Alastors pov

I was sorting through more paperwork. I had months to finish but I needed an excuse to get away from Lucifer. I can't allow my relationship with him to grow past professional.

"Alastor!" Rosie threw the door open, a look of fury in her empty eye sockets.

"Do you mind knocking next time dear? You knocked over all my paperwork" I sighed as I bent down to pick it up.

"Oh forget the paper Al!" She grabbed me by the shirt "you pathetic excuse for a husband. I've never been this furious with you!"

"Not this again" I sighed "Rosie I told you our relationship is strictly professional. I understand that. Lucifer understand that so what's the problem?"

"Oh does he? Cause that poor boy was bawling his eyes out about how lonely he is" I froze. I didn't realise how miserable he was.

"I'll issue some staff to keep him company" I muttered.

"That's not good enough" she snapped "for god sake al, the boy thinks you hate him!"

"That's-" I paused. I never meant to give him that impression. Clearly I misjudged the situation.

She sighed "look al. It's clear that you like this boy"

"That's not-"

"Let me finish" she said firmly "you push away everyone who gets close to you. That's fine for other people but this is your husband. You have a duty to take care of that boy and from what I remember you promised his father you'd look after him"

"I'd forgotten about that" I looked away nervously. If he found out I'd be a dead man!

She gave me a gentle smile "just take the boy out for something to eat. Show him you care"

"Alright" I sighed "I'll make time for lunch"

"Good boy" she patted my shoulder before walking away.

I put my paperwork away. I guess I have plans after all.