An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
“Why’d we end up here? Who’re these people?”
“I think…” Aziraphale said slowly. “They’re us.”
“What?”
“They’re us,” Aziraphale repeated. He was standing by the bookshelf, holding a thick stack of unbound paper in his hands and flipping through it with a stunned look on his face.
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Crowley and Aziraphale from the book stumble into the world of the TV show.



















