“So, how was your night after the party?” Morgan walks a little too close to Andy. Each time he tries to step to the side, she moves with him until he’s rubbing against each cubicle they pass. “Get up to anything… fun?” She nudges his arm which he can feel would’ve been a much bigger issue if they both hadn’t been wearing long sleeves.

“Eh, not really. I was so horribly sick that I tried not to do much after I left.” Andy shrugs and lets out an awkward chuckle as they step into the elevator and start to head down to their meeting room.

“Should’ve left with me, I would’ve shown you a great time.” Her words alone make Andy tense up. He can feel her eyes burning into him as he glues his to the steadily decreasing number on the small screen in front of them.

“Uh… Aren’t there, y’know, rules against that?” Andy tries to look at her from the corner of his eyes but realizes his mistake the moment they make contact. She giggles at his overall disposition and his question.

“What? Sure there’s rules against dating your human cases but that doesn’t mean you and I couldn’t have gone to get a drink just to talk.” Morgan places a hand on his shoulder and leans her face near his, stopping her mouth just by his ear to whisper. “Or were you thinking of something else?” Her breath tickles his skin and causes a chill to run up his spine.

Luckily for him, the elevator chimes and the doors slide open. Andy darts out of the tiny metal box in an instant and lets out a painfully embarrassed laugh. “Ha, shouldn’t we get this meeting over with? I’m sure you have a lot of work to do too and I still have some paperwork. We should probably just hurry it up.” He was speaking a mile a minute.

Morgan smiles and bites her lip. “So eager! I like when a man wants to get right down to business.” Andy laments over how she somehow can turn anything into an innuendo, making several things even harder for him. “Come along, Andy. We’re this way.” She struts past him and waves a finger for him to follow. “I don’t know if Greg ever told you this, but the first ten stories are full of meeting rooms for us to meet with other demons in the office or our cases. If someone dies and gets assigned to you, you’ll meet them here after they’ve been thoroughly processed in Purgatory. Oh, but of course they won’t remember any of that, they’ll think they came straight to the room after dying.”

“Huh, how quick is the processing… process?” Andy couldn’t think of a less redundant word for his question.

Morgan shrugs without even turning to face him. “Depends. Typically it’s only a day or two. But you,” now she twists her torso to peek at him for a moment with a pointed finger, “You took forever.”

“Wait, what?!” Andy was taken aback by the news. He stopped walking all together and stared at Morgan’s back as she kept sauntering away. “What do you mean?”

She stops to open a door beside her and looks to Andy, gesturing for him to enter. “I’ll tell you in here. Come on.”

He sighs and enters the room. It’s windowless but has an inoffensive eggshell paint job. There’s a wooden table with two padded, black leather chairs on either side of it. It’d look like a slightly nicer interrogation room if it weren’t for the poster on the wall of Lucifer with a happy thumbs up and the line “The afterlife just means life after! Keep on living!” underneath him like one of the motivational posters of a cat hanging from a tree branch.

“OK, now tell me what you’re talking about.” Andy watches as Morgan walks around the table to the far chair and takes her seat, dramatically crossing her legs.

“Sit down, relax.” Andy takes a second but eventually relents and sits down. He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. “Isn’t that better? Now, the truth is that because of your unique position down here, we had you in Purgatory for a couple months or so. Everyone was really excited for the human to show up at first but after two months of waiting you just kinda get tired of being excited.”

“I’ve been dead for two months?!” Andy shot out of his chair and slammed his hands on the table in shock. “What have I missed? Why did nobody tell me?” Andy starts to rub his face and eyes in frustration.

“Relax! That’s what this meeting is for, Andy.” Morgan stands up and places her hand on his. He instantly calms down and drops his guard. His breathing gets heavy and his body heats up. As he starts to lean his face towards her, she takes her hand off and he instantly snaps back to reality. “Oops. None of that yet, sweetie.” Her evil smirk proves that her accident wasn’t necessarily unintentional. “Sit down, let’s discuss some things.” 

The two spend the next half hour catching Andy up on everything that had happened in his life after he died. He found out what his family was up to, how his friends coped with their loss, what happened to the girl he’d saved, he learned that Tyler and Luke broke up over his death, he learned Luke got a new butler that used to be a sex slave, and he even learned there was a real life superhero running around his city and he was beyond pissed that he wasn’t alive to see it. By the end of the meeting, it felt like he’d been bombarded with all of it. It was too much to process and the varying news had him feeling too many emotions to handle.

“That was… A lot.” It was all that could come to Andy’s mind to say. He stared at the table as Morgan closed her folder.

“Well, you did miss two whole months. Sounds to me like you were a good guy, though.” She stands up and walks around to open the door. Before leaving, she puts her hand on his shoulder one last time and lets her hair graze his neck. She whispers again, “I like good guys.” She giggles and leaves the room. “See you around, Andy!”