Crowley slammed his hand against the Bentley’s radio, effectively killing whatever remained of the nightingale who sang in Berkeley Square. He couldn’t count to ten this time, couldn’t even try to. He was too far gone, too full of anger and too full of something else he could not, would not name. Crowley gritted his teeth in an attempt to not lock Nina in the coffee shop again and turned the key in the ignition, expecting the Bentley to roar to life fuelled by his fury. Instead, a sad putter came from the engine and a refusal to move came from the car, despite Crowley’s attempts to ask it properly to move. The Bentley simply would not go and Crowley, despite his anger, knew why. Crowley slouched forwards until his forehead touched the steering wheel, and in a low voice he began to speak. ‘He’s not coming back.’ he whispered, voice shaking with something more powerful than his rage, 'He doesn’t want you anymore’. Crowley felt the Bentley come to life around him, and without the flash or speed of usual trips, began to quietly drive the still slumped Crowley away. 'It’s okay’ he sniffed eventually, straightening himself and taking control of the car with white knuckles, 'You’ll be fine without him’. Both Crowley and the Bentley knew he was not talking to his car and what’s more, they both knew he was lying.

Season 3:

Aziraphale is up in heaven. Crowley is down on earth, wallowing in rejection and making couples trip when he sees them in the park. Strangely though, Crowley is having excellent luck lately, traffic lights are always green, there’s rarely any spots on his plants and bottles of his favourite whiskey never seem to run dry. Slowly, Crowley comes to realise that it isn’t good luck at all, but an angel who has recently inherited a great deal of power and a guilty conscience. Aziraphale sits up in heaven, taking care of Crowley in any way he can think of while being so far away and he prays. Not to God, but to his oldest friend for forgiveness.

Just fixing my heartbreak by thinking about Aziraphale apologising for leaving and kissing Crowley back and both of them crying and Aziraphale worrying he won’t be forgiven and through the tears Crowley softly smiles and says “So are you going to do the dance or not?”