Aziraphale bit his lower lip. Why wasn't Crowley responding anymore?
He took Crowley's shoulder and gently shook it. "Dear, can you hear me? Please tell me you're still conscious, especially after my horrid little nightmare scenario! You saved me, you know, and if it turns out you're dying because of it... I don't know what I'd do," he admitted softly. "You're not allowed to die on me, Crowley, I absolutely refuse to allow it to happen, so you need to get better."
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Date: Monday, 28 June 2010 03:40 (UTC)He took Crowley's shoulder and gently shook it. "Dear, can you hear me? Please tell me you're still conscious, especially after my horrid little nightmare scenario! You saved me, you know, and if it turns out you're dying because of it... I don't know what I'd do," he admitted softly. "You're not allowed to die on me, Crowley, I absolutely refuse to allow it to happen, so you need to get better."