Aziraphale, the " now Archangel ", not so much of an Archangel anymore it would seem. The angel had left earth, had left.. Crowley to make heaven better. It didn't seem that he did such a good job, it had only been a month and he was already back, back on earth. The mistakes he had made up in heaven were definitely not just simple problems you would usually shrug off with ease.
No, no, no, he messed everything up just within the first week, he was so overwhelmed by the angels asking him so many questions, so so many.
They needed direction, all Aziraphale was giving them was freedom, something that they didn't know how to deal with. Aziraphale was not only overwhelmed by their questions but by his own regret and guilt, he couldn't imagine what Crowley was feeling. Aziraphale had left Crowley, alone, on earth, and after Crowley had confessed his love for him, how could he do that to him.
It pained him to think about what Crowley might've been thinking while he was gone. Aziraphale was blinded by emotions, human emotions, the Archangels knew this and Michael of course took over. Not the best decision as it was obvious that Michael still wanted the war between the angels and demons to happen but the decision was made very quickly not much thought was put into Michael taking over.
That was in the past now though, now in the present he stood in front of his book shop's entrance door turning the knob and walking into the little shop. It had been slightly cloudy outside, and cold as England usually was. It seemed as if today would just be as normal a day as he ever had, had on earth.
Aziraphale though, had great thinks to come to him, and quite soon.
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...I forgive you
FanfictionIn collaboration with @darealfred, this story takes place after the ending of Season two of Good Omens, since we know that everyone is heartbroken about what happened and won't be getting answers till 2025 most likely, we give you you this fantastic...
