The minute he stepped inside he is picked up and pressed against someone's chest. "Oh, my baby has finally returned! I've missed you so much!" A feminine voice cried out.

Anthony groan softly when he heard the voice and tries to free himself. "Let me down, Raphael! What are you even doing here?"

Raphael shifts her hold on Anthony so he is now sitting on her arm with her other arm around his back to keep him from falling. "I just missed you so much, Crowley." She said softly. "I have been watching over you for so long and when I turn my back for a second you disappeared! I couldn't find you so I could only wait with Aziraphale."

Anthony, or Crowley, look at Raphael in surprise, he hasn't seen her for over 6000 years and she still looks the same, her long dark hair is tied in a ponytail and her yellow eyes that look so much like his but with circular pupils are still as warm and loving as ever. "You were watching over me? Wait, how do you know who I am? I sealed my powers when I entered this body, no one should know who I am."

"Of course I've been watching over you! I've watched from amongst the stars but I never had to courage to face you." She gently stroke his cheek. "I was not strong enough to protect you, My Dear, and I am so sorry you had to suffer..."

Crowley shakes his head. "It isn't your fault. I shouldn't have left your side."

"Don't be silly. You did nothing wrong." She gently kisses his forehead.

"Whatever you say, Raphael. Now how do you know it's me?" Crowley asked curiously.

"You were made for me and you have been by my side for so long it is impossible for me to not know. I might not be able to sense you if you are too far away but now you are close enough for me to sense you. After all, it is impossible to seal away one's core completely." She gently boop his nose and laughed when he wrinkled his nose. "Oh you are still as cute as you were when I first met you, and I can carry you in my arms again!" She beamed with delight.

Crowley rolls his eyes. "My core is twisted beyond recognition, there is no way you can compare my angelic core with my demonic one."

"Yes you feel different but I know it is you." Raphael smiled softly as she presses her forehead against his while looking into his eyes. "You're mine, Crowley. No matter how twisted your core is, no matter how much you have changed I would always be able to tell."

"Raphael..." Crowley whispered but whatever he was going to say is forgotten when he saw Aziraphale and his eyes light up. "Aziraphale!" He pushes himself out of Raphael's arms to run to the angel standing in the corner to give them some space. "I am so glad you're alright! I was worried that heaven would realise that I tricked them!"

"Crowley, it is good to see you again." Aziraphale smiled as he looks down at his friend, coughlovercough, and snap his fingers downwards to flip the sign to 'Closed' and lock the door. "How about we continue this chat in the back room over some tea and biscuits?"

Crowley nods his head as he takes a piece of paper with a blu tack on the top. "Just give me a second." He said as he sticks the paper above the 'Closed' sign before following Aziraphale and Raphael to the back room.

~With Warlock~

Warlock is one step closer to a full-blown panic attack with each second that passes. He was trusted with the son of one of the most important person in America, who is the person that he can honestly say is his first true friend, someone who doesn't like him just because of who his dad is, and he lost him in less than an hour!

"Where are you, Anthony?" He whispered as he looks around the busy street, having left the park when he has looked everywhere for him. The only reason why he hasn't called for help is that he actually wants to be able to spend time with Anthony again, he is sure his parents won't let him near their son again if he doesn't find him on his own.

He was about to have a full-blown panic attack when he saw the paper above the 'Closed' sign of a bookshop that says 'In here, Warlock. Love, Anthony E. Stark.' with the drawing of a very familiar tattoo of a black snake with a red belly. His breath got caught in his throat when he saw it, Anthony couldn't have known what his Nanny's tattoo looks like, hell he had never even seen it before! So that must means...

His eyes light up as he quickly runs up to the door, catching him just before he bangs on the door, and knock loudly. He had hoped that his Nanny would be the one who opened the door and was disappointed when it is a young lady with long dark hair and yellow eyes open the door.

"Oh, you must be Anthony's guest!" She smiled as she held the door open to let him. "They are in the back room."

Guest? Like Anthony had planned to run off without him? Yeah, he is definitely going to reprimand the young Stark for running away. As he followed the lady to the back room he looked around the bookshop but stopped in his tracks when he heard a familiar voice, it sounded different but he knows the voice anywhere. He ran past the lady and followed the voice to the backroom to see a well-dressed man who looked at him in surprise and a very smug-looking Anthony is looking quite proud of himself. "...Brother Francis?" He whispered with hope in his voice.

The man's eyes soften as he places his teacup down and stood up. "You've grown, Young Warlock." He said softly and whatever he was going to say is cut off as Warlock run into his arms and hug him like he would disappear if he let's go.

"It's you...it's really you...I've missed you so much..." Warlock is trying to fight back tears as he buries his face into his chest.

"Oh Warlock, I've missed you too." Aziraphale said softly as he returns the hug and gently stroke his hair.

"Why did you leave? And where is Nanny?" He asked once he is sure he won't bust out crying.

"We truly didn't mean to leave you alone, Hellspawn. But shit happened, Aziraphale, that's Brother Francis by the way, had to lay low for a while and I am stuck in this form." Anthony sigh sadly before taking a sip of his hot cocoa.

"What?" Warlock turns to Anthony with a confused look on his face.

"My Dear, aren't you forgetting quite a bit of details?" Aziraphale asked in amusement as he raises an eyebrow.

Anthony sigh softly. "Right, of course." He places his cup down and made himself comfortable. "So basically I am a demon, I go by Crowley, the very same one that convinced Eve that eating that forbidden apple is a good idea and Aziraphale was the angel watching over the Garden. We were both stationed on earth since the beginning and we very much like it if it doesn't end so Heaven and Hell can have their war."

"Wait, there was going to be a war?" Warlock's eyes widen in shock.

"Well yes, Armageddon was supposed to start on your 11th birthday when you named a hellhound...but...there was a little...mixed up..." Aziraphale is starting to look uncomfortable.

"What Aziraphale meant was that we fucked up. We raised you thinking you were the antichrist but you're not." Anthony did not have a problem telling him the truth. "But it didn't mean we didn't care about you, quite the opposite actually." He got out of his seat and walk over to the two. "You turned out better than we would have hoped and I am so proud of you, Hellspawn." He smiled softly.

"I'm actually surprised you are taking this all surprisingly well." Aziraphale looks at Warlock nervously, waiting for the other shoe to drop.

"It does explain a lot of things about my childhood." Warlock said softly. "What I don't get is why Nan- Ant- Crowley is now a human kid."

"You can call me whatever you feel comfortable with, Hellspawn. And as to why...well...long story short, we stopped Armageddon and our bosses aren't happy with us so I faked Aziraphale's death by pretending to light him on hellfire and when I was about to be extinction by holy water I had to quickly disincorporate myself, it was risky but worth it in the end." Anthony shrugs his shoulders.

"And what exactly were you planning to do if it didn't work?" Aziraphale tried to keep calm but everyone can tell that he is upset.

"But it did work out in the end so no point in thinking of the 'What ifs', Angel. I had it all planned out, make my body last even without me in it so when it melts into the holy water they would think that I am dead." Anthony smiled up at him. "I'm really sorry I didn't tell you about the plan."

Aziraphale sighs softly. "You risk your life for both of us, I can't stay mad at you for that." He said as he smiled down at Anthony.

"Can...can I see your wings?" Warlock asked when he is sure they aren't going to start kissing, he knew ever since he was young that they both have a thing for each other, it was so obvious that even a blind man would be able to see it! But seeing as Crowley is a kid at the moment it would be disturbing.

"That's a no for me, Hellspawn. I'm completely human until I die." Anthony sigh sadly, looking like he very much regrets it.

"I can show you mine." Aziraphale smiled as he spread out his white wings carefully.

"Wow..." Warlock whispered as he reaches out to touch them only to stop himself. "May I?" He asked hopefully.

"Go ahead." Aziraphale said as he moves his wings closer for Warlock to touch.

"They are so soft." Warlock is in awe as he gently runs his fingers through the feathers.

"Angel takes really good care of his wings even though we barely even bring them out anymore." Anthony smiled softly. "Sometimes he would take care of mine."

"Well someone has to, yours are always a mess!" Aziraphale sent Anthony a disapproval look.

"Why bother grooming it when someone would do it for me?" Anthony grinned mischievously.

Raphael who was watching from the side can't help but laugh. "He is still making people groom his wings for him?"

"So he was like that even when he was an angel?" Aziraphale blink in surprise.

Raphael giggled softly as she nods her head. "Yep! He knows I hate seeing his beautiful wings so messy so all he had to do was wait and I'll eventually groom it for him."

"Like I've said, what's the point if someone else will do it for me?" Anthony laughed softly.

"Umm...not to be rude but who are you?" Warlock asked, remembering that he doesn't know the lady.

"Oh, where are my manners?" She ignored Anthony whispering 'Lost in the stars' as she continues. "I am the Archangels Raphael." She steps forward and gently place her hands on each side of his face and lift up his head. "Look at you, My grandson is so cute!" She squeals as she pulls him into a hug.

"Wha..?" Warlock is confused as hell, he woke up this morning thinking he was going to spend time with someone he can call friend without lying only to lose him and find him with Brother Francis who is actually Aziraphale and Anthony is actually his Nanny who is a Crowley, they are both Angel and Demon who mistook him for the Antichrist and now an Archangel is claiming to be his grandmother? He really should have stayed in bed today.

"Raphael, please, you are confusing the poor boy." Aziraphale sighs softly. He had been nervous at first when the missing Archangel appeared in his book shop looking like a lost puppy but he had warmed up to her and she is as good as Crowley at scaring off potential customers.

"Right, sorry Dear, got a little carried away." Raphael smiled as she let go of Warlock. "As I've said, I'm the Archangel Raphael, one of the original 3. I created the stars you see in the night sky all on my own until I was gifted an angel to call my own." Raphael picks Anthony up and cuddles him. "He's my little baby, my shining star, I would have been so lonely without him." She said as she gently nuzzles Anthony. "And my baby has his own baby now, I am so proud of him."

Anthony sigh softly but didn't push the archangel away. "Archangels are basically angels that are raised by God herself. The first generation of Archangels are the most powerful, they are Michael, Gabriel and Raphael. There are more Archangels but I'm not going to list them all out. Archangels are then in charge of raising angels who in turn will raise the angels that came after them." He explained when Raphael made no move to continue explaining. "I am Raphael's only angel and we are cut off from the other angels most of the time because we are busy creating stars, the only time we are among other angels is when Raphael drop in to update God on her progress and get more instructions. I would wait outside and stay far away from the other angels."

"I never took you for a shy person, Crowley." Aziraphale smiled at that thought.

Anthony shrugs his shoulders. "They were different from Raphael, cold and serious, I didn't want anything to do with them." He pushes himself out of Raphael's arms when he has had enough. "I might look like this but I am fully grown already and you know it." He looks up at Raphael with a raised eyebrow.

"Oh, I can't help it, Star. You will always be my little baby no matter how long it has been." Raphael playfully messes up his hair.

Crowley glares up at Raphael as he hit her hand away and cover his hair while backing away from her.

Aziraphale smiled softly as he watches them. "I can definitely see why you are so uncomfortable around the other angels, but the demons can't be any better."

"I learnt to deal with them." Was all Anthony said as he styles his hair to his liking before dropping back onto his seat.

"What is Heaven and Hell like?" Warlock asked curiously as he sat down next to Anthony.

"Heaven is like a high rise office building, the view is breathtaking but personally I would rather stay on earth." Aziraphale sat back down and pour Raphael a cup of tea as she takes her seat.

"And Hell is basically a basement with so many health violations that by just being there for less than an hour would kill an unprotected human." Anthony crosses his legs and takes a sip of his hot chocolate. "And it is seriously overcrowded."

"Both places doesn't sound very nice..." Warlock frowned, he is very mortal and he doesn't want to end up in Heaven or Hell.

"Don't worry about it, Hellspawn. Just be good and you won't end up in either of those places." Anthony gently pats Warlock's back. "You'll end up in Paradise where all souls that Hell didn't take ends up, and Hell only takes corrupted souls."

"Heaven doesn't take souls and they don't turn people into angels so you don't have to worry about them." Aziraphale smiled softly.

"And if for some reason you end up in Hell I'll just break you out of there and make you a body." Anthony promised.

"Usually I would try to talk him out of it but in this case, I would be joining him." Aziraphale smiled as he miracle a cup of hot cocoa and hand it to Warlock.

Raphael nods her head. "And with me helping them you would be out before you even know you're in hell."

Warlock smiled softly as he accepts the hot coco and takes a sip. The hot cocoa might have warm up his body but Aziraphale, Crowley and Raphael warm up his heart. This is what he was missing when Brother Francis and Nanny Ashtoreth left, something he never got from his parents or his so-called friends. He is finally home.