The day the angels fell.
asked by anon.
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Merlin can feel their power being torn away. He watches them burn, sees them fall, feels the onslaught of their pain. And he wishes, more than ever, that Arthur was by his side to help him face this.
It comes out of nowhere, plummeting to the ground. Sherlock stares for a moment before leaping forward, John following. “Aliens? Or is it a Winchester thing?”
“Aliens?!” Lestrade asks.
“Oh. No, no, no.”
“Doctor, what are those?”
“Angels. They’re falling, all of them. We need to go to America, Clara, I feel there two brothers in need of some help.”