witness protection

by Grey Foxes

in which the winchesters are, for once, aren't the liars, crowley is still crowley but crowley isn't crowley and never was crawly and aziraphale is as much as a filthy liar as crowley is.

1. Chapter 1

Sam Winchester knew, somehow, that when Lucifer changes out of Jessica's body into a middle-aged blonde man, that isn't him. It's not Lucifer.

The angel, or whatever it is, starts to lie.

Sam isn't sure how he knows this.

"What the hell?" There's a new voice, and not-Lucifer freezes for a split second before slowly turning the direction of the voice. Sam turns, following not-Lucifer's line of sight. The speaker is a tall, tanned dark-haired man wearing sunglasses. He was scowling. "Get out." He snaps, glaring at not-Lucifer.

"Crowley," Not-Lucifer fairly snarls, and Crowley stiffens, looking startled for a brief, surprised instant. "What are you doing?"

"You called me Crowley," Crowley says, apparently surprised, "You've- never mind that." Crowley scowls, fingering his sunglasses. "What in the seven he-heav-somethings are you doing?" He pauses again. Looks at Sam. "Not here."

"Right," Lucifer scoffs, but vanishes anyway. Crowley looks at Sam again, something indescribable in his gaze, and follows after Lucifer.

(crowley always was in the garden.)

(that bit never changes)

(aziraphale always is at the gates)

(that never changes either)