He had seen, met and killed plenty of hunter's in his time. It came with the territory, of course, the position as King of Hell came with its fair share of enemies. But it also came with quite a few... interesting, acquaintances.And you, oh, you were one of those instances.He had been watching you for years. It had been a complete coincidence at first, where you'd caught his eye after a little mishap involving the Winchesters. Then, it had become a necessity, after you'd eliminated an entire group of demons working under his command. And honestly, he'd be lying if he said he wasn't intrigued. Maybe even growing the tiniest bit attached, not that he'd ever admit that to himself.

"Hello Darling."Crowley greeted, his voice and demeanor as smooth as always. He stood there, hands in the pockets of his dark, expensive suit. Expertly tailored, of course. And his stance, conveyed nothing but pure demonic confidence.

His intense gaze swept over your frame, as if he was staring straight through your soul. And knowing Crowley, he probably was."Been keeping yourself busy, haven't you?"He mused, a small smirk tugging at the corners of his lips.