Catt wakes up rolling over in her silky, red sheets. She goes flying backwards in fear as Crowley is laying right next to her. "What the hell are you doing here?" Catt screams at the demon King of Hell. "Seriously?" She yells as she gets up off the floor.

Crowley chuckles at the brunette. "Oh nothing, just came to see how your hangover was going," he replied happily, getting off Catt's bed.

"Well, it's okay I guess," Catt replies confused. "Crowley, can I ask you a serious question?" She looks up at him with pleading brown eyes. There is so much she wants to say to him that she just can't get out.

"I don't see why not," he tells Catt, waiting for her question. "I suppose you just did though," he smirks at her with an overused joke. He ignores the glare coming from Catt and keeps the smirk on his face.

"Crowley, like you said before, you can do almost anything right? I hate it here. I hate being held down by the fact that I have to stay here and do everything right, and I can't live. Crowley, please take me away from here. I need you to take me somewhere that is far away from here. Please, Crowley, I'll go anywhere with you," Catt pleads and begs with him.

Crowley looks at Catt wide eyed and confused. "Catt, are you sure about this? Being a bit irrational maybe?" he asked her worried. "What about Kira? You know, the loud, obnoxious girl outside that for some reason you're friends with?" he clarifies, not quite sure how to respond to Catt's request.

"Please, Crowley, I need out. I need you," Catt pleads still feeling her head pounding from her hangover. She feels sick to her stomach and woozy, but she knows she's being rational, not irrational. "Please," she begs straightening out her sheets.

Crowley frowns at the girl and grabs onto her arms. "Catt, you're hungover and sick; just go back to sleep and when you get better, if you still want me to take you, I will," he promises her, knowing he'll regret it.

Catt lays down on the bed scooting close enough to Crowley to put her head on his suited chest. "You promise?" She asks sighing. Her arm falls over his side as she snuggles into his warmth. Catt yawns loudly. "Crowley?"

Crowley nods frowning and replies, "I promise, now, just get some sleep, alright darling?" He waits till she falls asleep to get up and flash out of the room.

Dean chuckles at the surprise on Kira's face, opening a beer and taking a sip. "How have you been, Kira?" Dean asks with a smile, taking a seat next to her. He flips through the channels on her television.

Kira sighs with a smile and replies, "I've been fine, how about you Dean?"

She takes the remote out of Dean's hand and leaves it on the channel it's on. "How've you and Sam been?" she asks the older hunter.

"Well, um, Sam's out. He doesn't want this anymore. I'm not forcing him. Actually, I met up with one of your old friends," Dean motions to the kitchen area where a black haired girl sat. She looks up with a smile stretching from ear to ear. Her bright green eyes fill with adventure and excitement. "Raven, why don't you bring you and your pretty little self in here with your old 'bestie'?" Dean tells the girl with a smirk on his face.

Kira gets up and walked over to Raven, matching her friend's smile. "Hey, long time no see," she greets. She looks back over at Dean on her couch. "How'd you end up with this pie loving, dumbass?" Kira asks, smirking at Dean.

Raven laughs a bit. "Well, we're dating actually, so I guess it's because I like him just a little," Raven snarkily replies to her once closest friend. Raven looks over to Dean who grabs her around the waist as she stands near to him. Dean smirks as Raven plants a kiss right on his cheek.

Kira smiles at Raven happily. "What ever happened to living the freelife alone forever?" Kira asks her friend, remembering her friend's old, brilliant plan to escape, well, everything. "You seemed so keen on going through with it."

The green eyed girl sighs deeply remembering everything from her youth. It was different now. She's 27, and she needs to get on with life. "Well, it's different. I decided to stop running from my problems and face them. Well, damn it, I did it. Even though it might be with copious amounts of alcohol and lusting after Dean Winchester, but I did it," Raven addresses Kira with a smile on her face.

Kira makes a disgusted face. "Eww, Winchester lust," Kira groaned in disgust. "But, I'm proud of you for fixing it," Kira smiles and hugs Raven, "really I am. Want something to drink, eat?" She asks, still smiling widely.

Dean smiles that Dean Winchester grin. "We really would like to, but we have a hunt to get to. Would you like to come?" Dean offers to the teal eyed girl. Raven nods excitedly wanting to spend all the time she can with Kira. "So, what's it going to be?"

"I, uhh, I wouldn't quite call me hunting very good choice," Kira replies, "but, I could try it out again I suppose." She smiles at Raven's excitement and laughs a bit. "Still hyper as ever I see."

"Let's roll then," Dean tells Kira with a smirk. He grabs his keys out of his greenish coat pocket. Raven hangs onto his arm as the three go down the stairs of the apartment building. "So, girls, think we can handle a few mediocre demons?" Dean aks knowing the response from Raven, but he doesn't know Kira's reply.

Kira nods, getting into the backseat of the Impala. "If I can remember, yes," she replies, smiling to hide her worry. Knowing she hadn't hunted in god knows how long, the amount of worry Kira had was quite a lot. Quite frankly, she just agreed to go because of Raven.

"Kira, of course we can take a few measly demons down easily," Raven chuckles. Her green eyes light up as she looks at Dean who speeds out of the asphalt lot. Kira's phone starts to ring.

Kira fishes the phone out of her pocket and answers it, "Hello?" She motions for Dean to turn down his music, only to be ignored until Raven does it.

"Kira?" a man's deep voice comes over the phone. The word was slurred and coughing takes over the other end of the phone. "My brother won't answer me," he tells the teal eyed girl. "I just want him to forgive me," the slurred speech comes again.

Kira raises an eyebrow. "Sam? What's going on, are you drunk?" Kira asks the man on the phone. She looks up at Dean confused, wondering if what Dean had told her about Sam was a lie.

"That's not Dean-" the line goes dead.