"I don't understand!" Sybil exclaimed. "How is it that so many other demons are gone and I'm still here? Am I just singularly blessed or what?"

"Well, I don't know," Klaus shook his head and kissed her. "But I'm glad you didn't go away with the rest of them. I would have missed you."

"You would have missed me?" Sybil questioned. "Why?"

"Because I just would!" Klaus told her. He knew what words should come out of his mouth next. Sybil deserved to hear them. But saying those three little words out loud was always a difficult thing for him.

Sybil must have noticed his struggle. She smiled and put a hand on his arm. "You know what?" She asked. "I love you too."

"I-" Klaus blushed. "How do you know that's what I want to say?"

"Because I just...I sense it," Sybil replied. "I understand if it's difficult for you to get out, though. I have trouble saying it sometimes myself."

"You didn't have trouble saying it to me," Klaus reminded her.

Sybil shrugged and rested her head on his shoulder. "I guess that just goes to show how much I mean it."

"I mean it too," Klaus told her after swallowing and taking a deep breath. "I-I love you too, Sybil." He took her hand, kissed it, and they both lapsed into contented silence, which lasted only a short while before they were joined by a very unwelcome visitor.

"Well, hello there, Sybil," Lucifer greeted her in a silky voice. "Lovely to see you. I bet now you're just dying to know why your father and the others have been banished back home and you're still here. Is that true?"

"Maybe," Sybil narrowed her eyes at him and stood up. "Did you come here to answer that question? Or take me, finally?"

"Oh, no!" Lucifer shook his head and reached out to play with Sybil's hair until Klaus couldn't take it anymore and slapped his hand away.

"What do you want?" He snapped. "Just tell us and get out." He paused and eyed Sybil. "Or better yet, tell me and leave her out of it. You've put her through enough already!"

"Klaus, it's okay!" Sybil protested. "I can handle him! I know him better than you do! Don't get into more trouble than you can help!"

"Yes, listen to her," Lucifer grinned. "Or don't...that would be more fun, to tell you the truth."

Klaus knew that he should listen to Sybil. He knew that was the sensible thing to do. But of course, he wasn't the sensible type. He was just too angry!

"What is it that you want?" He asked again, grabbing Lucifer by the collar, an action that made Sybil gasp with shock.

"Oh, isn't that funny?" Lucifer drawled, not intimidated at all by Klaus' show of temper. "You're very similar to your father when it comes to not understanding limits or showing me my due respect."

"If you've met Mikael, and I'm sure you have," Klaus said, bearing his teeth, "You should know that he's not my father, even though I believed he was for many years."

"Well, enough of this banter," Lucifer decided and detached himself from Klaus' grip, just as Christopher began crying. "I came here for one thing and one thing only, and it won't even be difficult for you to part with."

"Oh, yeah?" Sybil asked. "What is it?"

"Your son, of course," Lucifer got out. "He's very powerful you know. A bit of a monster, but I'll find a way to put that to good use."

"Our son is not a monster!" Sybil cried, jumping to her feet and wanting to strangle him just as Klaus nearly had. "He may be different, he may be difficult, but he is no monster. We're going to make sure of that."

"Yes, and you are not going anywhere near him," Klaus said after a round of derisive laughter. "If that's what you think, you have no idea what you are talking about, and who you are messing with."

"Are you trying to threaten me?" Lucifer asked. "Oh, that's hilarious that you think you can do that and believe it will have an effect."

"Will you go now that we've told you there's not a chance in the place where you live that you're gonna get our son?" Sybil questioned. "What more could you possibly want with us?"

"Nothing, really," Lucifer replied and examined his nails before flicking some dust off the cuff of his black suit jacket. "And you're not as fun to argue with as I thought you would be. I'll be on my way...for now."

"Good!" Sybil yelled after him. "Go! But just know that when you come back, we won't be alone! You'll be greatly outnumbered and we'll kick your ass!"

"Oh, I can't wait!" Lucifer told her and gave her a little wave. "It's interesting to see that some of your husband's impudence has rubbed off on you in the span of just a few minutes. I like it. I didn't think you could be any more spirited than you were before, but apparently, I was wrong. All right, if this is going to be how it is...if you don't want things to be simple, I shall give you time to make up your little army. I can't wait to see the two or three people you manage to bring along with you."

"Oh, it will be more than that," Klaus assured him. "Especially when we think of how many of our friends lost loved ones when you made the demons go away. It's a lot. More than two or three, I promise."

"Like I said," Lucifer repeated, his hand on the doorknob, "I can't wait. I can't wait to defeat your silly army and take your son and be done with all this nonsense. Goodbye."

"Goodbye!" Sybil replied. "And good riddance!" She paused and opened the door. "And Klaus is not my husband!"

Once the door was slammed shut and they were alone, they finally went to attend to Christopher, who was still crying.

"Would you like me to go in first?" Klaus questioned. "Or do you want to?"

"I will," Sybil replied. "I think I need the practice."

So they went into their son's bedroom where he was in his crib, screaming his head off and looking just like he always did in a fit of temper.

"Oh, my god," Sybil got out. "Why in the hell is he furry?"

"I'm not quite certain," Klaus shrugged and watched her pick him up and study him. "I think it's the werewolf gene I gave him acting up, but like I said, I can't tell you for sure." He paused. "And that's the only thing you're worried about? Not the horns or anything?"

"No, because I'm used to that," Sybil replied. "Those are demon characteristics."

"Right," Klaus nodded. "Of course." He then watched as Sybil calmed their son down, doing it surprisingly quickly for her first time. "I'm impressed," he remarked and kissed her. "I thought it would be more of a challenge for you to deal with him like this for the first time."

"Oh, no, of course not," Sybil shook her head. "The werewolf stuff is a surprise, but remember that this is not my first child. I didn't pay as much attention to Eric as I should have, but I didn't completely ignore him."

"Should I leave you two alone?" Klaus asked as Christopher calmed down. "Or would you like me to stay?"

"Nope, you can go," Sybil smiled and sat down on the spare bed. "I think we'll be all right."

"Yes," Klaus nodded with a grin. "I think you will too."

It wasn't long after that that Klaus and Sybil assembled their army, made up primarily of friends and relatives who had lost a demon loved one and of course, were more than willing to fight to get them back.

"Sorry if I'm a bit worked up," Selina sniffled and took yet another kleenex out of her purse. "With the school gone and no husband, I don't have much to do other than think about what I lost and it's just awful!"

"It'll be okay," Elijah promised her, giving her a hug as Amy fumed nearby. "That's what the point of this whole meeting is: to figure out a way to get back those we lost."

"Yes, yes, yes," Amy snapped and literally pulled them apart. "But crying won't help anything, will it? Buck up!"

"What is the matter with you?" Elijah stood up. "That's not the way to treat a poor woman who's grieving!"

"Oh, but it's okay to cuddle with your ex-wife while your current wife is mourning your daughter?" Amy spat. "Do you even care that Lily is gone? Or is this more about getting back together with your ex-wife?"

"We've been over that," Elijah replied through his teeth. "I miss Lily very much. I have to wonder if you do, since you can't even muster up one tear for her loss. Are you made of stone or something?"

"Not everyone cries to show grief," Amy pointed out. "I grieve for Lily in my own way: privately."

It didn't take long for Selina to realize what she was in the middle of. "You know what?" She asked, sniffling, standing up from the sofa, and sticking the tissue she was using in her bra. "I think I need to get away for a bit. I'm gonna go in the kitchen and get a drink, then fix my mascara. I'm sure I look horrifying."

"Of course not," Elijah smiled at her. "You look beautiful!"

Selina teared up again. "You know how long it's been since a man that was not one of my sons or my friends called me beautiful? Much too long. Why don't you tell Amy she's beautiful too?"

"You stay out of this!" Amy cried. "I can handle my own husband, thank you. I don't need your help!"

"Fine," Selina scoffed and blew her nose. "I would have preferred a 'Thank you', but whatever."

When the bathroom door was slammed shut, Elijah faced Amy. "Would you stop this?" He whispered angrily. "You're embarrassing me!"

"Oh, that is just...how blind and self-centered are you to expect me to care about your feelings when you clearly don't give a damn about mine!" Amy got out. "I think I'm beginning to see why you and Selina got divorced!"

When Selina didn't come out of the bathroom after twenty minutes, Arthur went in to check on her. "Are Elijah and Amy done fighting?" She asked when she saw him. "I don't think I should be around them until they get their feelings out, cause I know I was the cause of the fight and I don't want to make things worse."

"You don't have to think that way," Arthur told her. "How they choose to react to your natural grief is their choice, not yours, as is any fighting that might happen because of it. I mean, it's not like you're going out of your way to seek Elijah's attention, are you?"

"No!" Selina shook her head. "I love your father!"

"Exactly," Arthur nodded. "What do you have to worry about, then?"

"Nothing," Selina replied matter-of-factly. "Now come with me, we have battles to plan!" He opened the door and heard a clunk and a cry.

"Damn it, Arthur!" Katherine told him. "I was on the other side of the door! I think you broke my nose!"

"I'm sorry," Arthur apologized and helped her to her feet, then got her some tissue. "But it's not like it will be broken forever, will it?"

"No," Katherine said in a nasally voice. "But it still hurts!"

"Do you need to use the bathroom?" Selina questioned. "We can leave if you do."

"No, I actually came to see what was taking so long for you to come back," Katherine replied, taking her hands off her nose and then rooting around in her purse for cotton balls and makeup remover. "You still have some eyeliner where it shouldn't be. Want me to get it for you?" She offered.

"You carry that stuff around in your purse?" Selina questioned.

"Yeah," Katherine nodded, got some liquid on a cotton ball, and then urged Arthur to move aside a bit so she could reach his mother and help clean her off.

"Thanks for your help," Selina told her. "This new, kinder phase of our relationship is taking some getting used to for me, but I like it."

"Yeah," Katherine nodded. "Me too."

They joined everyone else then and Klaus cleared his throat. "Our making battle plans is even more important for Sybil and me now Lucifer has come to our house and openly threatened our child. He wants to take him."

"Probably for some horrible purpose!" Sybil added. "That's why I told him we were all going to band together and kick his butt!"

"He threatened your child?" Sarah asked, thinking of Ellie and ignoring Junior, who was trying to comfort her by taking her hand. "That's terrible! I hope he isn't thinking of doing something like that with Ellie."

"Of course not," Junior said. "Ellie will be all right. She's not a demon, or even half one! What could he possibly want with her?"

"It's something I don't want to think about," Sarah shuddered.

"Why are you here?" Selina asked Junior. "I would think that this is the last place you would want to be."

"I didn't even invite him," Sarah informed her sister. "He just invited himself."

"And with good reason!" Junior remarked. "I found out, (don't ask me how), that John was part of the plot to make the demons go away. This is my way of making restitution."

"I wonder how you want me to thank you for your support," Sarah replied dryly. "You might talk the good talk, but you're kind of transparent."

"I'm not here because I want to win brownie points with you and get in your pants, all right?" Junior told her. "You'll probably never believe otherwise, but I'm not!"

"Based on our past history, you can't blame me for being skeptical," Sarah said. "You know I love Josh, I know you still want me, Josh is out of the way now..."

"And I just want to bond with Ellie," Junior finished. "You and Josh can be married and have babies and whatever. It doesn't matter to me."

"We'll see about that," Sarah told him, still not quite able to believe his speech."

"That's why I'm here too," Gwen added. "I mean, I lost Sybil's father, but my ex-husband was also part of the plot to make the demons go away, so...I'm here for both reasons."

"And Malachai," Jill added, taking Sarah's hand. "We're still not talking to him for making Josh and Christian disappear."

"What does your ex-husband have against my father?" Sybil questioned Gwen. "Why would he want to make him leave?"

"It kills him to see me happy with any man besides him and that was your father," Gwen replied. "A casualty of Mikael's petty, spiteful jealousy. I tried to make them get along, but it didn't work out how I wanted it to."

"How did you want it?" Sybil asked. "Did you want to be with both men?"

"No!" Gwen shook her head. "Well, maybe a little cause the attention is nice, but not really," she looked appealingly at Sybil. "You believe me, don't you?"

"Yes," Sybil sighed. "I suppose I do."

"Before we make a batttle plan, which is what we're all here for, remember," Klaus reminded them, "I think we should ask Jill if any plan we have has a chance of succeeding." He peered at Jill. "Will we win if we fight him?" He asked. "Or will we lose?"

"I don't know," Jill shrugged. "The visions come when they want to. I can't just turn them on and off."

"Try, would you?" Klaus implored.

"Fine," Jill sighed, shutting her eyes and trying to focus. But nothing came this time. "Sorry," she said. "But if I do see something that would aid in our fight, I will let you know."

"Good," Klaus nodded.

"But to just answer the question, I think we have a chance," Jill added. "We're all capable. We're all smart, we all have something to fight for. I think if we band together and cooperate, we can defeat Lucifer, even if he is the devil, and set our loved ones free!"

"I like the sound of that," Selina smiled. "Thanks, Jill."

"Yeah," Arthur added, putting his hands on his mother's shoulders and thinking of Lily's smile. "Thanks a lot, Jill."

"You're welcome," Jill told them. "I just hope I'm right."