I know you can hear me
Aziraphale was on the flat safe with Warlock. As safe as either of them could be. Everything was falling apart. He couldn’t find Sam, couldn’t even sense them. Dagon was in trouble, but he couldn’t do anything about that right now. He needed to fix Aziraphale, and he needed to find Sam.
Leaving the flat, Crowley found someplace quiet—at least as quiet as London got. Staring at the sky, he felt his rage build up.
“I know you can hear me God!” He yelled at the sky. “I know you can hear me! This is your fault! You better fix him! Fix this! Don’t you ignore me!”
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