Anna was cleaned up, and there wasn't much else for Crowley to do. He should probably try to find some pain killers, maybe even antibiotics, but he wasn't a doctor. He was a demon, and demons didn't go around taking care of people like he caught himself doing.
He sighed, shook his head, and walked out of the bedroom. he left Johan at Anna's side, and went to sit on the sofa. He thought maybe he should try to find a doctor for Anna, but he really didn't want to try to explain the wounds on her back. He flipped the television on, and figured he'd wait a while, see how Anna was in a few hours.