Crowley exhaled noiselessly in relief. Aziraphale was going to be all right. He knew the leg would heal with time but the fever had been quite dangerous and it was finally gone.
He removed his hand, and with a final warning glare to Raphael and Gabriel not to do anything stupid, Crowley returned to his bed, closed his eyes, and tried to hide his awkward jubilation behind a disinterested mask.
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Date: 2005-09-04 08:43 pm (UTC)He removed his hand, and with a final warning glare to Raphael and Gabriel not to do anything stupid, Crowley returned to his bed, closed his eyes, and tried to hide his awkward jubilation behind a disinterested mask.