Crowley: WHAT?!
Zadkiel: Please do try to stay calm...
Crowley: Calm? CALM?
Crowley threw himself on the couch and froze there.
Crowley: Wha-... how-... when?
Zadkiel: I ummm I- ... I don't -
Zadkiel turned away to the window and stood for a few minutes. Silent and cold. Like a statue. "Silence? He's never silent. He's always blabbering about something. Say something Zadkiel." Aziraphale seemed to be thinking the same thing as Crowley. He came up from behind him and touched Zadkiel's shoulder.
Aziraphale: Zadkiel?
No response. Silence. Absolute silence. Stone cold silence. Aziraphale turned Zadkiel to face him. But the sight in front of him was devastating. There he stood his best friend in fear. Not angry, not sad but scared.
Aziraphale: Oh Zadkiel....
Aziraphale pulled Zadkiel in his arms.
Aziraphale: Let it out dear...
Zadkiel hugged Aziraphale and sobbed. And soon his sobs turned into screams and cries.
Aziraphale: It's alright dear. Let it out... Shhh it's okay.
Crowley sat still dumbfounded. He knew Metatron was capable of a lot of things but not that. "What is going on?... why? Why Zadkiel for God's sake?" Crowley frlt cold sweat as he thought that. He was getting angrier by the second. This was not just part of some plan. Not even His plan. "There's not a His plan anymore isn't there?". Zadkiel couldn't hold himself anymore and dropped on the floor. Crowley got up and walked to Zadkiel. He dropped on his knees.
Crowley: Alright Zadkiel it's okay we can talk about it right?
Zadkiel didn't utter a word.
Crowley: Zadkiel?
Zadkiel passed out on Crowley's arm.
Aziraphale: Oh dear... ZADKIEL!
Crowley: ZADKIEL WAKE UP!!
Aziraphale: What's wrong with him?
Crowley: Nothing! Everything? I DON'T KNOW!
Aziraphale: This never happened before! I don't know what to do!
Crowley: Is he even alive?!
Aziraphale: Crowley don't even say that!
Crowley: Well IS HE?
Aziraphale started tearing up.
Aziraphale: I- .... I don't know...
Zadkiel started murmuring in Latin. He started sweating and blushing. Aziraphale touched Zadkiel's forehead.
Aziraphale: I think he has a fever... He's quite warm.
Crowley: At least we know he's alive.
Aziraphale: True- Crowley!
Crowley: What? It's true! So what do we do with him? I don't think holding him in my arms is going to help him.
Aziraphale: I think we need to get him to bed and cool him down with cold water.
Crowley: So a bath?
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What if we fell? (Good Omens fanfiction)
FanfictionAziraphael lied to the other angels that Job's kids were dead. But unfortunately for him he could not deceive the archangels and he had to face the consequences of his actions. Will the,now former, angel manage to cope or will he vanish by his own s...
