Aziracrow (Hell's Plan)

Aziraphale's POV:

After hearing what Crowley said I couldn't help but feel my heart stop. He didn't plan for his own safety... He planned to save me but not himself the thoughts of what outcomes could have happened to Crowley...I shuddered to think of a punishment straight from Lucifer himself.

"Crowley you'd have been destroyed. You couldn't think of a way to save yourself as well?" I asked more frustrated with myself that I'd gotten the two of us into this mess.

"Sorry Supreme Archangel I was a bit preoccupied with trying to get you out of Hell!" he snapped. I closed my eyes knowing that this was my fault, and I couldn't blame him when he was worried for my safety more.

"But Crowley you should've thought of something. We need you" I say willing him to understand my words.

"It's never enough for you is it" Crowley murmurs as he turns towards the door.

"Where are you going?" I ask.

"To my car" he says.

"Crowley you should stay here. What if Lucifer tries to summon you again?" I worry.

"Then that'll be the end of it."

"Crowley please. Don't leave...not again" I pleaded. His nostrals flared as he spun in my face.

"I wasn't the one who left!" Crowley shouts.

"You didn't come with me. I wanted you there. With me. I wanted to give you the safe life you'd always craved." I cry.

"No. You chose heaven over us. You left me here alone!"

"I wanted you... You just couldn't see what I was telling you, and maybe I should have worded it better. I don't know I'm not good with these things. I'm never good with expressing myself with you." I could tell I was crying as my vision started to become blurred.

"Neither of us are and maybe that's a sign" says Crowley. I could feel the tears becoming larger and I felt raw. I felt open and wounded. I wanted nothing more than to trap it all and abandon these feelings, and yet I also wanted nothing more than to hear the demon's voice.

"I blame myself you know" I tell him, "I found myself falling deeper and deeper as the centuries went on. I found myself searching for any excuse to see you. I loved it when we'd go on missions together, dine and wine. I missed you so much that when I left, I couldn't deal with the hurt. I felt as if my tears would drown me slowly, so I cut them off. I put all my feelings into a box and didn't open it. I tried to complete my task without emotions and in the end, I found that I couldn't. I found that I'd failed myself but even worse I failed you... I failed you. I left you" I was crying, and the tears fell constantly to the point I couldn't even tell if he was still there.

"Angel..." Crowley starts.

"No Crowley I understand why you're mad, and..." I take a deep breath in, " ...I understand why you hate me now. I only wish I..."

"I don't hate you angel" Crowley starts again.

"B-but I hurt you and I..." I cry until I feel a hand on my cheek. I feel him embrace me and I couldn't help the sob that escaped me as I wrapped my arms around his small frame. Crowley puts his hands in my hair and held me until my tears dried and I could finally talk again.

"I could never hate you angel" Crowley says again. Gently shushing and hugging me I couldn't get myself to let him go.

"But Crowley..." I start still deep in his embrace. He tried to detach in order to hear me better, but I clung to him making it impossible for him to let go.

"Angel" he says, " there are no but's in this we will just have to figure out a better method in communicating with each other." 

"Does that mean that we..."

"We are definitely still going to need some propor converstations but other than that...We are good angel. I don't know how much longer I have but I plan to spend the last of it helping you." He says softly into my hair.

I couldn't help but feel relieved that he'd be on my side again. It felt as if everthing would be alright so long as he was there, right next to me. We heard a cough coming from Muriel as she re-entered the room with tea.

"Muriel how long have you been in the kitchen?" Crowley asks while we clumsily departed the hug.

"Oh I went in there after I saw the argument start. I didn't want to intrude." Muriel says sweetly while offering the beverages to the two of us.

"That was very kind of you" I tell her. Muriel smiles at the compliment and then turns.

"I'm going to leave for a bit and go down the street for this book store that's opening and supposedly contains some very nice books. I'll be back later." Muriel says cheerfully and leaves the two of us alone again.

"Good one that one" Crowley says. I look into his glasses and reach for them. Crowley backs away at first and then leans down for me to grab easier.

"There you are" I say as I looked into the most beautiful golden eyes.

"I didn't move angel" Crowley grumpily states. I smile reading his bashful eyes even as he spoke, and I couldn't help but tease him.

"You have the most beautiful eyes my dear. I loved it when you'd take them off while in here." I tell him and he softly smiled while avoiding eye contact.

"I don't know what you're going on about angel" he says, " besides we've got some work to do."

"You're right. We must find a way to keep you safe." I start thinking up ideas.

"I could always just disappear. No one should really notice if I go missing and just sleep for a few centuries." Crowley suggests.

"I don't know how well you can keep up staying here if you fall asleep."

"That's true" Crowley agrees.

"What if I hide you in heaven with me!" I say excited by this new idea.

"Angel, I don't know if heaven would be happy to see me up there. Especially if they believe I am the culprit for the recent evil deeds." I remind.

We both sigh unable to figure out how best to proceed and keep Crowley safe. Crowley sits down on the sofa, and I join him. In a moment of confidence, I lean into the demon who, while surprised, quickly took up on the opportunity to wrap an arm around my shoulders. I was snuggled into him when we heard a loud boom in the living room.

"Supreme Archangel Aziraphale! Where are you?" I hear the call of the Metatron from the front entrance. Crowley looked fearfully at me, and I could feel him tense up yet also release me from any hold. I knew that this was going to be harder than I'd thought.

Author's Note:

How's it going guys I hope you all are enjoying as it's finally getting interesting in here! Until next time.

-JVanRuisdael