Family Part 2
"Oh? That's all you have to say? Just.....oh?" Crowley backed away from Aziraphale.
"I'm sorry, darling. It is quite a lot to process." Aziraphale sighed a little. "A baby is....well that is quite a bit."
"It's no different than when we were raising Warlock." Crowley shrugged. "We did that just fine."
"He wasn't actually our child, darling. We did get days off and we weren't around for his entire life." Aziraphale moved over and put his hands on Crowley's hips, looking up at him. "And....I'm not even sure that it's possible."
"Why not? We can miracle anything into existence, how is this any different?" He put his hands on Aziraphale's shoulders. He hadn't realized exactly how much he'd wanted it until he said it out loud.
"We're not God, Crowley. We can't just...create a baby." Aziraphale gave him a little smile.
"That's not what I meant, Zira. It's not." He didn't want to just have a child randomly appear in their house.
"Then what are you suggesting?" Aziraphale started to gently stroke Crowley's sides with his thumbs. Crowley gave him a quick kiss on the lips.
"I used to have these dreams....all those years ago. When we were taking care of Warlock." He closed his eyes as he thought back. "That I was his mother, not Mrs Dowling." He kept his eyes closed. He didn't want to see the look on Aziraphale's face. "She didn't deserve him." Crowley muttered.
"Oh my sweet love." Aziraphale kissed Crowley again. "You do remember that I had to talk you out of kidnapping him on multiple occasions." It was said, not asked.
"Yes, I remember." Crowley said with a smile, finally opening his eyes.
"So you want to actually have a child? The whole process?" Aziraphale tilted his head.
"Yes. All of it. From the very beginning." Crowley nodded. If he were honest with himself he'd admit that it was something he'd been curious about for a very long time.
"I'm not sure that can even happen, dear. We're not.....made that way." Aziraphale said sadly.
"But, we could be, couldn't we?" Crowley raised an eyebrow. "It's really just a matter of imagination."
"Do you think so?" Aziraphale hadn't really thought about it. Could they actually have a child together. Crowley gave Aziraphale another kiss on the lips.
"All we can do is try. The worst that can happen is nothing at all." There was a part of Crowley that was terrified that it wouldn't happen. That he would just have to be happy being the weird uncle to other people's children. Aziraphale was silent for a few moments, just looking into Crowley's eyes. He put a hand on his cheek again. There were a few things that Aziraphale thought of that could be worse than nothing at all but he kept those fears to himself.
"Alright." He smiled. "We'll try." He gave Crowley a long kiss, holding him close. When the kiss broke, where there was a tall, slender man standing in front of him there was now a beautiful woman. Just as tall and just as amazing. He had a little flashback to one of the times he'd seen Nanny Ashtoreth "after hours" with her hair down and wavy. "I love you, my darling."
"I love you, too." Crowley said with a bright smile on her face. Suddenly that strange feeling deep down inside wasn't there anymore.
"I'm sorry, darling. It is quite a lot to process." Aziraphale sighed a little. "A baby is....well that is quite a bit."
"It's no different than when we were raising Warlock." Crowley shrugged. "We did that just fine."
"He wasn't actually our child, darling. We did get days off and we weren't around for his entire life." Aziraphale moved over and put his hands on Crowley's hips, looking up at him. "And....I'm not even sure that it's possible."
"Why not? We can miracle anything into existence, how is this any different?" He put his hands on Aziraphale's shoulders. He hadn't realized exactly how much he'd wanted it until he said it out loud.
"We're not God, Crowley. We can't just...create a baby." Aziraphale gave him a little smile.
"That's not what I meant, Zira. It's not." He didn't want to just have a child randomly appear in their house.
"Then what are you suggesting?" Aziraphale started to gently stroke Crowley's sides with his thumbs. Crowley gave him a quick kiss on the lips.
"I used to have these dreams....all those years ago. When we were taking care of Warlock." He closed his eyes as he thought back. "That I was his mother, not Mrs Dowling." He kept his eyes closed. He didn't want to see the look on Aziraphale's face. "She didn't deserve him." Crowley muttered.
"Oh my sweet love." Aziraphale kissed Crowley again. "You do remember that I had to talk you out of kidnapping him on multiple occasions." It was said, not asked.
"Yes, I remember." Crowley said with a smile, finally opening his eyes.
"So you want to actually have a child? The whole process?" Aziraphale tilted his head.
"Yes. All of it. From the very beginning." Crowley nodded. If he were honest with himself he'd admit that it was something he'd been curious about for a very long time.
"I'm not sure that can even happen, dear. We're not.....made that way." Aziraphale said sadly.
"But, we could be, couldn't we?" Crowley raised an eyebrow. "It's really just a matter of imagination."
"Do you think so?" Aziraphale hadn't really thought about it. Could they actually have a child together. Crowley gave Aziraphale another kiss on the lips.
"All we can do is try. The worst that can happen is nothing at all." There was a part of Crowley that was terrified that it wouldn't happen. That he would just have to be happy being the weird uncle to other people's children. Aziraphale was silent for a few moments, just looking into Crowley's eyes. He put a hand on his cheek again. There were a few things that Aziraphale thought of that could be worse than nothing at all but he kept those fears to himself.
"Alright." He smiled. "We'll try." He gave Crowley a long kiss, holding him close. When the kiss broke, where there was a tall, slender man standing in front of him there was now a beautiful woman. Just as tall and just as amazing. He had a little flashback to one of the times he'd seen Nanny Ashtoreth "after hours" with her hair down and wavy. "I love you, my darling."
"I love you, too." Crowley said with a bright smile on her face. Suddenly that strange feeling deep down inside wasn't there anymore.
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