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"So, that's my-" the Angel interupts me,
"Our, Crowley dear."
I sigh.
"Our story."
Adam glares at me.
"I know I was at the wedding! And you told this story at least one hundred times!"
Aziraphale laughs and takes my hand.
"Oh Crowley's always so dramatic."
"W-what, me?"
They both glare at me and I crack a small smile.
"Oh, fine. Maybe I am a . . . little how do they say it now, extra?"
"A little?" Adam asks and I glare at him.
"Fine. A lot."
Aziraphale and Adam laugh.
"Well! I'm off to go hang out with my friends. It's nice catching up with you guys but I have to run." He calls for Dog and they take their leave.
I watch them go and then turn to Aziraphale, who's watching me lovingly.
"Angel, how did a demon like me get so lucky?"
"I know, he's a good kid."
"A great one." I say and stand up stretching.
"And you're a great husband, my dear." Aziraphale wraps his arms around me and I pull him close.
"I know. So are you Angel." I kiss the top of his head and smile.