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    “The fuck?” Ed manages, instantly getting his foot stuck in a nearby bucket.

    “Sh-shh!” Stede pushes two fingers against his lips to shut him up.

    Ed goes still and a bit cross-eyed, staring down at the hand on his mouth. Stede moves it away, with a mouthed “sorry!” focusing intently on the sounds outside the shed instead.

    In the alley, hurried steps and shouting voices rush past; they catch fragments of: “Where the fuck did they go then?” or “Keep looking!” and even “The short one looks like a bloody birthday cake, how do you lose that—”

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    They've averted the Apocalypse and come up with a plan that might just save them both from the wrath of their superiors, and now Crowley feels they're both badly in need of a drink.

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  3. Public Bookmark 59

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    A lost scene that takes place after the bombing of a certain church full of Nazis.
    Or: Something about Aziraphale has changed. Crowley is determined to find it out...

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    The demon raises an eyebrow in an unnaturally perfect arch. "Not really my purview, is it, confession?"

     

    "You'll think it's funny. Well, you might." The corners of his mouth turn up, nervously, though there's that look in his eyes - a combination of warmth and weight that tugged at Crowley even before he knew what it meant. He's still not sure what to do with it, even after all this time.

     

    "Angel," he begins, "you don't have to-"

     

    "For the longest time, you see, I worried it was a - I think it's called a long game."
     

    Aziraphale doesn't feel guilty, for once, but has some things to confess.

    Crowley doesn't think he has guilt, and doesn't plan to confess anything. On both counts, he's wrong.

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    12 Jun 2026

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    As their lunch stretches on Aziraphale slowly comes to realize that Crowley is—enjoying him. Enjoying Aziraphale’s conversation, and company, far more openly than he has in most of Aziraphale’s memory. And Aziraphale knows that he himself is just chattering on, letting conversational tangents carry him along, and—it’s definitely relief, for him, knowing for the first time in a long time that they aren’t being watched, that no one is keeping score for now.

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    Aziraphale realizes that Crowley's been saying something rather loudly for a week.

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