Fallen Lovers

Prologue: The Fall

Summary: The Arc angels find out that child birth doesn't work like the way bildad the shuhite and aziraphale said it did, and aziraphale faces heavens anger.

Aziraphale felt a bit better about the actions he took against heaven involving job's children because of the chat he had with demon Crowley. Though this didn't quite settle the unrest that sat at the bottom of the angels belly. He had gone against all heavenly rules after all, and he even put food in his heavenly temple. "Maybe that's why my stomach feels like this" he said to himself as he made his way to heaven, beads of sweat running off his head at the thought of what he would face at heavens doors. He stepped through the threshold and as soon he did so a voice screamed for him, echoing through the minimalistic area. It was the ArcAngel Micheal.

His immediate response was to freeze in place. He knew exactly what this summon was about. He took a deep shakey breath and turned to face the angry voice. "Come here right this instant!" Michael persisted, with the other Archangels beside her, and the Supreme ArcAngel Gabriel almost looking as if he was pouting a little way off from the rest. Uriel stepped up and started off the confrontation with a question. "So aziraphale, please do tell me how human babies are born" the question or more demand was laced in sarcasm, and the other ArcAngels surrounded Aziraphale uncomfortably close. "Ah!  . . . Well you see-" he started off, looking around him with a worried smile on his face. " babies are born to the woman who . . . a-anyhow the children come into existence when the female pulls out a part. . . Of her. . . Husband-. . .and the kids come out all in different ages." He finished awkwardly, his gaze darting on the other angels, falling lastly on Micheal who once more began to speak.

"Well. . . aziraphale, we found some records that greatly contradict what you said, and what happened momentarily ago with jobs children." Aziraphale gulped. "Those weren't her children were they?" She continued "Her new children Aziraphale" Aziraphale thought he would crumble if he continued to stand there, he was a gonner, he could feel it. Now he stood there wondering what punishment he faced. "Aziraphale! Answer me" Micheal repeated, her voice full of rage. "No ma'am", he responded weakly, his voice shaking. Micheal instead of looking at aziraphale, turned and locked eyes with the supreme ArcAngel Gabriel mockingly, rubbing in the fact that he was wrong about child birth.

Gabriel stepped past Micheal and towered over Aziraphale "ehem, Aziraphale..." He looked up at Gabriel, tears filling his view. "Yes Gabriel" the words fought their way through rapid breaths. "I have talked with Megatron and God and we have decided, that you're not fit to be an angel anymore Aziraphale. You have broken many rules and we can not allow it." Gabriel finished with passive aggressive smile, and put his hand on Micheal shoulder and laughed, as if the whole ordeal wasn't even that big. Aziraphale tried to defend his actions "I could not let you kill innocent kids. . . for a bet. . .I- I just couldn't let anyone do that. . .It wasn't right! " Aziraphale declared in between sobs and he fell to his knees. Gabriel shrugged, the same sickening smile still plastered on his face. "Sorry. . .not sorry". Aziraphale looked up to see the over confident face of Gabriel, and then he was falling.

Falling from unimaginable heights to the lowest depths possible, he flapped his wings but found he could not fly. Aziraphale screamed and cried, he could feel the love of God leaving his very being, it was cold, but it burned. The worst pain he could have ever imagined. He fell for a long time, in agonizing pain, then suddenly he landed. He landed in sticky, boiling black tar, it was very very hot, he was very hot, he felt like he was melting, he wanted to melt. . .to escape the reality that was happening to him. Time began to pass, he could not tell how long it had been since he landed, the hope had leaked out of him as he layed there and his body began to change form. His wings were burned black and small white and gray feathers began to appear on the side of his face and his nails had grown 3 times their original size. The newly fallen angel was in the pit suffering silently for a week before anyone found him there.  And the person who had happened upon him was his old friend Crowley.