[identity profile] anthony-crowley.livejournal.com
Date: March 27, 2001
Status: Private - Crowley and Gabriel
Setting: London
Summary: The first leg of the journey, continued from here

Following the angel to the airport... )
[identity profile] no-npc-here.livejournal.com
Date: October 11, 2000
Status: Private - Zatanna and Crowley
Setting: Zee's apartment in NYC
Summary: Early-morning conversation and unexpected revelations.

John was sleeping, finally. )
[identity profile] anthony-crowley.livejournal.com
Date: October 5, 2000
Status: Private - Crowley and John (complete)
Setting: Central Park
Summary: The boys they go a-wilin' among the grass so green...

People watching )
[identity profile] anthony-crowley.livejournal.com
Date: October 17, 2000 (cont. from here)
Status: Private - Crowley and Pepper
Setting: The Bentley and then a London dance club
Summary: Crowley and Pepper go dancing

Gotta dance )
[identity profile] dangeroushabits.livejournal.com
Date: October 2, 2000
Setting: Transatlantic Flight en route to N.Y.
Status: Private - John, Crowley
Summary: The boys take a road trip.

Would you fucking settle down already? )
[identity profile] anthony-crowley.livejournal.com
Date: April 6, 2000 - early evening
Setting: Ireland
Status: John, Crowley, and Aziraphale
Summary: Rescue mission

Crowley checked his watch again. )
[identity profile] flaming-michael.livejournal.com
Date: August 4th, 1999, mid afternoon Setting: Soho, London Status: Private, Michael, Crowley, Aziraphale Summary: Righteous, sadistic, all one and the same... Michael glanced around guiltily... )
[identity profile] duke-of-lurk.livejournal.com
Date: August 4th, 1999, a little after noon
Setting: Soho, London
Status: Private - Hastur, Ligur, Crowley
Summary: Nothing better than your own private bonfire


Hastur and Ligur spend some quality time together. )
[identity profile] ineffable-angel.livejournal.com
Date: August 4th, 1999, around noon
Setting: Soho, London
Status: Private - Aziraphale, Ligur, Crowley, Hastur
Summary: There's trouble beginning.

He felt... odd. Someone, or something, unclean was near him. He knew this because he was vaguely itchy. )

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