The moon was full, hanging in the void like a chunk of marble. The hearse arrived later than scheduled but only by a few minutes. This had given time for everyone to arrive at the cemetery. The plot that would hold Reese’s coffin had already been dug. It was right next to the grave site of his mother, father and first wife. Their gravestones had been replaced dozens of times, the bodies and coffins were most definitely degraded beyond recognition.
Alix and Sam walked up to the hearse as it parked.
“Don’t worry about it girls, Bow’s got this one.” A short red haired man walked around from the drivers seat.
“We would like to…”
“I know but werewolves gain their true weight when they go. In human form, no-ones carrying him.”
Bow slid out of the side of the car, his extremities popping out of his torso as he got the space to do so. Moving slowly, clicking and whirring slower than normal he came round to the back and opened the doors.
“Go and join the others.”
Sam nodded and grabbed Alix taking her with her.
“Alix! Sam! Over here!” They heard a voice through the crowd of people. It was Maeve’s.
“Who are all these people?” Alix thought out loud. They sat down next to Maeve in the seated area
“He created the refuge, you don’t think he had people who are sad to see him go?” Isaac spoke from behind her.
“None of them were there to help.” Sam snapped back at him.
“And there are some who are happy to see him go.” He shrugged.
“Are you one of them?” A girl next to Isaac asked, Sam and Alix had seen her around but didn’t know her name.
“Of course not, too many of our best have left us. Most of them all too willing. You two best be sticking around.”
“Who? Us?” Alix pointed at Sam, then herself in repeat several times. “Of course? Why wouldn’t we?”
“You never know these days.”
The funeral had started late and finished even later with everyone drinking until they couldn’t stand up. Sam and Alix woke up the next morning on the floor of Alix’s apartment. It was further away from the refuge (The place they were drinking) than Sam’s.
“I feel terrible.”
“Join the club.”
“I told you guys to drink some water but you didn’t listen to me.” A voice floated into the lounge from the kitchen.
Lucifer walked calmly out of the kitchen and placed down a plate full of pancakes on the coffee table.
“You don’t have any maple syrup so I’ll have to disappear for a bit to go get some.”
“I, uh, what are you doing here Lucy?”
“You invited me last night?”
“I did, I must have been drunk… oh I remember now. You were really drunk too. How are you in the mood to make pancakes at this time?” Alix pointed at her half heartedly as her arm was really heavy.
“Yeah, It seems that I’m not going to ever experience a hangover, too much angel in here. Anyway off to get syrup.” All three of her wings flicked out like person would flick a wrist, then she was gone.
“I don’t know what you were talking about Sam, having Lucifer help us out will be awesome.”
“She can’t do anything that disrupts the balance, she’s not our ‘get of shit’ card like Reese was. We’re going to have to be more careful now Alix.”
“I know, I know.” Alix and Sam exchanged serious looks. Then they jumped at the Pancakes not waiting for Lucifer to get back with the Syrup.