“He would run until he felt Hell’s clammy fingertips on his ass, and then he would start sprinting. After a millennium or two, they’d have to forget about him.
Forget about the crimes, the running, that he’d even ever existed. And maybe, maybe if he made it that far, he’d shave off the long beard and put his sunglasses back on and find Aziraphale if the angel had hung around. He’d find some dramatic way to appear and Aziraphale would say Crowley’s name in that surprised breathy voice and he’d smile the goofy smile and they would go back to how it used to be.”
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