the feel of his hands and lips on her body last night.

She was so screwed, she couldn't think straight. Standing up quickly, she went over to the liquor cabinet and poured herself a double and drank it all in one shot. As she turned around, she came face to face with Crowley. Almost dropping her glass, she took a half a step back. Crowley took a step forward, effectively trapping her between his body and the liquor cabinet.

"Tell me the truth, Thea." He warned, forcing her to look in his eyes, "I believe you know what lies ahead if you lie to me."

Thea froze, she really shouldn't have been surprised, he was Crowley after all. She didn't think she would have been able to pull off the deception anyway. However, she had to try to come up with something that would give her more time.

"I, I ..."

Thea never got to finish her sentence before the Winchesters and Bobby entered the library, much to her relief. In a flash, Crowley was on the other side of the room. The boys gave him a wide berth, but kept a wary eye on him.

The rest of the day was spent researching the leads the boys gave her on the trail of Eve. The Mother of All, was always one step ahead, but now the boys were catching up. All was going well until Crowley moved to the couch. Thea was across the room when he sat down, and she didn't have time to stop him. Moving the blanket, he uncovered the book that she had been trying to hide from him. She swallowed hard as he realized what she had been reading. Giving her a look that made her very nervous, he made the book disappear before anyone else saw it. The whole exchange taking seconds.

"Well, ladies and gents, I do have places to be, as boring as I'm finding your company, I will be taking my leave now." Crowley's eyes never left Thea. The boys just grunted in response and Thea's hands suddenly felt clammy. She poured herself another drink to cover the shaking as Crowley disappeared.

Eventually the boys left and Thea was left alone in the library. She waited for Crowley to show back up but he didn't. She was not sure what that meant, but knew instinctively that it wasn't good. Tired and not willing to put it off anymore, she left the library and headed to her bedroom.

After a long hot shower, where she tried hard not to think about the shower from the night before, she felt better. Fresh and clean she wrapped a towel around herself and headed back into the bedroom. She felt a hand cover her mouth and then she was whisked away.

Thea's legs collapse under her as the unknown person let her go. The floor under her was rich and dark polished wood. The room was lit with candles and a huge fireplace. In front of the fireplace sat Crowley, facing the fire.

He spoke without turning.

"Step into my parlor."

"Said the spider to the fly." Thea murmured. Yup, she was in deep shit.