Aziraphel waited patiently and nervously with Crowley in the hospital waiting room while your mother gave birth. More appropriately to you. The second coming of Christ. He tapped his finger against his leg nervously- Crowley rolled his eyes.
“ Relax, Angel. It’s a baby, it’s not like it’ll judge you right out the womb. “
“ I know that Crowley- But this is the second coming of Christ we’re talking about! T..This- This is literally a moment in history that people have been waiting for.. for— Thousands of years!! And it’s just- just happening! Without anyone knowing-!! “
He ranted, pulling at the collar of his shirt due to nerves, Crowley chuckled dryly.
“ You’ve got me there Angel— “
Suddenly, a sweet little lullaby played out through the speakers of the hospital- Signaling the birth of a child.
“ Oh! Oh it’s happened-! Crowley—! “
A nurse escorted them to the room, making them sanitize and put on masks as they entered… Your mother was holding you to her chest, smiling at Aziraphel and Crowley.
“ Well there they are! About time they decided to show their face. “
Crowley laughed, and a nurse approached them.
“ Are one of you the father?? “
She was holding the birth certificate…