He really can not believe that he didn't think of it before. Trained rats! They are everywhere and they fit into small places that no one would look. It is also a very good way to keep an eye on his Angel. Aziraphale is opening his bookshop, the French are starting to cut peoples head off and with Satan keeping a tighter leash on him it isn't easy for him to keep an eye on Aziraphale himself.
Seriously, how is he supposed to tempt anyone into sin if Satan gets all possessive every single damn time? He knows that Satan isn't happy that he had managed to weasel his way out of placing part of his essences in him by pointing out he is still a low-level Demon even though he has done a lot of tempting, he worked very hard to raise in rank slowly while still pleasing Hell enough that he gets to stay on Earth.
No Demon would be pleased if he is the one making Satan whole again while he is still a low ranking demon but that is no reason to keep him from doing his job! He needs to do it if he wants to stay on Earth! Besides, he has Satan's essences in him, he has already been claimed, there is no reason for him to be jealous of every single human he comes in contact with.
But then again, Hastur and Ligur were very possessive over each other the first thousand years after they have claimed each other, maybe it's just a claiming thing? Having the hole being filled and finally feeling whole again might be their reason but it doesn't explain Satan...maybe it's because Crowley is his only chance to feel whole again? No, that is incorrect, Crowley is the only chance he would accept. There are plenty of Demons who would gladly take his place.
Crowley sighs softly as he runs his hand through his hair before tieing them up and heading towards the jail cell Aziraphale is currently held in. There is no point in thinking about that now, especially not when he has an Angel to save.
He shifts into his snake form to slither into Aziraphale's cell and he shifts back into his human form as the human turn around, he stopped time the minutes his back is completely turned to Aziraphale.
"Animals." Aziraphale is obviously upset with the whole situation.
"Animals don't kill each other with clever machines, Angel. Only humans do that." Crowley said from where he is leaning against the bars with his arms crossed. "What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be opening a bookshop?" He raises his eyebrow as he fights back a smile, knowing the answer before the question even left his lips.
"Well, I was...I got peckish."
"Peckish?"
"Well, if you must know, it was the crepes. You can't get decent ones anywhere but Paris. And the brioche..."
"So you just popped across the Channel during a revolution, because you wanted something to nibble? Dressed like that?" Crowley can't help but smile, it is just like Aziraphale to do something like this.
"I have standards, Crowley. You know that." Aziraphale returns the smile, knowing that Crowley isn't actually upset with him. "I'd heard they were getting a bit carried away over here but I didn't think it was this bad."
Crowley shakes his head. "This isn't getting a bit carried away, Angel. This is cutting off lots of people's heads efficiently with a head-cutting machine." He pushes himself off the bars and walks towards Aziraphale. "Why don't you just perform another miracle and go home?" He asked as he circles around Aziraphale.
"I was reprimanded last month. They said I'd performed too many frivolous miracles. Got a strongly worded note from Gabriel."
"Well, you're lucky I was in the area." He stopped in from of Aziraphale.
"I suppose I am." Aziraphale gives Crowley a soft smile before his delight to have Crowley here change into curiosity. "Why are you here?"
"I can't take credit for this if I don't know the details now can I?" Crowley said as he snaps his fingers and the chains fall off of Aziraphale. Aziraphale knows he has been passing off Humans evil deed as his own so he doesn't have to do anything so Crowley has no problem telling Aziraphale the truth.
"Well, I suppose I should say thank you for the rescue." Aziraphale smiled as he rubs his wrist.
"Don't. I might still have permission to tempt you but Satan has been possessive after...you know. If he finds out about this I'm getting more than a rude note." Crowley tries to keep the fear out of his voice but by the looks of Aziraphale's face, he didn't do a good job.
Aziraphale smiled sadly. "Well, anyway, I'm very grateful. What about if I buy you lunch?" He didn't push for more information even though he wants to know exactly what is going on.
Crowley is grateful for the change of subject but he still raised his eyebrow and give Aziraphale a once over. "Dressed like that?"
Aziraphale looks down at his clothes and sighs softly, with a snap of his fingers he switches clothes with his would-be executioner. "Well, barely counts of a miracle, really." He said as he moves to stand next to Crowley.
Crowley chuckle softly as he snaps his fingers to start time again and while he is at it, made Aziraphale's would-be executioner unable to speak a single word as he is being dragged out to lose his head. "Dressed like that, he's asking for trouble." He turns to watch the man being dragged away before turning back to Aziraphale. "What's for lunch?"
Aziraphale thinks for a while before his face light up. "What would you say to some crepes?"
Aziraphale sighs softly as he watches the humans dance with each other, he had not intended to accept the invitation to this party but the host of the party had promised to give him the first pick of the books he had collected in his travels before auctioning them to the highest bidder. So here he is, watching from the side as the humans enjoy themselves with a glass of wine in his hand, oh what he would give to be back home in his bookshop.
But all regret went out of the window when she walked in. Her long flowing red hair stands out upon the black dress that hugs against her figure and leaves nothing to the imagination as the train trails behind her. The oversized bell sleeves hide her hands and it isn't until she lifts her hand for the host to kiss that he saw that she is wearing long black silk with a black snake with red outline, which reminds him of Crowley's snake form, curled around the gloves and rest its head on the back of her hand.
Aziraphale felt something grow inside of him as he watches her dance with various men throughout the night. It wasn't until one of them was daring enough to lean down for a kiss did he realise what he is feeling; jealousy. He wants to be the one dancing with her, the one she presses her body against and whisper sweet words into his ear.
He was never one to deny himself of his wants, especially when it doesn't get in the way of his angelic duties and when it involves the beautiful Demon in front of him. And so in a matter of seconds, he is by her side with a sweet smile on his face to hide his true feeling before the man could kiss her and hold out his hand in a silent request to dance. He smirked when she quickly accepted his hand and he stole her away from her previous dance partner. "What are you doing dressed like this?" He whispered into her ear.
"Enjoying myself of course." She smiled softly as she dances with Aziraphale. "I'm finally free and I am not going to let this opportunity pass me by."
"You're free?" Aziraphale asked in surprise. "What happened?"
"Had a fight with Satan and now I am free to do what I want." She smirked as she gently places a hand on Aziraphale's cheek and leans closer. "I failed a job because he can't stop being possessive and everyone knows it so he has no choice but to free me." She whispered into Aziraphale's ear. She has a smile when she pulls back to look Aziraphale in his eyes and gently hold his hand over her heart. "He's gone."
Aziraphale let out the breath he didn't know he was holding when he feels Crowley's essences and only felt Crowley. "You're free..." He whispered and smiled brightly. "I'm happy for you, Dear."
Crowley smiled back just as brightly as she let go of Aziraphale's hand and wrap her arms around his neck. "I have something I need to ask of you, meet me at the park tomorrow." She whispered into his ear and gently kiss his cheek while stroking his other cheek as she pulls away from him and disappears into the crowd.
Aziraphale touch where Crowley has kissed him as he watches him leave. He knows that there are humans glaring at him but he couldn't care less. Crowley kissed him, sure it is on the cheek but a kiss is a kiss, he'll be meeting Crowley for something that sounds important and most importantly, Crowley is free. He smiled happily as he leaves the party, the books no longer matter to him. All he wants is to go home and wait for tomorrow to come so he can meet his only friend again.
Aziraphale has just gotten back to his bookshop after meeting with Crowley and is leaning against his front door trying to hold back his tears. He can't believe it, was it so horrible that Crowley is willing to kill himself instead of getting back together with Satan? Holy Water...he has to keep it away from Crowley. He doesn't know what he would do if he loses him...he'll just have to stay away from him for a while. Surely Crowley would change his mind after being given time to think about it...right?
Aziraphale finds himself with his back pressed against his front door but this time he is hugging a bag of his books against his chest as he covers his mouth with his other hand. He can't believe it, he thought he has been successful in avoiding his Demon but it seems his Demon has been keeping an eye on him.
His heart filled with love as he remembers how his Demon had entered the church to save him even though the Holy grounds burn him and he can't help but smile softly. Even though his Dear Demon is still trying to get his hands on some Holy Water his action made it clear to him that he is more important and that realization almost made his heart bust from the overwhelming love he felt towards his Demon.
He smiled softly to himself as he carefully put his books away and keeps the bag in his room as a reminder of how important he is to his Demon.
Aziraphale is in his bed for the first time since he has gotten it, curled up under his blanket as he hugs his pillow close, wishing that it is his Demon instead as he cried his eyes out.
After he had overheard his Demon's plan to steal Holy Water; he had acted without thinking. He grabbed his nice old-fashioned tartan Thermos flask and filled it with water before blessing it. With more than enough Holy Water to kill a Demon in his hands he prayed. He prayed to God that the Holy Water he is about to give his Demon won't kill him before rushing out to catch his Demon in time to hand him the Holy Water. He would rather give him what he wants and hope that God has heard him than risk his Demon breaking into a church.
He knows it is too late to regret now and all he can do is hope to God that he doesn't lose his Demon...the very thought of never seeing his Demon again...never hearing his voice calling out to him again... Just the thought alone is enough for him to bust into tears again. He can't lose his Demon, no matter what it takes he has to protect his Demon, his entire essences screams with the need to protect his Demon.
If he had felt this way when he had first met his Demon he would have suspected his Demon and he might not be able to trust him as much as he does now. But now...now it doesn't even cross his mind that he shouldn't be feeling this way over a Demon. He had spent years with Crowley and he knows exactly what kind of Demon he is. No one can change his mind and nothing could ever be as important to him as his Demon.
He doesn't know exactly when Crowley has become so important to him or when he started thinking of Crowley as his but he can feel it in his very essences that it is true and he would never allow anyone to take HIS Demon away from him. No matter who they are.
/I'm back! Sorry for the long wait. Anyway the time for Crowley and Aziraphale to raise Warlock is almost here, if there's anything you would like to see them do with him, a longer chapter of them raising Warlock or a shorter one let me know as soon as possible so I can add it to the story! I'll be having them raise Warlock since he's a baby so go nuts with your ideas! I'll do my best to add as many as I can!
