( For a long moment, Aziraphael stares at the closed door, too shocked even to blink. )

A:

Found something of yours. Will be by to drop it off.

-R
That's all there is, though Aziraphael reads the text wave over several times ( Read more... )

It's just past the still-dark phase of the morning when Aziraphael disentangles himself from Crowley for long enough to slip out of the bed and into his fuzzy slippers and a worn bathrobe. Downstairs, he putters around aimlessly for a minute before changing the opening time on the sign to 1pm. He goes to the kitchen and, humming tunelessly, fills ( Read more... )

I. II. III.Consciousness descends on him by inches, and with the growing light that has been edging onto his pillow comes the growing awareness that the other side of the bed is empty ( Read more... )

The seasons are mild on Persephone, and at Southdown Abbey the late summer is just ripening into autumn when Serenity touches down. There’s only one figure waiting to greet the ship this time, and if one were to look closely, one would see the tired wrinkles that have taken up residence around his eyes, the mild red chafing on hands that have ( Read more... )

I.They arrive in Iceland in near-darkness concealing a dense, freezing fog that gives way to low clouds once outside of Reykjavik. It's a long drive to the tiny village of Laugarvatn, 70 miles in the blackness, and when they finally reach the place they're spending the night (to call it a hotel would imply there are more than six rooms), they're ( Read more... )

It's late when he arrives upstairs, so his knock is quiet and hesitant. When there's no answer, he opens the door (it might have been locked, but that is easily circumvented) to find Crowley sound asleep on top of the bedclothes ( Read more... )

Aziraphael is at a wedding ceremony when he feels it. The shepherd conducting the service is an old friend, but in the angel's opinion he tends to drone, so what should be a joyous occasion of union becomes an interminable exercise in staying awake. A sudden uneasiness makes Aziraphael sit up and look around at his fellow guests still fighting ( Read more... )

The conversation with Kaylee has left him feeling drained, on edge, and even the though the screen remains black, though the wave goes unanswered for minutes stretching into long, long minutes, it isn't quite enough for him to regain his former composure.
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Aziraphael makes sure that he is at least marginally collected before he waves Serenity; physically collected, anyhow. Anyone looking closely enough for long enough would undoubtedly see the cracks in his mask.

He'll just have to hope the lighting isn't very good. For once, he's glad when the ancient screen turns greenish.