When I received the Antichrist all I could do was repeatedly say, "Shit." Because I could feel that I wasn't allowed to interfere with this plan, but at the same time...I was...and I couldn't figure it out.

When I did figure it out, Aziraphale and I watched over the wrong boy for eleven years!

When the demons came for me, I felt the aura tether completely snap and that's NEVER happened before. I made my way to the book shop as fast possible and it was up in flames. 'NO!' I had thought loudly and when he was no where to be found, I came to the heart wrenching conclusion that someone killed him. I had failed in protecting him, and he was my best friend.

When he appeared in front of me I was overjoyed even though I was drunk.

As Satan was showing up, when he asked me to do something or he wouldn't talk to me again, all I could think was, 'I can't let that happen. I have to stop time so we can talk to Adam!' I knew doing that would lead to questions from Aziraphale.

When we body swapped and Gabriel told 'Aziraphale' to shut his stupid mouth and die already, it took all I had not to kill him. So, I did the next best thing. I stepped in the fire, felt it's warmth as it soothed my muscles and I breathed the fire at the prick. Worth every second.

Now, we were heading back from the Ritz. It was a good day...all things considered. Then, we stepped into the book shop and there stood Gabriel like the dick he was. "So...it's true." He breathed out disapprovingly.

"I thought you were going to leave me alone." I heard Aziraphale growl out, causing my eyes to widen quite a bit, but no one noticed.

"Oh, I was. You certainly um...you're an abomination and we couldn't figure out how you could possibly withstand the fire, but I had a thought. Perhaps those pictures that Michael showed me had something to them. You're corrupted aren't you? You're fallen."

Aziraphale let out a heavy sigh as he let out his wings. "As you can see, I'm not fallen or corrupted!"

"Yes, your wings and grace are pure. However, that makes it that much more confusing, and it means you know something we don't. So!" He snapped his fingers and Uriel came forward and bound me in magical ropes. "The two of you are coming with us until we figure it out. Since holy water won't work on Crowley and the fire won't work on you, we're just going to have to come up with different methods of getting you to explain what happened." Without warning we were suddenly transported to heaven in the same room the fire was put in and they quickly placed me on a rack with my jacket, shirt, tie, socks, and shoes removed.

They had placed Aziraphale in a chair much like I was put in when I was disguised as him. "You're..going to torture him!?"

Gabriel let out a sickening chuckle. "There's something going on with you two, and we're going to get to the bottom of it. We'll ask the both of you questions. I'll be asking Crowley, and Uriel will be asking you. Anytime either of you refuses to answer or at least refuses to answer honestly...Crowley will be...wounded. So!" Gabriel turned to face me and I already wanted to light his ass on fire. "Crowley...are you romantically involved with Aziraphale?"

"No." I answered and I noticed the binds on my wrist were glowing gold.

"Huh...you're telling the truth. You see...these binds...if you're lying they'll glow red. If you're telling the truth they'll glow gold. Uriel, your turn."

'They're treating us like a game of catch!' I thought furiously.

"Aziraphale, have you been plotting against heaven since before the Antichrist was born?"

"No." He sighed out as he moved uncomfortably against his binds that started to glow gold.

"Well then...at least there's that. Crowley...did you murder a fellow demon using holy water?"

"Yes." I grumbled low, and my binds glowed golden once again.

Uriel nodded her head and looked to Aziraphale who's eyes widened considerably. "Did you know he murdered another demon with holy water?"

"No, I didn't."

I watched with a twinge of guilt as his binds glowed truthfully. "Huh, seems like an awful thing to do to someone who you're supposed to share a side with." Gabriel grinned wickedly as he turned to face me again. "Crowley, do you trust Aziraphale more than your fellow demons?"

"Demons don't trust."

"Yes or no, Crowley!" He shouted and I just glared at him. "Answer it Crowley!" When I didn't answer he let out a sigh and shook his head. He then conjured a flaming sword and cut from my right shoulder down to the top of my ribs, causing me to scream in agony as the fire seared my skin and boiled my blood. "ANSWER THE QUESTION, DEMON!"

"STOP!" I heard Aziraphale cry out.

"Y-Yes!" I breathed out heavily. "With my life. I trust him with my life!" The binds glowed a brighter gold than they had for the other questions.

"You said demons don't trust." Gabriel stated with a calculative tone.

"I'm different...and I believe...it's the...angel's turn."

"Quite right." Uriel nodded. "Aziraphale, did you know that he held such trust in you?"

"N-No. I did not. What do these questions have to do with me and the fire and him with the holy water?"

"We're asking the questions!" Gabriel snapped before turning to face me. "How are you different!?" I glared at him and kept my mouth shut. "Answer!" When I didn't answer, he made another deep cut from my left shoulder to just under my arm, drawing out more screams of pain from my sore throat. "Answer!"

"Crowley! Just answer!" Aziraphale pleaded and I could feel the heartache in his soul, but I can't say it. Especially not to them.

"Do you know what makes him different?"

"Not exactly."

'No, Aziraphale!' I shouted in my mind.

"Wait...what do you mean...not exactly?" Gabriel questioned as Aziraphale's binds gave off a soft golden glow.

"W-Well...he's able to show kindness."

That nearly caused Gabriel to drop his sword and Uriel stepped back exactly one step as the binds glowed brilliantly with pure golden light. "Demons aren't capable of kindess. That shouldn't be possible." Uriel stated.

"It shouldn't be possible that he survived holy water either." Gabriel muttered as he turned to face me. "Crowley, is Aziraphale different in a similar way to you?"

I spat in his face which earned me a sharp and quick stab in between my first and second ribs on the left side. I let out a cough and blood came out. "Prat." I laughed out. "Never...thought...Archangels would be...scared of a...principality."

"Answer the question, you ingrate!"

"Oh, I'M the...ingrate!? For...YEARS you've...done nothing...but belittle...Aziraphale! For years...you've looked...at him...like he was...nothing more than...a maggot! He...knows more...about GOD'S...creation...HUMANS...than YOU! The...Archangels!" I finished with a heavy breath as the pain still lingered greatly and I could feel my blood soaking my pant legs.

"Aziraphale..." Uriel started with agitation in her voice. "Do you know how you're different in a way similar to Crowley?"

"I...I..." Gabriel started coming after me with the sword again. "DON'T KNOW!"

Gabriel turned to face Aziraphale and noticed that the binds gave a weak golden glow. "Fine. Crowley, when you fell..."

"I...didn't...fall." I breathed out in between ragged breaths, and glanced over as the binds started to glow gold. 'Shit!'

"You...what!?" Gabriel and Uriel breathed out in unison and I looked up at Aziraphale, who wore a dumbfounded expression.

"Aziraphale, did you know this!?" Uriel quickly questioned with a slightly shaking voice.

"He...he's told me that he's sauntered vaguely downwards...that he went willingly...but...I never honestly believed him about that."

I looked at Gabriel and I watched as his brow furrowed in confusion. "But...he's a demon. His aura screams demon, he has access to Hell, the other demons treated him with high regard before the Antichrist incident, and he was one of the most powerful demons." He moved forward and took off my glasses. "He has the eyes of a snake. Crowley...are you the demon that tempted Eve?"

"Yes." I answered with a small smile. "That...would be...me."

"Are you a demon?"

"Yes." I spoke and quickly added in my mind, because I knew how these binds worked, '...and no.' I looked over and both of them glowed gold.

"But you didn't fall."

"Nope. Sauntered...vaguely...downwards."

"How?" Uriel asked with a confused expression. "God casted everyone who rebelled...out."

"I...didn't...rebel." I told them truthfully. might as well considering where I'm at. Besides, Aziraphale knows and he would've told them the truth. The binds glowed to show I was honest and I looked up at them both and they were more shocked than when I had seen them after I stepped in the fire disguised as Aziraphale...but perhaps that was them being afraid instead.

I heard the crackle of fire and the cracking of a floor and I looked to my far right, and quickly noticed Beelzebub coming forward. "YOU'RE LATE!" Gabriel spat.

"I don't care for your words or your time, Gabriel. Now..." She looked at Aziraphale and he was suddenly on a similar rack like I was and he was also topless, sockless, and shoeless. "...let's get started on the angel."

"Here I thought you would've all left us alone." Aziraphale glared at her, and I felt his wrath grow beneath the surface, but no one else felt it.

"We told Crowley we would leave him alone. We said nothing about you. However, if we can torture him a little for information on the peculiar incident...Well...win-win." Beelzebub immediately took out a rusty and jagged knife and slowly cut Aziraphale deep from his shoulder and down his right arm.

"LEAVE HIM ALONE!" I growled through the pain.

"Oh? And why should I? Tell me, Crowley...what is he to you? Oh, and before you answer you may want to remember...I'm a demon...and creative with torture."

"He's like a brother to me!" I told them all with as much honesty I could muster. I had already thought he died, I don't want to see him tortured before my eyes, but the feeling of joy that blossomed within Aziraphale healed some of the physical pain I had already endured, but it wasn't noticeable.

"WE were supposed to be like your brothers! What makes you so different, Crowley? We never did figure that out."

"Apparently he can show kindness." Uriel stated as she crossed her arms.

"Kindness!? What an atrociously good word for a demon! We don't know how to be kind! Nor do we WANT to know!"

"Aziraphale's binds glowed gold when he said it. That means it was true." Gabriel stated and I was growing agitated as he still held my glasses.

My eyes widened as Beelzebub looked increasingly confused and quickly turned around, breathing heavily. She then started slashing him repeatedly. I couldn't take it anymore. I screamed and despite not exactly knowing I could, I commanded the binds to break and I rushed to Aziraphale, and I threw Beelzebub half way across the room, showing my wings fully in a completely protective manner. "LEAVE. HIM. ALONE!" I growled out in such a way that shook my own body as I ignored my wounds.

"W-W-WINGS!?" Beelzebub stuttered out in obvious fear as she staggered back until she fell on her ass.

"Y-You have wings!?" Gabriel stepped back in the same way, followed by Uriel.

"What...is...the problem with...him...having wings?" I turned around to face Aziraphale and I immediately healed his wounds. "How did you do that?" He whispered low enough to where only I could hear, but I wasn't going to answer him. I turned back around, displaying wings in a protective manner again.

"Aziraphale..." Beelzebub started with a look of pure terror. "...God ripped our wings off! HE SHOULDN'T HAVE WINGS!"

"Well...then why does he?"

"Th-That...is a very good question." Gabriel stuttered out as he gawked at me. Meanwhile, Beelzebub made herself scarce, sinking back into the floor.

"Well, now that she's gone..." I turned around and released Aziraphale from his binds. "...better, Angel?"

"EXPLAIN, CROWLEY!" Gabriel commanded, and I wasn't going to be commanded to do anything by the likes of him!

I turned around and walked up to Gabriel and punched him in the face. "That's for trying to kill Aziraphale!" I then punched him in the gut hard enough to send him flying. "And THAT'S for having him tortured!"

"Wh-What are you!?" Uriel questioned with a shaking voice as she went to help Gabriel up.

"FUCKING PISSED OFF! THAT'S WHAT I AM!" I waited for them to come to me, because I wasn't going to let myself get too far from Aziraphale.

"No, as a being...what are you!?" Gabriel breathed out as he quickly healed his injuries.

"I'm a demon."I answered and it was still true...slightly.

"THEN HOW DO YOU HAVE WINGS!?" Gabriel shouted as he stepped closer. "They're not white either!"

"I told you! I didn't fall! I went willingly, you arrogant pompous bastard! You don't even remember me, do you!?"

"I think I would remember an abomination!"

"There were Guardians of the Garden of Eden. Aziraphale at the East, and three others stationed at North, West, and South. I was the one who tended to the Garden before Adam and Eve were created."

"You...you were the center angel!?"

"Yes!" I growled as I kept my wings out.

"But you're a demon!" Uriel raised her voice.

"That's true."

"But you have wings!" Gabriel spat.

"That is also true."

"WHAT are you!?" They questioned again in unison.

"None of your business!" Next thing I know they're both coming after me, and Aziraphale let's his wings out as he flies past me and towards them. He snatches Gabriel's flaming sword and steps back to stand beside me.

"Why does it matter what he is!?" He shouted and I felt the wrath in full force as he shouted louder than I knew he was able.

"He can't be BOTH! That's impossible!"

"Oh really?" I chuckled darkly before I stopping time around us, taking us to my usual place that only I knew about until recently. I watched as Gabriel and Uriel's extra wings were released and they looked around in awe. "God!" I smirked, and they looked at me with disbelief and anxiousness. "They said it's impossible for me to be both a demon and an angel!"

"Like she would answer an abomination like y-"

"Impossible, huh?" She spoke and I could hear a grin. "Gabriel...Uriel...I am disappointed in the both of you. Even if he were both, it would not be impossible for me. I have created many things. Surely...you are not expressing doubt in me, are you? That will lead to you falling."

"W-Well...then what is he!?" Uriel asked as she looked up at the sky.

"Crowley, do you wish for them to know?"

"I do not!" I spat as I stayed protective of Aziraphale.

"Then, Gabriel and Uriel...you shall never know. If I hear of you torturing them or any other angel like you had just moments ago EVER again, I will assume doubt has filled your mind and I will fell you immediately. Am I clear?"

"Y-Yes L-Lord!"

There was a bright flash of light and suddenly we were dressed and in the back room of the book shop. 'Oh...this is going to be interesting...' I thought with a twinge of anxiousness.