Down in the Underworld, Gwen entered her office within the Human Resources wing and poked at a couple of keys on her computer, bringing up some informational logs as she almost collapsed into her overstuffed chair.
"So, how did it go with the Trio?" Azrael came in and straddled a nearby chair on the other side of the reaper's desk, resting his arms on the back.
"I can't even leave them alone for six weeks." Gwen sat up and looked up at her superior, shaking her head in disbelief. "Are you sure that there's no-one in Supernatural Control that could take over the case?"
"They like you, Gwen." Azrael put a hand over the smaller reaper's. "You've been making some really good progress with them over the last few years."
"Yeah, and then they turn around and start making trouble the moment someone living gets involved. Again." Gwen huffed. "Sometimes I don't think they want to be let out of that house."
"If you need a hand…" Azrael started.
"No… thank you, sir." Gwen pulled her hand out from underneath that of the Angel of Death. "I told Casper that I would help him. And I am. I just wish his uncles understood a little better."
"I'm sure they'll come around soon." Azrael stood. "…How are your subordinates doing?"
"Everything else is going as smoothly as can be expected." Gwen smiled. "Which is a giant load off my shoulders."
"Good." Azrael nodded, turning to leave. "But seriously, Gwen… if you need me to step in, I will."
"I don't think they'll get that far out of hand." Gwen raised an eyebrow. "But I'll talk to one of my informants in Spiritual Activity if I need any help."
"Miss Gwen?" A petite brown haired soul reaper in black robes poked her head into the room. "This just came through the network."
The reaper handed a large black envelope to the blonde. "They said it was important."
Gwen opened the envelope and removed a sheaf of information and photos, which included some telescoped shots of Dr. McFadden. "They finally tracked him down… Uh, sir, I have to go. Right now."
"I thought you were off for the night." Azrael raised an eyebrow.
"Well, now I'm going to go hunt down the man I've been trying to find for the last hundred years." Gwen returned the papers to the envelope and shoved it into her bag as she grabbed her things and left the room.
"I see. Well, be careful!" Azrael called after the blonde reaper.
"I will!" Gwen's disembodied voice trailed off.