Chapter Two:

Paris, France

"Happy?" I grunted, crossing my arms again. "I'd be over the moon, but sadly the world doesn't work like that."

"I'm sure I could get it to." Lucas shrugged.

I raised an eyebrow, both curious and frustrated. Lucas was normal, as far as I knew, which the anger was making me realize wasn't a lot. But, whatever "business" Lucas was in, I was sure to find out and find out today.

"What if I told you my name wasn't Lucas, that I was actually an angel?"

"I'd call you a big fat liar and crazy. You and I both know angels don't exist. I mean, in all my years, I have never, ever come across an angel." I said, leaning on my left foot.

"Perhaps you just haven't looked hard enough, Piper." He took a careful step towards me. "My real name is Lucifer."

My eyebrows rose, flabbergasted and taking a step back.

"Okay, buddy-"

His eyebrows furrowed, the sky outside turning dark and a flash of lightning illuminated the room, revealing Lucas' shadow and large tattered wings stretching from his back. Sucking in a breath

"Holy-"

I didn't know what I should've done, screamed or ran, but I did neither. I simply stood there, staring at Lucas in astonishment. Could what he was saying be true?

I believed it to be. Instead of feeling betrayed and lied to like I knew I should, I felt privileged, almost. Here was Lucifer, the Lucifer, probably here for the apocalypse (which explained the strange events happening all over the world), in a relationship with little ol' me, whom he said he loved.

And after knowing him for how long I had, I knew he wasn't all that bad, like everything painted him to be. Sure, he had a different sense of humor, but I felt that I knew him and hearing the truth, I still trusted him.

"So, what do you say about doing a little bit of traveling?" Lucifer raised an eyebrow and put out his hand.

For the first time in several hours, my lips tilted upwards slightly. I grabbed his hand and with the flap of wings we were gone from the apartment and the boring old town.

I opened my eyes to what seemed like city lights and it sure was, but it wasn't an American city that I was aware of. And I was no longer wearing my work uniform, instead I had on a black dress with leggings underneath and heels. Not something I normally wore.

Looking up at Lucifer staring down at me with a smile, I raised an accusing eyebrow before looking around. I had no idea where we had landed or where he had taken me, but spotting an icon in the distance, my world seemed to stop; my breath hitching and catching in my throat.

All my life I had wanted to travel and see the world, mostly the ancient seven wonders, but some of the recent man-made things were amazing as well. I always preferred the natural world over the created one, but that didn't stop me from looking in awe.

And staring at the Eiffel Tower as the sun started to go down was a moment I was probably going to cherish for a long time.

The lights in the tower were on and people were buzzing about, both tourists and people who lived here. It was all so fascinating to me to witness the people, people whose culture may have been different than mine.

I took one look at Lucifer, my black hair dancing around in the small breeze, a grand look in my eyes. He gestured forward with his head and we both started towards the tower. His hand in mine kept me from running and tripping forward, like I knew I would in these heels.

The walk down the stretch of pavement was a long one, but I wasn't going to complain about that or the fact that the back of the shoe was digging into the back of my heel. We made our way to the tower, passed the tour guides and policemen and started up the elevator.

The sun was low when we made it to the very top, and nerves began to fill my stomach. Heights have never been my favorite thing, and this was something that made me not want to look over the edge. But, I had to.

I had to see the city.

With a little nudge from my stubbornness to see it, I looked out over the stretch of land, buildings lit up and beautiful. It was such a marvel that man could create something such as this.

"I figured this would be the first place to take you. The picture in the living room gave it away." I could hear the smile in his voice.

"Wait, first place?"

He nodded, "I'm taking you everywhere you've ever wanted to go. Any other place in mind?"

I opened my mouth to speak another location, but my stomach interrupted me. It growled, sharing with me that I hadn't ate since the morning. I blushed heavily, hoping Lucifer would ignore it and let us move on.

"Dinner first then." He chuckled.

We ended up eating at a fancy restaurant, where I tried a bunch of things that were foreign to me. I even ended up persuading myself to try the snails, which I made a face when I swallowed them. I had never been a meat eater, but it was a famous dish, or that's what people said.

Lucifer laughed at my expression, causing me to chuckle along with him.

Outside, we walked for a little, going over to look at the tower again, the entire city now in nighttime, but lit up brightly.

"Thank you," I told him, leaning into him.

He lifted me up by the waist, so that my face was higher than his and we kissed. The cliche in me made my leg go upwards while the other one stayed straight. He let me down and stared me in the eyes with his brilliant blue ones.

"So, where to?"