Quick question, if anyone has a idea that I can do for filler please let me know. I want to try and do at least 10 chapters of them not knowing their secret but I could use some idea! Thanks!

Chapter 4 - Another Case, Another Encounter

A week later, it was becoming clear that the whole thing with Crowley was making me agitated. While I haven't been seeing him at the most random of times, he has been texting me.

Of course nothing bad comes from the texts. It's usually just a simple 'how are you' or 'what are you up to' stuff like that.

But it doesn't change how I keep going from thinking he's stalking me and possibly a monster trying to get into my head or a genuine good guy that actually pays attention to me.

"Urg…." I groaned from the love seat in the living room, where I was laying down at. "The one guy that actually seems to like me and I'm not sure if I can trust him or not." I then put my hands on my face.

"Still thinking of him? Has he done anything recently?" Faith asked, coming in and sitting by Kevin on the couch.

"Other than some basic texts about my day and stuff, no. I haven't seen him and have only talked to him via text messaging." I replied.

"Well, what does your mind say about him?" She questioned.

"That I shouldn't immediately trust him and to think things through, playing as smart as I can." I said.

"…And your heart?" She added.

"It's complicated." I removed my hands and looked at her. "Having crushes and being unsure of wanting a relationship isn't fun."

"I know. But I'm sure your mind and heart will work things out." She said.

"I hope." I said, before getting up. "I'm going to go look for a new case. Anything to get my mind off him."

"Okay." Faith nodded.

Grabbing my phone from the coffee table, I headed towards my room and got my laptop out.

After about 20 or so minutes, I did come across something that seemed unusual and suspicious.

"Hey, Faith!" I called. "Come here!"

I listened for her footsteps and motioned her over when she appeared in my doorway.

"Look at this." I said, moving my laptop towards her.

"People mauled by large dogs" She read. "Only no one saw any dogs."

"That sounds like something for us to do." I said as she read the article.

"Yeah. Sounds like Hellhounds." Faith replied.

"It's a good thing we got angel blades and those Hellhounds glasses from Sam and Dean." I said, fortunate that the boys had given us a few of each in case we ever needed them. "Question is, how many people sold their souls in this small town?"

"Apparently a lot." Faith said. "Well, I guess we better get packing before those Hellhounds leave."

As she left, I got up and started packing a bag. Once I was packed, I started searching for any articles that could give a hint as to who the next victim could be.

"Aha." I muttered, finding something from 10 years ago.

"Teenager, Maggie Lee, wins Beauty Pageant after stumbling in the second to last round."

"Did you sell your soul, Maggie?" I asked myself as I wrote down her name and the date from when it was posted, which was getting close to being 10 years ago.

Afterwards, I turned off my laptop and packed it with the rest of my stuff before bringing it to the front door.

- Later on -

Eventually we reached the small town. On the way, I checked all over the internet and couldn't find anything on where Maggie Lee could be at. So we decided to stop at town hall and the library.

Or Faith did at least. She's better at that type of stuff than I am. While she was doing that, I was in the motel room, trying to find anyone else that could be another victim.

My phone then started to vibrate beside me. Unconsciously, I picked it up and answered without checking who it was.

"Hey Faith." I said without thinking.

"Not Faith but hello to you too." Crowley's voice came through.

"Oh sorry, C-Crowley." I said, suddenly feeling nervous.

"What are you up to?" He asked.

"Nothing." I replied. "Just…laying around..."

"Ah well, I can't help but notice you aren't home right now. Yes?"

"Yeah…Faith and I got up earlier and went on another short trip. She's elsewhere doing something else right now." I replied.

"You truly love traveling about." Crowley said.

"Yep." I said. "I sure do."

"Well, let me know when you're home so we can go do something, or who knows, maybe you'll see me there." Crowley said as I raised a eyebrow.

"So we'll be back to see each other in the most random places at the most random times?" I questioned.

"Pretty much. Nothing wrong with a surprise meeting, is there?"

"No. I guess not." I replied as Faith walked in. "Listen, I got to go…"

"I suppose I do too. See yah soon, darling." Crowley said and hung up.

"Let me guess…that was Crowley?" Faith asked and I nodded.

"Apparently we might run into each other here at some point." I lowered my phone and she gave a puzzled look.

"Okay that's creepy." Faith said. "Do you think he's stalking you?"

"I did but I'm not sure anymore. I mean, he hasn't actually done anything other than show up wherever we are." I replied as she sat down at the table.

"Maybe you're right…." Faith trailed off.

"I'm right about what?" I asked, now confused.

"Maybe he is a monster and that's how he's able to get to wherever we are so fast." Faith replied.

"He could be but I haven't seen him here yet. If he was a monster, what exactly would he be waiting for?" I asked.

"I don't know…maybe he wants to wait until you're vulnerable."

"Well, he'll have another thing coming. After all, we are hunters with just about any weapon that can kill mostly anything." I replied, laying back in my bed. "Anyway, find out anything?"

"I got a address of that Maggie Lee and already spoke with her. Apparently she did sell her soul to win that Pageant 10 years ago." Faith responded.

"And…?" I trailed off.

"I gave her a angel blade since a hellhound could come for her any day now." She replied.

"That's good." I nodded. "I haven't been able to find any more possible victims. Those that I did find are already dead. Why don't we go back to that girl and keep her safe?"

"Sounds like a plan." Faith said as we both got up.

- Later Because I don't feel like adding the Hellhound death -

"Well, we did it." Faith said as we sat down at a booth inside of a diner for dinner.

"Thank God. But I wonder if anymore Hellhounds will come after her?" I asked. "I mean, we did leave her a pair of glasses and a angel blade just in case but you never know."

"We can only hope there won't be anymore." Faith replied before picking up a menu.

"Anyway, I'm starving. Let's enjoy this peaceful dinner. And to make things better, no sign of Crowley. Haven't even had him on my mind the last few hours." I smiled.

"That's good." Faith said. "Maybe you won't have to worry about him anymore. He was probably joking about being here."

"Yeah. Probably." I giggled.

Soon enough, the waitress came and took our orders. Once she did, Faith stepped outside to call Kevin. As I got my phone out to keep myself busy, I sensed someone sitting down in front of me, without even looking up to see them sit down.

"Ahem." A specific British voice got my attention.

"Thought you were lying about being here." I smiled, turning off my phone, and looking up to him.

"I've been busy." Crowley said sounding irritated, and not even looking at me but out the window.

"Everything alright? You sounded fine earlier. But you sound irritated now."

"I suppose I am." Crowley huffed.

"….Wanna talk about it?" I asked after a moment.

"Look, no offensive but you wouldn't understand. Let's just say something has been taken from me and I'm about ready to make it personal with whoever did it." Crowley looked from the window to me.

"Fair enough. I guess I'll be the same way, depending on what was taken from me." I replied. "Thing is, is it something replaceable?"

"Yes and no." Crowley said after thinking about that for a moment. "It's still something I loved and now I might lose another. Understand?" I nodded.

"Well, I hope it all works out." I replied, unsure of what to say.

"Thank you, Lexi." Crowley said, sounding sincere.

"You're welcome." I reply. "Sorry I don't really know what to do about your problem."

"Don't worry about it, it's nothing that you need to worry about." Crowley replied. "If you don't mind me asking, why here?"

"What?" I tilted my head, confused.

"Why this place? Surely you could've afforded something more….better. Or do you travel too much for nicer restaurants?" Crowley asked.

"Yeah I guess you can say we travel too much for anything better. Plus we didn't want something too big." I replied and he nodded, understandingly.

"How long will you be here?" He asked.

"Till tomorrow." I replied and glanced over at the door behind him to see Faith walking back in.

Turning, Crowley noticed the same thing and got up.

"I'll see you around darling." He winked and was about to walk away as Faith came up to us, before he stopped and looked back to me. "Before I forget, Lexipup, please do continue that crush you clearly still have on me. I quite enjoy it."

With that, Crowley walked away, leaving the building and leaving me almost screaming. Once Faith sat down, she saw I was so nervous that I was practically shaking.

"Well, that was something." Faith said. "You okay?"

"I think so..." I replied, quietly. Looking out the window, I couldn't see him anywhere. "…I think he enjoys tormenting me like that."

"Seems like it." Faith agreed. "But…do you think he has a crush on you too? Could be why he likes being playful about your crush on him."

"I….I guess…maybe…." I stammered. "Please can our food get here soon?" I suddenly changed the subject, looking away from the window.

Meanwhile, Crowley had disappeared the moment he knew I wasn't looking at him. He quite liked my company since I didn't talk about his flaws or deem him as a enemy over one…two…okay, a lot of things.

It was also plainly obvious that I liked him back since I keep getting flustered around him. Especially when he brings up my crush on him.

One day he'll like to talk for more than a short time but right now he has other things he has to worry about.

Standing outside of a house, he knew this is where his hellhounds were dropping like flies at and planned on getting back at the one killing them all. They couldn't keep their soul forever.

"Hello, darling." Crowley said, appearing behind Maggie Lee.

"Ahhh!" She screamed. "Who are you!?"

"Name's Crowley. King of Hell. And if I'm right, you are the one that has been killing my puppies." Crowley growled.

"What? N-No." Maggie backed away from him only to hear growls coming from behind her.

Turning around, she didn't see anything but once she put on the Hellhound glasses…

"P-Please." Maggie begged.

"You sold your soul. It's been 10 years. Now you pay the price." Crowley stated before whistling. "Get 'er, pups." He commanded.

By that point, Maggie was in tears. She raised the angel blade that she had grabbed from the table only for Crowley to throw it out of her hand.

"No, no. You aren't killing them too." Crowley said as Maggie was tackled to the floor.

As he watched his hellhounds kill her, he couldn't help but notice the glasses that has since fallen from her face.

Walking over to them, he picked them up and noticed that they were very similar to the ones the Winchesters owned.

Growling to himself, he knew he had to deal with them.

"Moose, Squirrel." Crowley said, angrily as he appeared in the bunker in the main area. "We need to talk…."