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Feb 27, 2007 23:55

Date: February 2nd, 2001
Setting: Tadfield Manor, Ellie's room
Status: Private - Ellie, Aziraphale (Complete)
Summary: A reunion, hopefully better than the other.

Honey, I'm home! )

aziraphale, ellie

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chantinellie February 28 2007, 09:11:53 UTC
A bit startled at the knock--she rarely had visitors unless she had explicitly invited them up--Ellie set down the newspaper she'd been browsing and went to answer the door, wondering if the Sphinx was looking for company or if Uriel wanted to introduce Bran to Sugarplum.

On opening the door, however, her face lit up when she saw who stood there, and she flung her arms around the angel's neck with a small, rather uncharacteristic cry of delight. "Aziraphale! You're back! Oh, it's so good to see you."

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ineffable_angel February 28 2007, 11:47:19 UTC
The spell of melancholy snapped, temporarily, at her surprising enthusiasm, shocking him into excitement as well. "Ellie!"

The angel clung to her in return, embracing her. "Oh, my dear, how I missed you!" he cried into her dark hair. "How are you? Are you quite well?" He pulled back, inspecting her closely. "In one piece, I see. How have you been? Are you free to have a cup of tea?"

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chantinellie February 28 2007, 23:37:24 UTC
"I'm fine, Aziraphale dear. And of course I have time. Come on in." Ellie waved a steaming teapot and cups into existence on the table and drew the angel into the room, shutting the door.

She'd been trying not to think of how lonely the place had becomes without Aziraphale. She'd seen very little of Crowley or John, and hadn't gone looking because...well, it wasn't so much that she was taking sides, she just didn't want to be an unwelcome reminder. Or to be too tempted by the other (highly attractive) demon, now that he was technically unattached. It wouldn't feel right, somehow. Which was an unfamiliar way of thinking, to her, but she didn't question it. Perhaps that was what real friendship was like, not swopong down on your absent friend's ex the moment he was available.

"How have you been? Making any progress with your, uh, projects?" She poured two cups, handed one to the angel and settled down in her chair with hers. "Are you back to stay?"

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ineffable_angel March 1 2007, 07:02:07 UTC
He glanced at the cup in his hands, swirling the tea thoughtfully ( ... )

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