Linda shouldn't have been surprised that she was alive at this moment. She was dealing with gods, angels and the Devil herself, they would make sure that she was always okay, no matter the circumstances that hurt her. What did surprise her was seeing his ash gray suit and seeing the face of her client sitting in front of her. She hadn't expected Lucifer to be visiting her. She expected him to be with Chloe, making sure that she was okay.

" Doctor, I am sorry that I brought you into all of this." She heard the sadness in his voice. He blamed himself for what had happened to her. He couldn't have known that his mother was going to hurt her. He couldn't have known that she would have left to the point where she had should have been dead. To the point where the walls would be tinted red whenever they found her. Leaving her for dead.

She looked at him and saw his sadness and said the first thing that came to her mind. " Lucifer, this isn't your fault. I knew what I was getting involved in when I became involved with-" She paused, choosing her next words very carefully. She didn't want to upset him. "-the most dysfunctional family in the universe." She hoped that he believed her. There was no blame that she put on him. She should have been angry at him, but she wasn't. None of this was his fault. There wasn't anything he couldn't have done for her.

There were so many things she wanted to say to him, but he left before she could say that. She wanted to tell him that she loved him. That his father and mother were fools for not seeing that he was a good person, that he was a good man- well, angel. There were tons of things that she hoped that she had said, but none of them felt right. None of them were the words she wanted to say. That he had helped to save her, that he deserved to have his wings. That he deserved all the happiness in the world. She wished that she could redo her actions all over again.

She wished that he had stayed a little longer so she could have said these days. When she finally left the hospital after weeks of being there, she hoped that he was okay. She hoped he wasn't lost. She hoped and prayed that he wasn't dead.

So, when he arrived in her office, wearing nothing but a white shirt and looking to be in pain and asking to unbutton it, she didn't stop him. She was taken aback by the white wings. " So, it turned out that my father wanted to show me that I am a good man. I'm not sure if I'm-"

" Worthy of them? Lucifer, you deserve them. You helped to solve murders, you stopped your mother from dying-," She trailed off and dared not to say the last thing.

She hoped in the silence that he knew it and he did.

He kissed her.

All that hoping wasn't for nothing and she smiled, lost in the moment.