Crowley didn’t get summoned often, but every couple of years there was that familiar pain of a soul nearby, so desperate as to wish for help from a demon. And, well. If Crowley didn’t take those calls, who would?

Warlock summons a demon and guess who it is. For the full text and tags as well as to leave kudos or comments visit the original fic here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/24001438