Mimzy has been staying at the hotel for the last two weeks and it was putting a strain on The staff and Angel. Mimzy didn't seem to really care about redemption from her actions and every time Charlie would do an exercise Mimzy would try to make it into a story about her and suck everyone into her own little world. Not to mention that Alastor didn't appreciate the little pot shots that she would try to make at Isadora when he was not around, Isadora always had a comeback for them that would put Mimzy in her place but it was not appreciated and his patience With her was wearing thin with her. He wanted to intervene but Isadora said it was not a big deal and she can hold her own.

Everyone was in the parlor and as usual Mimzy dominated the conversation to an exasperated audience about her hey day of knowing all the movers and shakers and the important people in the circles she ran when she was alive, and as usual trying to take a pot shot at Isadora by involving Alastor in the story.

" Hey Alastor remember when we went to that gala the mayor of New Orleans was having- a gala is a big fancy party Isadora where rich and important people would attend, so you know cause I know you never been to one. But remember when I surprised him by having that big cake made so I could jump out of it? Anyway I put on my best dress and had the band play this smashing number so I could do my signature dance when I jumped out. So I jumped out and the mayor was so stunned you remember what he said? He said-"

" You're not what I ordered?" Isadora interjected looking up at her phone. Everyone tried stifling a laugh including Alastor cause he was really getting tired of Mimzy and her pettiness. Mimzy glowered at Isadora.

" Excuse me but who do you think you are? Do you know who I was in my life?" Mimzy said, putting her hands on her hips.

" Every man's regret the morning after?" Isadora replied and gave a patronizing smile. Mimzy's eyes narrowed in Isadora's direction as the stifling giggling increased in volume.

" Unlike you who scraped and struggled to get by working minimum wage jobs I was a well known singer in my day and in hell!" Mimzy said her anger rising And her voice rising.

" Oh, You're just like Verosika Mayday but without the everything!" Isadora exclaimed as everyone was now laughing fits of hysteria at this point and loving every minute of Mimzy being taken down a peg.

" I honestly don't know what Alastor sees in you, you are an unrefined,impoverished, sad misery goth chick who hasn't accomplished anything in her life before and in her afterlife and being with Alastor doesn't make you a somebody!"

" And giving an unenthusiastic hand Job to Charlie Chaplin doesn't make you famous!" Isadora said her anger rising as she got up from her chair, her solid blue eyes now turned into flames of fire.

" OH you trashy little blue whore, I'm-" Alastor At this point had enough he didn't care if Isadora said that it was not a big deal and she can hold her own, no one calls the woman he loves a whore.

" Mimzy that is enough!" Alastor said sternly standing in front of her his smile straining rage, his eyes black and red. Mimzy did a little yelp and stepped back a little.

" Everyone but Mimzy leave, now." He said In a commanding voice.

" You as well Isadora." He said in a gentler voice. Isadora didn't fight him on this Alastor was always composed and she knew him well enough that he was struggling to keep himself restrained cause he was very angry. Isadora followed the rest of them out and left Alastor alone with Mimzy. As soon as everyone left Mimzy started taking a small steps backing away.

" Alastor…you know I was just fooling, it Is just my way. I-" Alastor cut her off as the room around her started glitching and turned to static. Mimzy looked around in a panic, she took a step back and her arms were restrained by black tentacles. Alastor calmly stepped towards her. His eyes turned to dials, his antlers grew and his signature smile on his face.

" If you ever utter one more disrespectful word to the woman I love, or treat her in any distasteful way I will broadcast your screams along with the screams of every overlord I have taken down! Do you understand me Mimzy?" Mimzy nodded and squeaked out a yes and the room came back to normal and Alastors eyes went back to normal.

" Good, we have an understanding then." He said and left the room not looking at Mimzy as she trembled in fear. Alastor went up to his room and Isadora was sitting on the chair. She knew Alastor was still mad and knew best not to ask what happened down there.

" Are you alright?" Alastor asked in a caring tone. Isadora said she was fine and Alastor bent down to give her a hug.

" That is good to hear, let's get out of the hotel and get some fresh air. We can go to that coffee place you like and that stylish occult place as well-get you something nice."

Isadora nodded and said that sounded nice, She knew that Alastor's love language was gestures and that him suggesting these things was his way of wanting to remedy any possibility that Isadora was hurt by her altercation with Mimzy. Alastor took Isadoras's hand and they left the room and spent the latter half of the afternoon and evening going out to shops and saw a play. When they got back to the hotel Charlie said that Mimzy checked out of the hotel, Alastor and Isadora didn't pretend to be shocked or cared. Charlie didn't seem to mind she said it didn't seem like Mimzy was not interested in redemption and was causing trouble.

" I think it was for the best honestly, I have learned that some souls you just can't save" Charlie said as she sat down next to Vaggie.

" Yes I agree some souls thrive on chaos and she was one of them. She's always been that way but I wanted to give you the benefit of the doubt my dear." Alastor said as him and Isadora headed up the stairs.

" Sorry for the trouble she caused" Charlie said.

" Think nothing of it." Alastor said calling behind him as they reached the top of the stairs. That night Alastor and Isadora slept in her room he woke up to the sound of her stirring, she was having a bad dream. His eyes turned to radio dials as he dialed into her frequency he could see her dreams being broadcast before him, she was having the nightmare again about the night her mother sold her to the man who hurt her. He turned the dials in his eyes to change her dreams to a different frequency. Alastor never told her he could see and change dreams ,dreams ran On A frequency similar to a radio wave. He used this ability to make her forget the night mares, why he never told her he had this ability cause he wanted to make her forget the hurt. It scared him sometimes that she was the only person he never wanted to see suffer. But he liked it too cause it made him feel like he was someone who genuinely mattered to someone else as well. That he was worth it too.

" Sleep soundly my love, dream sweet dreams of Flora and remember the happy things." He whispered to the top of her head as he kissed it as the dials in his eyes stopped moving. Isadora stopped Stirring and slept soundly once more. Alastor drifted off himself with thoughts that there was nothing he would not do for Isadora even if it scared him sometimes.He would protect her and only her and when he took over hell everyone will give her the respect she deserves. He will make sure of it.