A/N: I wuvvles this thingy, I do. I wuvvles it lots! Yes, random poem written because I wanted to use the last two lines of the first and second stanzas.

Warnings: It's C/A. As if the majority of the fics in this fandom aren't anyway. Oh, and it's sad at the end.

Disclaimer: Whatever you do, don't look under my bed.

Summary: After the End, they are still just an angel and a demon.

"Apocalypse"
My smile was enough to melt your frozen heart
And return you to the Light.
It burnt you to ashes from the inside out,
And let you experience Love again.
My smile put the white back in your wings
And the blue back in your eyes—
You were an angel with me in heaven.
But only in my dreams, my dear.
Only in my dreams.

You got me in your flat, tempted me with lust,
And pulled me to the Dark.
I became everything I was meant to detest
And I Loved it all.
You managed to shade my wings with black,
And my eyes saw naught but blood—
I was a demon with you in hell.
But it wasn't quite what it seemed, my dear.
It wasn't quite what it seemed.

I'm sorry, my dear.
It was never meant to end up this way,
Though I knew it would.
Because I can never change what I was created for—
And did you ever truly realize I was an angel, my Love?
I am an Angel, my Love.
A/N: Yes. Um. In case anyone doesn't get it (don't see how you couldn't, but whatever). First Stanza: Aziraphale's dreams of Crowley Rising back into God's Grace. Second Stanza: Aziraphale had Fallen (rather late, yes) just before the Apocalypse…but the last two lines say that it was just a ruse. Or suggest that, at least. Third Stanza: Aziraphale kills Crowley because God ordered him to and he has no choice but to do what God says since he's an angel and all that.

The end. I'm going to sleep now. (I wish. Actually, I'm going to work. Bleh.)