wildest dreams ∞ SANDMAN

1.06

- Sera, Sera, Sera! - Crowley entered her chambers with a desperate look in his eyes. - They already started planning it. - and by it Seraphina knew he was talking about the apocalypse. The final battle between angels and demons, what her brothers and sisters have been waiting so long for, but it was also what she dreaded more than anything.

- That might be the reason why I was politely asked to leave by Lucifer. They are always suspicious that I might bring some information to the Silver City.

- It's the bloody apocalypse, the end of everything as we know. You're an angel that willing come to hell, it does look anormal. - after receiving a glare from her he continued. - Not me, obviously! I know you're cool, or else...you know. - yes, a demon and an angel being friends could cause a lot of trouble, the kind that neither Heaven nor Hell would like to deal with. Seraphina did have a free pass because she could freely go between realms but if anyone from any side found out about Aziraphale and Crowley they would not be kind about it.

- Let's leave before we cause some unwanted havoc, Crowley.

- Oh, Sera, you know me. Havoc with me is never unwanted, but not always planned. - after the angel went to talk to her sibling and warn about them leaving, they both decided to come back to Aziraphale's bookshop. That sort of thing could never happen so open without the presence of Seraphina. Actually, Aziraphale and Crowley would only see each other at the park while pretending to do something else or while in their duties. Over the centuries they had somehow accepted the fact that destiny would always put them with each other, the good canceling the bad and vice versa.

The brunette cherished their friendship, it was hard to make friends with her always going everywhere but never really staying which consequently makes it ever harder keeping them. That wasn't the case with Crowley and Aziraphale, they both knew the risks of even seeing each other let alone having some sort of friendship. Seraphina wished more than everything that there would never be a war, that they wouldn't need to fight each other, but it was a silly wish. She knew, deep down, that one day even she would have to fight with the other angels...when the day comes. And it's getting closer, unfortunately.

- I did not expect the two of you visiting my bookshop so soon. It's been only a few months. - Aziraphale said as soon as he saw them.

- It was three months, brother. And here I was thinking you missed me. - Seraphina pouted while Crowley decided to make himself comfortable in the nearest chair. - Our sibling was too busy planning it down there and also deeply concerned that I would tell something to another angel. I am very worried about it, I have no wish to fight...especially if it is against Crowley.

- But we must, sister!

- Why must we? The three of us saw so much already, how many wars have the mortals faced? Many and every time they found a way to grow from this and move on. I can not... - she took a deep beath before resuming her line of thought. - I refuse to believe that after everything, all those challenges, that it would end like this. Heaven and Hell fight each other, but how about humanity? They have no chance against either, it will be their doom.

- Sera is not wrong, angel. No matter whose side wins, they are going to lose and that's a fact. - she knew that Aziraphale loved mortals as much as she did but held hope for the Creator's Ineffable Plan, as he called. She too believed in it, but what if acting and doing something was part of this plan? The brunette wondered if maybe the three of them were what they were now and in each other's life because of it. While hearing both of her friends bickering, something they did a lot, it suddenly she realized that indeed the end was closer than ever. It could be in centuries, yes, but it could also be tomorrow or in an hour. As soon as Gabriel called her there would be no come back, she would never be able to see him again. Seraphina was sad and angry even after months, she had the right to be after everything Morpheus said to her, but after the war he would still be there while there was a possibility that she wouldn't. Death might come for her, and their last words were just horrible. It didn't matter that in that hypothesis he might not care about her dying, her heart couldn't bear leaving things like that. With that she decided that it wasn't something that could wait, not anymore. Time was too relative, they could have ages or seconds. She wasn't going to waste another second. Seraphina didn't say a word so they couldn't try changing her mind. The angel of love spread her wings and in a blink of an eye she left to the Dreaming.

She left to find...him.

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a/n: Four more chapters and ARC I is overrrr!! Aziraphale and Crowley are a little OC because it's the only way to fit the storyline. Next update will be this weekend and I promise you some happiness.