(A/N: Okay, guys, I have brought myself to writing this... I fear it might be the last chapter. *tear* I'd listen to 'The Only Exception' by Paramore whilst reading these last two chapters.)

Heath sighed as he walked into he and Abbey's office... well, it was actually his now, but it seemed wrong to say it was just his.

With a heavy heart, Heath took out her old ice key, it reminding him of seeing her every day. Oh, how he had grown to love how she'd cursed at him for goofing off with a huge smile on her face, and how she would poke him in the side to wake him up if he had fallen asleep on the job...

But now she is gone.

There was no use to dream of love if was never there in the first place, was it?

Hands trembling, Heath opened the door, expecting to see her old desk empty, inhabiting only atmosphere, but to his surprise, there was a figure in the chair. He could make out that the monster was a young woman, around nineteen.

"Who... who are you?" Heath asked, voice cracking in the process.

The chair turned towards him. The ghoul had fair light blue skin, white hair with chunky blue highlights, sharp underbite and fangs, and was clad in a tight, formfitting black dress. Only one word came to his gloomy mind.

Abbey.

Abbey? No, it couldn't be - it shouldn't be. It wasn't even close to possible.

Heath raised a dense eyebrow. "Bominable?"

Abbey smiled. "Yes, is Bominable, did not establish on first day here? Always knew that you had pea for brain."

Dropping the plastic key to the ground as Abbey outstretched her arms for a hug, Heath smiled back. He hugged her - tight. She had to tell him to let go of her because he had squeezed the life out her in her own words. Heath frowned at the thought of squeezing the life out of her, so he let her out of his warm embrace.

"You miss me?" Abbey asked, brushing a strand hair that had fallen out of place off of Heath's forehead. He blushed. "Yeah... it was impossible to do anything without you. My friend Jackie had to force food down my throat. I hated it when you weren't around. I'm incomplete without you, Bominable."

Abbey lightly punched Heath's arm. "Could of put that on nachos, that is how cheesy you sounding right of now."

Heath laughed in response. "Yeah, you're right. But, you're my best friend, Bominable, y'know that? It's hard knowing that you were dead."

"Thank you, Burns. I have mission for us today."

Transferring his hands from her waist to his pockets, Heath raised an eyebrow. "And what would that be?"

A soft smile appeared across Abbey's face. "My mission is to ask you on date. Yours is to answer. I go first. Burns, would like to hang out after the work?"

Heath bit his lower lip, making it seem like he needed to think. "Hmmm... I guess so. I don't think I'm gonna be busy later."

Abbey raised an eyebrow. "Just answer the question."

"Yes, I'll go on a date with you," Heath agreed, clasping her hand into his own. A bright blush on her cheeks following. "You could do so much better than me, you know that?"

Abbey shook her head, disentangling her hand from his. His hand was too warm without her gloves. "Who ever say we be together?"

The male fire elemental blushed. "Uh... no one, but I meant-"

Abbey interrupted Heath, a sly smile on her face. "Was little test. You get too stumbly over words. Is not attractive to most."

Heath ran a hand through his flame-styled hair. "Yes ma'am. I'll get to you on that right after work." Hell, why did he agree if he wouldn't ever get rid of the butterfly colony in his stomach?

This would be a long day.