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“Hey bro.” Gabriel smiled sadly

“What are you doing here..?” Lucifer asked quietly, looking disgruntled. Worried, even.

“I don’t know why I’m here. But I really missed you Luci. We were good friends. Before all the fighting started.” Gabriel said pulling on his jacket pockets.

“Gabe...” Lucifer breathed, then sighed and looked down, frustrated. “... I know. Don’t tell anyone, but right next to Mike, you were my favorite... Are...” He mumbled. To hell if he’ll ever repeat it whether or not you heard it, Gabriel... “Gabe, I.. All I can say is I will not attempt to hurt you again.”

Sam glares darkly at the demon in front of him, making sure he’s standing in a way to block any attempt to get to the angel, Ruby’s knife clutched tightly. “You are not getting out of here alive, demon…”

Lucifer let out a low groan as he struggled to get to his feet. He gave the demon credit; she knew his wings were his weak point, now for the moment with the cuts and occasional pulled feathers, they hung limply behind him. Reluctantly, he settled a hand on Sam’s shoulder to keep himself steady, a frown on his face. “Make me.” She hissed, raising her angel blade, readying herself to fight the hunter.

Casually, he went over and pinched her arm with a grin on his face. “You dreaming, beautiful?”

She’s honestly shaking a tiny bit just looking at him, and she’s still struggling to process it. “Hh~” she squeaked, having to grip the table slightly for support. “Lucifer…” And here comes the tightest clinging to a mate you’ve ever seen, Lizzy is holding on so tightly like her whole life depends on it, face tucked into his chest. She’s not letting go, this matters so much right now.

He doesn’t care. She could cling to him for the rest of eternity and he’d let her. Lucifer smiled faintly, running his fingers through her hair and pressing a kiss to the top of her head. He unfurled his wings even, curling them around her, the feather’s color faded back to their black and white color. “I missed you.”

“Mhm-” she sniffled weakly, tears in full flow now as things started to sink in. The wings around them felt so familiar, and yet weirdly new to her, and that got her thinking about where he had been all this time. “I missed you more…” Elizabeth insisted quietly, although she had no idea if he’d kicked up an equal level of fuss down in hell too during this time.

Lucifer nodded, squeezing her close. He did raise Hell. Who would believe a couple natural causes lately had been because Lucifer was screaming up a storm within the cage? “I love you..” He breathed, pressing a kiss to the top of her head yet again. It felt good to have her back in his arms. 

“Hey bro.” Gabriel smiled sadly

“What are you doing here..?” Lucifer asked quietly, looking disgruntled. Worried, even.

Casually, he went over and pinched her arm with a grin on his face. “You dreaming, beautiful?”

She’s honestly shaking a tiny bit just looking at him, and she’s still struggling to process it. “Hh~” she squeaked, having to grip the table slightly for support. “Lucifer…” And here comes the tightest clinging to a mate you’ve ever seen, Lizzy is holding on so tightly like her whole life depends on it, face tucked into his chest. She’s not letting go, this matters so much right now.

He doesn’t care. She could cling to him for the rest of eternity and he’d let her. Lucifer smiled faintly, running his fingers through her hair and pressing a kiss to the top of her head. He unfurled his wings even, curling them around her, the feather’s color faded back to their black and white color. “I missed you.”

Casually, he went over and pinched her arm with a grin on his face. “You dreaming, beautiful?”

“Shh..” He kept cooing softly, moving his hand to ever so gently pet Michael’s wing. “Get some rest, big brother…”

Michael fell asleep close to his brother. He was sobbing a bit as he lay there.

Lucifer just held him and laid down with him, petting his wings slowly, trying to soothe him.

Michael was looking worn out. He curled up close to him. The archangel was groaning.

Lucifer ran his fingers through Michael’s hair, shushing him softly. “Rest, brother. Relax...”

Father Can You Hear Me || Closed

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Ruby had had a rough couple of years. But finally she’d managed to escape purgatory. Upon hearing that lucifer was free, her first instinct was to go to him. Her understanding was that no demons had come to his aid this time. “Father…?”

And of course, no one had. He looked up when he heard a voice and frowned. He felt weakened after the fight with his aunt. He’d been sent fuck knew where with low enough grace he couldn’t fly back. God, he didn’t want to know what his once white wings looked like now. “... Ruby?”

“Shh..” He kept cooing softly, moving his hand to ever so gently pet Michael’s wing. “Get some rest, big brother…”

Michael fell asleep close to his brother. He was sobbing a bit as he lay there.

Lucifer just held him and laid down with him, petting his wings slowly, trying to soothe him.

“Don’t I know you?”

“Highly unlikely. But oh, I know you. Sam Winchester’s… Sweetheart.”

Her brow furrows, “I could’ve sworn… Yeah… Do you know Sam?”

“.. Yes. Rather… Intimately.” He smirked in pure amusement. “What brought you here, Jess?”

“Huh…. That’s… An interesting choice of words….” She frowns, “I don’t know… Where exactly am I?”

“I could’ve chosen better.” Lucifer chuckled. “Mm. A field. It’s close by town. I wouldn’t stray far from home.” He cocked his head as he looked at her. “My name is Lucifer, little sheep.”

“Azzie has done some freaky shit too, Luce.” Azrael side-eyed her brother with a look that promised death. “It’s not, Lulu. It’s honestly the best.”

“And yet I still don’t see her as more sinful than you. How can that be?” He faked a confused tone before chuckling, kissing their foreheads and releasing them. “Good. Even if you didn’t like it, you’d have to deal with it.”

“Probably because every other word out of his mouth is fifty shades of blasphemy.” Azrael grinned triumphantly at the shocked look on Gabriel’s face, “And yes. I do know that reference.”

“Those books were more of a crime on humanity than I was.” He scoffed and smirked. “Very true. I’d almost think I could classify him as sin incarnate.”

“You’re a much better writer. And I can’t even claim Gabriel’s influence either.” She wrinkled her nose and Gabriel grimaced. “Beyond awful.” His disgust turned to a pout, “Oh come on, Luce! I’m not that bad, am I?”

Lucifer was quiet for a moment before he grinned. “You’ll get to our level eventually.” He teased, patting Azrael’s shoulder lightly.

“Azzie has done some freaky shit too, Luce.” Azrael side-eyed her brother with a look that promised death. “It’s not, Lulu. It’s honestly the best.”

“And yet I still don’t see her as more sinful than you. How can that be?” He faked a confused tone before chuckling, kissing their foreheads and releasing them. “Good. Even if you didn’t like it, you’d have to deal with it.”

“Probably because every other word out of his mouth is fifty shades of blasphemy.” Azrael grinned triumphantly at the shocked look on Gabriel’s face, “And yes. I do know that reference.”

"Those books were more of a crime on humanity than I was.” He scoffed and smirked. “Very true. I’d almost think I could classify him as sin incarnate.”