Sadie had done her best at keeping up the fake smiles and pretending for Roman that she was now single and happy about it. Meanwhile they had started packing the funeral home down. Piece by piece, box after box.
Moving day had finally arrived. She was humming while standing in the room where she normally did the makeup for the corpses. It would soon be an empty room. She felt Roman's presence behind her and turned around to face him with a smile on her face.
"You seem happy today," he said.
"I am," she said.
"Is it the new place making you happy or is it me?" He asked.
He flashed her a toothy grin, expecting the answer to be him.
"You know I'm always happy to see you," she said. "But there's actually something else. Something I haven't told you yet."
"You're keeping secrets from me?" He asked.
"I didn't dare telling anyone in case it fell through. It would hurt too much having to explain it won't happen anyway. But it will happen so now I can start telling people," she said.
"What is it?" He asked.
Her smile got wider and she held out her hands.
"I bought this place," she said.
"Really?" He asked.
"Yeah, I'm gonna open my own funeral home. It's not like I'm gonna be a competition to Mark. People die all the time. You've seen how we struggle sometimes after an accident with several corpses. This town can use another funeral home," she said.
"Wow, that's amazing," he said.
"It also means that it will just be you and me here," she said.
She smirked at him. It took him a second to figure out what that meant, and then he smirked back.
"No more Mark to annoy us," he said. "Does that mean I'll finally get to see you naked."
"I think that's doable," she said.
"Sweet!" He grinned.
The door opened and a couple of men came in to pick up the items. Roman made himself disappear right away before the other men saw him. Sadie moved out of the room to let the men work in peace. She nodded at Mark so he knew she had started on the plan. Roman would not jump on the moving truck and go with Mark and the items to the new place. He would stay behind with Sadie.
Mark poured two cups of coffee and handed one of them to Sadie. They started a normal conversation about how he was going to miss her but he was proud of her becoming her own business owner. They knew Roman would be listening from his hiding spot and sucking it all up. Finally the men were done moving everything to the truck.
"That's my cup," Mark took the coffee cup out of her hand. "I'm gonna miss you, Sadie. I'll stop by once you get everything set up here to see what you're gonna do with this place."
"I'm gonna miss you too, boss. You taught me everything I know. I'm grateful for that," she said.
They shook hands. Mark took a final look around the room, sighed, and walked out the front door. She watched through the glass door as he got into the car and followed the moving truck out of there.
"What now?" Roman asked.
She turned around to look at him.
"A man is coming by soon. I'm gonna order new inventory from him. We'll go through this place together and figure out what I want and where to put it," she said.
"The funeral business is weird," he said. "Does he really need to come here?"
"There's color options as well," she giggled.
"Looks like he's here," he said.
She turned her head and saw a red car drive up. Kane stepped out of it seconds later and walked into the empty building. He closed the door behind him, put a hand over the key hole and muttered a few words that she could hardly hear. He turned around and smiled at her.
"Everything is sealed off for him," Kane said.
"What happens now?" Sadie asked.
"I suggest you get the fuck out of here before he figures out what's going on. The ghost lock only lasts for a short period," Kane said.
"The ghost what?" Roman yelled.
Kane looked over at Roman who had made his presence known again.
"There you are," Kane smirked. "Hi, I'm Kane. Normally I would talk with you but you're not one for reason so it's gonna be plan B."
"Sadie!" Roman growled. "What the fuck is going on?"
"Out! Now!" Kane yelled.
Sadie ran towards to the door as fast as she could.
"No!" Roman screamed. "You're not going anywhere!"
Sadie tore the door open, stumbled through it and slammed it shut behind her. She turned around in time to see Roman run straight into the door. He looked surprised to find out that he couldn't get through the glass like usual. He stared at her, his face getting more and more angry, before turning around to aim that anger at Kane.
There was nothing to throw around or use as weapon so he chose to attack Kane instead. Sadie stared at Roman's attempt to get his hands on Kane. She couldn't hear what was being said. She could see Kane's lips moving and Roman trying his hardest to stop the other man.
Kane stopped speaking and then casually made his way to the door. He opened it and stepped through it, leaving it open behind him. Sadie stared as Roman tried to follow behind Kane out through the door but an invisible wall stopped him.
"What's going on?" Roman asked.
"I rooted you to this building for all eternity," Kane said.
"Let me go!" Roman yelled.
"You can choose to stay here and be a miserable, old ghost, or you can choose to move on," Kane said.
"Sadie," Roman tried. "Help me, baby girl."
"I can't help you," Sadie said.
Kane waved his hand in the air. The door to the passenger side of his car opened, and Damian stepped out. He ran over to Sadie and placed an arm around her shoulders.
"It's okay," Sadie said. "Kane got it done."
"Of course I did," Kane smirked.
"Thank fuck," Damian sighed in relief.
Damian leaned down and kissed the top of Sadie's head. Roman growled in anger.
"Get your hands off her!" Roman snarled. "I'm gonna fucking kill you!"
"No, you won't," Kane said.
"I'll get out of here," Roman said.
"This spell has never been broken since it was first created centuries ago by a great sorcerer," Kane blew a finger kiss towards the ground. "We all look up to him. No one will ever be as great as he was."
Sadie took a deep breath and stepped as close to the open door as she dared.
"Move on, Roman," Sadie pleaded. "Please, move on. Not for me. Do it for you. Don't stay in this empty building where you'll be alone."
"One day someone else will move in here," Roman said.
"Maybe," Sadie said. "Mark owns it. It's paid off. He said he won't sell it as long as he's alive. You'll wait a long time if you stay. Don't do it to yourself. I refuse to believe you were this angry when you were alive. You died and it pissed you off. It would piss most of us off. It's time to move on, Roman."
Roman sighed and looked down. Sadie knew she had given him something to think about. She felt a hand in hers and turned her head to look at Damian. He gave her hand a gentle squeeze. She squeezed back and let go. She grabbed the still open door and closed it. Roman kept standing there, watching her as she locked up the building one final time.
Without a word, her and Damian walked over to her car while Kane got into his car. They drove in silence to the new funeral home where Mark and the two movers were in the process of carrying everything inside. Mark stopped what he was doing when he saw them. He put the box down on the ground and ran over to Sadie's car. As soon as she got out of it, Mark gave her a hug.
"How did he take it?" Mark asked.
"Not well," Sadie answered. "But I think I got through to him by the end. I think he's finally gonna move on."
"That's good," Mark smiled and looked over at Damian. "Are you okay, son?"
"I am now," Damian smiled back.
"Good, good," Mark said. "You're on coffee duty."
"On it," Damian chuckled.
Mark walked over to his brother Kane to talk about what had happened. Damian walked around the car and took Sadie's hand.
"I was scared," Damian confessed.
"Me too," Sadie said. "But we're here now. Everything is alright now."
