Confused Crowley glanced over at it, seeing the small globe, instead of it being purple and turquoise mingling this time, it was purple and green.

"Raphael?"

"Hi," Raphael quietly said, giving a small wave.

"You... You're alive!"

"Yeah."

"But how?"

Crowley shrugged. Still being unsure himself of the reason he was brought back by God (if it was God), he couldn't answer Gabriel.

He knew he wasn't brought back because God got a sudden guilt trip. He was brought back for some kind of purpose. Crowley was not aware of it yet, but had a feeling he was going to fulfill said purpose, whether he knew about it or not.

The silence was growing longer, penetrating the very walls and leaving an overall sense of awkward discomfort. The occupants in the room were both unsure of what to do. Both wondering whether they should say something first or wait for the other to break the lengthening silence.

In the end it was Gabriel who broke, continuing on his earlier obvious statement.

"I'm glad that you are alive."

Crowley gave a bemused huff. "Yeah, me too."

Gabriel shuffled slightly before sitting down and asking Crowley if he would do the same.

Crowley was confused on where he should sit down since there was only one chair in the room. Fortunately, he discovered there was a chair a few feet near Gabriel's own. He sat down.

"How… did you die?" Gabriel finally asked, breaking the silence, for good this time.

Crowley looked up, "What makes you so insistent that I died?"

Gabriel opened his mouth and closed it again. "You mean to tell me that you didn't die?" he finally asked.

Crowley looked amused at his confused face before answering. "Well that is an interesting story, one that I will probably have to share with the others later, and I honestly don't want to share it that many times. I already gave a quick version to Lu-" Crowley gave a small glare at the look Gabriel gave as he mentioned Lucifer. "Don't give me that, it's not as bad as you think, just cause he's there as well."

Gabriel held his hands up in a small surrender.

"The others? Is that where the others are? I wondered why they had gone."

"Did you search for them earlier?"

"No, I just texted Michael, asking if she wanted to go annoy Uriel."

Crowley laughed at the prospect of both Gabriel and Michael going to annoy Uriel. He had honestly thought Heaven had become this no fun, boring zone after he had gone there disguised as Aziraphale, but apparently not.

"Let me guess, she didn't answer so you went to go annoy Uriel alone?" Crowley amusedly asked.

"Oh, you know me too well, but no, I went to Uriel, and asked if she would help me find Michael."

"And then you'd team up with one of them to annoy the other?" Crowley said, surprise and amusement evident in his voice. "I didn't think you were such a team player."

Gabriel shrugged, causing Crowley to laugh again.

Gabriel awkwardly cleared his throat as Crowley stopped laughing.

"Listen Raphael. I know that you are trying to change the subject without me noticing it."

"Oh, I hoped you wouldn't notice but I suppose I should tell you a quick version. I promise I will tell you much more; we will just need to go to the others."

Gabriel nodded.

Suddenly two cups of tea appeared on the table. Crowley looked confused as Gabriel took one of the cups.

"It's lemon, I don't know about you but I'm not behind on Earth culture, no matter what it may seem like. Just like everyone, I have a favorite time period."

"Which is your… Favorite time period?"

"The 1800s. Quiet exciting period if you ask me. They were not satisfied with only one revolution, they had to have two! And all those ideas! Oh! And the music…"

"I didn't think you would watch the humans after, well, after that." Crowley said as he took a sip of his cup of tea.

Gabriel made a 'you're doing it again' face.

Crowley rolled his eyes, "Not much escapes your notice, eh… Fine… Well, uh, during the war when you all thought I had died, I didn't, thankfully, but something did happen and after it did I, uh, I was close to- After the war I… was a bit up and down. I tried to stay on Earth mostly, but it was quiet uptown at times, but never really particulier downtown." Crowley did not notice he had begun to shake, nor did he notice that Gabriel had moved closer and had put his arm around Crowley, trying to give comfort.

Taking a deep unneeded breath, he continued. "Well, after a few thousand years on Earth the apocalypse happened, thank you for that by the way. I helped Ad-the antichrist to stop Armageddon - Well, I suppose it is now Armageddon't. And after all that, things settled down, or so we thought. To answer your question about dying, yes, I did just a few thousand years later than everyone thought, but I'm back! I don't know why though."

Silence.

"First of, um, I'm sorry for Armageddon? Things were a bit depressing when we made the agreement to do it - yeah, I know what you are thinking. 'Just because you are sad, doesn't mean you should take it out on others' yadda, yadda, we knew that and we didn't , it was not us who put pressure into doing it now. Second, I'm really happy that you didn't die back then, but confused as to why you didn't find us after. Third, I'm sad that you did die and happy that you are alive," Gabriel quickly explained.

"Hey! Hey! No ruffling the hair," Raphael admonished him as he ruffled his hair, having succeeded in cheering him up.

Gabriel chuckled. "As much as I would like more details, why don't we go find the others?"

He nodded.

They both stood up and while one stretched, the other quickly brushed their pants.

"You ready?" Crowley asked Gabriel.

He nodded.

"Was everyone there? Michael, Uriel, Lucifer and Azrael?"

Crowley shook his head. "No, Azrael isn't. I think the others would flip if he was there as well. But if you are curious if he knows, he does."

Gabriel opened his mouth, ready to state his confusion before Crowley cut him off.

"No time for questions!" he said as he went to open the door. He could hear rapid shuffling and a few muffled noises from the other side.

Raising an eyebrow, he opened the door and was greeted with Custosiel standing innocently beside the door and Sandalphon standing nearby examining his nails.

"Well that looks innocent."

"Sure does."

Sandalphon turned to look at them, his cheeks hinting a small taint of red.

"So? What now? What shall now?"

"You are going to take off a few of the seraphs while I and Raphael will take care of some things with the others. Okay? Good," Gabriel said, pointing at Sandalphon as he quietly walked closer and nodded.

"Alright."

"I will send the messages, you know where to go."

Sandalphon nodded and left to wherever he was supposed to go.

Gabriel turned around and saw Raphael talking with Custosiel, both of them were smiling, one like the idiot he was, the other held a 'I'm proud of you, but I have a feeling your idea will go wrong, but I still support you' cause you're my friend' smile.

"Are you ready?" Gabriel asked him as he bid goodbye to Custosiel who went to collect the seraphs who would be Sandalphon's temporary co-workers.

"I was born ready."

"No, I'm pretty sure you were created, not born."

"It is a metaphor, not meant to be taken seriously."

"I know, I'm just trying to annoy you, was it working?"

"Screw you."

"Do it yourself, o' high and mighty."

Raphael whirled around to look at him, gaping, with wide eyes.

"Did you have to say that? You oaf, you just killed our nice tease vibe. What a great idiotic talk you started," he asked.

Gabriel gaped, " Of course I talk like an idiot, how else could you understand me?"

Both broke out laughing. Hard.

After calming down, they both continued to walk, before Crowley realized he still didn't know where Uriel went, and sheepishly told Gabriel who laughed and said he had wondered when Crowley would realize it himself and decided to wait for it.

After glaring at Gabriel, he asked if Gabriel knew where she might be, he nodded.

"Watch out, if you don't stop soon, the degree of your stupidity might be able to boil water soon."

"Screw you a- "

"Don't want to go down that road again, do we?"

…

Heaven , before the war. Exact time: unknown.

"What did you do this time?" they asked bemused, rolling around to face the person laying on the ground beside them.

"What makes you think I did something?" the figure said, mildly annoyed.

"Well, you came to me, while you were originally supposed to be with someone else at this time," they said, putting a hand up to remove some of their red hair from their face.

"Weren't you supposed to be with someone as well?"

"Yeah, well, that is not the same."

"Yes, it is! It is exactly the same, on every level you could think of."

"Except it is different people, so different levels!"

Both of them laughed.

Sitting up the redhead looked at the figure beside them, "Why are you actually here? I know when people try avoiding the subject. I personally think I'm rather good at it."

The figure sighed, feeling somewhat sheepish by coming. Not thinking it was that important or interesting enough to talk about.

"It is nothing, don't worry, it was just me being silly. I will go now, don't want to disturb you further!"

"Hey, hey! Wait, if you came here, I don't think it's just nothing, so spill. Besides, if it really is nothing, I will be the judge of that," the redhead said as he grabbed his hand before he could get up fully.

He looked at the redhead, contemplating if he should tell.

"Fine," he sighed before continuing. "Well um, before I was supposed to join Uriel in the garden, I was to be with Mother. But I forgot! And I didn't know where I should go, in fear of making the other sad… That is also why I am here." He rambled as the redhead looked on.

"Oh, you could have just started with that- No, it is not silly. Besides, I think I might know what you were to do with Mother, don't worry. It is okay that you didn't come today, she will forgive you."

"What was I to do there? Can you tell me? Please Raph."

Raph chuckled at him. "Fear not, I will tell Mother and I don't think it is her you should be worried about Gabriel."

Gabriel nodded for him to continue, listening patiently.

"Uriel will probably be a bit mad, but she will get over it, and you still have time to get there. I am sure she is still in the garden."

Gabriel looked unsure for a moment before a determined glint appeared in his eyes. "Thank you for aiding me with my problems," Gabriel said. "You will go as well? Meet who you're supposed to meet?" Gabriel remarked as he stood up and stretched his wings.

"I promise I will see Lu," Raph nodded. "See you later oaf."

"Bye, blue bird."

When they both had arrived at the exit point, a quiet silence had engulfed their walk.

The silence was not an uncomfortable one, if it were, both of them would have tried to break it at one point. Neither avid for silence for too long.

Lucky for them it was not long at all.

"Are you ready?"

"Honestly? No."

"Don't worry, you can do it," Gabriel said with a smile as he put a hand on Crowley's shoulder and touched the flying globe of Earth. Ignoring Crowley mumbling sarcastically 'Gee, so considerate'

he teleported them to their destination.

…..

After Uriel had teleported both Raphael and her to Heaven, the remaining angels and demon were left to walk the rest of the way.

Since Michael and Lucifer did not know the path, they both decided to simply follow Aziraphale, while trying to not kill each other. It did not stop them from not-so-secretly annoying each other somehow.

After having walked onto a huge lawn where they saw a few humans and a dog. Humans that Aziraphale clearly recognized since he waved and walked over.

Leaving Michael and Lucifer to give each other death glares while he explained the situations.

The humans apparently nodded and accepted the situation and quickly began walking somewhere with Aziraphale following, forcing them to follow after.

"Could you stop?!" snapped Anathema, annoyed at being caught in the middle of yet another wind created by Michael.

"Who would have thought that you two could be so childish," remarked Adam.

"Why not? We are still people, just a bit different from your usual lot."

"Good point."

After walking a little while the humans and three supernatural beings arrived at their destination, Anathema's cottage, quicker than Michael and Lucifer thought they would (they had begun walking faster after a rain cloud came 'all of a sudden' and drenched them all wet, except Michael and Lucifer, one of which had materialized an umbrella).

Luckily for them, Aziraphale had miraculously dried their clothing, but it did not stop them from still walking back faster.

When they had arrived Lucifer immediately waltzed inside and sat down on the couch with his legs crossed.

The Them had taken to occupy the kitchen with Anathema.

Michael had taken to exploring until it led her to the kitchen, where she was then forced by the Them to try whatever kind of food Anathema and Newt had in their fridge.

Newt had the unfortunate pleasure of being struck in the living room by Anathema with the order to watch Lucifer and make sure he does not do any evil.

Luckily for him, Lucifer eventually gave some mercy and stopped making Newt uncomfortable and decided to start an actual conversation, which turned to a bromance.

The atmosphere had acquired a comfortable and calm feeling, considering what was going on.

But it was not the case the whole day.

During the afternoon, some reporters and journalists had come due to the 'meteor' that had crashed a few days ago.

One journalist had the unfortunate timing of come knocking and asking questions at Anathema's cottage while she herself was busy.

So the person who opened the door happened to be Lucifer.

Lucifer looked at the male human before him with an unimpressed raised eyebrow.

"Can I help you?"

"Ah! Yes, hello, you're the owner of this house?" the journalist asked with a cheery accent.

Before Lucifer could answer the journalist spoke again, cutting the king of Hell off before he could even start.

"I have a few questions about the meteor that crashed a small few days ago. Do you mind?" The journalist said, still cheery. Completely ignoring what Lucifer was doing as she was about to ask the first of his many questions.

"Did you see the meteor as it flew by? Could you hear it? Do you kno-" the journalist cut herself off as she met Lucifer's eyes.

Lucifer looked at the human with an ice cold glare with a promise of death if you don't leave right now .

"No piss off you human equivalent of a pig. I have heard of being hit with an ugly stick, but you must have been beaten senseless." Lucifer said calmly and smacked the door closed just as Anathema slowly came and warily asked who it was.

Lucifer, Lucifer just gave her a half mad smirk and said 'no one' and walked back into the living but not before giving a not-so-secret wink to Michael on his way through the kitchen.

"This is how you deal with annoying humans," Lucifer said quietly.

"Why must you always pick a fight with humans like this!" Michael said annoyed after having taken a sip of her tea from Adam.

Lucifer scoffed. "Since when do you care?" He walked inside.

-A time skip suddenly appeared! How magical!-

Knock, knock, went the door.

"If you are another journalist, I will warn you that I have a pan! And it's warm!" Anathema yelled. "And the devil is also in the house and I promise you, he is worse than me! "

"No! No! It's just us!"

A few seconds passed with fumbling noises coming from inside the house before the door opened and Anathema peeked out, her hair swirling around.

"Ah, it's you! Come in you... three," Anathema said as they went inside.

"Why do you have a pan?" Gabriel asked.

Anathema squinted her eyes at him, "Pancakes. Want some?"

Gabriel opened his mouth to decline.

"They were originally for the Them but I sent them home since it is pretty late. They'll get the rest tomorrow."

Walking into the living room itself was a blessing to Crowley, he immediately slowed his pace down and snuck beside Uriel and Gabriel and went to sit over beside Aziraphale, who sat on the sofa.

"So," Anathema said as she clapped her hands together and looked at the occupants in the living room, which were all the actual archangels, fallen or not, and of course Aziraphale and her boyfriend Newt.

"It's late, why don't you guys talk it out here tomorrow, we have pancakes and donuts," Anathema said.

"What do you suppose we should do while waiting?" Michael slowly asked.

"Why don't you go out and eat together?" Newt awkwardly said.

"That's a great idea! I will help them, while you two get some sleep and do whatever couples also do," Aziraphale said cheerily.