Drive Home
"Get in the car Rickey. We haven't shown up to school together at all this week. It is making you look suspicious." Samuel glared at her, his arms crossed. "Plus we need to discuss that little stunt of yours just now." "Samuel...I have to go and write my weekly report for my boss. plus discuss my next move with my partners." Rickey sighed taking off her glasses and replacing them with sunglasses. She continued passed her husband to a motorcycle. "Plus my dear...no one got taken this week...which makes you my top suspect." She opened her bag and put a piece of gum in her mouth, digging around for her key. "For the love of...Rickey you can do your report tomorrow!" he reached to grab her but she slapped his hand away. "No Samuel. Where the hell are my....keys." she looked up seeing Samuel holding her keys up out of her reach. "Like I said....get in the car...or hit me and risk breaking your cover." he smiled. Rickey blew a bubble with her gum and popped it. "Lead the way dear." "Good girl." he took her hand in his walking her to his mustang. He opened the door for her and she slid in annoyed.
"Now my love....was that to hard?" Samuel asked getting in and starting the car, leaving the parking lot. Rickey didn't respond and just looked out the window. "Grow the fuck up Rickey. this is how it was always supposed to be. We are destiny." he placed a hand on her thigh and a chill went down her spine. "I am writing my own destiny...and you are not in it." "For the love of God. I am and always have been. Just accept it. I'm never signing the papers. And you will quit your job as a...detective once this 'mission' is over. No more talking to Seth either."
Mith looked at Seth as the heard this conversation from Rickeys ear piece. "Was he always like this?" "Why do you think she ran? I tried to convince before saying her vows...but...she was basically brainwashed. If our parents hadn't died that same night...I dont think she would be as great of a person she is now." Seth sighed and looked down at his hand feeling Mith grab it. "You did what you could...and I'm sorry about your parents. They were a demon and an angel correct?" he asked squeezing the angels hand lightly. Seth tensed up at first but relaxed and didn't pull his hand away. "Yes...they adopted the both of us as well as another. Big government program." "Same one that decided to let those two psychos get college degrees at such a young age?" Mith asked and Seth let out a small laugh. "The very same...Im convinced they are also connected in our parents death but...who knows." he shrugged and pulled his hand away hearing the van door slide open.
They both turned to see Rodrick with literal steam emitting from him. "Hey woah woah! Get out if you are gonna throw a temper tantrum!" Mith kicked him out. Rodrick stumbled to the ground and let out a growl. "I broke my ear piece...where is the human?" "Driving home with her husband. they are enjoying a conversation about divorce." Seth lied and Mith nodded. "Nothing to worry about. See ya at the office." he smiled and waved at rodrick closing the van doors. He climbed to the front seat and buckled up. "Alright my angel. Time to go to the office." Mith patted the passenger seat and Seth's cheeks turned red. He shook away his sinful thoughts and climbed up next to Mith. "First though...a beer! Well a beer for me and a Sex on the Beach for you." "You've memorized my drink order already?" "Dude...your a guy getting a girly ass drink. of course I've memorized your drink order. Plus as partners it's good to know one another. Demon or angel." Mith shrugged heading towards the closet bar.