The song here is "Reins" by Chelsea Wolfe

Reins

Crowley returned to home sweet home and opened the door to another little room to torture informants. Nerilla was already waiting for him and there on the metal slab was the very nervous Kelley, bound so tightly to the slab that wiggling didn't provide much help.

As he closed the door behind him, her eyes wandered all over the place, filled with confusion. He approached and she seemed afraid, but there was no guilt in her eyes, as if she genuinely didn't know why she was there under the King of Hell's cold glare.

At that moment, Clara opened the door and walked in, glancing at everyone and then back at Crowley for some answers. Nerilla closed the door and crossed her arms over her chest as everyone stared at Kelley.

"Why am I here?" she finally asked, her voice quivering with fear.

"You've been reported for breaking your contract." Nerilla said, taking the initiative in her role as Lieutenant while the King and Queen just stared at Kelley. "Wandering around when you're supposed to come back with a deal. Then I find you talking to Gavin MacLeod." She added and Kelley began to tremble, but she glanced at Crowley with confusion.

Clara wasn't too sure what was going on, but she knew that if it involved Crowley's son, it had to be related to the possible rebellion. She placed her hand in Crowley back, but he didn't show anything in his expression or body language. However, she could sense his essence reacting to her touch; acknowledging her support.

"I don't understand." Kelley said and glanced at Crowley with a pained expression in her eyes. "You gave me the orders." She said and Crowley frowned in confusion. "Was I not to your satisfaction?" she asked and all eyes turned towards him. He relaxed his frown, but his eyes were cold as his rage began to boil.

"I did no such thing." He said and then her bottom lip began to quiver as tears formed in her eyes. She reeked of fear so much that even Clara felt an agitation, like the demon in her wanted to tear Kelley into pieces.

"I had received a letter signed by you. I didn't want to disappoint you." She said and Nerilla glanced at her in a sort of disbelief. "It's in my left pocket." She said and Nerilla quickly searched for it. She lifted it up and turned to Crowley, still with that disbelief on her face. She handed it to Crowley for him to read where Clara joined in from over his shoulder.

The letter was exactly that. It gave Kelley the orders to watch Gavin and persuade him over time to make a deal so he could join his father. And yes, it was signed by Crowley, but there was a problem with that.

Crowley glanced at Kelley as she trembled with fear.

"This isn't my signature." He said and she went into a crying fit as if realizing that she was doomed. Of course, he wasn't a fool. Kelley really believed that he had given her those orders. She was loyal – blind, but loyal. "This means that you were being used." He said and she managed to control herself as she stared at him with confusion.

He glanced up at Nerilla and she knew what he was implying.

"What?" Kelley asked.

"Stephanie made the report. She must have written the letter." Nerilla said and then growled, which was unexpected. "Explains so much." She mumbled and balled her hands into fists. She glanced at Crowley and his expression told her what she needed to know. "I'll hunt her down." She said and then vanished with the snap of her fingers.

Clara glanced at Crowley and in a silent exchange; they released Kelley from her bindings. She trembled still, as if she was certain that she would still die for her imprudence. However, the King and Queen just stood there, looking at her and then exchanging glances once again.

"I'm sorry." She said and Clara smiled, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. "Please don't eat me." She added, which made Clara chuckle.

"How would you like to change jobs?" she asked and Kelley looked up at her in surprise. When she glanced at Crowley, his expression was difficult to read, as if he had nothing to do with this, but would allow it.

"Change jobs?" she asked, nearly stuttering.

"Care to be Nerilla's assistant?" Clara asked and Kelley was stunned into momentary silence.

"Like her Captain?" she asked and Clara smirked.

"More like her Sergeant." She corrected, not that the rank title mattered. The point of all this was to keep Kelley safe… and close so that they could make a great demon out of her. She was a loyal demon and as naïve as they come; fresh off the demonizing slab. They had to make sure that they had demons they could count on when the time came and Nerilla would toughen her up.

"I'd love that, if it's alright with the Lieutenant." Kelley said and then glanced at Crowley as if she needed his approval as well. His expression still hadn't changed, but his eyes were dark as if he agreed with Clara.

"Of course." She said and led Kelley out of that room. "Help her find Stephanie and see that no one tries to persuade Gavin." She added and as she glanced at Crowley, she could see a spark of rage in his dark eyes. It's not that he disapproved; it's that he was angry that some demon dare target his son as the start of the rebellion. A pissed off Crowley means a vindictive and more-than-usual cunning Crowley.