Meet You In the Stars Tonight

Crowley could sense that she was uncomfortable. He wasn’t an idiot when it came to humans, he had been there once too. Crowley was more sensible than some might have him pegged for. He watched her as she thought about the words she wanted to say before she said them. He appreciated that; it meant that she wouldn’t ever slip up and say something stupid or let information loose that need not be spread around. He could trust here.

“Yes, of course, I promise to answer everything truthfully.” He said, his eyes burning into hers. “What would be the point of keeping things from you?”

Crowley shrugged his shoulders and looked around. Did she need sleep or did he need to stick around? “Would you like me to leave so that you can get some rest, darling?”

"I don't know. To keep me from figuring out what your grande plan is?" Jenny asked, her nose scrunching as she watched Crowley. She sighed, reaching to run a hand through her hair. She wanted to at least let her walls down enough to trust that he meant what he said but he was a fucking demon, it wasn't that easy.

It wasn't until Crowley asked about rest that she realized just how tired that she was. She covered her mouth in a weak attempt to conceal a yawn as she closed her eyes.

"Shouldn't you... stay or something?" Jenny asked, her eyes opening to slits. "What if someone... something comes looking for you and I'm the only person here? I'm as good as dead, aren't I?"

“You will find out my end game soon enough, darling.” Crowley rasped in reply. He knew that Jenny knew there was something up; as he had mentioned over and over again, she was quite a smart girl. “But like I said, I promise to answer your questions truthfully, dear. I am a man of my word, after all. I make good on all of my deals.”

Crowley smirked, knowing that Jenny didn’t quite understand the true meaning of that statement, yet. He briefly wondered about how her reaction would be when she found out about the souls and the deals and the making good on them….

“I can stay if you would like,” he nodded. “There’s two bedrooms. You’re more than welcome to take the master bedroom, because I am a gentleman.”

Jenny let out a quiet laugh, shaking her head as she fixed Crowley with a hard look. "I'm sure you are a gentleman but I guess that remains to be seen, hm?" She tilted her head to the side, watching him intently.

She straightened, standing up as she followed Crowley toward the bedrooms. Jenny cleared her throat, lingering in the doorway to the master bedroom. "So, uh, I guess I'll see you in the morning?" She asked, setting her hand on the handle to the room. Jenny smiled uneasily, biting down on the inside of her lip.

With an awkward wave, Jenny disappeared into the room, kicking off her shoes before she climbed into the bed. She didn't want to go snooping for a set of pajamas, unsure if she would even find anything that would fit her so she settled on dropping her bra on the ground before attempting to sleep.

When Jenny left the room, Crowley poured himself yet another glass of scotch and walked out onto the balcony. What on Earth was the man doing? He knew that there was going to be repercussions for this. He knew that demons would want her head on a steak simply because of the fact that she was human. Crowley knew the old rigmarole. “Why should some human girl be set higher than us?”

“Because I’m the fucking King, that’s why.” Crowley answered his internal thoughts out loud. Not only did he think that young Jenny would be a valuable asset towards his ruling of hell, but ever since he had been shooting the human blood, Crowley had an overwhelming need for companionship, and there was sure as shit no way he was going to get that from some demon.

Crowley just needed to be smart about this, not only to keep Jenny safe, but to keep himself safe and on the right track.

Jenny pushed back the covers on the bed, letting out a small sigh of relief as she laid down. She had been so on edge since even before Crowley showed up that it felt like she was floating on a cloud now that she was actually able to lay down. She wasn't fully relaxed but it was still more than nothing. Letting out a quiet yawn, Jenny squirmed around for a moment before she felt herself begin to slip under the veil of unconsciousness.

The next morning, Jenny awoke, feeling way more rested than she thought she would. Jenny rubbed the sleep from her eyes before pushing the covers off of her body. Slipping her legs over the side of the bed, she pushed herself up and started to make her way out of the bed room. While Jenny had no real clue where she was going other than the kitchen, she thought that she might be able to make a pot of coffee. She wasn't sure whether Crowley would appreciate it or not but at least she would.

Looking up from where she stood in the kitchen, Jenny couldn't help but smile a bit as Crowley appeared. "Morning."