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[ no, he wouldn't have believed crowley for a goddamn minute...

dean feels his stomach roll, the fact that he is indeed going to end up a demon settling more heavy in his gut. ]

So what, you're my babysitter now? You got a leash and everything? [ ugh. ] Or am I helping you polish your freakin' crown or something? What's the deal?

It's tragically less kinky than that. We're pals. We're just drinking and playing games. Seducing women.

[ Okay maybe it's a little kinky, but Dean doesn't need to know that. ]

You're a demon because you took on the mark to kill Abaddon, not because you sold your soul. You might want to think that I swindled you, but it's not as if I knew it would happen. Cain warned you that the mark came with a price, but neither of us asked what that price was. You didn't care.

[ oh... normally he could get down with that, despite the company, but things are never that simple. ]

And that's it? No murder and mayhem, just-- hanging out? [ he knows it's probably too much to hope for, but he has to right now. ]

You think there's a way to reverse it? Other than Ruby's blade to the gut.

[ IS THERE--oh right. Timelines. ]

Yes, but I don't know if it will work since it was the mark that turned you. It's after your time, but you and Sam did find a way to cure demons.

[ The finger-quotes are practically dripping from the word. ]

He tried to do it to me a while back and you did it here, but you both stopped just short of it. It's not... pleasant. Is the idea of hanging around with me really that bad?

Wait, we seriously tried to un-demon you? [ ......okay, dean can't help the snort. now that's gotta be something. ] What would you even be if not a demon?

[ sure, he knows crowley had to be a human once upon a time, but to imagine him as one now.... ]

Hanging around with you ain't the damn problem, Crowley. It's being... one of you while doing so, alright? From what Sam told me he's tearing himself apart looking for me.

[ That's potentially one of the nicer things that Dean has said to him and that little part of him that he'd like to pretend wasn't changed by all that blood soaks in what apparently passes for camaraderie these days. ]

I would be human, Dean.

[ A miserable, broken, guilt-ridden human. ]

And you're the one who didn't want Sam knowing where you were. Nothing is stopping you from calling him except you.

[ human crowley is almost something dean wants to see... but only because he has no idea of the mess. ]

Guess demon-me isn't feeling too brotherly. [ he wonders what sam will do to him once he does find dean. it's only a matter of time. ]

So what's your plan back home? Bar hop and... bar hop some more?

My plan? I'm still King and honestly? I'm having a good time with you. Most demons are too stupid and bloodthirsty to be anything more than peons. You're not like that.

[ Though Crowley wouldn't mind if he were perhaps a tad more malleable. ]

We're good together.

Yeah, okay, no need to get all buddy-buddy about it.

[ we're good together? christ.

but he had asked, and the answer is surprisingly enough not as horrible as dean was ready to make it out to be in his bleak little mind. he has no idea how to feel about that. ]

You get that I'm taking your word on this, right? As much as I hate to do it.

Yeah and I appreciate that.

[ This is what he's wanted all along. To work with Dean in Wonderland. To be allies. This is a step towards that, at least. ]

Any other questions while we're having honesty hour?

No. [ at least not for now. ]

Just... try not to stir the pot, alright? I don't need everyone knowing about what's gonna happen.

[ though he realizes crowley's actually kept his mouth shut too well up until now. but still. ]

I'm not sure if you've noticed, but I've put a lot of time and energy into trying to get along with people and work with all of you.

[ He pauses, trying to think on his words. ]

It's nice to have someone other than Blake return the effort.

You can't really blame those who don't, you know. But whatever-- we're not having a Dr.Phil moment about this. You're on thin ice and with good reason-- maybe you don't deserve the crap here, but we all know shit follows us back from home.

[ so basically just... keep doing what you've been doing, sort of, and maybe things will blow over? god, dean can't believe he's even saying this stuff to crowley of all people. ]

Good. I'm not looking for a bloody Hallmark moment with you.

[ Definitely not. ]

But if you can let some things... go, then I can let some things go.

[ Blake's death, for example. Maybe. ]

...Could've almost fooled me. [ mumble mumble...

anyway. ]

Fine. Consider it let go.

[ sort of. winchesters never let go of things, but then, neither do demons. ]

Thanks. Don't go changing too much.

[ And with that, he's done. ]

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