Cassi's eyes sparkled wide, her breath hitched, and her body felt light. "Look at it! It's gorgeous!" She beamed, tightening her grip on her fathers'.

Aziraphale's eyes were on her daughter's bright face and as for Crowley, he tried his best not to ruin the moment with his constant grunts. "Angel." He called out to his partner who was on Cassi's right.

"Oh," Aziraphale noticed Crowley's problem yet again, "darling, wing."

Cassi turned to her demon dad, who seemed to be getting pushed forward by her massive wings. "Ah, sorry…how do I?"

"It's like an extra pair of hands." Crowley taught. "Here, let me." He let go of Cassi's hand and fixed her left wing which seemed to have a mind of its own.

Cassi squealed and held on to Aziraphale for dear life. "Why would you let go? I'll fall."

Both parents chuckled as their daughter's innocence and her bewilderment tugged at their hearts. "As if I would let you." Crowley stated.

"Nor I." Aziraphale chimed in.

Cassi nodded and trusted her parents. "Which way is heaven?"

Aziraphale looked around the star-filled surroundings. "I believe it's…that way?" He gestured with his chin, his hands still holding onto his daughter. "I'm not quite sure, it's been so long since I have taken this route."

Cassi giggled at a thought. "If you really think about it," she glanced between her fathers, "you have been living abroad for years and I'm a first generation." Both demon and angel laughed, agreeing with her sentiment. "Will we always live on earth?" She wondered.

"As much as we can, darling. Dad and I have thought about moving up here, running away from it all but-"

"But we have too much invested on earth and it has been our home more than heaven and hell ever was. However," he glanced at Aziraphale, "if it proves to be too dangerous for us, mostly for you, your father and I decided to leave it all behind to keep you safe."

"No more bookshops?" She shook her head, trying to fathom what it would be like for her parents to give up their precious earth. "No more cottage? No more, I don't know, sushi?

"Erm, no," Aziraphale gently cupped Cassi's chin, "but you're worth more than any earthly possession and any food it offers." He chuckled softly.

Crowley stammered. "I mean, yeeea, we would miss earth and the life we have built but we would still be a family wherever we run off to." The demon made eye contact with the angel. "Shut it."

"I'm not saying anything." Aziraphale gave him loving eyes. "Dad is a big softy, isn't he?"

"I said shut it."

Cassi laughed and agreed with her angel father.

"Right." Crowley clapped and rubbed his hands together. "Shall we go that way?" He pointed to the west.

"What's that way?" Cassi inquired.

Crowley gently pulled Cassi's hand, in turn she pulled Aziraphale as well. "Home, of course."

The nephalem smiled as she pretended Hex was an angel with his own set of wings. The chonky Persian should have known something was afoot when, out of nowhere, his owner called for him as she laid on the sofa. Once he was near her, Cassi had scooped him up in her arms and proceeded to give him pets and cuddles. It was fine the first few seconds but by the time he was hovering above her as she laid on her back, the unfortunate cat knew there was no other choice but to go along with the nonsense. Cassi would lower him at times to kiss his wet nose and pretend to eat his soft paws. It was when she extended her arms once more that she gasped as she noticed her dad standing behind the sofa. "Dad?" Cassi sat up, much to Hex's pleasure as his owner let him go free. "You alright?"

"S-so," Crowley stammered, "it…it's, erm, turns out I have to write vows!" The demon ran his fingers through his hair. "Did…yo-you know about this?"

The demon's daughter smiled as he came around the sofa. "Dad, it's a wedding. Have you not been to one? Of course you must write vows."

"Ngk, now how am I 'posed to know?" Crowley shrugged and snapped his fingers, making a notepad and pen appear. He then proceeded to give the notepad and pen to his confused daughter. "Well," he sniffed, "go on then. Write some love things for me."

Cassi raised her brow and shook her head at the audacity. "Nuh uh."

"What do you mean 'nuh uh?' Yuh huh! Go on then, write. You're the essence of love and so…this is your area of expertise."

Cassi stood in front of him and gave him back the notepad and pen. "I'm not writing your vows. It would be wrong. It's supposed to reflect what your intentions are for your future with papa, your wishes, dreams, all that good stuff. Not to mention your feelings for him, for both of you."

Crowley sucked air through his teeth. "Ugh, and what am I 'posed to say that I haven't said before? H-he knows how I feel." His voice was high. "No need for other people to hear it. They should mind their own business."

"Well," she pondered for a silent second, "think of it this way, you and papa can finally declare your love for one another without hiding it. You'll be saying it out loud and so, people will know you're not ashamed or, I don't know, scared to reveal the love between you two."

"You're literally the proof of our love so there's no need."

Cassi rolled her eyes. "Yes, I know as much but," her expression softened, "it would make papa's day better. Hearing you say how much you care and love him like you tell him every day." Cassi eyed him carefully. "You…you do tell papa you love him, do you not?"

"Of course I do. All the time!" He stammered. "Just an hour ago…ngk…no, two hours ago?" He sounded unsure.

"Hell."

"Cassi, darling," Aziraphale's voice rang from the stairs, "have you packed yet? We leave tomorrow. Also, language, please."

"Papa? When was the last time dad said he loved you?"

It took a second for the angel to process his partner's presence, but when he did, he placed his hands behind his back and looked up, searching through his mind for the answer.

Cassi gasped. "Hang on, it's been a while since you told me you loved me."

Crowley launched from his seat. "I-I-I don't have to sit here and…and be accused o-of not saying it! I say it all the time. Tell her, angel."

"Hmm," Aziraphale narrowed his brow, "come to think of it, pfft, it has been a while. Um, a week, I believe."

"A week?" Cassi questioned in shock. "A week!?"

"You're not helping, angel."

Aziraphale pursed his lips. "Yes, I believe it was when we were getting ready for bed." He popped his mouth. "I said, 'good night, I love you' and you said 'yea, night, angel.'" He turned to Cassi. "But it's quite alright, darling. I know how dad feels about me. Quite smitten." He winked.

Crowley's ears turned red at the realization he would seldom say those three little words he had longed to say to his angel. It was then he also realized that he would often say it, but not out loud and quite frankly that was not fair to Aziraphale. Why, that morning when they had returned from their flying adventure, Aziraphale had looked positively lovely as he interacted with Cassi. He could have sworn he had said it then. And what about Cassi, his one and only daughter. Did he really not say it as often as possible? Surely, she was wrong but regardless, "Cassi," he said firmly, "I love you. You're a pain in my arse but I still love you despite it. You're an amazing young nephalem and I love you as much as I love this one-" he pointed at Aziraphale, "-maybe even more, it is still debatable, no offense, angel, but she is part of me so…"

"This one?" Aziraphale asked rhetorically.

Crowley turned to his angel, grabbed him by the collar and planted a long, hard kiss. "I fucking love you." He kissed him again and pushed him down onto the sofa.

Cassi bit her lip and gulped. "Um…I-I think Gabriel is calling me." She pointed towards the hall leading to the back door. "Angel lessons and," she sniffed, "whatnot." The nephalem could not move faster.

Crowley could feel his palms become sweaty, his heartbeat become slightly elevated, and his mind kept calling him stupid for not answering back every time Aziraphale would say those words. "I'm sorry." He said between kisses. "Sorry…sorry…I apologize."

"It's," he let himself be kissed senselessly, "alright, dearest, really. I promise."

"I love you." Kiss. "I love you." Kiss. "I love you." The demon straddled him. "Say it back." He growled. "Why are you not saying it?" Crowley kept kissing him. "You're angry with me?"

Aziraphale pushed him back slightly. "Well, if you let me, I would." Aziraphale chuckled and tucked the demon's hair away from his face. "I don't mind you not saying it because I know you do." He kissed his forehead. "We have an understanding. We are getting married. We are fine. So, don't think too much of it. Know that I love you too."

"No, it's not alright. You should have…should have said something sooner."

Aziraphale caressed his face. "I haven't even noticed. I guess I would hear it when you, tsk, it's silly but sometimes when you look at me, I know you're saying it. Like this morning, I could swear I heard you say it."

"I did!" He captured his lips once more.

"So," Gabriel's voice sounded, "this is another way to show physical affection."

The parents separated enough and looked up to find Gabriel and Beelzebub behind the sofa with a curious look on their faces. "Don't you two have somewhere to be?" Crowley growled.

"Where exactly?" Beelzebub crossed their arms. "No offense but there really isn't much to do here. The only thing you two seem to do is garden, read, watch telly, and, yea, you sometimes go out but to mundane places."

Crowley leaned back, still on Aziraphale, to get a better look at his former boss. "Yes, so? It's called living a peaceful existence after all the fucked up things hell and heaven had us doing." He crossed his own arms. "We like our quiet life. We look forward to our quiet life."

"Well," Gabriel began, "not so quiet. End of the world is happening soon."

"Exactly." Beelzebub agreed.

Crowley grunted. "Can you two just…just bugger off? Go," he pointed towards the window, "keep Cassi company while Aziraphale and I discuss wedding details."

Beelzebub stuck their tongue out.

Meanwhile outside, Cassi sighed heavily. "Don't you have somewhere to be?" she asked as she noticed Elliot beyond the garden's stone fence.

"Not necessarily." Elliot smirked. "Listen -"

"No."

"Listen, I think you're not seeing the big picture on, well, everything. Soooo…."

Cassi shook her head and shrugged. "So?"

Elliot smiled sweetly and jumped over the garden's fence. Cassi gasped and took a step back. "You can't do that!" She looked at his feet as he passed the threshold as if it was nothing.

"Oh," he approached her, "didn't you know we could? Honestly, what are your fathers teaching you? Anyway," he smirked, "as I was saying, you need to see the big picture."

Cassi sensed Elliot's ill intentions and unfortunately for the nephalem, before she could run inside to her fathers, everything went dark.

Gabriel cocked his head to the side as he closed the door behind him. "Hm?" He walked back into the living area where his former employee and his partner were in each other's arms.

"Did I not tell you to bugger off?" Crowley huffed as he stood.

Aziraphale sighed as he felt slightly different. Nothing had changed around him, he could sense the love from his partner as he had for years, however, he could not find that other something that made their home complete. It was pleasant and light, caring and beautiful and, at that moment, was not present. "Gabriel," he interrupted the trivial spat between Crowley and Gabriel, "where's Cassi?"

Crowley immediately turned to Aziraphale; perplexity vibrated from him.

"She wasn't there."

"In the garden?" Aziraphale questioned as his heart elevated.

"Cassi?" Crowley yelled out.

Beelzebub came from the kitchen, tea in hand. "She's not upstairs, Gabriel and I were just up there. Nor is she here." She gestured to the kitchen.

Aziraphale rushed to the backdoor. The chill air mixed with the warmth of the cottage. "What's up?" Crowley looked around.

"I can't…oh…" the angel paced around the garden, "I can't sense her." He tugged on Crowley's arm. "I can't feel our daughter."