AN: I really enjoyed writing this, and I kind of liked how it came out.
"I missed you"
No one was sure how Crowley returned, but it was something that no one really asked. It could have been Jack somehow, or, it could have even been Chuck, who could have taken pity on the Winchester's and all they had endured in the last few months. Maybe it was Rowena, who Sam had given that torn spell to. It didn't matter how the former king of Hell had been brought back, just the fact that he was alive.
Sam could barely breathe when the demon returned to them, the incredible urge to hug the smaller man nearly consuming him. All the hunter could do was thank Chuck for something he had prayed for almost every night.
He couldn't stop himself from hugging the demon, giving a soft sigh. "I missed you," Sam whispered quietly, the hug lasting longer than a normal one would have. "So much…" When Crowley turned to breathe against his neck, Sam nearly trembled, clinging to the other.
"I'm surprised, Moose. You've never shown me this much kindness." Crowley whispered, placing a hand on Sam's narrow hip. The hunter swallowed, hands digging into the others coat. "I can't say that I'm not enjoying this." The demon mumbles, lips ghosting across his neck.
From the sidelines, Dean was staring in disbelief, eyes wide.