"Me?" Crowley dropped his feet and sat up. Johann lifted his head, but let it drop back down after a moment. Crowley leaned forward, hands on his knees. "What did I do? I picked your unconscious ass up off the ground."
He sighed. Leave it to Anna to be pissy, when he'd quite possibly saved her. Anything could have happened to her out there, depending on who found her. "I couldn't very well take you to your own bed, no thanks to your meddling brothers. So I brought you here. First the damn dog's been quite in weeks."