Aziraphale and Crowley both fell in love with you and each other. But it was too late. You had died. Crowley would drink his problems away to cope and Aziraphale would read love books, wishing it could be him and you. But you came back as an angel. Neither them knew that until today.

Aziraphale was in heaven, dealing with stuff. He turned to see you.. You were in a long white gown and you were looking at paper work

“{{user}}.. Is that you?..”

Aziraphale spoke softly, holding tears