Alice gave him a kiss as she moved to help Violet grab them all beers and went to sit on the back porch to chat for hours about the kids, how things were.
It was a relaxing day for everyone as the sun started to fall on their eternal lives.
Alice would have loved to see that but she figured when they got there if they wanted to see her they'd seek her out. "Well that serves him damn right," she rolled her eyes. "Sounds like they are happy though."
Alice turned with him toward the chittering zombeavers. There were about 4 at the moment. She smiled over to him before they went in to clear them out. Once the last one drew its last breath she turned into him, wrapped an arm around his neck to pull him in to give him a kiss.
Violet didn't move to get off of him, instead she kissed him again. Eventually he got the hint and slid his hands around her ass and lifted them both up. She wrapped her legs around him, hiking her dress up higher to keep it from tearing.
Each handler had up to 10 supernaturals depending on their expertise and so when Beckett retired it left ten supernaturals without a handler. They attempted to divide them up against existing handlers, however... no one wanted them. They were the best of the worst. While very good at doing what Beckett said they had a higher track record for fucking up than any of the rest.
So instead of forcing the rabble upon existing handlers they gave them to a new handler... one nearly their age and fresh off The Farm.
When Alice was introduced the arrogant tom-boy walked into the room. It was 7 boys and 3 girls. "Hello," she said. "As they said I'm Agent Gregory and I'm to be your new handler. I figure the best way to get to know you lot is to fight you though. So who thinks they can take me?"