The song here is "Born to Make a Sound" by The Material

Born to Make a Sound

Nerilla summoned Hellhounds and had them search for Stephanie as she searched herself. She had done the same spell she had used to find Kelley. The results were disappointing. So far there was nothing. The demon bitch had disappeared and there was no doubt that she was behind this fake letter. She was hiding herself pretty good and that worried Nerilla.

Was she acting alone or were there other players in this hunt for Gavin? How could she hide so well? Where is she and what is she doing?

The next thing to do was to summon the top crossroad demon to the office for some questions. Nerilla knew that he knew all activities of the crossroad demons. When Crowley had that position years back, he hadn't called himself King of the Crossroads for nothing. Not only had he been the top demon of that department, but he knew everything that was going on.

This demon was her best shot at finding Stephanie.

Nerilla sat behind Clara's desk, waiting, but shortly after, the door opened and Kelley popped her head inside with a nervous facial expression. What an unexpected surprise; she had just gained an ally in this fucked up situation.

"The Queen said I'm your Sergeant." She said and Nerilla grinned as she gestured for her to step in. Of course Clara would want to keep Kelley close; she was like an idiot, and that was putting it mildly.

"Stand behind me and don't say a word." She said and Kelley tightened her lips and nodded her head, quickly taking her place behind Nerilla with her hands folded behind her back. "Soon, I'll have an informant sit across from me and if he asks you any questions, only answer if I give the okay. Understand?" she asked and glanced over her shoulder to see Kelley nodding her head.

Nerilla rolled her eyes having discovered that Kelley was one of these literal obedient demons. Who the Hell allowed her to become a demon? Was she this stupid as a human?

At that moment, there was a knock at the door.

"Enter." Nerilla said and the door opened to reveal a pretty intimidating demon. He was big and muscular and she could sense that the demon within was perfectly matched to his vessel. He was strong and powerful, rightful to be the top crossroad demon. All she wondered now was if he also considered himself to be King of the Crossroads.

Or was that just a Crowley thing?

But, maybe his name suggested something; Hector, the bravest and most famous Trojan warrior. Perhaps that was cause for worry… or was she reading too much into it?

"Please take a seat." She asked and he sat down, staring at her with such darkness in his eyes that it was flattering. "What can you tell me about Stephanie?" she asked and he seemed very calm that it was sort of refreshing, but it also made Nerilla uneasy.

"She brings in a lot of deals." He replied, his voice smooth, but deep like he was someone to fear. "She's good at her job." He added and smiled in a charming manner. Nerilla couldn't help but wonder if he oozed confidence… She snapped herself out of it and thought of Gabriel.

Fuck Hector and his smooth appeal; Gabriel was her one and only man. She had to stay focused. Playing around with Hector was mixing business with pleasure and she saved that sort of stuff for Gabriel…

"Your best crossroad demon, I gather." She said and his smile remained. "Obedient and eager to please?" she added and his smiled gracefully transformed into a slight grin. "Nothing out of the ordinary?" she asked and the darkness in his eyes brewed as if trying to entrance her.

Fuck this guy was good, but Gabriel was better.

"A little headstrong." He replied and now it was her turn to grin.

Before she had summoned him, she had gone looking through the deals that Stephanie had made. Regardless that Hector was the one in charge of crossroad demons, all deals had to be filed here for Crowley's eyes only and those that worked with him.

Nerilla had pulled out a contract that Stephanie had sighed and compared it to the letter given to Kelley mysteriously.

She placed both the contract and the letter on the desk for Hector to see and waited for his reaction, watching him with an entrancing glimmer of her own. His smile faltered and when he met her eyes, they were cold. Where was that smooth confidence now?

"You sure about that?" Nerilla asked and gave a grin of her own. "It seems there has been quite a lot of trouble stirring up in the crossroads department." She added and, at that moment, he seemed a little irritated. "We have cause for concern, Hector. A crossroad demon tried to offer deals to Satanists which we all know isn't doing the job properly. But it gets better, that demon threatened us with a rebellion and out of the blue, we have your star player writing that letter and getting the new kid on the block to charm Gavin MacLeod." She said and then her grin turned dark, irritating Hector even more. "I trust you know who he is." She added and his eyes burned with a cold rage.

"Crowley's son." He said and only then did he acknowledge Kelley standing there silently. Nerilla smiled darkly and sat back in the chair. She could mention how that pissed Crowley off, but she was certain Hector had read between the lines.

"It's enough to open an investigation into the Crossroad Department. And we both know you wouldn't be an exception." Nerilla said with dark mischief written all over her face as she grinned. "So, help me out, Hector." She began, turning down the dark glimmer in her eyes. "Did you know about anything of this?" she asked and his jaw clenched. Either he did know and simply getting enraged that he got caught or he didn't and rather not admit it because he was supposed to always know what was going on.

That was a gunshot to the ego.

Nerilla waited patiently for a response, oozing confidence in the process as she smiled sweetly.