A Bullet to my Heart
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My friends gave me some prompts and it became this fic. Its supposed to be a 1960's spy fic. Crowley wants to cause some trouble, but he is not prepared for Aziraphale to be there. He has to do some quick thinking to save himself and Aziraphale from discorporation.
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