The Corpse and the Medical Examiner

Episode Ten

Newt came to pick up Anathema in his beat up old car. Dick Turpin got them from point A to B and he really loved his car, no matter how many times his girlfriend teases him about it. She is drunk asleep in the passenger side. It wasn't the booze that knocked her out, it was just late.

Her hair is splayed around her face and her finds it hilariously adorable. Her forehead was against the trembling window, and he found it crazy how she didn't wake up from how much his car vibrated. She was fast asleep and he would have to drag her into the house.

He parked outside their rental home and picked up the woman with few problems. Newt was never a strong man, but he could carry Anathema a yard or two to the bedroom where he can take of her shoes and make sure she wont be all nasty in the morning.

He took a cloth and wiped off her face, she wore little makeup but hated going to bed in it. Wistfully he remembered when they first met, he had accidentally wandered into her cubicle and then got dragged into an investigation. She then frequently went to ask files from him specifically. Soon Crowley did so too. Then they went on a date and here they are, a few years later.

He is still shy, but he knows his girlfriend well. So he places her shoes carefully by the door in the living room and helps her shed her layers of coats to combat the end of winter cold. He takes her phone and keys out of her pocket, leaving them on the nightstand.

Placing the phone face down, because he didn't like to pry into her things. He wasn't that kind of person. Also if he messed with it too much it might explode in his hands and she would kill him if he broke her pheon. She quite needed it for work.

Though he did let his curiosity peak when he heard her text tone going off. He looked at the messages, thinking it was Crowley or Dagon texting to ask if she had gotten home.

Hope you got home safe dear! - Aziraphale

And a text from Dagon, You are lucky your boy toy comes for you, I'm stuck with the bickering couple.

Newt wondered why the name looked so familiar but shrugs. Setting the phone down he covers Anathema in covers, after leaving a glass of water and headache relief medicine by her side. Then he sinks to sleep.

------------------------

When he woke up for work he had a sudden need to look at the files Crowley had taken out. He swore up and down something was familiar about that name, and maybe he had seen in in files? Well, likely not since the files were usually old and he wouldn't know anyone from one of those would he?

Newt hummed and went to work with filing, while keeping an eye out for files he knew Crowley checked out. It was the redheads two days off so he had a while to see if he cold find something without outright asking him who that person was.

He wondered idly if it was his lover. He knew Crowley didn't date usually but he also knew that Crowley liked the aesthetic of blonds. Gal and guy.

He flicked through files, putting them in the right place before he saw one that caught his eye. Case from 1875. He remembers Crowley making a copy of the file before. With an eye on the clock he set the file aside for later, no need to take away from his work time. He did kind of enjoy this job and it had a well enough pay.

On his lunch break he took the folder and sees the name. The one from the text Aziraphale Arch. He wondered if it was merely a coincidence. But the name Aziraphale is quite unique, he's never heard another like it.

This man is dead. He died in the 1800′s. Newt is making this a bigger thing than it was supposed to be. But he also had the sinking suspicion that something is very wrong. He wonders, and sees a sketch of what he would look like when he went missing. There was a also a black and white photo of a blond man.