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You never used your phone.
Until you met him.
He was a family friend, you could trust him, right?
...
Ring Ring!
Caller ID: 666
His number popped up but you weren't in the room. You were talking to Castiel in the main room. And then dean walked in.
You've been a hunter of supernatural beings for decades, a professional one for the last few years, you usually worked with your team,but sometimes you work on your own to slay the beasts they couldnt see.
You grew up at camp halfblood. You protected camp until the Titan war. When the time came that the prophecy was coming true, you had a major role in the war, you were a spy who worked for the Olympian army.
"Evangeline.... Why is Crowley calling you?"
Dean Asked.
You choked on your words for a second.
"Erm-"
You studdered
"Well?"
Dean questioned.
"Why does it matter?"
You asked.
"Maybe because we hate him? "
Dean answered.
"Ah."
You spoke blankly.
That's when you ran out of the main room, grabbed your phone and dashed to you bedroom to grab your emergency bag.
You almost made it out of your room before you ran into Dean.
"Answer my question."
Dean said.
"What question?"
You asked.
"Why is Crowley calling you, as a matter of fact why does he have your number?"
He restated.
"Why were you looking at my phone?"
You retorted.
"It was out on the counter and face up."
Dean explained.
"Well.. Actually that's fair.. "
You admitted.
"Tell me why he's calling you."
Dean insisted.
"He's sort of a friend to my family.."
You responded.