Ineffable (Crowley x female OC)

In which Jenna Receives a Present

"Okay, I think I know what I want to do," said Jenna with a very serious expression, looking up over her steaming mug of Aziraphale's delectable hot chocolate at Crowley and the angel. Both raised their eyebrows and leaned forward eagerly.

Jenna took a sip of cocoa, closing her eyes to savor the impossibly rich and perfectly sweet taste before carefully setting her signature mug (Snoopy sleeping on his doghouse/Flying Sopwith Camel) on an antique coaster amongst the piles of books and papers cluttering Aziraphale's tiny kitchen table. "I'm gonna visit home for two weeks, tell Melissa everything--well, almost everything," she amended, looking up thoughtfully. "Can't tell her anyone's names or anything, mostly just the stuff about me--anyway, after that," she continued, looking back at her supernatural friends, "I'm saying goodbye and moving here, to London."

Aziraphale exclaimed excitedly, "Oh my dear Miss Kingsley, I'm so delighted you'll be joining us here! I was so hoping you would, though not as much as Crowley--" he admitted, with a smile and head tilt to his friend, who glared at and motioned for him to stop speaking.

Crowley then turned to Jenna with worriedly and asked, "Are you sure, love? I told you I'd move anywhere you were, if you wanted me to."

"I know," Jenna chirped, smiling cheerfully. "I thought about it, and it would have been nice, but I'd rather live here."

Crowley frowned at Jenna and sputtered, "But--y-y-you can't!--You--you bloody love California!" he exclaimed eloquently. "You've lived there your whole life! Love the ocean, weather's a dream--a-and what about your friends?" he cried. "Dana, Kat, Melissa--oh, the museum! The CHILDREN!" he almost yelled, gesturing dramatically with wide eyes. "Think of the CHILDREN!"

Jenna laughed and stretched her left hand across the table to embrace the demon's. "Yes, I love California," she conceded, smiling at him sweetly as he held her held and looked at her uncertainly. "And the ocean. And the weather. And my friends. And yes, of course, the children. But," she added releasing his hand to gesture out the nearby window, "Great Britain's got an ocean!"

"Yes, the Atlantic," added Aziraphale helpfully. Crowley scowled at him.

"And much more interesting weather than--"

"Oh don't even about the weather!" interrupted the demon sharply. "It's cloudy, gloomy and boring as fuck. Just as I intended when I cursed it."

"One man's curse is another man's--" began Aziraphale, holding up a wise finger.

"Shut it!" hissed Crowley murderously. The angel complied, folding his hands neatly in his lap and avoiding the demon's piercing gaze.

"Well, weather aside," continued Jenna, not to be deterred, "I have two of the best friends I will ever meet in my soon to be very long lifetime! An incredibly courageous, strong, kind, wonderful, clever, witty, caring, forgiving and compassionate angel--" she gestured at Aziraphale, who beamed and blushed light pink "--and a creative, genius, hilarious, kind, generous, brave, selfless, stylish and amazing demon," she added, her eyes softening as she gazed lovingly at Crowley. "Plus, I can keep in touch with and visit Dana, Kat, Mel, everyone as much as I want, giving my newfound Transportation skills. And Zoom, of course."

Crowley, still frowning with his arms and legs crossed, bit his lower lip nervously. "I mean, I guess that's true--" he admitted reluctantly. "But you can also say the same about visiting Angel--and I'll be with you wherever--"

"Shush," interrupted Jenna loftily. "Anyway, children: yes, I'll miss interacting with them and working at the museum in general, but honestly, I really want to focus on my writing right now, especially since--well, since I can miracle money whenever I need it," she mumbled, glancing up at Aziraphale, shame-faced. "I know you must not approve of that, Zira--"