Persephone sat at her desk in the precinct. She was going over photos and evidence. They had hit a bit of a dead-end in the case of who killed Laci Andrews. Her mind was also on other things. Her husband's ex-wife was back in town. It seemed she wanted Bryan back.

She had to concentrate on the case. Home problems would only add to her agony. Her partner sat down at his desk across from her. "Anything popping out?" He asked.

Shaking her head. "I think we need to talk to Evan again."

"I know. But his father won't allow it."

Persephone took in a deep breath and let it out slowly. "I know. We tried getting security footage but there wasn't any. They found fibers and hair that didn't belong to Henry." Persephone was mostly talking to herself. Drakken nodded.

"Detective Lockhart." A female uniformed officer walked up.

"Yeah?" Persephone looked at her.

"There is a man here saying he is your father but he looks like he's thirty-five."

Persephone shook her head. "Let him in." But they didn't need to wait.

"Hello Persephone." She heard her father's distinctively British accent call through the precinct.

Persephone stood up and walked over to him. They hugged. "Hi Dad." She was surprised. "What are you doing here?"

"Why to celebrate Christmas of course."

"Right. You celebrate Christmas." Persephone added sarcastically.

"I'm serious."

"Really?" Persephone shook her head. She headed back to her desk.

Drakken looked up from his computer as Persephone and her father approached. There was something about him. He felt a chill run down his spine.

"Oh Drakken. This is my father Lucifer Morningstar." She gestured to him. "Dad, this is my new partner Drakken Knight."

The two men regarded each other for a moment. Drakken hesitantly held out a hand. "Nice to meet you sir." He got up from his chair and walked away.

Lucifer watched him walk away and then pulled up a chair to sit by Persephone's desk. "So, what's new?"

Persephone shrugged. "Just working a difficult case." She sighed.

"Oh. Need any help? I have become quite efficient in helping Detective Decker."

"Hey Lucifer." Bryan's voice came from behind them.

Lucifer turned to his son-in-law. "Bryan." He shook his hand.

"What are you doing here?"

"I come to celebrate Christmas with my family."

Bryan looked at him. "Uh really?" He glanced at Persephone. "Is he serious?"

"You two act like it's a crime." Lucifer scoffed. \

"It's a little weird, Lucifer." Bryan responded. "But it will be fun."

Persephone wasn't really paying attention. She was focused on the case. Her father and husband chatted for a minute.

"Persi, we have a lead." Drakken walked over. "A man who lives in the basement of the townhome saw a man leaving that night." Drakken was still looking at Lucifer with caution. Lucifer returned his stares.

"I'm coming." She got up and grabbed her coat. "Daddy. I'll see you later." She smiled at Bryan and started to walk away. Lucifer waved to Bryan and followed his daughter.

"Darling. Is everything alright?"

"Its fine Dad." She responded. "I have to get going." He put his hand on her shoulder and stopped her. "Dad."

"Have you noticed anything strange about your new partner?"

"No." That was a lie. She had noticed something but wasn't sure what it was.

"He's angel spawn."

"What?"

"He's your cousin."

"How do you know?" She scrutinized her father.

"The Devil knows these things."

Persephone looked towards the door. Drakken was walking towards them. He did look awfully familiar to her.

"Come on Persi." He urged her.

"Look Dad. I have to go. I'll see you at home." She hugged him and rushed off.

In the car Persephone was lost in thought. It was a good thing that Drakken was driving. She would glance at him every so often. She didn't want to stare. Her father's revelation was boggling her mind.

Drakken caught her looking. "So, your father it English?"

"No not really." Persephone responded.

"Oh because he sure sounds like it."

"I know. I get that a lot."

"He doesn't look like he is much older than you."

"I get that a lot also. He lives in Los Angeles. They are all well preserved out there."

"Oh." Drakken looked straight ahead. He sighed. They were silent for a while. "My Dad doesn't look very old either." He added almost randomly.

"Really."

"Yeah."

They fell silent again. Not speaking until they reached the townhouse. They walked to the basement entrance and knocked on the door.

"Mr. Reyes?" Drakken asked.

"Yeah?"

"I'm Detective Knight. We spoke on the phone earlier."

"Oh yeah. Come on it."

"This is my partner Detective Lockhart." He gestured to Persephone. She smiled at the man.

Mr. Reyes gestured to a couch and they sat. He sat on a chair opposite them.

"You have information about the case." Persephone asked.

"Yeah. You guys want anything to drink?" Mr. Reyes offered.

"No thank you." Persephone answered.

"It's awful what happened to Laci. She was such a sweet lady."

"Did you hear anything that night?" Drakken asked.

"I was out with friends most of the night. I wish I had been home. I could have helped her." He sighed. "She and her husband have been good to me. I sometimes watched their son." He looked distressed.

"I'm sorry Mr. Reyes." Persephone smiled lightly. "You saw a man leaving? Was he the cable guy?"

Mr. Reyes shook his head. "No."

"But you knew about the cable guy."

He nodded. "Yeah. But the man I saw was tall and thin. He looked maybe white or Latino. I couldn't really tell. He had scruffy beard."

Persephone was writing down the details. "Did he have blood on him or anything?"

"No, he had on a long trench coat. But he was leaving in a hurry."

"Anything else? Did he get into a car?"

"No, he just walked down the sidewalk. I didn't see where he went." Mr. Reyes looked at the ground.

"Thank you." Persephone said to him. "I think we have all we need." She glanced at her partner. He shrugged. "Thank you for your time. If you think of anything else. Please contact us."

He nodded as the detective got up to leave. "Please catch whoever did this." He said as they left.

As they walked back to their car Persephone's phone rang. She pulled it out of her pocket. "Hello?"

"Detective Lockhart, this is Mrs. Wilkins. Laci's mother."

"Oh yeah. How can I help you Mrs. Wilkins?" Persephone asked while getting into the car. Drakken was listening from the driver's seat.

"It's about my grandson. He has been having nightmares. Every night he wakes up screaming. His father hasn't been much help. He won't let me get him help. It's really wearing me down."

"I'm sorry to hear that."

"I want you to talk to him. He seemed to like you."

"I know. But I can't talk to him without his father's permission."

"You did the other day. His father is out of town again."

"So soon after his wife's death?"

"Yes. Maybe I can come to the precinct. I have heard some of what Evan has been saying."

"You can do that." Persephone said to the poor woman.

"I'll meet you there in a couple of hours." Mrs. Wilkins said.

"Okay." The phone line went dead. Persephone looked at Drakken. "Mrs. Wilkins has information for us."

Drakken nodded and started the car. They headed back to the precinct.

Lucifer Morningstar stood beside his son-in-law in the elevator of their building. They were silent for the ride home. Lucifer had sensed something was off with his daughter. He looked at Bryan. The man seemed lost in thought.

"You didn't have to take off of work to come with." Lucifer broke the silence.

"Oh, I was taking off anyways. I wanted to spend some time with my daughters."

Lucifer nodded. "Is everything okay with you and Persephone?"

Bryan glanced at his father-in-law. He shrugged. "Everything is fine."

Lucifer didn't believe him. He sensed something was off. But he decided not to push it. The elevator doors opened to the top floor and he followed Bryan to the penthouse doors. As they walked in her heard laughter coming from the living room.

Tay walked into the living room which had been decorated very festively. A large Christmas tree in the corner. A manger scene on the mantel. Santa Clause and reindeer. All kinds of cheer. Lucifer wanted to vomit.

A lot of people were gathered. His expression darkened when he spied Hank Lockhart sitting in a recliner. A very upset Tristan was crying and trying to get away from the man. They all stopped talking when they entered the room. Hank returned Lucifer's glare.

He looked away and at the others in the room. Two young teenagers were talking to a brown haired woman. He also recognized Bryan's mother Sally.

"Oh hey, girls this is Persephone's father Lucifer." Bryan said to his daughters. "Lucifer, these are my daughters Savanna and Autumn. Oh and their mother Miranda."

Lucifer smiled to them. Then looked at Bryan. "Their mother? You mean your ex-wife."

"Uh yeah"

"My daughter is alright with her being here." He had no trouble saying this in front of everyone.

Miranda looked at Lucifer. "Yeah. She is."

Bryan looked at him. "Persi, just wanted to have peace."

"Oh I bet she did." Lucifer eyed them. Tristan was still crying and fussing in Hank's arms. He couldn't take it anymore. He walked over to the fat man. "Can I hold him?"

Hank wrinkled his nose. "You can try. He has been grumpy all day."

Lucifer reached down and took his crying grandson. He held him close and Tristan instantly stopped crying. Hank glared at him.

"How did you do that?" He grumbled.

"He loves Sexypa."

Hank snorted. "Sexypa?"

"Yes, because I am the sexy one." He walked over to a couch and sat down. Tristan was smiling at him. "Hello Tristan." He felt eyes staring at him. He looked over and one of Bryan's daughters was staring at him. She wore all black and had a pentagram around her neck. Lucifer returned her stare for a moment then looked at Bryan. "Why does this one keep staring at me?"

Bryan shrugged. "Autumn, why are you staring at Lucifer?"

Autumn looked down at the floor but didn't say anything. She folded her arms.

Miranda looked at her daughter and then at Lucifer. "She is into this whole devil worship fad."

"Ah I see." Lucifer said skeptically. "I'm flattered but I'm not really into the whole worship thing. That's more my father's thing."

Miranda narrowed her eyes at him. "Your father?"

"Yes. My father. The almighty."

Miranda looked at Bryan. "Is he for real?"

Bryan sighed. He looked at Lucifer. "Yes." He needed a drink. All of this drama was getting to him.

Tristan was sleeping in Lucifer's arms. He stood up and started for the nursery. "Little bugger is sleepy." He headed down the hallway. He noticed he was being followed. He put Tristan down in his crib. He turned to his stalker. "Autumn, right?" He said to her.

"Yeah." She looked at the impeccably dressed man. He had on an expensive black suit.

"Why are you stalking me?" He turned to leave the nursery. Autumn was on his heels.

"Is your name really Lucifer?"

Lucifer smiled at the girl. "Yes."

"Like for real."

He snorted and walked down the hall towards the balcony. The girl on his heels. He was getting a little annoyed. "Yes for real." He pulled a pack of cigarette from his coat pocket.

"I a Luciferian."

Lucifer lit up a cigarette. "Come again?" He looked at the girl.

"We honor the arch angel Lucifer."

"I see." He laughed. "Like how?"

"Well, we see him as a giver of knowledge and light. We don't see him as the Devil."

"Well, he is the Devil." Lucifer quipped. "Very much so."

"No. He isn't. He is just misunderstood." Autumn argued. "It's a little lame that you don't seem to know that."

He sighed at the sassy teenager. "Trust me, child. I know everything there is to know about the arch angel Lucifer." He grinned. He took a drag of his cigarette.

"Sure you do." The girl said.

He rolled his eyes. This child was irritating. He turned to her. "Your mother is alright with you dark path."

"She thinks it's a phase."

"It probably is. Human teenagers are so fickle."

She looked at him. "Human? Like you aren't."

Lucifer took another drag. "I'm not."

"Oh. Oaky." She turned and walked off of the balcony.

Lucifer was relieved to have the moment alone. He was going to have a fun here in the chaos.