Tuesday afternoon

Chloe requested for the security footage for yesterday and today. But instead of seeing Samael, she saw Lucifer enter the interrogation room and never came out. There were no other exits, there was no way her partner could've snuck out without being noticed or spotted by the CCTVs. That - or someone tampered with the recordings.

But why would they even go that far? Chloe thought it best to try and analyze it tomorrow.


Tuesday night

Lucifer groans again at Amenadiel's mocking tone as the latter reminded him how he clutched onto said brother's leg and refused to let go.

They both agree to put it behind them, forget about it and all, never to be brought up again...


Wednesday morning

Lucifer reports in all giddy, and smoothly deflects any questions regarding Samael who everyone thought was his son.

Preposterous.

They've worked on their assigned case and solved it in record time, incarcerated the suspect and filed the necessary paperwork that lasted until about four in the afternoon.

Towards the end of his usual workday, he started to feel strange, exhausted even, that he could've face-planted had he fail to break his fall.

"Are you alright?" Chloe asks.

"Yes. Just need to rest for a bit. Call me if you need anything," He stands up and leaves the precinct.


Wednesday Night

The dark angel steps out from the elevator as it reached the penthouse and calls out for his demanding little brother.

"Lucifer! I just read your text, sorry I couldn't come sooner. What's up?"

"Amenadiel?" A little voice reverberates in the room and once again, the elder brother's eyes widened.

"What the -"

"I'm scared. What is this place?"

"Uh, this is where we are staying. Yes," Amenadiel nods and laughs nervously, at a loss once more. "Sammy, you don't remember being in the precinct the other day?"

"What is a precinct, brother?"

"Oh - ah!," Father. He tells himself and tries to think of something else. "What about Detective Decker?"

"Ah yes, Detective Chloe Decker!" Sammy perks up instantly, "I like her!"

"Okay, um, this is going to be hard to explain, but we need to find what's causing this,"

Amenadiel gesticulates out of frustration. He had not expected for his little brother's second reappearance as a fledgling.

"What's causing what, brother? I don't understand,"

"Right, um, I need to call Linda."

"Who's Linda?"

It's Amenadiel's turn to groan. By his calculation, Lucifer is about 5 or 6 years old, by human standards. Kids around that age ask a lot of questions, questions everything and anything, and add Lucifer's ability to draw out desires from people, and we have ourselves a treat.

Yey!

Amenadiel runs his hand over to his face and tries to draw something positive from this predicament. Maybe it's another test. Maybe this is his new task now - find out what's causing Lucifer to turn into a child, find a cure, and close the case. Piece of cake. Not.

"Come with me,"

He grabs Samael's hands and leaves.


The dark angel knocks at the therapist's door once and she let him in.

"Oh! Amenadiel. Who is that?"

"This is Samael," Amenadiel stares widely at Linda, nodding his head, hoping the doctor would get the hint and play along. Why he hadn't called to give her a heads up is beyond him. Her mouth forms an 'O' and immediately strikes up a conversation. Good thing Linda's very perceptive puts two and two together and gets with the program.

"Hello, Samael. My name is Dr. Linda Martin," She offers her hand and Sam raises a brow, unsure of what he was supposed to do, but reconsiders and reaches out to return the gesture.

"Nice to meet you, Dr. Martin."

"So, Sammy, how about you sit on the couch and be a good little angel while big brother speaks with Linda?"

Sam nods and situates himself on the couch.

"What happened?"

"I have no idea. He was back to his adult self yesterday and now,"

"He was like this the other day?"

"Yes. We thought it was a one off. It seems to have a pattern, but we'll know for sure tomorrow night if he turns back,"

"Right. What do you need me for, though? I can't babysit. Maybe Chloe would be more suitable for this?"

"Chloe? Chloe Decker?" Sam voices out and Linda answers "You also know the good Detective?"

The therapist whispers to the dark angel, "At least some things never change,"

"Yeah, Dr. Linda here is one of Chloe's friends."

"Shall we go see, Detective Chloe Decker, then?"

"Erm, not tonight. Maybe tomorrow morning?"

Samael crosses his arms, pouts and draws his eyebrows together that Amenadiel could only sigh. He was quickly reminded of how difficult it was to raise a child, especially a de-aged Lucifer.

"But I want to see her now,"

"Pretty sure Chloe's had a long day at the office. You wouldn't want her exhausted, would you?"

"I suppose you're right."

"So, how about some gummy bears?"

"Huh?"

"Here," Linda grabs the glass container and hands it to Lucifer. He immediately takes a liking to it and asks if he could take the entire bottle with him. "Yes, of course. Now, go home with your brother and then visit Detective Decker tomorrow."

"Okay. Thank you Dr. Martin. You're really nice. I like you, but only second."

"Haha," Linda puts on a wide grin and waves the celestials goodbye. Why didn't she pinch those rosy cheeks though?


Thursday Morning

The dark angel is dreaming of the Silver City, how he's finally got his wings back, and how happy he was to be home until something struck his midsection that he jolted awake.

"Wake up!" Samael says as he slams once again onto his brother's stomach. "I've been trying to wake you up for quite some time, brother! It's morning! I wanna go see Detective Decker so come on!"

"Right,"

"Come on, brother! We haven't got all day!"


Amenadiel brings back little Lucifer to the precinct wherein everyone in the vicinity stops and stares.

Chloe greets the child to which the latter repays in such glee. Extreme glee in fact, that it reminded her of Lucifer. Yeah of course. This is his little brother.

"What are you guys doing here?" She tells them as she ruffles Sam's hair. Amenadiel's brows furrowed at the gesture because his little brother would always protest if anyone messed with his hair.

"Well, my brother insisted we come to visit you again. I had to give in, otherwise, he might run away and get me in trouble. Wouldn't want that."

"Shouldn't he be in school, though?"

"Oh, um, he's homeschooled. But he's a sneaky little kid so, I just -"

"Sammy!"

All heads turn to the cheery voice and follow the person to whom it belongs to until said person reaches Samael.

She wounds him into a tight embrace, all smiles like she hasn't seen him for some time.

"Quit smothering me, Ray-ray!"

"Oh, but I missed you, Sammy."

"Why are you bigger than me?"

"Duh. You're a kid…?"

"Duh. I'm older than you."

"Duh. Not in this current time, you're not."

Samael sticks his tongue out at his sister and sister does the same.

Ella spots the commotion and her eyes immediately fall on the short-haired woman.

"Hey, you look familiar. Have we met before?" Ella says and Azrael cringes slightly. In that split second she forgot she was supposed to be a ghost and ghosts were invisible.

"Oh! Uh, hi, I'm Azrael, I am Samael's sister. He calls me Ray-ray all the time. Nice to meet you…"

"Ella Lopez," The forensic scientist takes Azrael's hands and shakes it briefly. The angel of Death quickly turns to the other woman and shakes her hand as well.

"Detective Chloe Decker,"

"Ah! Detective Decker. I have heard so much about you."

"You have?"

"Well," Ray-ray fidgets and throws a look at Amenadiel who subtly shakes his head no. "Big bro Amenadiel told me."

Amenadiel laughs nervously. What is with his siblings today?

"Anyway, Azrael. What brings you to Los Angeles. Weren't you supposed to be working? You know, helping those poor souls and all…?"

"Pfft. They should be fine for a couple of hours, brother. Relax. It's not like I'm quitting. Besides, I wanted to have fun with Sammy here. You want to get ice cream, Sammy?"

"No. I want to stay here with Detective Decker,"

"Aaaw! Don't you wanna spend some time with me? But you're my favorite brother!"

"Another time, Ray-ray. Please?"

"Oh, alright," She whines but pinches his cheeks and says her goodbyes.

Crisis averted with Ella. Sort of.

"Hang on!" Amenadiel stops her from her track and whispers. "Did you do this?"

"Huh? I don't know what you're talking about,"

"Turn Lucifer into a child, that is."

"Of course not! Need I remind you that I don't have that kind of power even if I wanted to? Look at how cute he is! I've never seen him that small, well, that's coz I'm one of the youngest, but, ramblings aside, it's not me. I was just in town for some soul gathering of sorts, and now I need to go."

"Can you at least contact someone from upstairs or better yet ask around?"

"I can't promise you anything, but I'll see what I can do. Good luck, Amenadiel. Luci seems like a handful."

"Haha," He says with sarcasm "you don't say."

Amenadiel goes back to Chloe.

"Um, I need a favor, Chloe."

"Yeah?"

"I have to check something out and I can't take my brother with me, and he will only sneak out from the babysitter, so, would you mind watching him for a few hours?"

"Ahh, I'd love to but -"

"Great! You stay here, Sammy. I'll pick you up later."

"Ah-wait! Amenadiel! Hello?"

Chloe smacks her forehead at this. What if she gets called away for an investigation? There's no way she would take him with her to a crime scene, or leave him alone. Why didn't she start with, "No, sorry," instead of "I'd love to"?


A/N: Wow, this took forever, sorry!

For LILKENNY : yeah, thanks for letting me know! Some readers on the other platform were asking for a continuation and well, I caved, so, here's the second chapter.

For the folks who favorited/liked, left me a review, thank you soooo much!

Sorry for the delay, been busy these past few weeks with the #SaveLucifer campaign. And now that we've managed to get the show back, I'm back to writing stuff and easing up on the tweet storm ;) One more chapter to go!