The Drive

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Crowley drove- well, sat behind the wheel while the Bentley drove for miles on end, replaying the encounter over and over in his head. Aziraphale truly had no idea what he was getting himself into, and Crowley was scared out of his mind for him, though he would never admit it. He knew first hand how heaven could treat his Angel, and he could only hope that The Metatron was being honest in his offer. Crowley was starting to wonder if he should have gone with him, protected him, but he had been trying to do that for 6,000 years, and he couldn't anymore. He knew he would be obliterated if he attempted to interfere with The Metatron's plan. He feared he would only risk his Angel's safety more.

Did Aziraphale even regret it? Did he realize just how much Crowley cared for him? Did he have even the slightest clue that Crowley might lov- the Bentley swerved off the road and came to a sudden stop. "The heaven's wrong with you!" Crowley hissed. The Bentley flashed her headlights in response, "... it's night? How long have I been.." Crowley took the wheel and drove to the nearest hotel.

Hi guys! This is my first ever fic so it's probably not great and I also have no plans for it! I'm just writing and seeing where it goes lol!! Because of that I also don't really have a schedule to release new chapters, but I don't do anything with my life so as long as I'm motivated they should come out pretty soon within each other.

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