Chapter One

Holy Reunion

Lailah Coventry took her time reading over the Los Angeles newspapers. Her long black hair pulled back in a high ponytail. Her green eyes darting back and forth across the inked pages, reporting the same news over and over, at least in the mind of an angel. Death, gangs, drugs, war, Hollywood...on and on. The same trivial news that entertain the masses of the world. To Lailah, humans reminded her of hamsters. Running on the same wheel and going nowhere fast. Well, at least that is how she felt about adult humans. Children humans meant so much more to her. They meant hope and possibility. A chance to change the world.

"Dr. Coventry? You're needed in the OR 2. Another emergency cesarean," Elizabeth Warren, a nurse that Lailah had grown fond of, had said from behind her, holding a tablet with the patient's information.

"What's the problem?"Lailah said as she pulled on her white lab coat over her scrubs.

"Complications with twins. Baby A is breach and baby B is transversal. Mother has been in active labor since 2 A.M. and we've been unable to coax the babies to turn. Dr. O'Brian thinks you'd be better suited to deliver this case," Elizabeth said as she handed the tablet over. "He thinks you have a special hot line to the boss man upstairs to keep these mothers and babies alive."

"No, I hung up that phone call a long time ago. I'm just doing what I'm good at and that's childbirth," Lailah said as she read over the file with lightning speed, after all she was the Angel of Childbirth. She saw the most recent ultrasound and that these babies were just plain mischief. "Naughty rascals. Is the mother prepped?"

The sounds of a screaming wailing woman rushed past their door as it was clear that her husband would not be touching her anytime in the near future. She screamed and cursed his name as they rounded the corner, prompting Elizabeth to wave a hand in her general direction. "That answer your question?"

Lailah shook her head and laughed. "Come on, let's scrub in," she said as she made her way to the OR. "Time to go to work,"

Lucifer paced in the waiting room. Once again, the Detective had gotten injured in the line of duty and they had denied him access to her. He wasn't family. She was his family in a way. She was his friend maybe even his moral compass. But that didn't matter to them. They blocked his access and watched him like a hawk. Every few minutes he would use his charms to woo over another nurse to let him in but they would shut him down.

After what felt like hours, Lucifer slammed his fist on the counter and demanded to see the detective. His black hair which was normally neat was dark scowl scaring the small nurse that was at the mercy of the Devil, unknowingly, of course. "Listen here, my friend is back there and I demand to see her! What is so complicated about that?!" he growled at her his posh British accent seemed thicker when he was upset.

Detective Dan Espinoza did his best to pull Lucifer away from the counter but that just prompted the Devil to turn on him. "Easy, Lucifer, they'll call us back when they can't. Bullying the nursing staff isn't going to help our cause," he said even though he was equally tempted to break into the Emergency Room to see the state of his ex-wife.

"I'm sorry, I don't believe I asked for the opinion of Detective Douche!" Lucifer growled before turning back on the nurse only she had been replaced by a doctor with a hard look and her arms folded over her magnificent chest.

Her hard green eyes held his black ones. Daring him. Tempting him. Enthralling him. "Sir. This is a hospital. People are sick, hurt or dying and they don't need to hear you throwing a tantrum because you have the patience of a toddler. There are the seats, why don't you take one?" she bit out, clearly unafraid of his temper or the dark look in his eyes.

"I will not take a seat! My friend is in this prison and I want to see her!" he bit back.

"What's her name?"

"What?" Lucifer asked, shock clear on his face.

"What is her name? I'm not going to ask you a third time," the doctor said.

"Decker. Chloe Decker," Dan said as he looked at a shocked Lucifer.

The doctor typed into the computer and spent a few minutes reading the notes thus far. "35 year old female with a GSW to the abdomen and right shoulder? She's still in surgery. That's why you can't go back," she said as she pulled a phone from her pocket. "Call OR 6."

"Calling, OR 6 Main Phone," a computerized female voice repeated.

"OR 6," a voice called. "Anna speaking."

"Anna, Dr. Coventry. What's the status on your GSW patient?" Dr. Coventry asked.

"Dr. Azzor is stitching her up now and we'll probably have her in recovery in about 10 minutes," Anna explained.

"Thanks for the update," Dr. Coventry said before hanging up and turning to the the still stunned man. "There's your update. Now take a seat and behave yourself or be kicked out. The choice is yours."

Lucifer watched as the doctor walked from behind the reception to a waiting delivery man. "Dr. Lailah Coventry?" he asked as he handed her a slip. The doctor quickly signed the paper and took the bag from the boy. The boy looked down at the slip and huge grinned. "Thanks so much Doc!"

The doctor simply waved him off as she turned to headed back into the Emergency Room. Lucifer couldn't take his eyes off her. Something about her was familiar. So much so that he couldn't shake it. And the Devil remember every face he'd ever encountered. After she disappeared, he took a seat and waited for the humans to call them back to see the Detective. It was another half hour before he was finally allowed to see her. Lucifer and Dan made their way back to her room, where she was awake and very pissed off.

"Well, welcome back Detective. You sure are making a habit out of being reckless," Lucifer said even though he was checking her over to see if she was in any immediate danger.

"Shut up!" Chloe bit back. "Did we at least catch the scumbag?"

"Yes, he is currently locked up in a cell back at the station, although it looks like someone hit him with a 2x4," Dan said as he shot Lucifer a dirty look.

"Well then maybe the Detective shouldn't have gotten shot in front of Maze. When she's as angry as she was, I have learned it's better to stay out of her way when she's in that mood. Never ends well for anyone," Lucifer shrugged. But before he could dive further into the case, Chloe's daughter, Trixie, came into the room.

"Mommy!" she said as she ran to her mother.

"Hey, little monkey!" Chloe said as Dan picked up Trixie and put her next to her mother.

"Mommy, did you get hurt at work?" Trixie asked.

"Yes, Monkey. But Mommy is going to be fine. So nothing for you to worry about. You're going to be staying with daddy for a few days until Mommy can come home," Chloe said as she put on her biggest smile. "And when daddy is working, either Maze or Lucifer will be caring for you."

"I didn't agree to that deal. Detective, feel free to use Maze as a nanny but don't sign me up," Lucifer objected as he slowly started to back away from the family and out the door. It was time for him to make his great escape or risking becoming the Decker family's Au Pair.

Lucifer was certain that the Detective didn't need anymore care for the night and he needed to get back to his club, where he was certain some gorgeous young ladies were waiting for him. As he walked out of the Emergency waiting room, he came across the stunning doctor that put him in his place. Something not easily done. Normally, it was Lucifer who did that and now he was going to correct that.

His long slender legs made quick work as he navigated through the parking lot to her. As he approached, he began to feel a sense of warmth and peace. Something he barely felt. Tapping her on the shoulder, he waited for her to turn to him. Her long black hair was down, coiled waves danced as her body twisted to look at that man that had tapped on her shoulder. The two of them were so close that they could feel each other's warmth. Her long lashes fluttered as she gave him a hard look. "Come for another tantrum?" she asked, her voice clearly meant for the bedroom.

"Quite the contrary. I want to ask you something," he said as he began to use his special gift. "What is it that a tough doctor like you desires? Certainly some one as hard as you is simply putting on a front. So tell me, what is it? What is it you want, deep down inside?" he asked, really turning on the juice.

She stared at him for a moment. Her expression unreadable, unyielding. Then it hit her. "Oh, you have got to be kidding me! What are you doing on Earth?!" she bit out as she pushed him back from her.

"What?" Lucifer asked. Completely shocked that not only did his power didn't work on her but she somehow knew he wasn't from this world. "Do I know you?"

"Your brother, Michael knows me very well, Lucifer," she said as she crossed her arms over her chest.

"Michael? And you know my name," Lucifer muttered, his brain running at the speed of light before realization hit him hard enough to back away from her. "Oh bloody hell! You're Lailah!"