Crowley was bored, he had been bored for two whole days and it was driving him crazy so he decided to see what was going on down under in hell. He opened a portal and stepped through, he appeared in the dark, dirty hallways of hell. He walked around for a while before he heard someone screaming, he followed the screams but he was not prepared for what he saw, more specifically who he saw, his Angel, Aziraphale.

The demons had captured Aziraphale and they were torturing him for information about heaven and knowing heaven they angels were not interested in helping him, so Crowley decided to help him, they were friends after all.

Crowley waited until the demons went on a break and took his chance. He snuck round the corner and walked over to the Angel.

"Crowley?"

"Shhh, don't talk, just stay quiet" said the demon who started untying the angel.

Crowley took one of the angels hands and draped it over his shoulder and unfurled his wings and wrapped them around his friend and began his journey towards the portal he created.

When Crowley arrived at the portal he saw three men he never thought he would see in Hell, Sam and Dean Winchester along with their Angel Castiel.

"Crowley?"

"Hey Cas, good to see ya"

"What are you doing?"

"Rescuing my angel friend, what's it look like?"

"Aziraphale?"

"Castiel, good to see you dear boy"

"CROWLEY!"

"Time to go" said Crowley as he walked towards the exit.

Castiel took Aziraphale's other arm and put it over his shoulder, Crowley and Castiel took Aziraphale out of hell whilst Sam and Dean watched their backs. Crowley walked through the portal, they came out the other side seven thousand feet in the air.

Crowley saw that Castiel had Sam and Dean in his arms and they were flying down to earth, but Aziraphale was still falling and Crowley knew he had no energy to open his wings. Crowley tucked his wings away and went into a nose dive after Aziraphale. He made his way over to Aziraphale and grabbed his hand, he unfurled his wings and tried to slow down but he was having a hard time trying to catch the wind, so his body and Aziraphale's rolled around in the wind, but Crowley finally caught the wind and slowed them down a bit.

Crowley wrapped his body around Aziraphale and flew down to earth safely. Castiel landed on the roof of a building before Crowley, well crashed would be the word. He was carrying too much weight to land so he wrapped his wings around both him and Aziraphale and crash rolled onto the roof of the same building.

"Crowley!" exclaimed Castiel as he ran over to the cluster of black wings.

Crowley rolled over and revealed his angel friend lying on top of his right wing.

"Please get him off me"

Castiel took Aziraphale's hand and helped him up, he handed him off to Sam who put the Angel's arm over his shoulder, Castiel took Crowley's hand and helped him up.

"What happened?"

"Aziraphale was a distraction to me...Are you guys alright?" asked Crowley who put his wings away.

"We're fine" said Dean

"Are you alright Crowley?" asked Aziraphale

"I'm fine Angel, A little sore...Come on"

Crowley placed his hand on Dean and Sam's shoulder and disappeared, he reappeared inside his apartment, seconds later Castiel appeared as well.

"Where are we?" asked Sam

"My place" answered Crowley as he took Aziraphale from Sam and took him to his bedroom.

Crowley placed Aziraphale on the bed "Get some rest Angel"

"Thank you Crowley"

"Any time"

Crowley left the room and walked back into the living room to see the others looking around.

"Why were you three in hell anyway?" he asked

"We were looking for Gabriel's horn" answered Sam

"Its not in hell"

"Its not?" asked Dean

Crowley walked over to the bookshelf on the wall and moved it to the side to reveal a secret room behind. He walked and looked around at the many things he stole from Hell when he left. He took out a box and left his little room, he placed the box on the kitchen table and opened it, in the box sat the horn of Gabriel.

"My brothers horn"

"Gabriel is your brother?"

"Crowley's name used to be Azrael" said Castiel

"I'm a dark Angel now, but I used to be one of the white winged folk" "Why do you need it anyway?"

"Every door in Hell opened and we need it to return all the souls" replied Castiel

"Rough stuff...Just get it back to me when your done with it, I promised Gabe to keep it safe"

"We will" said Sam

"We should go, will Aziraphale be okay?" asked Castiel

"I'll make sure of it, he's the only friend I've got, I ain't gonna let him die"

Castiel, Dean and Sam disappeared and Crowley walked over to the kitchen and took out a bowl and filled it with water, he took a rag out of a drawer and sat down at the table, he took off he jacket and t-shirt to reveal the abrasions that crashing on the roof had given him. Crowley put the rag in the water and then lifted it up and rung out the water and started to clean his wound, he didn't hear the bedroom door open.

"Crowley?" 

Crowley turned around to see Aziraphale leaning against the wall of the hallway.

"You should be resting Angel" he said putting the rag on the table and walking over to the angel

"What happened to you?"

"We crashed on a rooftop remember?"

"Oh, let me help"

"No you need rest, I can do this alone"

Crowley led Aziraphale over to the couch and set him down, Crowley walked back over to the table and began to clean his wounds again.

"I can feel you staring Angel"

"I'm sorry"

"For what?"

"You got hurt because of me"

"No, I got hurt because I got distracted and opened a portal in the sky"

"Distracted?"

"I wasn't expecting the Winchesters and Castiel to be in hell" lied Crowley, he was really distracted by the angels screams they had made a home in Crowley's mind.

Crowley was shocked when he felt a hand on his shoulder.

"Please let me help?"

"At least sit down and do it then"

"Alright"

Crowley stood up and turned the chair around and sat down leaning on the back looking at the wall, he flinched a little when he felt the angel's warm hand on his skin.

"Thank you for saving me"

"Anytime"

"You'll need stiches in some of these"

"Great" said Crowley sarcastically

"Would you open your wings dear boy? I need to see if they are damaged as well"

Crowley hesitated before opening his wings. Aziraphale had never seen Crowley's wings before and the sight was quite something.

"They are quite beautiful Crowley"

"Thanks"

"They are undamaged"

Crowley put his wings away and walked into the kitchen, he opened a cupboard above the sink and took out a first aid kit, he placed it on the table and opened it. He took out the sewing kit and threaded a needle.

"You do know how to do this, right?"

"Of course"

Crowley handed the needle to Aziraphale and he began to stich up the wounds that would have been too deep to heal without. When Aziraphale was done he and Crowley sat on the couch and turned on the tv.

"Are you okay Angel?"

"Yes, are you?"

"Perfect"