I'm a little bit bored right now, so I decided to update today... It's not the longest chapter, but I hope you like it anyway :)

Just minutes later Crowley could celebrate the probably greatest deal he ever made in his career as crossroads demon. Under his customers weren't only politicians, bankers and more or less his own girlfriend, but also priests, cardinals and a couple of popes and now even an angel.

Castiel needed purgatory, just as much as Crowley needed it. He hadn't told Fiona about it, although it was kind her idea. He would tell her, but just when everything was save.
And after he was done talking with Cas everything was save.

Somewhere else Fiona took her laptop and searched for new cases, actually there were always cases, but not on that day, so she decided to just stay on the couch and relax until he was back, what – against her expectations – took pretty long.
It was already dark outside as he appeared next to the table and placed a glass on it "What a day" he said. Fiona, who was reading in a book about local myths put it away, looked at him and just narrowed "What?"

"Where the hell have you been?"

"Right there." The demon leaned against the table and held his glass out to Fiona. She stood up, took it thankfully and leaned next to him.

"You don't expect me to ask how your day was, right?"

"No, but… but there is something else we should talk about." Fiona's eyes widened slightly "Not that kind of things!" he went over to the couch and sat down, waiting until she sat next to him. "You remember our little deal, do you?"

"Yeah, you still owe me something."

"Right, just tell me what you want, I will get it for you" Fiona opened her mouth but he silenced her with holding his hands up "Not yet. First you need to listen. I want to… let's say extend the deal a little."

Fiona giggled quickly "You want me to promise you my eternal love. I understand."

"Shut it and be serious for once, would you? I need you to help me find something." He explained "Something… very important."

Fiona looked right into his eyes for a long moment. "What is that?" she said slowly.

"Well, I think you will be less than thrilled about it…" he started and avoided her gaze "But it's totally necessary and…"

Fiona tilted her head "Crowley?"

"I need it!" He protested although he hadn't really told her what he needed so much.

"Hell! Tell me, what is it?" she shouted than gave a sigh "Demons."

"It's just… you know… a teeny little…" Fiona glared at him "purgatory."

Fiona started laughing "Purgatory? Oh dear, that's cute, for a moment I thought –" as she noticed his serious gaze and her grin dropped immediately "No, no sweetie, you don't want to find purgatory."

"It is energy, pure energy and there are thousand, no, millions of souls, just waiting to get out." With a frown he added she shouldn't call him those nicknames.

"Huh. He wants to find purgatory." Fiona muttered and supported her head on her knees "This guy wants to find purgatory. T-that's crazy. Okay. Okay, okay, o-okay.." She looked back at him "Question: how do you want to find purgatory? Not that I'd think that's a very good idea, but… uh… How? Do you have a map or something?"

"Not quite yet, but" Crowley grinned slightly "Let's say I know who –or what- has, and you, my favorite little hunter, you can get them to me. So, the new deal is: You get them to me, and you get two wishes for free."

Fiona thought about it for a very long moment. She wanted to help him, but purgatory? Purgatory was something huge, something above her and everything she saw before. It was a hard decision, and Fiona hated decisions.
"Will both of us survive it?" Crowley shrugged "Okay, you know what, I'm in." Crowley wanted to say something, but Fiona cut him short "But… but I don't want to make it a deal. I do this for you, Crowley."

"Perfect!"

"But uh… what is it that I have to get you?" she laughed silently "What is it that the great King of Hell wants, huh?"

Crowley glared at her "I hate it when you do that!" he shouted and leaned back "Alphas, Fiona. First one of a kind. You know what I mean, first vampire, first werewolf, et cetera."

Nodding Fiona climbed onto his lap "And you want to tell me how do I find those alphas?" she asked quietly and leaned slightly forward.

"Later maybe."

"I would tell it now…" Fiona muttered "'course later I could be busy." She leaned further forward and gave him a quick kiss "Now tell me."

"The other monsters, just get them to me"

Fiona nodded and pressed her lips on his again, moving them slowly. He kissed her back, of cause he did, but she broke the kiss for a few words anyway. She didn't really pulled away, just far enough to speak "You know what I hate about you?" she asked "You're not the type for this."

"For what?" Crowley answered.

"I know that that's not the way you like it, I know you well enough to know you like it rough and senseless." She slightly bit down on his lip, causing him to take in a sharp breath.

"Actually I –" she silenced him with a new kiss that turned out to be just that what Fiona described, rough and senseless.

"See?" she laughed silently "What you want are bruises on my body and red scratches on your back at the morning after."

"Honestly… Most of the time… yes." Crowley also grinned "But I can be romantic!" he protested.

"I know" Fiona breathed and bit down on his lip again. This time hard enough to taste blood. He pushed her over, so that she lay flat on the couch, her hands over her head. "Uh, uh, not here." She muttered and pushed the two of them into a sitting position, then pulled him over to the bed.

Minutes later all their clothes were gone. She sat on top of him, kissing him heavily. His warm hands on her body felt great, and she wanted him, she wanted him more than anything else.
And it was exactly that, what Crowley liked. He got his scratches, Fiona her bruises, even if she didn't felt it.

Crowley lay next to her, gave her a long, gentle kiss and stroked her arm "What did I say?" Fiona whispered "I like this side of you" she moved even closer to him "Not that I wouldn't like the other one, but now I can do this" she picked up the kiss and stroked over his chest "Usually you would protest."

"You can do that anytime you want, darling."

Fiona chuckled silently "I love it when you call me that." She knew that he usually said it to a lot of people, but she also knew that he really meant it when he talked with her. "You will be busy tomorrow, right?"

Crowley sighed "Probably."

In the darkness another light went on. "Yours or mine?" No answer from him "Well, since we have the same I would say… I don't know, but considered I put mine on the table this morning, and the light comes from the table it's mine." The phone stopped ringing and Fiona shrugged. Then it started again "I hate this phone!" she yelled "Sometimes I should just –" she stared at the phone, or at that what used to be her phone after it exploded "Was that you? Crowley, did you just destroy my cellphone?"

"No." Fiona glared at him, put her panties on, grabbed his shirt, went to the table and took the poor remains of the iPhone.

"Crowley, my phone exploded." She said dryly. "Just… bang." She dropped backwards on the bed, right across the demon. "Fiona equal Human equal Can't make things explode. Crowley equal Pretty powerful demon equal Can make things explode."

"Your equation has a little… mistake, I'm afraid." He licked over his lip, still feeling the line Fiona left as she had bitten him. "Bollox!" he yelled "Never, never bite me again!"

"Usually you like that."

"Never do it again." Crowley hissed.

"Right okay, I won't, but hello? My phone is… destroyed. Nobody can reach me anymore, including you, and I have no damn idea… why the hell it exploded!"

Crowley raised his eyebrows "You surely remember Sam's little… demon-blood-issues…"

She understood. "t-t-that's… amazing. A-and now? Am I going to be an addicted blood junkie?"

"It takes way more for that. A few days, than the effect wears off." He calmed her down and Fiona lay down again. "But you should be careful anyway."

"I'm gonna be alright." She said and he nodded. Half an hour later Fiona was completely calm again. It won't last long, that's what he had said. "You know what I miss?" she asked whispering "a home. A place where you can go after a long hunt… a garden maybe… you know that stuff." She sighed "Sounds cheesy, doesn't it?"

"Everything you say does."

"And you just hear what you want to hear." She growled "And now shut up, I'm tired."

"Oh, are you? Tell me just one good reason to let you sleep." Crowley chuckled, thinking about how he could keep her awake.

"Maybe because you and me are in something like a relationship?" sure she had won she turned around and closed her eyes.

"I could think about that, but considered I'd have you all night… you need a better one."

"Okay… what about I will kick your ass out of here and get the salt out of my bag." She turned back to look at him.

"Fortunately I know you won't do that. And, come on, the salt trick is getting old, isn't it? And no – don't even think about a devil's trap." Crowley spoke as if he was bored, putting one arm under his head and the other one under hers. She moved even closer to him and leaned her head against his shoulder.

"Sure, you've never been trapped. But what if I get a job tomorrow, it could be something useful for your search, let me think… maybe a vampire, or a ghoul… hm? When I'm tired I'm horrible in hunting… and this things could easily hurt, maybe even kill me. I'd take it personal if you say something against that." She yawned and closed her eyes again.

"Tricky, girl, not bad. You will take it personal anyway." Of course she would, if he would let her sleep she'd think it was just because of the hunts and be pissed, if not, well… she would also be pissed. "You leave me no choice right now."

"Then please, Crowley, just let me sleep, okay?" she looked up and he finally gave in, then he kissed her and watched her falling asleep. She had a strange dream, one of these totally wired dreams you just remember seconds after you woke up.

As she did she still lay next to Crowley. For a while she pretended to be still asleep until she looked up to him and gave him a quick kiss "Morning, sweetie pie" then she got up and wanted to go into the bathroom.

"I hate it when you do that." Crowley grumbled and sat up.

"What, am I not allowed to kiss my boyfriend?" she chuckled about the word, it didn't really fit to him, "Do I need to make a deal for that?" then she copied his voice once again "'You can do that anytime you want'" she said and gave him a questioning gaze.

"Shut up, that's not what I mean. But stop calling me those pet-names." He narrowed, then stood in front of her, fully dressed, and pushed her up against the wall.

"Don't you want to let me brush my teeth first?" Fiona grinned, but the demon did what he always did: that what he wanted. "I hate you." Fiona muttered before she went into the bathroom and got ready for the day. She had slept pretty long, nearly until 10am.
She hoped he wouldn't be gone for too long, and wondered how she could get this fond of him, her last crush has been Dean, and that was a pretty long time ago, but Crowley wasn't just a crush for her, he was by far more than that. Within two months she had fallen madly in love with him.

As she opened the door again she searched the room for the demon, but didn't find him, not even a note has been left. She sighed and grabbed her bag, about to go for a walk.

"What? You want to abscond without telling me? That nearly hurts." He stood right behind her as Fiona turned around. "Brought you something useful." He reached her a new phone – the same she had destroyed a few hours before – and she looked at him with big eyes "What?"

"You're awesome, you know that?" she smiled brightly.

"Yes." Crowley shrugged and Fiona rolled her eyes at him. "What?" he asked for the second time.

She thought for a moment "You still are a smug, way to confident, stupid –"

Crowley interrupted, speaking in a high voice, tried to copy Fiona "Awesome, handsome, brilliant, on turning, loveable, caring –"

Fiona took over again "Smug, belligerent, smug, ruthless, smug –"

"You said that one before."

"- boastful, selfish, smu –"

"Selfish? Please, I just brought you a new phone!" Crowley protested and Fiona hiked her shoulders.

"Remember last night?" she asked.

In his thoughts Crowley put both of his index fingers up and pointed at her "… you mean as you begged me to go on and I did so… still not selfish at all." He grinned.

Even if she wanted to hide it she had to smirk too "Not that part, moron, you didn't want to let me sleep, remember?" she rose one eyebrow. He didn't answered, well, he wanted, but she stopped him "where did I stop? Smug? Vain" Crowley opened his mouth "Wait, I'm nearly done. Quick-tempered, dogmatic… hm, damn attractive, charming, the things you said guy, and I just – you know that stuff."

"I choose the second part..." Crowley told her and looked at his watch. Fiona just nodded.

"I'll text you if I get a job" she said and took her bag again "Actually I'm the wrong girl for that cheesy 'I already miss you' stuff so…" she sighed and hiked just one shoulder. "I don't know when it will be, but next time I see you I want you to have kicked the asses of Lucifer's pets, okay?" she grinned again.

"And I want you to shut up." He answered.

"Why so nice, love?" He didn't answered, but put his hand on the back of her head for pulling her closer before he placed his lips gently on her. This time the kiss remained soft and slow, just the way she liked it the most, at this day at least. Than he was gone.

"Oh, I love you too, you son of a bitch!" she yelled, than left the room. Seconds later she got a message and read it.

'You've been hanging around with the Winchesters for too long.
And I love you too, darling, C.
P.S. Mind your feelings.'

She slightly chuckled and went for her walk.