Here is the final chapter thank you for waiting for the ending sorry it took so long. I hope you enjoy it. Of course I own nothing.
They both knew it would happen, but both hoped it would happen later rather than sooner. They were wrong, and now Crowley and Aziraphale stood in front of the Almighty herself in a line with the four remaining archangels.
"Sooo." Crowley looked up and down the row, from Aziraphale on his left to Uriel on his right, then Gabriel, Micheal, and Sandalphon. "Are we starting a new choir? Cause my singing voice is a little out of practice and may have forgotten some of the hymns."
Sandalphon growled, Micheal rolled her eyes and Gabriel and Uriel stopped themselves from laughing.
"Crowley dear I don't think now is the time." Aziraphale chided. Meanwhile God remained silent.
"I'm just warning them, I mean I guess six of us could be a basketball team, you know we'll need that sub you know Sandy down there can't play a full half." Crowley continued, again another growl from the bald archangel.
"Are you done?" God smirked.
"I suppose." The not demon shrugged.
"Then we have much to discuss." The Almighty informed. "Obviously we've had an eventful couple of years."
"A bit more for some of us than others, but who's really keeping score." Crowley threw out.
"Crowley." Aziraphale warned.
"No, he's absolutely correct, the two of you have been through a lot." God assured, "However, this meeting is to primarily discuss job assignments from here on out."
"Job assignments." Aziraphale fidgeted with his waistcoat. "I was under the impression that we were to be left alone."
"I would like to make this proposition and if you are not interested, then I will honor the agreement Crowley, Gabriel, and yourself came up with." The Almighty returned, "Though it will be noted that I never said that you would be left alone that is an agreement that you six came up with on your own."
"Of course Mother." Aziraphale frowned.
"Hold on, I haven't been on Heaven's pay roll for 6,000 years." Crowley reminded, "And I have no intention of stopping my, how would you say it, 'sinful behavior'"
"I'm not expecting you to at all my son." God chuckled. "Though whether you realized it or not at the time you never did stop healing."
"Yea well consider it pro bono." Crowley shrugged.
"What will their new jobs be Mother?" Uriel spoke up.
"They won't be new jobs at all, they will be given the original jobs they were created for." God smiled, "As I recall a couple of you complained quite vocally about the number of jobs Raphael had as opposed to yourself."
"Yes well he had four units he was in charge of and we each only had one." Gabriel hoped to defend himself, "We were just concerned about his ability to complete all of those."
"And I appreciate your concern, now how about I split those four jobs up between two beings? Does that sound more manageable?" The Almighty returned.
"Of course Lord, it is entirely your decision always has been it was wrong of us to assume we may have known better." Gabriel backtracked.
"So can we give Aziraphale the job with the sword. I'm not a fan of pointy, stabby objects." Crowley offered up the flaming sword to the Almighty, "It's never really been my scene."
"Aziraphale will be the Protector and the Teacher, and yes the sword will be his." God assured, "I couldn't give it to him initially, I had to make sure he wasn't going to give it away again." God chuckled and the angel blushed, accepting the sword from his Lord.
"Of course not Mother, I won't, I most definitely will not give the sword away again. I promise." Aziraphale tried to reassure.
"I know my child." God laughed, "And Crowley will be the Archangel of healing and creating. How's that sound?"
"I think I can handle that." Crowley smirked, accepting the staff that now had a snake wrapped around it, other than that completely the same as it had been 6,00 years ago.
"But that staff can be just as dangerous in a battle as a sword, as you well know." God warned.
"Well then I think I'll just avoid battles then and hang out in the medic tents and hospitals." The not demon admired his staff.
"Does this mean that they have to stay in Heaven now?" Micheal frowned.
"They would be miserable." Uriel agreed.
"No, there are very few up here to protect and to heal." God assured.
"I don't know I know a couple angels whose attitudes could use a little TLC." Crowley shot a glance down at Sandalphon who growled once again, Micheal rolled her eyes, Gabriel coughed into his hand to stifle a laugh, and Uriel could do nothing but choke down her own laughter.
"Regardless, you will both be free to return to the lives you have made on earth." The Almighty chuckled as well. "Though you will be expected to return once a decade for the meeting of Archangels."
"Do we have to?" Crowley pouted.
"We would be honored to attend." Aziraphale quickly shut down his best friend.
"Does this mean Raphael is gone?" Uriel breathed.
Does it?" The Lord turned to the duo.
"Not at all little sister." Crowley smirked.
"He'll always be there if he's needed." Aziraphale agreed.
