ANGEL

★✩𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐢𝐱𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧| 𝐇𝐨𝐥𝐲 𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫✩★

ℍ𝕠𝕨 𝕒𝕟 𝔸𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕝 ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕤 ℍ𝕖𝕣 𝕄𝕚𝕟𝕕

~Ｓｏｈｏ， Ｌｏｎｄｏｎ~

~１９６７~

   Y/n rests her hip against the black Bentley, her eyes watching the inside of the bar through a window. The plaid blue and white thermos in her hands, keeping her nervous energy to a minimum, rubbing the sides of it gently. The small group of people inside the bar chatted quietly, Crowley sat with his back to the window, his red mop-top waving has he turned to the man across from him. 

   The angels eyes watched the interaction between the man and Crowley. The woman across from his spoke to the demon as he pulled a stack of bills out of his coat pocket, placing them in piles on the table. 

   Once the group had begun leaving, the angel moved to the small alleyway next to the bar. Crowley had left the building and was heading towards his black Bentley but was stopped by one of the patrons from his group. The Psychedelic pop music playing through the bar attracted the angel's attention for a moment before she glanced back at the two men. 

   Crowley had left the man behind and went to get into his Bentley. Y/n decided she would miracle herself into the passenger side. Crowley closes the driver side door and turns looking over at the angel in his car.

   "I quite like the Beetles look you have going, Crowley," the angel says starting the conversation.

   "Really?" he glances to his coat, adjusting his turtleneck and turning back to the angel, his eyebrows pushed together. "What are you doing here?"

   "What, can I not come see you?" the angel asks quietly. "Maybe I missed you this time."

   Crowley turns in his seat giving her his full attention, "If I remember right, it was you who said we should put space between us." Crowley points at her, his custom watch shinning in the colourful lights from outside. 

   "I know, what I said." Y/n's eyes turn away from the demon, she takes a deep breath hoping to hide her extreme nerves. 

   "Right, 'We should stay away from each other because our head offices might find out we've been helping each other. Put some distance between us,' is what you said." Crowley's voice was harsh, his eyebrows knitted together at the angel.

   "I'm sorry," the angel whispers. Her voice so quiet it doesn't make it to the demons ears.

   "Honestly, if you just didn't like me you could have just said that. I would have left you alone, but here you are," Crowley pointed his hand at her, "Hunting me down, need a favor do you?"

   "I said, I'm sorry." Her voice fills the car, the once warm tone the demon knew gone. "I was going through something and I needed to figure it out." Her hands pushed at her long coat, wiping the sweat that had collected there off. "I just don't want to see you hurt, and in the last few centuries we have gotten a little too close. I mean, if head office did notice then there would be trouble, and I don't want you to be in trouble because of me." Crowley's brows lowered as he took in her words. The gentleness of her voice calming his anger.

   "I'm sorry too," Crowley responded. "I shouldn't have gotten angry at you, you were just trying to do the right thing, like always." The angel turns to him giving him a soft smile, she holds her hand out to him to take.

   "Are we good to be partners again?" Crowley smiles taking her soft hand.

   "Partners," the two hold their hand shake for a moment too long before letting go.

   "I did come here to tell you something," Y/n comments. "I work in Soho, I hear things."

   "Like what?"

   "I hear that your going to rob a church," she turns her elbow slipping her arm through his. "Crowley it's too dangerous."

   "Yeah, you've said that."

   "Holy Water will completely destroy you," her hands tighten around his bicep.

   "Angel, you told me what you think a hundred and five years ago," the demon turns away from her face.

   "I haven't changed my mind," she pokes her head around to try and attract his gaze. Crowley turns back to her. "I can't have you risking your life. What if I need you?" Y/n untangles her arms from the demon, pulling up the thermos she had been carrying. "You can call off the robbery." She goes to hand the thermos to Crowley, he reaches out to take it before she pulls it back to her chest, "Don't go unscrewing the cap, or I will hunt you down." She hands the thermos over gently.

   "Is this real?" Crowley asks her, the surprise evident in his voice. 

   "It's the holiest I could get my hands on," Y/n smiles softly.

   "After everything," Crowley looks at her. The soft smile burning itself into his mind, the gentle angel before him, the colourful neon lights around them, all put to memory. "Should I say thank you?" His unsure tone shocking the angel.

   "Well, I would like a thank you, but for your sake, better not."

   "Well, can I take you anywhere?" the angel sits for a moment staring at her lap, thinking.

   "Um, no, thank you," her gaze turning back to him, "Oh, don't look so disappointed, Crowley. Maybe we can go on a picnic." Her face brightens at her next thought, "Dine at the Ritz?"

   Crowley's eyes stare into her gentle pools, the neon lights around them turning the soft E/c shade into a rainbow of all colours he could think of. The soft red, to a violent purple, her hair pulled into a bun had green hues from the lights. "I'll give you a lift. Anywhere you want to go," Crowley responds his eyes never leaving the angel, pleading for her not to leave. The thermos in his hands becoming colder as her smile drops a little, forming a small childlike frown on her features.

   "You drive to fast for me, Crowley. I'm not yet used to how fast you drive, give me some time," she smiled at him, patting his cheek, and getting out of the Bentley heading back down the street towards her book shop.

   Crowley sits in shock, his mind running with all thoughts; the kindness of the angel for giving him something she really didn't want to, the honesty she showed when she told him he drove to fast, and the gentle smile she held before getting out of the car. His eyes watched her soft figure walk down the street, the colourful lights illuminating her and making her look ethereal.