For a moment her laugh calmed him, but then it stopped. His body went stiff and his brain was spinning. What was going on? Flames? Hell. His head tilted to the other side and his brow arched. He let out a sigh and took another step back. Crowley must really be upset about the way they left things. Well it was probably safe to assume that Castiel had burned that bridge. Crowley was just returning the favor with some of his friends.

He licked his lips and put his hands at his sides. No weapons in the house. Sam and Dean weren't visiting anytime soon. He was screwed (as Dean would put it). "Leave her! Now."