The work day was finally over at 5 o'clock at night.

But that didn't mean Abbey was able to get away from Heath.

She had promised she would go on a date with him. And she never lied, unless it had to do with her job.

Wasn't there some excuse she could use?

"Hey? Bominable? You ready to grab something to eat?"

"Whatever you want to do. But we come back here."

"I know that. Especially since you've been saying that all day long."

"Have only said once."

"If one means a thousand, then, yeah, I agree with you."

"Just let us get this over with."

"You're acting like it's a bad thing."

"I am because it is."

"Whatever you say..."

"Just do one favor for me."

"What?"

Abbey grabbed the collar of Heath's shirt. "Please shut up!"

Releasing his collar, she stood in front of the door, waiting. "Well? Do you want date or not?"

"Yeah, but-"

"That was test. You not supposed to speak, because told you to shut up. There is never time to talk. Is always time to act. Thought would know that from being here for three years."

Heath crossed his arms. "Well, maybe, talking is acting. And how did you know how long I've been at this agency?"

"It was guess. Now is time to leave now."

"But I-"

"No buts. We leave now."

"Abbey! Uh...I mean...Bominable! I want to know why you know."

"Said we leave now."

"But-"

"We leave now!"

"Well, if you're going to be that way, then maybe we shouldn't go on a date."

"It is not like I cared. You can go on and play video games or whatever men your age do. Will just work overtime."

Flipping her hair over her shoulder, Abbey strutted back to her desk, making him already regret making her angry.

"Bominable! That...that was...a test! Yeah, a test. It was to see how long you can stick to something. Apparently, you can't keep a promise."

Abbey stopped walking and turned around. "I can keep a promise!"

"The only way I'll believe that is if you go on that date that you PROMISED to go on."

"Fine. But I will not do this again."

Angrily grabbing his wrist, Abbey dragged Heath out of her office and into the parking lot. "We are riding in my car."

"Bet you my car is better than yours."

"You will see..."

"Whatever y-"

In mid sentence, Heath stopped and admired Abbey's car. "Whoa, this your car?"

"Mhmm...built it myself. Even did the paint job."

"That's why it doesn't look familiar at all."

"It also has over 500 horsepower. Is very cool, am I correct?"

"This isn't cool...this is awesome!"

"Thank you. Get in."

After opening the door on the driver's side, Abbey climbed in, smiling as Heath gapped at the interior.

"Okay, I officially think that you are awesome."

"Many thanks, but we are done with the compliments. What are wanting to eat?"

"Anything you're up to."

"Not helpful enough...what if just get coffee? Coffin Bean still serve food also, if are hungry. I am not. But if you are..."

"I am. Let's go."

Apon starting the car, Abbey drove out of the parking lot, ignoring Heath's constant attempts to hold on to her free hand (she usually drove with one hand), taking a couple of glimpses at Heath so he would stop.

Tired of dealing with Heath, Abbey decided to go with it; lead him on, in a way; let him enjoy what could possibly be the last days of his life.

Abbey slowly crept her hand up towards his, not taking her eyes off the road. Silently taking a deep breath, Abbey wrapped her hand around his, trying to hold in the blush that started to appear on her cheeks.

Why was she blushing?

It wasn't like she cared. But maybe it was the fact that she wasn't sure about this whole 'date' thing. Usually she could play along and not act this way. However, Heath was a little different from the rest. Abbey knew who he was. She had known who he was for 3 years, and she was not able to tell him.

It wasn't like she was going to ask him to marry her or anything. It would just take a few simple words...or sentences.

"Um...Heath?"

"Yeah?"

"Am having to tell you something. But do not be weirded out, okay?"

"I have a confession, too."

"You go first."

"Um, okay, well, you know that computer in your office? Well, I kinda sorta looked at your notes. But don't be mad! Now I know the risks of this job, right?"

"Did not want you to know that. Why did look?"

"Because you're so intriguing."

"Just...whatever. Will get to that later. But I am having to say something that is much worse."

"What is it?"

"I...I have known you for three years, Burns, because, you are not knowing of this, but, you are one of the best in the agency. So am I. But chose you to be assistant because you did not seem eligible enough for the job, just wanted someone to fill in until I need another assistant. Then realized that you are one of the best, and now have made mistake."

"Mistake? I'm happy I got this job with you. We could be partners in crime, except we won't be causing crime, we'll be fighting it."

Abbey halfheartedly laughed, getting his point. "Am getting what you mean. But I am a little happy, just a little, that went on this 'date' or whatever."

"So you're saying you're interested?"

"No, I am saying that am happy because the air is clean now."

"I didn't know that the air was even dirty in the first place."

Abbey giggled, shaking her head. "Stop making me laugh. Need to focus on the road."

"Okay, okay, I'll stop. How much longer until we're there?"

"A minute. Now, please, be quiet."

"Got it, Bominable."

"You can call me Abbey outside of work."

"It's fine, I just need to get used to calling you that."

"Whatever you want to do. We are here now."

After turning off the ignition, Abbey stepped out of the car and waited for Heath to get out. "Well? You ready or not?"

"Just a moment."

Heath slowly climbed out of the car, shutting the door behind him. "Okay, now I'm ready. Let's go."

Heath wrapped his arm around Abbey's waist, and she tried to hide the fact that she was slightly enjoying it.

Was it really a mistake?