The song here is "We Are Not Alone Here" by Of Verona

We Are Not Alone Here

Crowley returned to Hell and stood in his office with Gabriel, willing to give him the chance to protect his family from the angels. He had no doubt that the Archangel wanted to preserve the hybrids of the world, but that wasn't why he accepted Gabriel's offer. He found it irresistible having him in Hell because he was right; the angels wouldn't expect to see him in Crowley's company.

Not only that, but he could be useful if the demons manage to pull off another rebellion. The King of Hell, two Cambions, a Knight with the Mark of Cain and the last Archangel; it's quite the intimidating team to rise up against. Secretly, Crowley always thought having an angel as a pet would be fun. Castiel was a stick in the mud; he was too loyal to the Winchesters and all the others were so convinced that Hell was bad. However, Gabriel was just right; he was rebellious and Crowley had something that he wanted: Nerilla.

Maybe he couldn't trust Gabriel as well as he'd like to, not that he'd ever fully trust him because he didn't care to be honest. Angels were angels and, right down to their core, they'd never want to affiliate themselves with Hell. Sure, Castiel did for a while, but none would ever think of a long-term manner without feeling sick to their stomachs. Angels were just naturally that boring, even if Gabriel might be the exception.

It wasn't long before Clara appeared in the office with a look of rage in her eyes directed at Gabriel with her arms crossed over her chest. She sensed his presence again better than a Hellhound and she didn't forget the last time he paid a visit. She was convinced he was still hoping she'd leave Crowley and embrace her human half, then to encourage her daughter to do the same. Crowley didn't have to ask her to know it. He could see it based on the rage in her eyes.

She had been tormented by angels in the past and Gabriel didn't help her with her mother. She would never leave the only one that gave her love and safety from the harsh world of righteous angels and cold world of human hearts.

"What's he doing here?" she asked Crowley without taking her eyes off the Archangel. He decided to let Gabriel answer that question so if Clara would chew someone out, it would be the one with the wings and halo.

"Clara, the angels plan on killing all hybrids. I'm here to help." Gabriel said and without blinking, she glanced at Crowley as if to say "Is this bullshit?". She glanced back at Gabriel and she sized him up, as if considering allowing him to stay or vaporizing him with a flick of her fingers.

If she was thinking this over, then she was taking a leap of faith, so to speak.

"You're willing to kill your fellow angels for me? For Keara?" she asked and the question sort of surprised both Gabriel and Crowley. She glared at Gabriel as if his every movement and every word were used in her judgment of his character. She didn't like him because he cared too much for the human half in Cambions, but that didn't mean that she didn't believe him when he said he wanted to protect them against the angels.

"Yes." He said and they stared at each other with intensity. Crowley watched them with curiosity and then rested his eyes on his Queen who dropped her hands to her waist after a couple minutes of silence.

"Very well, but don't think you're doing anything without Nikolai at your side." She said and the Archangel gave a small smile as if to say he wouldn't argue. Then she glanced at Crowley and he could tell she wasn't pleased about this, but was going to let it go. "I'm going back to the mansion and Nerilla is going to be relieved of babysitting duty." She said to Crowley and then glanced at Gabriel. "Whatever Nikolai says, you obey him, or I'll burn your wings off." she added and, once again, he didn't argue.

Clara disappeared without snapping her fingers and Crowley walked Gabriel out and brought him to the torture room so he could fill him in on other problems Hell was facing.

Gabriel just looked at the demon that was barely alive before Crowley closed the door and told him that another rebellion would be on the horizon. He glanced at the King of Hell who stared in return as if clueless to the look he was receiving.

"You're only mentioning this now?" Gabriel asked and Crowley maintained that expression.

"If I thought it would deter you from entering my house to protect my family, I would have mentioned it." Crowley replied and only then did his lips twitch into a small smirk. He loved playing with Gabriel, belittling him simply because he knew his Queen was much stronger then this Archangel. The fact that she didn't like him was the cherry on top of the Sundae.

"But yet, you mentioned it in the end." Gabriel said and grinned at Crowley. "I'm not an idiot, you're going to make me as useful as possible while I'm here." He added and Crowley just grinned innocently.

"Can you blame me?" Crowley asked and they both grinned at each other, as if they had some new found respect for one another.

"So, even with an elite team, the demons still try to overthrow you." Gabriel said as he shook his head. "They must really hate you." He added and Crowley glanced at him with a twitch of his lips, as if fighting a grin.

"This is Hell; of course they hate me." he replied.

As they were heading to the mansion, Gabriel caught a familiar sight at the other end of the corridor. He could be lying if he said his heart didn't make a small flip as she met his eyes. She didn't smile, but just seeing her again was enough for him.