Abigail is in the middle of tickling her midnight-black kitten, Marco, when she looks up from feeling Layla's presence.

"Here for more kissing?" She teases the entity.

"There's a strong possibility of that happening. I forced Eros into paying me back a favor."

"So that's what that sound was," she scrunches her nose. "I didn't expect my love to be a fighter."

Death kills the smile from forming on her face before sitting down on the lush grass. "Just hear me out first. What if you filled in as my assistant? It will be extremely busy, no days off not that you need it since you're dead, and.....you may get to see the worst of humanity."

"Can I eat or drink stuff?"

Layla stares at her emeralds to take the topic seriously. She sighs. "No need to since you're a spirit."

"What about travel?", while rubbing Marco's furry belly.

"We can go anywhere."

"But it has to be job related?"

"Exactly. I have one question," her brown eyes look down. "Will you ever be bored of me?" A gentle hand caressing her cheek makes her look up.

"Never. You know who I am and I want to spend all of eternity getting to know you. I love you, Layla."

Death's heart leaps with sheer jubilation from those words. "I love you too, Abby. Do you want to do this?"

"I'm down for it," without an ounce of hesitation. Layla laughs that she hasn't changed a bit. The Latina didn't expect such a sweet sound from the grim reaper. She's beaming from ear to ear as she puts Marco down.

"Time to make it official," Death stretches out her hand.

Abby shakes her hand, only to pull her in for another tender kiss. "I couldn't resist."

Death's cheeks darken before remembering the next part. "Bring Marco along."

"Is that another favor Eros owed you?"

She shakes her head. "I just want you to be happy."

She happily scoops up her kitten and takes Death's hand into the physical realm. Layla wasn't lying about the work she had to do. Some cases were violent and terrible, but Abby worked along with Layla to provide a comforting experience for each soul before the afterlife. Even then, she grips Death's hand.

"I-I'm glad you're here," the spirit tells her. Layla wraps her arms around her and nuzzles her nose against hers.

"I'm sorry you had to see all that. You can still decide to-"

"No! I'm with you to the end of time and beyond that as well," she boldly tells her. Marco meows in agreement.

Death pats her head with a smile before they continue.

One day...

"I have a surprise for you. Close your eyes."

"If we're going to be naked, I want to see all of you," Abby jokes. Layla's black wings wrap around them followed by a gush of wind.

She quickly recognizes the sounds of fast paced notes with guitar riffs. Colors of neon pink, purple, and white flash among the large crowd. She jumps with glee with Marco in her arms from her favorite song.

"You took me to see her?!" She yells without a filter.

"We have a few minutes so let's make it count!"

Her black kitten floats while bobbing his head to the beat while Abby dances wildly. She pulls Layla in to join her. Death dances robotically which makes Abby laugh.

"Just let loose, my angel!"

The compliment has her shake her hips without concern.

"That's it!"

Layla's black timer alarm goes off. "We have 30 seconds left to go!"

Abby takes her kitten and Death's hand for the next task. She pulls her in for a passionate kiss.

"Couldn-"

Layla cuts her off with a kiss of her own. Abby's spirit shivers warmly as her tongue dances with hers. Death presses her voluptuous body, leaving no space between them. Abby's strong hands grasp her butt before Death breaks the kiss.

"I have to initiate as well. Te amo."

"Igual."

Death's wings sprout out and they fly instantly to the next destination.

Centuries pass by with their busy work life with new technology and sights to behold for humanity.

Medical advancements prolong life to the point that Layla could finally take a temporary vacation with Abby from their roles. From the icy cold of Antarctica to the tropics of Jamaica with their black kitten as a witness.

Abby finally gets to see the bare body of Death that almost renders her speechless. Not only the naked flesh, but her entire existence on display. She can't help but pounce and pin her to the floor. They release every moment of pent-up tension, leaving them happily exhausted.

Since mortality is still inevitable, they returned back to work at the appropriate times.

Even with all the time they spent together, their love never died out.