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Imagine making a deal with Crowley to not be alone anymore and he's the one who becomes your friend.

The rain was pounding down on you on that cold and lonely night. Each tear that touched your skin was like a frozen sting on your warm skin, and each drop threatened to kill the fire that was pulsing inside of you. But, through your determination, you continued on your way down the muddied road. A few minutes passed and you finally came to a stop when you saw the signs; you were at a crossroads.

In the middle of the diverging roads, you sat on the ground and shoveled away at the mud with your bare hands. You dug a hole until it was large enough to fit a small bag filled with ingredients that made a powerful summoning spell. From all of your hunter training, you knew it was reckless and dangerous to do something like this and the only reason to ever do it is that there was none at all. This is a mistake, you thought, I should stop. But you didn't. Instead, you covered the hole you dug and flattened the mud.

You stood and took a step back and waited.

The drops of rain never ceased and you realized that a numbness was settling into your bones that seeped from your heart. It hurt, a feeling you weren't all that familiar with. Of course there was the occasional hunting accident and the feeling of physical pain, but this?? It was too much, too unfamiliar, and it did not feel good. It was worse that being stabbed in the gut, worse than someone twisting that knife. You wanted the feeling to leave, and this was the only way to do it.

Of course you had tried other ways. You tried to make new hunting friends, you tried to include yourself with more hunting parties with the Winchesters for goodness sake, but the brothers didn't seem to want your company. And why should they? They had their stupid pet angel that followed them around like a lost puppy, they didn't need another. And praying to the angels??? Like those bastards would even do something especially with all the prayers you had been sending up to high heaven. No one was listening to you, so this was it.

"'ello, love."

You looked up and through the rain you saw the man nicely dressed up in a black suit and a smug smile. His dark eyes seemed to twinkle as they looked at you, but you weren't in the mood to smile back.

"Crowley," You replied.

"I haven't the slightest clue as to why you've decided our meeting ground be out in this bloody weather, Y/N. It isn't good for one's health." Crowely droned until he was standing in front of you. "Actually, I haven't a clue as to why you, of all eight billion people on this god forsaken green earth, would summon me."

You didn't answer the king of Hell right away. "Can we just make a deal and get this over with?"

"Ouch, no pleasure before business?" Crowley said, pretending to be offended. You didn't give him the satisfaction of answering and he understood your silent message. "Y/N, tell me what's going on. You're not acting your usual self, love."

"I thought this was a no-questions negotiation."

"Normally, yes, that is the way we do things. But you're not exactly like everyone else, are you?"

"Crowley, it's not your place." You said. The demon tsked. "So help me, if you continue to pry, Crowley, I will-"

"Oh, I do like a good threat. Makes daddy purr."

"Ugh! You've got to be kidding me." You threw your hands up in the air in defeat. "If you don't want to make a deal then just screw this, I'll do something else." You started walking away when you felt a hand grab ahold of your elbow and it made you turn. Crowley was behind you and was looking down at you with those whiskey colored eyes.

"Y/N, talk to me." He said. Through the pounding rain you could see his concern and the gesture made you tremble, you weren't used to this. You weren't used to so much concern.

"Just let me make the damn deal." You begged.

"Alright, love, what is this deal you want to make?"

"I want to make sure that I am never alone again." Your request took him by surprise.

"You are wanting to sell your soul out of lonliness? Your soul?"

"Crowley, do not patrinize me-"

"Darling, I am the last person in hell to do such a thing." He reassured you. You stopped and took a deep breath. "That's a girl. Now, just explain this to me; why are you willing to sell your soul for something so trivial?"

"You haven't had the kind of life I've had, Crowley." You replied. He started to say something, but you beat him to the punch. "Now, I know the life you've had, you rant about it all the time, but you still just don't know.

"I onlyh had my mother and my baby brother in my life, raised in the hunting life as well. It wasn't until my brother was killed that it really got to be rough. My mother spent the rest of her life training and hunting and looking for the son of a bitch that had taken my brother's life and she died in the end because of it. All I've ever known is people are always leaving me. I'm tired of it, I'm tired of losing people that I care about."

"Y/N, darling, I am truly sorry-"

"That's why you have to make this deal with me." You said. Crowley looked at you with pity.

"No."

"Excuse you?"

"Love, I am not going to take your soul for something as precious as that. I could just give that to you for free." He said.

"I don't understand-"

"And all you had to was bloody ask! I can't believe you were serious about selling your soul." You shook your head.

"Ask?"

"For a friend, Y/N. All you're really looking for is a friend. And you can get one of those for free, without selling your soul." You quietly laughed, something Crowley didn't miss.

"I will always be here for you whenever you need someone to confide in, love. And there will never be a price on that." Crowley said, gently sqeezing your hand. You smiled sadly at him.

"Thank you so much, Crowley."

"Always, love. Always."