An angsty Good Omens story

Many thanks to my wonderful beta, Jen, aka steadfast!

 

Disclaimer: Good Omens belongs to Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett. Raguel, the Angel of Justice, and Oriel, the Angel of Destiny, presumably belong to themselves/Himself.
 

 

Author’s Notes: I had anirisbleufic marathon; I read her entire Crown of Stars series in one sitting one Saturday night and went on to some of her other gorgeous work, then went to bed. I had some strange and occasionally angsty dreams starring Crowley and Aziraphale, the four archangels, and various other angels and demons from various Good Omens fic, especially Crown of Stars. Then I woke up with two different stories writing themselves in my head. This is one of them.
 

 

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Of Promises and Warmth

 

 

( After the Almostacalypse, they fed the ducks and went to dine at the Ritz. Then they went to get drunk in the angel’s back room. The familiar routine was comforting; they could almost pretend nothing had changed. )

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Sivaroobini, 24^th May, 2009
 

Again, many thanks to my wonderul beta Jen! Reviews would be muchly loved.