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“Okay… so the new mortician is from England?”
Liv asked, quickly downing her brain smoothie, eyeing up Ravi before their new coworker arrived.
“Well, Scotland but close enough… you Americans and your geography…” he rolled his eyes and chuckled, polishing the currently empty autopsy tables, making sure the entire morgue was spotless.
“Remember our agreement. No brains in the kitchen when she’s around, she’s already stressed enough from the move, I don’t think she needs the pressure of a zombie ME on her back.”
Liv rolled her eyes and came back with “what if I blend them up? Cover them in breadcrumbs? What if-“ she was cut short by the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs.
“Ravi!!!” The duo turned on their heels to see a short women, covered in tattoos and a few piercings, but that’s not what stood out.
Their eyes studied her, her pale skin, dark sunken eyes, white streaks in her black hair.
Ravi looked shocked.
“Amy, you’re a-“
“Still a goth yeah I know… it never really was a phase.” She laughed at her own joke, giggling oblivious to their concerns.
“Right, yep, still a goth…” Ravi collected himself and shot Liv a look, both slightly relieved that the new mortician was not in fact undead.
Amy felt slightly uncomfortable in the silence, looking between the two and taking a step forward, extending her hand to Liv.
“Hi I’m Amy, Ravi mentioned you! Said you’re an amazing colleague!” She smiled wide as she shook her hand. “Nice hair! I had bleached hair for a while but it’s such a hassle! That’s why I stick with the highlights, less maintenance! How do you get your so white!?”
“Oh I-well I was already a blonde so… you know, less…bleach?” Liv questioned her own answer, unsure of how to respond.
“I’m sorry I’m talking your ear off, so where do I start?”
•••
About a week passed and the famous duo turned to the famous trio, Amy’s dark jokes and bubbly personality contrasting her darker look quickly became a staple in the workplace. Her knowledge of true crime and disturbing facts always amused Clive, her and Liv would have many fun chats about fashion and makeup, and it never phased her when her personality would changed.
As for her and Ravi, they still got along as they did in uni, constantly playing pranks on Liv, joking around and fighting over style choices on the deceased, to which Clive always disapproved. ~”cut that out! Ravi let her do her work, she’s the mortician… and I don’t think anyone should take fashion advice from you… dead or alive.”~
“Okay guys I’m heading out for lunch, anyone want anything?” Amy asked, grabbing her bag and making sure she had her purse.
“We’re all good thanks!”
Ravi smiled at her and watched her turn and head out the bay door, waiting till she was out of site before pulling out his phone.
Liv looked at him puzzled. “What are you up to now?”
“Calling Blaine, he’s upstairs waiting on his weekly checkup, and I’m not letting him near Amy, he doesn’t need to annoy her like he annoys us”
She chuckled at his panicked voice and nodded in agreement, he was right, Blaine can be a huge pain in the ass, and the less people he annoys the better, plus knowing him, he’s never able to meet a woman without hitting on her.
“Hey there doctor! How are you doing on this fine day!” Ravi rolled his eyes upon hearing his voice, taunting him with the smug look on his face.
“Sit here and be quiet.” Blaine cocked his eyebrow at Liv.
“Snappy. Who’s brain did you eat?”
She scoffed and turned back to the kitchen, preparing her lunch while she could.
Since she didn’t have much time, she kept it simple, pure old brains in a cup of ramen.
Blaine sat down on the autopsy table, rolling up his sleeves for the blood pressure cuff, looking up at the ceiling as the inspection went on in silence.
Until…
“I’m such an idiot, got all the way to the bagel shop before I realised it was closed on Wednesdays!”
They all looked up to see their human coworker standing at the door, in a room with two zombies…
Liv looked at Ravi in panic mouthing “say something!”
“Oh-you’re back ear-“
Blaine cut him off.
“And who are you? Looks like you’re new to team Z?” He took a good look at her, taking in her pale skin and blonde streaks. Ravi poked him in the back and tried to cut him off.
“I’m Amy!” She said enthusiastically, always friendly…
“I’m sorry, Team what?”
Blaine’s eyes widened and he sat up straight
“So you’re human… is this a style choice or?” She looked at him slightly confused but laughed it off.
“Oh don’t go making vampire jokes, I heard enough of those in high school.” She smiled and walked towards him on the table.
“Blaine DeBeers, nice to meet you, you have the most beautiful eyes…” he grasped her hand.
He could practically feel Ravi and Livs eyes rolling and burning into his back.
“…well then, looks like you’re all done here! See you next week.”
“Woah doc, you should work on your bedside manner, not very professional!”
Amy blushed lightly and looked down, she had to admit he was attractive, but something felt off, which was accentuated by her coworkers dirty looks towards him.
“What’s a pretty girl like you doing in here, don’t tell me you’re Ravis girlfriend, cuz I know that’s a lie!”
She laughed at his joke and looked over at Ravi, who she could swear was trying to telepathically murder the man in front of her.
“I’m a mortician, I just moved to Seattle, Ravi helped me get a job, it’s just short term, till I find something more secure… not a lot of people want their loved ones cared for in a police department.”
Blaine’s eyes lit up and he smirked at her before pulling a business card from his jacket.
“Well luckily for you… I run a funeral home, and I’m looking for a mortician, my numbers on the back, give me a call sometime.” He winked at her before turning towards the stairs.
“Well then, looks like I should get going, thanks again doc! See you next week.” He nodded towards Ravi and Liv before peering over his shoulder at Amy.
“And hopefully I’ll see you sooner.”