It had been a few years since Aziraphale had left earth to be welcomed back into Heaven. He'd been given the opportunity to be the next Supreme Archangel, with Gabriel out of order. Though, becoming an Archangel came with great, great loss. His former close friend, Crowley. Crowley wasn't agreeing with the opportunity, the fallen angel did want to go back to heaven, nor did he want to be an angel again. He didn't even want to be in Hell. The demon wanted to be on his own side, but Aziraphale couldn't simply say no to Metatron.

And so, with the hope of not getting either of them erased from the book of life, he went with Metatron. Losing his one and only good friend, despite being on opposite sides. Aziraphale was sent down to earth for an order of checking in with Muriel. Usually, the other angels would be doing that, but he missed his dear bookshop and hoped to revisit it again, even if for a little.

Aziraphale walked up to the bookshop, standing at the doors and staring up at the bookshop. All the memories flooding back to him like it was just yesterday that he'd left. He took a deep breath and opened the doors, his hands behind his back as he walked. But it wasn't Muriel who he spotted at the bookshop..