I Would Move Heaven and Hell

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4: 56pm...

Lucifer flew through the sky, tears mixing with the ash on his face. As he carried Alastor, who was held tightly in his arms. He felt as if he couldn't fly any longer, his body weak and tired from stress. He had determined whether or not to go back to the hotel, and face the residents. He knew it would be for the best, to return to the hotel. If the whole incident was shown on TV, if Vox had anything to do with it. It just didn't feel right to go back, he couldn't just leave Charlie to go through this alone.

Lucifer landed at the front of the hotel, his wings disappearing. He took a deep breath, grasping Alastor tightly in his arms. Everything is going to be fine. He told himself, he reached over, and grabbed the handle. Am I doing the right thing? He shook the thought away, pulling at the door. It opened widely, his eyes grew large. Everyone was gathered around the TV, listening to the news.

Lucifer bit his lip, walking through the doorway as quietly as he could. He spawned his three pairs of wings, and wrapped them protectively around Alastor. "It's going to be ok.." he whispered to the unconscious deer demon. He stepped lightly through the lobby, making his way to the elevator. As Nifty rushed in front of him, smiling sadistically.

"He's here!" She laughs, running up Lucifers legs.

"H-hey!" Lucifer growls, kicking out his leg. "G-get! The f-fuck off me! You little roach!" He frowns, as Nifty is flung across the room. Her legs skidding across the floor.

"Everyone!" Nifty rushes over towards the TV, yanking at Huskers ears.

"What?!" He growls, turning towards the maid. "Oh.." He taps Angel's shoulder, the spider turning his direction.

"Fuck.." Lucifer grumbles, standing idly in the middle of the lobby. His wings closed tighter around Alastor. Hiding him out of the sight of the others. Although, it was pretty obvious he was hiding something, under his wings. "H-hey." He puts on a forceful grin, the sides of his smile going down. As Charlie looks up at him.

"Is it true?" She whines, Vaggie resting her hand comfortably on her girlfriends shoulder.

"Is what true?"

"The news said that You tried to kill mother."

Lucifer sighs. "That's not the whole story, hon." He gazed down at the floor, his daughter walking over to him.

"What's under your wings?" She asked, resting her hand on the red and white wing.

Lucifer groans. "I knew Killjoy would leave the cause out..." He looked down at the wrapped up bundle. "Probably Vox's idea.." he then looks up at Charlie. "Sweetie, I have to go handle something. We can talk later, okay?" He makes his way towards the elevator.

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Lucifer walked in through his room, locking the door behind him. He made his wings disappear, as he looked down at the injured Radio Demon. Yes, he could heal normal weapon wounds. But angelic weapons, was a different story. Lucifer walked over towards the bathroom, setting Alastor gently in the bathtub. The bleeding was beginning to settle, but the deers whole body was soaked in blood from his three wounds. Lucifer figured it would make sense to wash him up first, before he took care of the wounds. He wandered back into the bedroom, searching around for Alastor's red, deer antler embroidered sweater. He found it folded up, on the side of the bed.

"L-Lucifer.."

Lucifer froze, as he heard Alastor's weak whisper come from the bathroom. He dropped the sweater, sprinting towards the other  room. "Alastor!" He gasped, kneeling down next to the tub. "You're awake!"

Alastor looked only half conscious, his eyes partially closed.

Lucifer reached over, and rested his hand gently on the back of Alastor's neck. "Do you remember what happened?"

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