Title: the place where thou and death shall dwell at ease

Disclaimer: not my characters; title from Milton

Warnings: spoilers for 5.21

Pairings: none stated

Rating: PG

Wordcount: 295

Point of view: third

"Sit down," he says. "Share pizza with me."

Jehovah does, holding out a plate for the slice Death cuts him. "Lying is a sin," Jehovah states, settling the plate, picking up a fork and knife.

"I am beyond sin," Death says. "As are you."

Jehovah nods, taking a small piece of pizza. "This is quite good."

Death smiles. "Your plan befuddles me, dear. But your knight—he is quite the interesting boy. I could smell his fear, and yet he still dared to meet my gaze, still dared lie to my face."

Jehovah grins, picking up the pizza with his hands and taking a big bite. "He has a good heart, that boy," Jehovah says after swallowing. "And the plan will make sense in the end, you'll see."

Death cuts him another slice. "If you had taken your brat in hand the first time he threw a tantrum, none of this would be necessary now."

Jehovah shakes his head. "No, my dear," he corrects gently. "This has been the end from the moment we grew aware." He changes the pizza to a chocolate dessert. "Hmm, delicious." Offering some to Death, he continues, "With nothing to kill, you are not Death. You know this."

Death takes a small bite of the cake. "And you, you are very clever." He meets Jehovah's eyes. "I will reap you, at the end of all things."

Jehovah smiles again. "And that is not for a long time yet."

Silently they sit and eat until Death says, "It has been ages since someone played a good game of poker with me, Jehovah."

Jehovah chuckles, clearing the table. "And what will the stakes be this time?"

"Worlds, of course. And a soul or two, here and there," Death says, dealing the cards.