Supernatural Imagines

Crowley ~ Secret 2

"Hey guys, what are you still doing here?"  I asked, Sam and Dean standing there clearly waiting, despite having told me they were going on a hunt.  I could tell something was wrong, but I was going to see where it went.

Dean was clearly controlling his anger.  "Have you heard from Crowley recently?"

I raised an eyebrow.  "Why would I have heard from Crowley?  Lucifer's probably holding him up somewhere."  It had been near torture, but I had to hold my tongue.

Sam holds up my phone, my hand moving to my pocket.  "Seems a bit strange that you would get a message from him then."  He proceeds to unlocks the phone as I stared.  "Sparrow.  Managed to escape.  Be in touch soon."

I blinked and then quickly shrugged it off.  "Guess he trusts me more than you guys."

"Oh he trusts you alright."  Dean snarled.  "And it looks like you trust him with everything too."

"Don't be-"

"We saw all the messages Haley."  Sam said sadly.  "How long has this been going on?"

I took a moment, even though I knew the game was up, but then I sighed.  "What's it matter, you guys are pissed anyway."

"Pissed?  Pissed doesn't even begin to describe what I feel right now."  Dean said, his gaze furious.  "Of all the people Haley, of all the messed up sons of bitches we've come across, why Crowley?"

"I don't have to tell you why."  I said defiantly, looking between my brothers.  "My decisions are my own and I don't need your approval.  Crowley looks after me, treats me well, so I don't see what the problem is."

"He's a demon!"  Dean's voice was starting to raise.  "What other problem does there need to be?"

"Like you two make crystal clear choices."  I said frowning.  "I don't expect you to understand, neither of you, I had a feeling it would be like this if you ever found out which is why I never told you."

"How long have you been lying to us?"  Dean spoke through clenched teeth and I had a feeling that Dean was going to be problem more than what I wanted to think about.

"In all fairness, you guys left me with him in the bunker all the time."  I said it lightly, with a hint of smile, but it just caused Dean's gaze to darken and Sam to frown with worry.  "I haven't made a deal guys, I'm not stupid."

I rolled my eyes when they remained silent.  "Look, just give me my phone and I'll go and pack some things and be on my way."

"No," Dean snapped, snatching the phone off Sam.  "Because you are going to tell us everything.  After you message that arsehole and break it off first."

Dean handed me my phone and I stared at him and the seriousness in his gaze for a moment before looking at the message from Crowley.  I swallowed, this couldn't have happened at a worse time, but we had prepared for this.

Without looking up, I sent a message.

Vatican Cameos

I had just hit send when Dean grabbed my arm, yanking the phone from my hand.

"What the hell does that mean?"  He yelled.

I tried to pull away from his grip.  "What?  You didn't think that we'd have a plan if you two found out?"

Dean suddenly twisted my arm behind my back and slammed me face first onto the table, making me cry out and Sam step forward.

"What the hell Dean?"  Sam said loudly.