In a medium garden on a large side of a large flat, there stands a young girl with orange-red hair, hazel eyes with a slit as pupils, and a shimmer so bright you'd think she were a star. Anyone who's come across her has said the same thing, her personality changes dramatically. But nonetheless she's a sweet person and you could tell that unless you angered her in any way. Crowley comes walking towards her with his usual demeanor. Normally if you see a tall man in all black walking towards you, you'd be frightened but to this young girl Crowley was everything. "Hello, Starlet. Garden doing well, I see." Crowley's voice shocks the girl but once she sees him, her shock turns into happiness. "Yes, papa! It looks wonderful doesn't it? The Pansies have attuned to the area wonderfully!" Andromeda's cheery words amuses her father as he looks at her with a smile on his face, "Yes, well, I figured they would considering you're taking care of them little Star." Crowley replies with a slight tap of his finger to his daughter's nose, making her blink twice like a cat in response. Crowley leads the girl inside the flat and sets himself on a black pleather throne-like chair with one blanket draped over each arm, Andromeda flicks her hand and every light turns on as well as the television hanging over a worn down fireplace covered in ash and soot. Andromeda looks around a bit before walking over to Crowley, who had taken off his tinted goggles, as he was staring past the young girl with his yellow snake-like eyes seemingly glazed over.
Andromeda notices her father's gaze, before she sits beside him, she pokes her father lightly in the side. "What is it?" The little girl looks at her father as she begins to curl into his side, "Nothing Starlet just thinking is all." Crowley answers vaguely but knowing his daughter won't let it go he sighs, "Me and Aziraphale had lunch today. I was just thinking about it." The red-heads look at each other before the younger one hums in response, "When can we visit him again? I quite like him since he's been around me for centuries." Andromeda peers up from her father's hip who looks at her with a defeated face, "Fine. Tomorrow." Was all the girl needed before she fell asleep burrowed into her father. Crowley listens to his daughter's breathing with a soft smile on his face, he looks down at her face and sees the ghost of her smile still present. He sighs slowly, picks her up and begins to carry her to her galaxy themed room, making sure not to wake her along the way.
Once he gets to her room, Crowley places the sleeping girl in her bed before kissing her head lightly and leaves the room. The red-headed man looks around the kitchen he had entered after leaving his mini-me's room. Before he can get any further, Crowley almost gets jumped by two of his fellow demons. Per usual Crowley is able to save himself without waking his daughter by using holy water on one demon and trapping another in his antique voice-mail machine. After he fixes his usual drink, wine, and keeps his ears open in case Andromeda has her nightmares. Little did they know, her dreams were just beginning.
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Dream: I walk through the burning bookshop of Aziraphale's without feeling any of the effects of the fire, "AZIRAPHALE!" I scream out as loud as I can, I get no answer. I scream for him but yet again I hear no answer, I rush through the building as fast as I can. I beg for this to just be a dream, just a dream not like the others, please don't be real. I finally reach Aziraphale's desk, seeing his figure accepting his fate. I scream out as loud as I can but he doesn't hear me. "AZIRAPHALE! AZIRAPHALE PLEASE GET OUT OF HERE! PLEASE." I continue screaming, begging, pleading even, for the white-haired angel to walk towards the front of the bookshop so he can get out. But he never answers, he probably can't even hear me, but I need him to. My father can't lose him, I can't lose him. I start walking through the fire, I feel the warmth but that's it, once I reach Aziraphale I put my hand out. I try to get him to notice, try to get him out but he feels nothing, hears nothing, sees nothing. I break down crying in front of him, still pleading for him to move, still begging for him to hear me, but nothing I do works.
