The next morning was awful, I woke up before it was light out. I tried to make myself busy but it was impossible. My mind kept wandering back to how my body done what it wanted to. I kept seeing the look Crowley had on his face, I couldn't put my finger of it? What was it? Pain? Betrayal? Anger? I really dont know.
At lunch time someone knocked on my door, I ignored it. The knocking continued for about 10 minutes.
"If you dont open this door in the next 10 seconds, I'm gonna let myself in!" Crowley shouted, then started counting down from 10. I didn't move. He reached zero and the door flew open.Crowley and Aziraphale walked into my living room looking angry and hurt. As soon as I see them I teleported the fuck away. I cant deal with this right now.
I opened my eyes and found myself in Hell, I quickly miricled my clothes into something appropriate and went to find my father.
"Daddy, I've missed you!" I scream running up to him and throwing my arms around him as soon as I see him.
"What are you doing here?" He questioned.
"I missed you so much" I lied, but he could never tell when I was lying.
I spent weeks with my father, torturing people and demons alike, I'm ashamed to say I really had a great time.
But I can't run away forever. So after another night of torturing I told my dad I was going back to Earth.I teleported home, went into my living room and Crowley was sitting in my sofa. I rolled my eyes and headed for the kitchen.
"Do you want a drink Crowley?" I shouted.
"Yeah, black coffee" he said in my ear, making me jump.
I spun around and heist chest was inches away from my face.
"Fuck, ever hear of personal space?" I sneer. Pushing him back a little and turn back to make the drinks.
"We need to talk all of about this, why do you keep running away?" He asked.
"Urgh! I dont know how to deal with this. It's all so fucked up." I made his coffee and my cup of tea. I picked my cup up and went back to the living room to sit. I heard Crowley talking quietly in the kitchen, then he joined me in the living room, he sat on the armchair facing me.
"I just called Aziraphale and told him you're home" he told me.
"Are you two alright? I'm sorry if I've made things weird for you." I said looking into my tea.
I noticed my ring was glowing white now. I'm gonna have to go see the Voodoo Priestess at some point. I have to be sure it means what I think it does.
"Yeah, we're okay I suppose. We had a small argument but we smoothed things over" he rubbed his chin. "Erm. I think that we all need to speak about what's happened".
I started shaking my head. "No, I can't do that, I just think its best that I just move away."
Crowley just sat there in silence for what seemed like an eternity.
"I'm going to call a realtor tomorrow." I said. He just nodded, with a glum expression plastered on his face. The room was filled with silence again.
"I think it best I dont see either of you again. All I do is hurt you." I say my eyes stinging, I try to blink the tears away but it only makes my eyes water more. "Can you tell angel goodbye for me? I dont think I could bare to do it myself" I say tears now rolling down my cheeks.
"Anything for you" he said standing up, he walked over to me and bent to kiss me on my forehead. "Goodbye Princess".
"Goodbye Crowley". Then he left.The next day I started searching for new home. I done my driving lessons and passed my test, just because I wanted to live a normal life for a while. It only took 8 lessons before I was ready for the test, I remember once, Aziraphale told me that celestials learn a lot faster than many humans.
2 months later I found a gorgeous little 3 bedroom cottage in a lovely village called Tadfeild. As soon as I got to the place for the viewing of the house I felt oddly at home. The house was as nice as promised and I made and an offer a lot higher than the asking price to make sure I got it. The offer was accepted on the spot.
I got in my car and drove all the way back to London to start packing. I decided to use miricles to do the packing so it only took a few hours. I didn't sell my penthouse. It took 3 large vans and 9 men to take all of my stuff to my new home. It took them longer to unload all of my stuff than it took me to pack.
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The Princess of Hell, She Isn't All Bad. Good Omens AU
FanfictionA Good Omens AU The daughter of Satan and an angel is finally allowed to live on Earth. She finds herself growing close to an angel and a demon. Smut Eventual threesomes and polyamorous relationship