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It had been almost six months since the apocal-wasn't and things had finally started to get a rhythm back to them. Crowley had continued to scare his plants and temp people (though the later he did on his own time not and without having any paperwork to fill out.) and Aziraphale to visit his favorite little diners and drink tea as he read his lard assortment of books. He had even started reading the books that Adam seemed to have gifted him along with the reconstruction of his shop. They where a bit... odd and not at all what Aziraphale was used to reading. But since they where a gift he decided to would be rued to not at least take a look at them.
In addition to all this they both made time every Wednesday afternoon to have lunch. Most of the time Aziraphale ended up choosing where but there where a few times where on a whim Crowley would suggest some new and interesting place he thought his friend would like. On this week they where meeting up at one of Aziraphale's favorite sushi places. Crowley really didn't like the smell of raw fish and soy sauce but he had recently become fond of sake so he didn't mind as much.
It was also walking distance from the bookshop so Aziraphale took every opportunity not to have to ride in the Bentley. Though he knew his friend had never crashed (save the one unfortunate time with the bicycle) it still put him on edge enough to avoid it whenever possible.
Aziraphale walked though the door of the restaurant and a little bell rang. “Ah, Exra-san, is it just you today or will your boyfriend be joining?” the waitress asked as he walked in.
Aziraphale pinched the bridge of his nose, “Table for two, please.” They had both long since given up on trying to explain that they weren't dating as it always ended up with people giving them that 'you keep telling yourself that' look and it was much easier to just deflect then straight up disagree. He then followed her over to their usual table that was always miraculously open whenever they came for lunch.
As soon as he sat down he heard the unmistakable sound of the Bentley pulling up out front soon followed by the same jingle of the bell as Crowley walked in. “Sorry I'm late, angel, I-”
“Actually you're right on time for once,” Aziraphale cut him off
“Oh, well never mind then,” he said sitting in the opposite char. “So, hows it been?”
“Well, dear, there is something I've been thinking about,” he said as he put a napkin on his lap.
“Yeah? What's that?”
“Well you know how there was the whole mix-up with babies with Adam and whatnot?”
“Yeah...”
“And that's because there was a third baby, right?”
“Right...”
“So, do you know what happened to it? I mean what they where planing on doing with the extra baby in the first place?”
“Didn't really give it much thought,” he said sitting back in his chair. “Wasn't really my job. Just drop the baby off and leave, nothing else to it.”
“Do you think he has a good home?” he said sounding worried.
“I'm sure he's fine, angel. They probably had some kind of adoption lined up or something. I mean they where planning for it to happen.”
“Yes well, it's been bothering me for a while now. Do you think we could at least check?” he pleaded.
“And how do you expect us to find him? We already know all the records are burned.”
“Yes but maybe we could try talking to that former nun again? I mean she didn't know anything about Adam because that was a mix-up but she must have had some idea of at least what they planned to do with the extra baby if nothing else.”
Crowley knew he wasn't going to let this drop until they had at least tried. “Fine, alright, we'll go check after lunch.”
Aziraphale smiled and relaxed more into his seat.
After that they where able to talk about the other things from the week. Like trying a new gelado place, or how nice the weather had been or 'my yes, that is unfortunate how all those men who sent unsolicited dick pics got hot chili pepper prouder down their pants.' You know, things friends talk about.
After lunch was finished Crowley had hoped that the angel had forgotten all about this whole third baby thing because he didn't want to have to deal with all that for someone who was probably perfectly happy somewhere. But when it became clear Aziraphale wasn't going to let it go he relented and they got in the Bentley and sped off to where they now knew the old hospital to be.