♡ Will I ever see your sweet return? ♡

♡ The new supreme archangel ♡

(Based after the end of episode 6)

Aziraphale exited the elevator with Metatron. His body was shook nerves. To any normal person, they would be able to tell straight away that they were feeling uncomfortable, but of course Aziraphale was not good with emotions...well not his own. He passed his nerves as just adrenaline or excitement.

Aziraphale followed Metatron through heaven. He never realised how boring heaven looked and how uncomfortable it made him feel. The walls were plain white and so was the floor and everything else. The windows were wide enough to see the rest of heaven. He suddenly felt quite sad.

Whenever he entered his book shop, he would smell old books, a candle burning and hear a record playing and sometimes Crowley ranting... oh Crowley... how Aziraphale missed Crowley. Their long talks, lovely meals and memories... Aziraphale loved Crowley and he knew Crowley loved him too, but not enough to come with him. Did he not love him enough? Did he neglect his love? Was Aziraphale too much to love? The thoughts spread Aziraphale's mind. A labyrinth of mistakes he made that may have led up to him not following him... living out his dreams...

You see, neither Aziraphale or Crowley exactly did anything wrong... but they both had different ways of dealing with their problems... with heaven. Crowley's idea was to run away forever and erase it from their memories entirely. Aziraphale's idea was to fix heaven from the inside by becoming angels which Crowley was extremely against.

After a few moments, Aziraphale and Metatron finally made it to the supreme Archangel's desk (which was made after Gabriel left). Aziraphale set his things down.
"Are you alright, Aziraphale?" Metatron asked. "You seem rather upset."
"No! No! I'm fine... absolutely ticketey-boo..." Aziraphale laughed with a fake smile.
"I am truly sorry about your dear friend, but I knew he would never change. So he doesn't really believe in good that Crowley... he's too... Selfish! That's the word!" Metatron spoke.

His words broke Aziraphale to his core. Crowley was not selfish. He was kind and he cared... or did he? Aziraphale hated thinking wrongly of Crowley... and he certainly didn't like the Metatron thinking about him like that either. But Aziraphale was to afraid to object.

After a few centuries, Aziraphale started settling in... somewhat. He didn't feel any different to when he worked with heaven before he y'know he was labelled 'The traitor'. He just felt the same and even worse since now he was more worried about Crowley. This led to him being extremely distracted and struggling to get his work done. Other angels also noticed this and complained.

"He barely does anything," Uriel spat. "He just mopes over his stupid little boyfriend!"

All the angels agreed that Aziraphale was not fit for the role as Supreme archangel, except for the Metatron, who for some reason had 'hope' in him. This 'hope' made the other angels extremely mad as soon was going to be 'the second coming' which the archangel plays a very big part in...