"By the way, Angel, how is Adam? How much of his powers does he still have?" Crowley asked as he turns to face Aziraphale and sigh when he saw the look on his face. "You didn't check up on him, did you?"
Aziraphale shakes his head with the most guilty look on his face. "I am sorry, My Dear. I didn't think to check upon him. But he should have lost all his powers, shouldn't he? After all, Satan is no longer his Father."
"Even so we can't be sure he doesn't have even a little of his powers." Crowley pointed out and sigh softly. "We have to be sure he won't be a threat in the future."
"He didn't go through with Armageddon," Aziraphale said softly. "He won't. He's human and he wants to fix Earth, not destroy it."
"Oh, Angel..." Crowley looks at Aziraphale with sadness in his eyes, his angel always does his best to see the good in everything. "You're right, he is human, and we both know humans change, they have the free will to be whoever they want and while we can be sure that he doesn't want to end the world now we won't know what the future holds. Things might happen to make him change his mind, sometimes one bad day is all it takes to change a human. You know that."
Aziraphale looks away from Crowley and down at his lap. "I know...but...he's a good kid with wonderful friends. He wouldn't..."
"Which is why we need to keep tabs on him and the people he surrounds himself with. If they are a good influence on him like his current friends are we have to make sure nothing happens to them, and if they are bad...well we have to get rid of them." Crowley looks down at his hands. "I am currently useless." He clutches his fists and continues before anyone can say anything. "I can't use my powers if Hell or Heaven decides that getting rid of the people around Adam will get him to start up Armageddon again they will not hesitate to do it and I will not be able to fight by your side as I am now." He looks up with determination in his eyes. "But I still have my mind, I can think up ways to help." He smirked. "And they won't see it coming, I'm not the Serpent of Eden for nothing."
Aziraphale returns the smile. "You're right, my dear." He said as he stood up. "We best be on our way, it'll take a while for us to reach Tadfield."
"Can I come?" Warlock asked. "I would like to meet him, he is the Antichrist right?"
Crowley nods his head as he stood up. "He is, and of course you may come. I'm sure you two will get along."
"Quick question, Star, who is Satan?" Raphael asked softly, she has a feeling she knows but she has to be sure.
"...He did not stop his duties even after he has fallen...it is just...twisted..." Crowley looks away, he knows how much he meant to Raphael, he was the second generation of Archangels and the one she gets along with well.
"Don't play your word games with me, Crowley." Raphael gives him a warning look, the very same one he used to give Warlock when he tries to lie to him. "I asked you a question and I expect a straight answer."
Crowley sighs softly as his shoulders drop. "Lucifer the Archangel of justice is Satan." He looks up at his Archangel. "He is still dealing out punishment in the name of Justice and is...quite fair with the punishment he deals out even though his demons are the ones corrupting the very people he punishes."
Raphael closes her eyes as she nods her head. "Alright...wait, does that mean Adam is my nephew?" She decides to focus on that instead.
"He rejected Lucifer as his Father." Crowley is glad that she didn't ask questions he really doesn't want to answer right now, maybe when they are alone.
"So...according to the celestial rules of family doesn't that make Anthony; Adam's cousin and Adam my uncle seeing as I am apparently Anthony's son?" Warlock raises his eyebrow. "That sounds just as weird as it is in my head."
Raphael shakes her head. "No, because he rejected Lucifer as a parent he is no longer part of our family. But if he accepts Crowley as his father you two can be brothers."
"Not going to happen, he has two perfectly good parents." Crowley sat back down seeing as they aren't going anytime soon. "But you two can accept each other as brothers."
"I have two parents as well and you are still apparently my demon dad." Warlock pointed out.
"It's because of the bond you two have that makes you father and son," Raphael explained. "Even if you never think it, deep down you view him as your parental figure, the one you turn to when you need help or comfort, that's what makes you part of the family."
"I have to say, I am quite curious about all this," Aziraphale admitted as he refills his cup of tea. "I've never heard of it before, I was raised to be a warrior since the second I was created and my teacher never taught this to me."
"Wait wait wait wait, hold on, you're Michael's?" Crowley turns to face Aziraphale with a look of shock on his face. "But you answer to Gabriel!"
"Oh, I was transferred after Adam and Eva left the garden." Aziraphale shrugs his shoulders as he sat back down to enjoy his tea. "It isn't a big deal, it happens all the time when they find an angel that would work better under another Archangel."
Raphael did not look pleased with the news. "I know that they don't treat their angels like family and more like students but I didn't think it would go that far. Honestly, transfer? Did they think God made a mistake?" She growled.
"Oh it isn't that, I'm not sure for the others but it made sense for me to be transferred. They need someone to spread the word of God but they would also need someone who would be able to fight any demon Hell decisions to send and what's better than to have the warrior angel that is already on earth to be the one?"
"But we've never exchanged blows before." Crowley raises his eyebrow.
"Why would I lift my hand against you, My dear?" Aziraphale looks at Crowley with confusion in his eyes and all over his face.
"Oh geez, I don't know, maybe because I am the demon Hell sent?" Crowley rolls his eyes. "Don't they expect you to smite me down every time we meet?"
"I would never!" Aziraphale looks horrified at the idea of hurting Crowley. "Crowley, we might have been on opposite sides but I have never once even thought of striking you! Not even after we have had an argument or when I caught you tempting people to sin." He reaches over the table and gently lay his hand on Crowley's. "I would never hurt you." He said sincerely as he looks into Crowley's eyes so he can see how serious he is being.
Crowley smiled softly as he uses his other hand to pat Aziraphale's. "I know, Aziraphale. You're too nice to smite anyone."
Warlock made the face of every kid who has just say their parents kissing and was going to say something when Raphael caught his attention and hold a finger to her lips.
"Shh...let them have this moment." She whispered. "This is the first time I've been able to hear what they say to each other and maybe they'll finally get together."
"I thought you have been watching over Anthony?" Warlock whispered back because he also wants them to get together.
"Just because I have good eyesight doesn't mean I can hear what they are saying." She sighs sadly. "I can't see them if they enter a building and I didn't learn how to read lips so I always have to guess what is going on."
Warlock nods his head. "Fine, but if they start kissing that's where I draw the line, Anthony is still a kid."
Raphael gives Warlock a look of astonishment. "Do you really think they will get together anytime soon?"
Warlock opens his mouth to answer only to close them immediately and stay quiet for a while before shaking his head. "No."
"Exactly. Even with our help, it might still take years for them to realise they are in love with each other." Raphael sighs sadly.
"...I would probably be on my deathbed before they even realise that they should just kiss already if we leave it to them to figure out." Warlock said dryly as he eyes the two of them. "Think this Adam guy would help us?"
Raphael beamed as she pulls Warlock into a hug. "I was thinking the same thing! We'll ask when we see him!"
"Who are you planning to ask to help with whatever you're plotting?" Crowley asked as he eyes them suspiciously. He might not have been able to pick up on what they are saying because he is focused on Aziraphale but he can smell a plot against him from a mile away.
"Nothing you need to worry about, My star." Raphael smiled sweetly as she let go of Warlock and stood up. "Just bonding with my grandson, now we should really get going. Come on, up." She said cheerfully. "I want to meet Adam."
They had left Aziraphale's bookshop and is now standing next to Crowley's Bentley outside his apartment.
"No." Aziraphale narrows his eyes at the demon-human child.
"Aww why not, Angel? It would be so much faster and you know it." Crowley pout.
"You drive like the speed limit is just a suggestion and you're not even tall enough to drive right now!" Aziraphale rubs his forehead as his other hand rest on his hip.
"But...I miss driving my Bentley...it has been so long..." Crowley sniff softly as he looks up at Aziraphale with his big brown watery eyes, he has been a child for a few years now he knows how to use it to get what he wants, before turning to look at his Bentley longingly.
Aziraphale is looking away from Crowley, he isn't going to fall for it, no siree. No way- Fuck. His voice sounds wobbly.
"Angel...please..." Annnnnnd he is begging now, great, just great. Aziraphale bite his lip and clutch his fists to hold himself back from giving in, not that it would work but just as he is about to cave in and give Crowley what he wants he hears the snap of fingers and turn around to see Crowley back to his old self, from his fiery red hair to his sinful hips- to his tall slender body.
Aziraphale turn to Raphael who has a guilty look on her face. "I'm sorry, but I just can't stand seeing my baby so sad," Raphael said as she claps her hands behind her back.
Aziraphale sighs softly. "I don't blame you, Raphael. But we really shouldn't let Crowley drive."
"Aww come on, Angel." Crowley throws an arm around Aziraphale, looking very pleased with himself and any hint of sadness is gone. "It'll just be like old times." He said with a smug grin on his face as he lowers his sunglasses, Warlock's eyes widen when he saw his eyes and can't help thinking how cool it is.
"No! You can't use your powers to keep from getting into an accident right now, Crowley, and with how you like to drive you're going to disincorporate us and kill Warlock!" Aziraphale wave towards Warlock to remind Crowley that he would be tagging along.
Crowley looks offended as he places his hand that isn't currently resting on Aziraphale's shoulder on his chest. "I'll have you know that I don't use my powers to help with my driving, Aziraphale, I use my skill."
Aziraphale raises his eyebrow. "And where did you get that skill of yours? I am very sure they don't teach humans how to drive through traffic like the devil is on their heels."
Crowley smirked cheekily. "You won't know that is what they teach, you have never driven."
Aziraphale opens his mouth only to close it again because it is true. He sighs softly as he runs his hand through his hair. "Fine fine. But if you end up hitting someone I'll be there to tell you I told you so."
Crowley laughed happily as he pulls Aziraphale into a hug. "You won't regret it, Angel!"
"I am already regretting it," Aziraphale muttered softly as he returns the hug. Crowley can't see it but Raphael and Warlock sure can. The blush on Aziraphale's face made them both smile and made them think that they might not be completely hopeless.
