Good Omens: Our New Beginning (Bad Omens Prequel Novella)

Outerlude: Eden's Apple

(Thank you all for all the reads! I can't believe it,  you're all ineffable. I didn't expect this story to get this much traction so I thought I'd add a bonus chapter for you all. As a special thanks to you all and for a dear friend AshleyTorres who gave me the confidence to add this in. I feel that it's important to Eden’s origin and to Aziraphale and Crowley’s relationship. And I realized I neglected to craft a scene where they give their daughter something from them. Something that symbolizes how much they love her. And not to worry,  it will appear in the next book, Book 11.

And if you are interested, I will add the infamous "incident" that occurred when Aziraphale was pregnant with Eden. If you’re interested that is. I mentioned it in passing early in this story because I wrote it separately and I wasn't sure about adding it but since it's important to the Fells story, I'm willing to add it. But enough from me. Let's get into this! Tickety boo!)

Crowley was walking throughout South Downs watering the house plants while Aziraphale was in the family room enjoying a cup of tea under the impression that their daughter, Eden Alexandria Queen Fell was in her room playing. That is, until Crowley poured some water on a rather lush bush and a loud sqawk of surprise made him jump.

"What the hell!?" Crowley swore.

"That's not a nice word." A meek voice said.

"Queenie?" Crowley pushed the leaves and branches aside, revealing a soaking wet three year old.

"Hi Dada." Eden replied with a sniffle.

"Have you been crying my nebula?" Crowley demanded, immediately concerned by his daughter’s red puffy eyes.

"I....I did something very bad....so I was hiding.....but then it started to rain....I forgot about that."

Crowley felt his heart swell. "Oh come on now. I'm sure it's not bad. It's probably not even serious. Come on, let's get you dried off before your Papa sees you-"

"Crowley." A very concerned voice said, clearly struggling to maintain self control. "Why is our daughter soaking wet? And upset?"

"Uh...." Before Crowley could try to reply, Eden dashed to her Papa and wrapped her arms around his legs.

"It's my fault Papa! I lost my apple! I've tried to find it but I don't know where else to look......" Eden started to sob again, expecting her Papa to be upset.

Aziraphale instinctively scooped Eden up and took her to the bathroom with Crowley following close behind,  both of their minds drifting back to nearly three years ago.....

"Crowley.....are you sure it's safe for me to be out in public?" Aziraphale whispered as he and Crowley approached the jeweler shop. Aziraphale was wearing a simple gray hoodie that was extra large with matching sweatpants. He didn't feel comfortable wearing a gown out in public or taking a feminine form. Nor did he really have the energy either. So after some coaxing from Crowley, he picked out something simple but his stomach was quite noticeable. But it was too be expected because he was eight months along.

"Totally safe angel." Crowley replied. "I'm on high alert this time and I'll know if anyone with even a single negative thought is coming anywhere near you and the baby. I'm not going to let anything happen to you again."

"That's not what I'm worried about." Aziraphale muttered. "I'm worried that the humans will stare. The ones we don't know. Strangers."

Crowley scoffed. "Don't worry. I did a little miracle and no one will even give us a second thought. Not even a first one! We're just a ordinary couple going to a jeweler to get a present for our daughter."