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    “Why don’t you just heal yourself, then?” Aziraphale asked. The demon looked about an inch away from discorporation.
    Crowley struggled to push himself into an upright position, thin frame wracked with another burst of coughing as he did so. When he finally recovered enough control to look up at the angel, there were flecks of blood on his lips.
    “Well, I would have done,” he said, rather petulantly, “only some bloody bastard had to go and bless me, didn’t he?"

    England, 1349, the middle of the 14th century. The black death rages, and Aziraphale has to help a dying demon escape from a church.

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    A brief, intimate interlude. Things get a bit out of hand, if you will.

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    Aziraphale's fingers brushed [Crowley's] cheek, then turned his head slowly.

    "I'm asking you to think it over," he said, so quietly that Crowley almost couldn't hear him. "That's all."

    Crowley's stomach clenched harder. Somehow his hand had gotten ideas again and migrated in the direction of Aziraphale's waist, blindly creeping its way around, forcing the angel to lean slightly forward. This was the sort of thing reckless human teenagers did, or in the very least reckless human adults who hadn't gotten out much and were just beginning to notice how entrancing their bridge partners were.

    "Won't take much," Crowley said, and leaned over to kiss him.

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    “Have we been fools?” Crowley asked.

    “The worst kind.”

    “Oh, I don’t know.” Crowley stood and placed his other hand on Aziraphale’s cheek, forcing his gaze up. “I’ve never had more fun than when I’ve been a fool with you.”

    or: nanny ashteroth and brother francis arrive at the dowlings, married. the decision ripples through the years.

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    “Frivolous miracles,” Crowley mutters.

    “Not frivolous,” Aziraphale says. “Not - not for you.”

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