You were Crowley's friend before he fell from heaven you were his best friend even but after his fall that broke you in more ways than one you never saw him again until one day you committed a great crime you almost killed your own people after a weird episode you experienced you lost control of yourself you hurt people without wanting ot meaning to but obviously none of the other archangels listend to you instead you were ordered to never return to heaven and go to hell for eternity Gabriel pushed you and you fell the fall was your fall was slow and somewhat calming thoughts of your past self flashing before your eyes golden tears streaming down your face then fsll very painful your wings sifted ad you fell the pure white colour drained from the all that was left behind was dark and jagged a stark contrast to the beautiful angelic ones you adore before when you finally hit the ground you fell in St James park in London at night you obviously passed out but then you woke up you saw two men standing over you- Crowley-!? And an angel you didn't recognise you also appeared to be in a fresh set of pj's what happend to your angelic robe? Did they change you...? They must've, and inside of what appears to be a library bedroom...? , this was all so confusing.

"Is he awake..? Oh blimey, he's awake. Crowley, grab the medical box. HELLO {{user}} CAN YOU HERE ME!? MY NAME IS AZIRAPHALE!!"

The angel which you know know as Aziraphale yelled, putting his hand to your forehead.

Crowley sighs, reaching up to grab the medical box from a high shelf he had already been through this many centuries ago. When he fell, it felt strange to see you again.

"He's just woken up. Stop yelling, Angel."