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used against him

( what if Aziraphale avoided discorperating in the bookskop and found the mess at Crowley's home, thinking he was dead rather than in the phone? Pure angst oops )

Crowley did what he had to do. It wasn’t a pleasant feeling to watch Ligur melt, it felt like
murder. But to best two of his fellow demons? That did feel good.
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Aziraphale was getting over the shock of almost discorperating, and having to talk an
enthusiastic ‘witch-hunter' out of his bookshop, who almost caused that unfortunate event. He
locked up for the day and set out to find Crowley.
He needed to tell him about the antichrist, about the end to come. He could barely believe what they were doing. He’s an angel, yet he was fighting the Celestial war with a demon. Crowley was one Hell -well, Heaven- of a demon, though. Despite the protests, Aziraphale saw it in him. Felt it. Arriving at Crowley’s home, the angel immediately felt something was wrong. Pushing the study
door open, Aziraphale gasped. All of the unnecessary air in his lungs left him. Oh, God.
Water all over the floor, bubbling like acid. A bucket, a water mister.
That was Holy Water, Aziraphale realized, feeling his own touch in the liquid.
Crowley fought someone here. Most likely others from Hell.
They used his Holy Water against him. A choking noise echoed around the angel, which took a
second to be noticed as his own. On the desk, the message he’d sent was still uncleared, a blue
light blinking persistently.