The Devil Within

Death Is An Old Friend of Mine

Someone was trying to wake you up, shaking your shoulder and calling your name in a groggy- but worried -voice. You groaned and pushed away from the man, wanting a few extra minutes of sleep. This was one of the first times you slept throughout the night without a nightmare in what felt like decades, you wanted to salvage it. But those sentiments were lost when you started to recognize the voice trying to wake you up.

"Lucifer?" you groaned, throwing the blanket off your body.

"Oh, haha," Lucifer faked a laugh as you felt the bed you were in dip, indicating that he sat down. "Dove, you need to stop calling me that. I know Gabe always calls me it, but I don't like you calling me the Devil."

"But it's a pretty name," a second voice said, making you sit up. "Damn, Sugar Tits, Luci really did a number on you, huh?"

"Wha- oh shit," you said, reaching down and grabbing the blanket. Lucifer got in front of you and shielded your very exposed body from his younger brother. "What the Hell..?" you whispered, trying to take in the situation.

Lucifer was sitting in front of you- completely shirtless -while yelling at his brother to get out, saying that Gabriel had no self-respect. You were completely naked and covered in hickeys and bites, making you slightly worried. There wasn't a memory in your head that showed what happened between your conversation with Lily Sunder to that moment. You started to shake as you bunched up the blankets around you to cover yourself, scared of what the situation could be. 

That is until you finally got your head on straight.

Gabriel was back and standing in an unfamiliar doorway, you were sitting in an unfamiliar bed in a very unfamiliar room, Lucifer said his name wasn't his name, and neither of the Archangels had their wings. Gabriel even looked exactly like he did in the show. You didn't like how odd the situation was and furrowed your brow at the two brothers, looking back and forth to try and understand. Eventually, you just decided to take a deep breath and try to remember everything leading up to the situation

You and Lily had gotten out of the mansion with your fair share of injuries but nothing fatal. Lily was saying something about how typical it was of Angels leaving humans to fend for themselves to which you said that Müller's death was the priority and that the two of you were just fine. You then ran into a shapeshifter that fooled you for maybe five minutes, disguised as Lucifer minus the wings. Lucifer showed up not too long after with Müller in his hands, alive but unconscious. You then let Lucifer do what he wanted to get information out of Müller and the shifter about the possible fourth Djinn and who coached the shifter on what to say to you and Lily. Just as Lucifer started, Lily pulled you aside to ask about your relationship with Ishim and Lucifer along with how you got into your current situation. The very last thing you remembered was your Blessing burning in warning of a threat approaching you. The Djinn that you didn't find in the mansion.

"Gabe, get out," you growled, glaring at Gabriel.

"Don't wanna," Gabriel grinned, sticking his tongue out at you.

"Out," you shouted, chucking a pillow right at Gabriel's face.

"Okay, okay," Gabriel said, holding up his hands in defence. "I'll get out and let you have another round."

"Gabriel," Lucifer growled just as his brother threw himself out of the room, closing the door behind him. "I'm sorry about him, Sweetheart," Lucifer sighed, turning to face you.

"Oh, you can't help him," you chuckled, waving your hand. "Gabriel is Gabriel, right?"

"Right," Lucifer said, snickering as he leaned forward. "You okay? Something's wrong."