In the beginning…the angel Lucifer was cast out of Heaven and condemned to rule Hell for all eternity. Only…he wasn't alone…

Amitiel sat next to her brother Lucifer in his sixty-something Corvette as he drove through the streets of Los Angeles. Lucifer was still fuming over the recent assumption about them made by the waitress at the restaurant they presently left.

"I cannot believe that woman! Thinking you're my girlfriend for Dad's sake!"

Amitiel turned to face Lucifer better. "A lot of people are going to make that assumption, brother. We don't exactly look alike." She laughed a bit as she waved her hand between them to emphasize the distinct differences in their complexions. "Not to mention the fact that we don't even have the same accent. So, you should get used to people not instantly seeing us as siblings, Luci."

"I will not." Lucifer shifted in his seat a little. "It's very uncomfortable." He then grinned at her, "Don't you agree, Ami?"

Amitiel narrowed her eyes at him a little bit because just like him, she couldn't lie. "I will agree that there are times I want to slap people silly for assuming such a thing, but there are also times that it amuses me more than anyone else."

Lucifer shot his sister a quick look before changing is grip on the steering wheel. "You know, Amitiel, if I didn't know any better I would think that you were lying."

"It's all about wording, brother," she grinned. "You taught me that."

Lucifer laughed proudly at that and picked up speed as they drove through LA.

Amitiel sighed because of this. "You're going to get pulled over, Lucifer." They passed a motorcycle just after she said it, and it just happened to be a police officer that turned on their lights and sirens. Because of this, she turned to her brother again. "Told you so."

"Yes, you do have a habit of doing that," Lucifer muttered to himself before pulling over in the nearest open spot on the side of the road.

"Behave," Amitiel warned him. "I'll be late for work if you don't."

Lucifer didn't answer that because the officer was now standing beside the vehicle asking, "Do you know why I pulled you over?"

"Well, obviously, you felt the need to exercise your limited powers and punish me for ignoring the speed limit," Lucifer replied, his sass as strong as always. "It's okay, I understand. You see, I like to punish people, too. Or at least I used to."

Amitiel pinched the bridge of her nose and slid down her seat a bit, muttering, "I knew I should have stayed home tonight."

The officer wasn't in the mood for playing games. He held out his hand and requested, "License and registration."

Lucifer sighed, "Coming right up." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a wad of cash that he proceeded to count.

Amitiel saw this and scoffed, "I'm so going to be late for work."

"Nonsense, darling, you'll get there as soon as I'm done with this officer," he replied, still counting the money.

The officer realized what he was doing and asked, "Are you trying to bribe me, sir?"

"Yes, of course," Lucifer laughed. "You see, my sister is going to be late for employment if we don't get this settled, so this is the most efficient way to get it done." Lucifer held out the cash but the officer didn't take it. "Is that not enough? Alright, take more, it's only money."

"It's against the law," Amitiel pointed out. "You know this, brother."

Lucifer continued to count the money as he chuckled, "These people are funny about their laws, aren't they?" He turned his attention back to the officer, using the money in his hand to point at him. "You break the law sometimes, don't you?" Lucifer was using what Amitiel called his 'mojo' on him.

The officer smiled. "Sometimes…I put my siren on and drive really fast for no reason at all, just because I can."

Lucifer grinned, egging them on. "Right? And why wouldn't you? It's fun. "It feels good to get away with something, doesn't it?"

The officer laughed, "Yeah," then got quiet and awkward.

Lucifer saw this change of demeaner and accommodated for it. "Oh, officer, it's alright. People like to tell me things, those deep, dark, naughty little desires that are on their mind." He quickly turned to Amitiel and said quietly, "You might want to cover your ears, sister, I think this is going to be good."

Amitiel glared at him in a 'shut up' way as she flicked her thumb over her front teeth.

Lucifer turned back to the officer and picked up where he left off with him. "People telling me things, it's a gift. Must be this face." He looked a bit proud at that and held up the money some more. "You're tempted to keep that, aren't you?" When he nodded, Lucifer asked, "Well, what are you waiting for, permission? Go on, take it, buy yourself something pretty. You deserve it."

The officer slowly reached out and took the money from him.

Lucifer knew that he would. "But if you don't mind, I really must be on my way."

"Oh, yeah of course." The officer smiled with a bit of a wave goodbye, "You folks have a nice evening."

"You too, officer," Lucifer replied as Amitiel just waved goodbye. "Well, that was actually a little disappointing."

Amitiel laughed, "What was?"

As he turned over the engine, he said, "I was hoping to hear something juicy."

"You should have had me ask him then," she replied simply enough.

Lucifer turned back onto the road and sped off. "So true, sister. So true."

Lucifer pulled up outside the hospital where her sister worked with a sigh. "I do not understand why, out of all the things you could have done upon our arrival to Los Angeles, that you decided to work here. Why don't you come with me to Lux. Booze, dancing, and of course Maze." He wiggled his eyebrows a bit at that.

Amitiel's hand froze on the door handle for a moment. "Are you trying to bribe me, brother?"

Lucifer spoke in mock innocence. "Just giving you a little incentive. I know how close you and she like to get."

Amitiel was out of the car at this point and closing it. "And there's plenty of time for that. And as for why I'm here, I want to help people, brother. I need to try and make amends."

"You have nothing to make amends for," Lucifer assured her. "You adapted and thrived, Ami, as you always do."

Amitiel sighed. "I know and even if I could go back and choose a different path, I wouldn't. But that doesn't change how I feel."

"Alright." Lucifer gave in. "You go do your thing and I'll do mine."

"Give Maze a kiss for me," Amitiel smiled, walking backwards towards the hospital.

"She would slit my throat if I tried," Lucifer replied with an 'I don't think so' laugh. "I'll be sure to pass along your desire, sister."

"Just speaking the truth, brother," Amitiel called back and headed inside.

"You're late, Ami" Nurse Betty said to her as she walked into the building.

"I know," Amitiel replied, going behind the nurses' station in the ER. After tossing her bag underneath, Ami pulled on her black scrubs over the skirt of her short cocktail dress, and the white scrubs shirt with black flowers all over to go with it.

Amitiel was tying up her long, dark hair as Betty continued to say, "You can't make a habit of this, Miss Morningstar. If you're late one more time because of your partying lifestyle…"

Amitiel cut her off right then. "I was not out partying, Betty. I was having dinner with my brother. We got pulled over because he was speeding to get me here on time. My lifestyle is nothing like you think it is, so don't get all high and mighty on me. I've gotten enough of that from my Father."

Jack, a fellow nurse, swooped in at that moment. "Come along, Amityville before you go all Horror on her." He handed her a tablet so she could log in her start and guided her to one of the curtains, handing over a clipboard with documents on it. "Father brought his kid in. He's fine but a bit cranky."

"I'm assuming the daughter is the patient," Amitiel asked as she worked away on the tablet.

"The Doc's already seen her, you just need to take care of the discharge." Jack knew she'd be annoyed with that and simply grinned like a Cheshire Cat because of it and walked away.

Amitiel took a deep breath and pulled open the curtain to find a little girl sitting on the bed with a beaming face and a worried-looking man standing beside her. "Hello, I'm Nurse Morningstar, but you can call me Ami. I'm here with the discharge paperwork." She handed the clipboard over to the man to sign.

"I'm Trixie," the girl told her happily.

"Nice to meet you, Trixie. Too bad it wasn't under better circumstances. You'll be able to go home soon." Amitiel was about to say more but the father spoke before she could.

"About time, we've been waiting forever," he answered, taking the clipboard from her to sign.

Amitiel raised her brow at that. "Oh, really?" Lucifer wasn't the only one with 'mojo'.

The man found that he couldn't lie as he said, "No, but it felt like it."

"My daddy's just worried because I cut my hand on the watermelon knife." She held up the bandaged palm to show her what she was talking about. "It didn't hurt, but there was blood everywhere!"

"That's not a good thing, Trixie." He handed the clipboard back to her as he continued to address his daughter. "You were supposed to be sleeping, not sneaking into the kitchen for chocolate cake."

"Cutting chocolate cake with a watermelon knife? There should be a joke in there somewhere." Amitiel smiled when Trixie seemed to find amusement in that. Taking the papers back from him and handing over the ones he'd need, she added in, "You're free to go. And Trixie, next time don't sneak into the kitchen at night to cut up the cake." She leaned forward to whisper, knowing it was loud enough for her father to hear, "Make sure there's a piece all ready before you go to bed so you won't have to fidget with the cutting."

Trixie giggled all the more at that, especially when her father gave Amitiel a sarcastic, "Thanks for that," in reply.

"Have a nice night, you two." With that done, Ami went on with her night's work. She was so consumed with it that she didn't even notice she was being stared at.

Trixie was walking out with her father when she realized he was looking at the nurse. "You okay, daddy?"

He took one more second to look then smiled down at her daughter. "Fine, munchkin. Now, let's get you home."

Amitiel was just about to snag a snack from the vending machine, being the sucker for vending machine food that she was, when suddenly everything around her started moving in very slow motion. "Amenadiel," she sighed and turned around to find her brother standing there. "Speak of the angel." She grinned a bit. "See what I did there? I couldn't say speak of the devil, now could I?" Amitiel saw the impatience written all over her brother's face. "What do you want, Amenadiel?"

"Lucifer's presence back in hell has been requested," he replied, getting straight to the point. "Yours has been as well."

"Lucifer, I understand, but what would Father care if hell lost its best torturer?" Amitiel scoffed as she crossed her arms. "Lucifer and I have our agreement about that. Lucifer quit Hell, Amenadiel. He's not going to go back if it's not his idea. And there's no point in me going back without him."

"At least you have the decency not to disrespect our Father," Amenadiel replied.

Amitiel laughed at that. "Oh, I disrespect him plenty, brother. Don't you worry about that."

"Your time with Lucifer has changed you, Amitiel. You are starting to become as much a mockery of the Divine as our brother." There was a look that resembled shame in his eyes as he looked at her.

Amitiel was getting defensive now. "I haven't changed as much as you think. And you know I cannot lie. Now, are you here for anything else besides telling me that dear old Dad wants to ship me and Luci back to Hell?"

Amenadiel sighed. "I would like to ask you to speak to Lucifer. With him no longer in Hell, what do you think will happen to all those demons, those tortured and tormented souls? He needs to go back and I need you to convince him of that. He will listen to you."

Amitiel laughed at that. "Oh, brother, you are more blind than I thought if you for one second think that I will try to make Lucifer go back to hell." She shrugged in mock apology with a face to match, "Not happening."

Amenadiel stepped closer to her. "If Lucifer doesn't go back soon, Father will not be so merciful. On you or him. And who knows, he might turn his sights from Lucifer to you."

Amitiel's brow furrowed a bit in confusion. "Np pun intended, what the Hell is that supposed to mean?"

"Father could decide that Hell needs a new Devil." Amenadiel gave her that food for thought before walking away, time resuming to normal as he did.

'He's just messing with me,' Amitiel thought for herself as she went back to the vending machines, 'right?'

She was about to put money into the machine when cell rang. She rested her head against the glass with a groan because those salty snacks were oh so close, but answered her phone instead. "What?" Amitiel's voice was a bit more agitated than she intended for it to be.

Mazikeen answered from the other end of the line. "Delilah's dead. Lucifer's taking it pretty hard."

That's all Amitiel needed to hear. "I'm on my way." She looked around to make sure no one was watching and placed her fingers on the glass. When she pressed her hand down flat, one of each thing fell into the bin. After quickly grabbing a few things and shoving them into her pockets, she darted to the nurses' station to grab her things.

Betty was not too pleased to see this. "Where do you think you're going?!"

"My brother needs me," Amitiel answered as she logged out on the tablet. "His friend is dead."

"Well, I'm sorry for that, but that doesn't change the fact that you're barely in the middle of your shift." Betty was beyond agitated. "If you walk out that door, you're fired."

"I'll save you the trouble," Amitiel shot back. "I quit." Without waiting another moment, she darted out of the hospital to get to Lux.

By the time Amitiel got there, the cops were everywhere. She tried to get in Lux but a Uniform tried to stop her. "This is part of the crime scene, miss."

"I live here," she retorted. "And my brother owns the place, so let me through before I make you."

"Are you threatening a police officer?" he asked, raising a brow.

Amitiel didn't have the time for this so she used some of her 'mojo'. "I understand that you have a job to do, but so do I. What will it take for you to let me pass?"

The Uniform couldn't stop himself from answering with, "I'd let you do anything you want if you'd go out with me." He gulped after realizing what he had said, and the truth in is words.

"Let me inside and next weekend meet me here for a drink. Deal?" Truth comes with a price, Amitiel knew this all too well.

The Uniform agreed and allowed her entrance into Lux.

Amitiel quickly went inside and down the stairs into the club area. Lucifer was playing the piano while a blonde detective started interrogating him.

"Lucifer Morningstar?" she said to him. "Is that a stage name or something?"

"God given, I've afraid," Lucifer replied then stood when he saw Amitiel approach. "How did you know?"

"A little birdie told me," Amitiel replied and hugged her brother. "Are you alright?"

"Excuse me," the Detective chimed in, "but you're interrupting my questioning. Who are you?"

"Amitiel Morningstar," she answered with slight annoyance.

The Detective nodded. "Wife?"

"Sister," both Amitiel and Lucifer answered in unison then Amitiel looked at her sideways. "You look familiar. Have we met before?"

"No," the Detective answered, "now, if you'll excuse us, I'd like to finish questioning your brother."

"I'll be at the bar," Amitiel said to Lucifer before heading that way.

Maze was all ready for her with a glass of wine. "Your favorite."

"You know me too well," Amitiel replied, accepting the glass with a satisfied sigh.

"That I do." Maze leaned forward onto the bar. "Remind me why we broke up again?"

"The three-way with the blondes that I wasn't invited to," Amitiel answered with a 'you already knew that' expression on her face.

"Biggest mistake of my life," Maze sighed.

Amitiel laughed at that. "Liar. Monogamy didn't work with us, no harm no foul and many more three-ways between us to follow."

"Cheers to that." Maze smirked and clinked her glass with Ami's.

Amitiel drank the wine as she looked over at the Detective and Lucifer. "If they don't make this a priority, Lucifer will take it upon himself."

Maze poured herself another shot. "His funeral."

"He's immortal," Amitiel countered. "He's never going to have a funeral."

Maze rolled her eyes. "You know what I meant."

"True." She finished her glass and went over to Lucifer now that the Detective was gone. "What's going through your mind, brother?"

Lucifer was practically fuming as he said, "Someone needs to be punished." Something completely different entered his mind that moment when he turned to see his sister wearing her hospital scrubs. "Shouldn't you be amends or whatever it is you call it?"

"I quit," Amitiel replied. "Suddenly, I just wasn't feeling it anymore."

"Now I find that hard to believe," Lucifer countered, knowing how much that job meant to her and wondered what happened to change her mind otherwise.

Amitiel opened her mouth to say something different, but admitted, "Yeah, me too."

"What about the incessant school nurse gig you have? Please tell me you're quitting there as well." Lucifer sounded very hopeful.

Amitiel thought for a moment. "No. Not yet, anyway." The topic changed completely when she asked, "I can't stop thinking I've seen that Detective lady naked before."

Lucifer laughed at that. "I know, me too!" They both cringed at that thought. "At least we know it wasn't at the same time."

Amitiel grinned teasingly. "Thank the Devil for that."

Amitiel was working at the school the following day when a familiar little girl came in with the Principal. Ami got up from her desk and walked over to her. "Trixie? What happened?"

"Miss Espinoza got into a fight and needs her stitches checked. I believe she should be sent to the hospital but since you are employed by one as well, I thought you would suffice." The Principal replied, actually sounding a bit condescending as they did.

"How ya doing, Ami?" Trixie asked as she sat on the little examination table in the corner.

"Let's not talk about me," she replied, pulling on her gloves. Amitiel couldn't lie but she certainly could evade the truth. "Do you want to talk about what happened?"

"I was being bullied. A girl made a fake snapchat account to make fun of me so I kicked her in the no-no-don't-touch square." Trixie pointed below the belt to explain herself.

"Oh, my…I would tell you what I think about that but my boss is standing right here so I'd probably get in trouble if I did." Amitiel smiled as Trixie laughed and checked out the stitches to find they were all still intact. "These look good. I'll just give you a fresh bandage and you're all set."

"Thanks, Ami," Trixie smiled and hopped off the table when she was done with the bandage. "Bye."

"Bye, Trixie." Amitiel waved and went back to her work.

After a little while, Amitiel was just about to head out for the day when she heard a scream coming from outside her office. Amitiel darted out of her office and spotted Lucifer down the hall. "What the…" She stopped herself from saying what she was thinking when a group of children passed her by. Amitiel smiled at them and went down to see her brother and found that he was talking with the Detective lady from the previous night.

"This is starting to feel like a small world," Amitiel said as she joined them. "What have I missed?"

"What are you doing here?" The Detective asked almost accusingly.

"That's Ami," Trixie chimed in from her seat. "She's the nurse. Ami, this is my mom, Chloe."

"We've sort of met and..." Amitiel gasped when it finally clicked. "I know where I've seen you before."

Chloe stopped her from saying anything further. "Trixie, we're leaving."

"What a coincidence? So am I." Amitiel only worked part of the day at the school and around this time she was relieved by another part-timer. "I think I've met your husband," Amitiel added as they walked out of the building with Lucifer right behind them.

Chloe ignored that and once they were outside, she almost said 'speak of the Devil' when Trixie's father, Dan, approached, but instead she said, "Wow, shocker. You're late."

"Come on, give me a break," Dan replied. "I'm putting a case to bed."

"Right, like I'm not working a case, too," Chole shot back.

Amitiel saw how Trixie plugged her ears and it made her wonder just how often her parents fought around her. She didn't even hear Chloe and Dan's exchange because of it. Amitiel was going to tell them to stop, but Lucifer beat her to it.

"Perhaps you should refrain from arguing in front of the child before Amitiel rips your head off for it," Lucifer spoke directly to Dan.

"I don't know whether to laugh or to shoot you," Dan replied, stepping closer to Lucifer.

"You may be joking, but he's not. I will rip your head off if you keep arguing in front of her." Amitiel was completely serious with her words.

Dan recognized her then. "You're that nurse from the hospital."

"And this school, and the free clinic, and I volunteer at the blood drives," Amitiel sasses back, "tell me something I don't know."

Trixie laughed then. "Aren't they funny, Daddy?"

Chloe interjected then to ask Dan, "Can you take Trix to my mom's place? We have to get going."

"Interesting seeing you again," Amitiel said to Dan and grabbed hold of Lucifer's arm to pull him aside to have a word. Once out of earshot, she asked, "Am I going to have to worry about you?"

"Well, I suppose that depends on your definition of worry," he replied, evading the question.

Amitiel pinched the bridge of her nose. "Lucifer…"

"If I need you, I'll pray," Lucifer teased, knowing that'd get her going.

Amitiel gasped in offense to that. "Don't you dare!"

Lucifer laughed as he rejoined the Detective and Amitiel started on her way. Unlike Lucifer, she didn't have a car. Well, she does have one, she just preferred not to drive it.

Amitiel was walking down the street when a car pulled up beside her, and the window in the backseat rolled down. Trixie's face appeared and she smiled at her. "You need a ride, Nurse Ami?"

Ami stepped closer to the car to say, "That's very thoughtful of you, but I'm fine with walking."

Trixie knew exactly what she was doing when she said, "Oh, it wasn't my idea. My daddy thought you might like a ride and wanted me to ask you."

Amitiel leaned forward a little to look at Dan and found him avoiding her eyes. "All the same, thank you for the offer, but really, I'm fine. Bye, Trixie. Bye, Trixie's Dad."

"Dan," he answered. "My name's Dan."

Amitiel nodded in an 'okay' manner. "Bye, Dan." She smiled, winked at Trixie and went on her way. After turning the corner, she rendered herself invisible to human eyes in order to do something she hadn't done in a long time. Amitiel pulled off her jacket, shoved it into her bag and took a deep breath. A moment later, a pair of wings shout out from her back and extended in their full glory.

Amitiel looked back at her wings one at a time. The black wing to her left and the white wing to her right. With a smirk that made it clear she's been wanting to do this for a long time, she took off running then jumped into the air, letting her wings take her from there.

Amitiel spent the entire day flying around the city and then some. Oh, she hadn't felt so free in a long time and loved every minute of it.

It was getting late, so she was about to head home…only to feel something instead. First, she felt it…then she heard it. Lucifer was praying to her. He was saying how sorry he was for doing this but he needed her help. This was something Amitiel couldn't ignore. She allowed herself to be consumed by the prayer, letting herself be taken to him.

When Amitiel opened her eyes she found herself standing in a music studio with Chole on the floor having been shot, and Lucifer crouching over her.

Lucifer turned to her then, "Help her."

"You help her," Amitiel replied, and went over to the Delilah's music producer, Jimmy, who was firing shots at her and causing zero damage. "He's mine."

Amitiel picked Jimmy up from the floor and slammed him into the mirror.

"Amitiel, you don't want to do this!" Lucifer knew how much she hated it in Hell, and didn't want her to partake in it now.

"Oh, but I do." Amitiel replied, looking back to her brother with her left eye black and her right eye white. When she turned back to Jimmy he started to freak out. "What the devil are you?!"

"Not the Devil," Amitiel replied. "But the next best thing." She placed her hand on his chest and pushed down. "The truth hurts, doesn't it?"

Jimmy screamed out in agony as every awful truth flooded into his mind, eating away at his soul, and Amitiel…she didn't stop it. "You hurt Trixie's mom. I don't take kindly to things that can hurt children." She leaned forward to whisper into Jimmy's ear so only he could hear, though with his screams she doubted that he would but it had to be said, "Especially when my own was ripped away from me."

Amitiel was on the roof of Lux with a bottle of wine in hand. She was relieved that Chloe was alright but what she did to Kimmy was the cause of her drinking. Amitiel was about to take another swig from the bottle when she sensed Amenadiel's arrival. "For the love…" she said to herself and turned around to find him there. "Hello, brother."

"I've been watching you," he replied seriously.

"There are so many things I could say in response to that, but I shall refrain. It's been a long day." Amitiel set the bottle on the roof's ledge and crossed her arms. "What is it now?"

"Lucifer is showing restraint, mercy." Amenadiel walked closer to her. "But you, you didn't shy away from giving that man the punishment he deserved."

"You know why I did that," Amitiel shot back.

"As I know why you punished all the souls who caused harm to children in far harsher ways than any other," Amenadiel calmly replied. "Don't you see, Amitiel? If Lucifer won't take the Devil mantle, then you can. You can return order to hell and make sure that all those souls get what they deserve because right now…nothing is happening to them."

Amitiel could see what he was doing. "You're trying to manipulate me. Well, it's not going to work. Feel free to send that right up to Father." She grabbed the wine bottle and headed for the roof exit, only to stop when he spoke again.

"Even if it means finding out what happened to your child?" He knew that would get her attention, and it did. "You have a choice, Amitiel. You convince Lucifer to go back to Hell or you take over for him. You succeed in either and Father will allow you to reunite with your child. Think about it, sister." He disappeared from sight after that.

Amitiel leaned against the roof's door and slid down because she didn't have the strength to stand any longer because, on top of all else, it terrified her to realize that she was actually considering the offer.

As tears streamed down her face, Amitiel placed her hand over her heart and when she pulled it away, there was a small, white feather in the palm of her hand. It was the only thing she had left of the child that was ripped away from her by her father. "I will find you one day," she whispered to the feather, "One way or another…I will hold you in my arms again."

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