Aziraphale had lost track of time as the labor progressed. Eventually, he had requested to be removed from the tub so he could walk around for a bit. Tracy agreed and said it could possibly help move things along. Aziraphale mainly wanted Crowley to massage his back to ease the building pressure. The two of them spent a good portion of time in the hallway, they had paced up and down it several times already, but now they were taking a short break in the nursery.
"Angel…." Aziraphale doubled over in pain, grasping the side of Eden's crib.
"I know darling…." Aziraphale rasped, resuming his breathing technique. Two short breaths followed by two long ones.
"Do you need me to massage anywhere else?"
"No. Just stay near the base of my spine please….the pressure is really bad there…." Aziraphale shuddered as another contraction took hold. He reached out and met Crowley’s waiting hand. "I've got you, Angel, just breathe. Breathe with me."
Crowley squeezed Aziraphale's hand reassuringly as he continued to massage the angel's back with his free hand, guiding him through each agonizing contraction.
"Crowley…"Aziraphale rasped when a particularly painful contraction passed.
"Yes, love?"
"I'd like to go back to bed, please…."
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Good Omens: Our New Beginning (Bad Omens Prequel Novella)
RomanceCrowley and Aziraphale have been happily married for six years now and they couldn't be happier, but shortly after their six year anniversary........Aziraphale suddenly comes down with something.....angels don't get sick! And before all of this, he...
