(Sanctuary Treatment Center – Office)
Morbius is doing well with a desperate client, consoling him to keep his life worth than anything else. A client is seen sitting in the long, chaise lounge.
"Do what you do in the future, don't your waste life. Just keep moving forward." Morbius consoled him. "I'll see you next week on a schedule when you feel comfortable."
"Thank you, Mr. Ashford." A male client said. "I'd best to leave and go home."
Having said that, a client turned and left the office peacefully.
Morbius walked up to his table and sat back down on a chair.
"With that out of the way, I can stay relax a bit. I probably going somewhere to do shopping." Morbius replied.
The phone is ringing from his pocket, get it out and call.
"Hello, what can I do for you today?" Morbius asked.
"Cut the crap, Morbius!" Devian shouted in panic. "I'm on my way to your place!"
"Whatever the troubles you caused. Please don't bother me of asking." Morbius told him.
"That crazy bitch cop is running on my tail!" Devian yelled.
"Run like hell you want, you lousy ass!" Rachel shouted but sounded muffled through the phone.
"Just help me hiding from her!" Devian panicked, quickly undialed from Morbius' phone.
Morbius gave a big, sigh heavily and rose from the chair. He walked out of the office quietly and calmly.
"Fantastic!" Morbius muttered. "I've got to deal with those two."
(Sanctuary Treatment Center)
Morbius walked down the stairs, went to the door and opened it, letting Devian rush in.
"Thank God! Thank you, man." Devian breathed, slid down against the door to the floor.
"What happened now? What did you do?" Morbius asked.
"I got here to the human world to take some air, but that chick cop has recognized me. Chased all the way to your treatment center. She never forgets about me." Devian told him.
"Who is?" Morbius asked.
"Rachel." Devian answered briefly.
"Rachel?" Morbius asked as the flashbacks went back to his memory.
(Flashbacks)
"Yes, we have. You'd be glad I'm the one who saved your neck." Rachel answered.
"Rachel. We do have in common of our sources." Rachel flirted with him, leaning towards Hanzo.
"In fact, I worked in the police force." Rachel responded. "Trust me, I only did for him. I am not one of the baddies."
(Back to reality)
"Oh, her!" Morbius said.
"Yeah. She and I weren't getting along since I become leader of mobsters on the street, that bitch won't stop chasing me!" Devian complained.
The knocking on the door alerted Devian who gritted his teeth. "Oh crap, it's her!"
"Come on out, Devian! I know where you're hiding." Rachel said. "I been looking a long time to put you back behind the bars."
"Tell her I'm not here!" Devian whispered to him.
"I am the counsellor, not your lawyer." Morbius said with a hint of humor.
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Life's Change of Heart - Season 1: Beginnings
Mystery / Thriller(Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss Crossover) Morbius D. Ashford, the Supreme Counsellor of Heaven and Hell and supernatural therapist from the mortal realm have helped all kinds of angels and demons to solve the problems. He can help Charlie Morningstar to...
