Aziraphale rolled over, his arm reached over for his demonic lover, only to feel empty sheets. "Crowley?" He called out sleepily as he grabbed his glasses off the nightstand. Slowly getting up and making his way to the door, Aziraphale paused when the sound of soft singing reached his ears. Making his way to the room, he could hear the singing getting louder. Peering into the room, he saw Crowley standing in the tiny bedroom, bouncing a tiny bundle in his arms. "You know you could have just woke me up." Aziraphale said as he crossed his arms and leaned against the doorway. Crowley looked up. "I know, but I heard her and you where sound asleep." Crowley muttered looking down at the small child wrapped in a pink blanket. "Besides you've done enough as it is." Smiling Aziraphale walked over and placed a kiss on his husband's cheek. "How did I ever end up with you?" Crowley smirked before placing a kiss on Aziraphale's lips. "You're just enough of a bastard to be worth liking." Aziraphale frowned before playfully punching Crowley in the shoulder. "And you must be just enough of a good guy for me to have fallen in love with you." He muttered before taking the little girl, who was now sound asleep, back into her crib. Crowley smiled before wrapping his arms around Aziraphale's middle. "I love you angel, always remember that" he muttered, placing a kiss on the crown of his lovers head.
A small girl, only around the age of 4, ran through the gardens that surrounded the entrance to the cemetery. A man with black hair followed behind the blond child, a bouquet of red roses in his arms. The girl ran over to one of the many tombstones that covered the grounds. "Sweetie, wait up for Papa." The black haired man called causing his daughter to stop. "Papa, I found Daddy's stone." She said looking at the tombstone with a set of angel wings carved into it. The man walked up before keeling down next to the girl. "Happy Birthday daddy." The little girl said smiling, as the man placed the bouquet of roses in front of the grave. "Happy birthday angel, we both really miss you." The man said before standing up and dusting his dress pants off.
"Crowley?" The black haired man spun around before seeing two men in front of him. The taller one had long hair and the shorted one had short hair that was dirty blonde in color. "Moose, Squirrel." Crowley growled lowly. He quickly grasped his daughter's hand before turning to walk away. "You knew an angel?" Dean asked quickly causing Crowley to stop. "Yes, he was my Husband." Crowley answered before picking up his daughter. "We met a very long time ago and we slowly fell in love. We got married and had this little princess here" Crowley's voice started to crack "The higher up's found out that the King of the crossroads fell for a angel, so they killed Aziraphale before I could save him." Crowley looked down, tears slowly rolled down his cheeks. Slowly his daughter reached up and wiped her father's tears way. "I'm sorry Crowley, we never knew" Sam started only to have Crowley stop him. "We all have our demons, Moose, even the King of hell has them."