Chapter 17 I am back

Aziraphale was in shock to see a figure, he knew very well sitting outside his bookshop. Not much surprises him but this did. He didn't expect to ever see his best friend again, yet there he was waiting for him like always.

"I saw you with that girl again. I came by..." Crowley stands, hoping to get to go into the bookshop. Aziraphale didn't answer him just grabs him in an embrace.

"I..."

"Let's go inside before I am seen being grabbed by a..."

"I don't care, I...I so happy to see you. I..." Crowley twists the doorknob, to find it not even locked. Twisting his friend around he was able to get both of them, still embraced inside the door.

"Now that's better, isn't it. No one here but us."

"Wait you were spying on me again," Aziraphale let's go to see the eyes of his friend.

"That's what I do," Crowley flips his hands over. "I thought I was going to lose you again and the more I thought about it...I."

"You what?" Aziraphale turns his head some in confusion.

"I wanted to congratulate you I..." Crowley ran his hands through his hair.

"You were the one who called the cops on her?" Crowley gives Aziraphale one of his smirks. That's when Aziraphale knew that that was definitely a yes, that it was the work of Crowley.

"I did no such thing," Aziraphale knew Crowley was lying, he also did that. Aziraphale stares Crowley down, knowing that that was one of the things Crowley hated most was when his friend does that to him. "Okay okay I did," Crowley confesses, "I...I was protecting you. I...I was jealous, I..."

"Jealous of me an angle, I..."

"Well, I was at first then I saw how you got her out of the mess. I figured one of us should be happy,"

"Oh, Crowley you're turning into a softy," responds Aziraphale as he pokes at his friend.

"I changed," a pause from Crowley, "Yikes I can't believe I said that!" Crowley shakes head but in reality, he had some. Ever since both switched bodies that day, which he still couldn't wrap his head around that one. How they didn't explode when their souls met.

"So you know, uh um all about who she is?"

"No," Crowley stares at his friend, "I saw her in the bar, rushing out I should say." He rolls his eyes, "When I followed her she came here, so I um.." Crowley, swallows, "I figured that she was your girlfriend that you didn't tell me about."

"Crowley," Aziraphale starts but Crowley puts his finger up. "Wait." Aziraphale knew by now that he interrupted his friend and he better be quiet and let him finish. "And if I want to be in your life and oh hell I do then I will have to accept her as well." although, Crowley really wants to add that he just wants to be the only one.

Crowley wants to see his friend happy and if this woman makes him that way, then it was meant to be. But when was it his time to be happy? Crowley could feel the tears start to flow again but he couldn't let his friend see that none of it, so he sightly turns his head away from Aziraphale.

"You want it to be like it was with just the two of us, don't you." Crowley winkles his nose and a small sniff escapes. Maybe there is a chance for us after all Aziraphale thought.

"Well, can you blame a guy, we have been through everything together. I mean even seeing the master Santan and are still here standing, who can say that?"

"She's not my girlfriend," Aziraphale tries again to tell him. "She's..."

"What?" Crowley stares over at him. "I thought," a slight pause and then a grin forms on the lips of Crowley when the thought pops into his head. "Wait that means she was. You devil you were holding back on me all these years your..."

"No no no," Aziraphale responds quickly, waving his hands about, after thinking the same thing Crowley was. "Not that either. Nothing sinister."

"What other way can there be, I mean, I know I would have but that's the demon in me. I am not like...anyways who is she then?"

"Sit down, Crowley," Aziraphale points to a chair.

"I don't wanna, what I wanna know is who she was...is..." Crowley's voice was changing to a more angry voice, "Now! Right, this minute! Tell me! I deserve that much."

"She's..." Aziraphale takes a deep breath and sits down at his desk, not looking at Crowley as he continues to try to tell him. who she really was. Aziraphale didn't really know-how, this was hard for him. He couldn't lie but was she really who she said she was? what if she wasn't and he was getting played this whole time. It wouldn't have been the first time. That's what he liked about Crowley, what you see is what you get with him. He's more a truth-teller then he thinks he is.

"She's..." Aziraphale tries for the third time.

"Oh just spit it out already," Crowley comments, "Most of the time you can't keep your mouth shut, so why start now?"

"She's..." Aziraphale this time glances over at him, wanting to see his face, "She's your daughter."

"My what now?" Crowley sounds shocked, not at all what Aziraphale thought, "How?"

"If you don't know where babies come from Crowley, I can't help you."

"No no no not that," Crowley waves his hands around. "I know where babies come from but, how?"

"Again I...Do we need a history lesson on that." Aziraphale chuckles.

"No, when I guess is the better question."

"That my friend was all you," But really Aziraphale didn't have the answer to that one either. Crowley had...The last time that Aziraphale could remember his friend even mentioning being with a woman was when he became a demon. If that was true then could she possibly be another angel? or demon-like him here on earth to trick them both. What did she really want? All of this was making Aziraphale 's mind swirl with way too many thoughts. Some good ones, some not so good and then the dark dark ones. Darker then Crowley could ever be.

To be continued...