A Bullet to my Heart

Bullet to My Heart

A/N: Prompts: Hiding an Injury , Accidental Love Confession, "I'm not leaving until you tell me what's wrong, Don't lie to me." and First kiss for two of my favorite friends from this fandom Lunarmultishine on Tumblr and Softangel32 on Twitter. Hope you enjoy. It isn't super long, but I like it a lot. It does describe an intense scene with lots of gunshots and explosions, so I wouldn't read it if you don't like that. Also this goes off canon, I imagine this scene takes place instead of the Blitz scene, so the last time they saw each other was when Crowley asked for Holy Water.

Crowley placed his black fedora on his head. He looks spiffy in his black suit. He had it all perfectly planned. He would march into the casino, cause trouble and walk out. Easy as pie.

He had been part of a secret organization and tonight was a very important meeting. Several operatives were going to be tempted to revolt. It could cause the whole organization to fall apart and make lots of people miserable. It was going to a rather pleasant evening for Crowley.

He put a red carnation in his jacket pocket and hopped in the Bentley. He sped through London till he reached the Crusaders Hotel and Casino. He sauntered in and over to the bar. He made himself comfortable with a drink. He surveyed the room. There were lots of people drinking and some gambling away fortunes. Lots of miserable people.

Crowley smiled. It was just his scene. He was just starting to flirt with a pretty girl across the bar, when he saw a cream suit in the corner of his eye.

He turned to get a better look and his heart nearly dropped to his shoes when he realized it was a very familiar someone.

Crowley excused himself and sauntered over and slid into the booth across from the angel.
"Aziraphale. What are you doing here?" Crowley hissed. The last time they had seen each other, they had spoken not very friendly words. He didn't really want to unearth those buried emotions. Aziraphale had made it clear that he could be just fine without him. He looked around. He put up a menu, so no one but Aziraphale could see his face.

Aziraphale looked up surprised to see Crowley. "Crowley? Is that you?"

"Yes it's me. This isn't a good part of town. You shouldn't be here."

"Well as it happens to be. I am supposed to be meeting a friend." Aziraphale gave him a look. "A Mr. Kruinsky."

Crowley groaned. "Angel. He's the boss."

"I don't see what all the fuss is for. He seemed like a rather nice man on the phone."

"Angel. You don't know what you are getting into. This man is a really bad man. Someone to stay far away from."

"Crowley. I think you are overreacting. He said he had some great plans for my little bookstore."

"Aziraphale." Crowley leaned forward and whispered. "He was my last temptation. I didn't even do anything. He has grown to a lot of power. He has killed to get where he is. Aziraphale. If you value your life and your bookshop. Leave now." Crowley was telling the truth, he had met Mr. Kruinsky when he was younger, and he wasn't pleasant then, and he wasn't pleasant now. He was getting exasperated that Aziraphale wasn't taking this seriously. Crowley had seen what that man could do, and knew he wouldn't hesitate to take Aziraphale out of the picture if he didn't do exactly what he wanted.

Aziraphale huffed. "Well. It seems like a little bit of heavenly touch is in need."

Crowley groaned "Angel. It won't do any good. Not with how far gone these guys are." He lifted up his hand and rubbed the back of his neck. "Look. Tonight is very important. I'm going to wreck the whole thing. But you need to be far away from here. When it all breaks loose."