Chapter 8: Rumors

William was one of the first Reapers to return to work that week. With the Immortal's Heat gone from his system, there was nothing that could distract him from his work; nothing but the fact that Sebastian wouldn't be accompanying him today, still exhausted from the night before.

Of course, upon William's sudden return, more rumors began to spread throughout the Staffing Association. William had never been one to return so early in the breeding season; if nothing else, he was one of the last. Just the same, they could guess why the Reaper wore a bandage over his neck and throat area and why he winced whenever something made sudden contact with his back and sides. Rumors of a child began to resurface and were the most talked about.

William slowly grew more annoyed with his co-workers than he had been before and he tried to stay in his office as much as possible when he wasn't doing dispatch work.

In the afternoon, when William was tending to paperwork in his office, there was a knock at his door.

"Come in."

The door opened and Pops walked into the room.

"Did you need something, sir?" William asked, standing from his chair.

"Not necessarily." Pops replied, "I'm just surprised to see you back at work so soon."

William relieved an irritated sigh, "Don't tell me you've gotten caught up in those vile rumors that are lurking about."

"I've been hearing quite a few, yes." Pops confessed, "That's why I came to you."

William nodded, "Alright, come in. Close the door. I don't want something leaking out of this place that could spark more rumors."

Pops closed the door and sat down in a chair across from William's desk.

"Tell me what you've heard…" the younger Reaper sighed.

"Things that shouldn't be of anyone else's concern." Pops said, "Especially at this time of year. Did you and Sebastian… you know?"

A light blush appeared on William's face, "Yes. I think the bite mark on my neck and claw marks on my back are evidence enough."

"Do they still hurt?"

"Not as bad. Sebastian's been tending to them, so they don't hurt as much as it would if he didn't check on them every so often."

Pops nodded, "How's he doing?"

"He's fine. He's been a lot better since the incident with Giles Miller. When I left for work this morning, he was still asleep."

"I've heard rumors about a wedding. Is that true?"

William snorted, "No. I love him, but I haven't stooped to wanting to marry the demon, yet."

"So I assume neither of you are with child then, either?"

William frowned, "I'm not sure. I know for sure I'm not… but I'm not sure about Sebastian. But if he catches because of the breeding season, then he will start showing signs soon."

Pops nodded again, "Those were the rumors I've been hearing the most."

"Can I count on you not to repeat what I've just said?"

"Of course. Also, the boss Wanted me to pass this swear word to you. Since so many are still gone and aren't expected to be back until the end of the breeding season, we're all on overtime."