Warning: Description of disturbing behaviour and language

I won nothing but the plot and Iris Eveningstar

All things strange

Lucifer was standing by the piano, buried deep in his thoughts. He looked at the cranes, motionless, waiting to be used. He looked at the hills of dirt, waiting to be turned into something else. The glass façade was dirty, cut into little square glasses of the industrial era. Some of them were broken which is rarely a problem in Los Angeles. Some of them have points drawn on them and lines. There is a constellation there, waiting to be united with the real thing once earth turns its back to the sun. Amongst debris, garbage and a brand-new piano, Lucifer tried to understand.

He had failed to locate Iris, just as Chloe if the lack of communication was any indication. The blasted girl had been wiped off the face of earth. So, he decided to do a bit of detecting and visit the wretched thing she called home. He was surprised to see a handful of uniforms guarding the place, not as discreetly as they should have. They had told him that no one had come by or had attempted to enter the perimeter whatsoever. Iris had not returned home, not even for her things. There was a sack de voyage filled with hideous clothes, a folder of medical papers and a necklace. It was handmade, wooden, a small angel.

Why would a woman have something like that hidden in her things? Shouldn't she have it on her all the time? Was not that the way women did in all movies?

Lucifer found a cloth stained with blood. It had be from the cut on her foot. He kept it in his pocket and had stood by the piano for the better part of an hour. There was no sign of the girl, or any indication where she might be. Amenadiel still did not answer his calls which was suspicious and he was starting to lose his patience.

But then there were the murders. There was something in them that bothered him. The detective had been right assuming that Iris was somehow involved but…

At first he'd thought she was some kind of angel, so If that man had seen her wings it would be only natural for his heart to stop. Some humans did not take divinity so well. The second victim though had been killed while Iris had been with him. It started to look like some kind of ritual to him. He had the feeling that more bodies would appear around the warehouse and THAT would have something to do with Iris's true nature.

By someone who knew, who had seen.

So, it was only natural that they had to find the killer, so they could tell them!

Without further ado, Lucifer walked out and into his car. Finally, he had a plan!

Chloe was sitting on her desk taken by the files. The reports were written in such detail that would put Jo Nesbo in shame.

… According to Witness A. the victim appeared falling out of nowhere, minutes after the construction site had closed for the day. She fell upon a pile of dirt. The witness says that he heard a weird sound as if there had been a thunder on a clear sky. The witness A. called 911 but the victim got up and walked towards the exit. She had been swaying on her feet and kept saying a word, "Chet". The door of the site had been left open by the guard. According to the witness, the moment the victim stepped on the street, there was a distinct sound of brakes, but the victim was ran over, nonetheless.

The doctors' report was a nightmare. She had burns of third degree on various parts of her body, especially her back but no injuries indicating a fall. She had dislocated shoulder blades,... how can someone dislocate their shoulder blades? The hit from the track had left her almost paralyzed, with a shuttered arm and a half broken scalp. She had been revived 7 times and had lost 9 lt of blood. Yet, she had recovered.

The burn injuries had left no fingertips, which was a convenient way to erase someone from the system. The whole thing smelled like the mafia to her. Chloe had been convinced that Lucifer came from a mob family. Even though she could not place a mob family named after the bible, the whole thing sure looked like it. Lucifer appeared out of nowhere five years ago with a vast amount of money and quickly went up the ladder of criminal life in L.A. He had a very good knowledge of how things worked and was doing people favors only to collect when the time was right. He dressed like the Godfather, called Amenadiel his brother – who was quite suspicious on its own-, he was afraid his mother would take revenge because he had "put her away" and his father had tortured and thrown him away because he had disobeyed.

Yeah, the whole thing sounded pretty much like mafia to her. It would explain Charlotte Richards's ascent to the law industry. Every mob needs a good lawyer. The more she read Iris's file, the more she cemented the idea that what Lucifer called "family" was indeed a criminal organization and Iris had somehow received the hard end of it and its rivals. Which meant that, if she was right, the murders were messages to … the Morningstar Familia.

The alarm went off on her phone, reminding it was time to pick Trixie up. Chloe closed the files, putting them away. There was a last one waiting. She had promise Trixie more time, but it wouldn't hurt to read it while she was asleep. She had a feeling the case went very deep.

Chloe went to the parking to pick her car. She was almost in it when she heard the distinct sound of the Corvette's brakes. Her heart jumped to her lips. She wasn't ready to meet him yet. Though, she had to, she had to talk to him for a gazillion things.

"Detective!" his melodious voice filled her ears and she cursed her heart for making a double jump at it.

"Lucifer, I was just leaving. I have to pick Trixie up." She said. He didn't look as well as he wanted to look. He seemed tired and nervous. Maybe he had found something out?

"Always with the hell spawn. Let me not keep you then, it's not as if we have a killer to catch." He snapped at her. He was definitely not ok.

"What is the matter, Lucifer?" she asked him.

"Nothing is the matter, detective! We have two dead mates, a killer to punish and a deranged- resurrected- girl who wreaks havoc in my city and you have the spawn to take home."

"I can't do this right now, I can't do you, right now, I will be late. Come by my home after Trixie is asleep." She said and a creepy smile appeared on his face.

"is that you, detective, asking the devil to come by your home and do the nasty?" he said.

"Come whenever you want but you will probably have to play monopoly with Trixie before we can actually talk on the case." She and entered the car putting more force on the door than needed.

Lucifer let out a sigh and walked to the elevator. Why were they so tensed today? They had been fine so far. Then the girl appears and everything goes to… well, heaven.

"Magnificent, ms. Lopez!" he yelled entering the forensics Lab. The petite forensics specialist looks up smiling, stopping her little dance to a silent song.

"There he is, the man of the day!" she says. Lucifer looks at her quizzically.

"I will not argue with you but care to tell me what makes you confess that sentiment today?" Lucifer asked.

"Because…. Man, you… oh, you really didn't. She was telling me the truth." Lopez said.

"Care to elaborate?"

"Uhm, there was a rumor going on, I mean it's been going on for as long as I'm here but today it was…" Lucifer gave her his impatient face. He really had no patience for the scientist's happy rattle today.

"Dan went on about how Chloe slept over at your house yesterday and that she was tired and stuff. Chloe told me she had been over for the case but I think Dan may have given people the wrong image." She spilled it.

"Well, I personally don't give a rat's ass about other people's opinion about my sex life but the detective must have been furious! I must have a chat with the douche." He said and turned around stopping at the last minute. "Before I go punish Detective Espinoza, I have a favor to ask, case – related." He said and got the blood stained cloth out of his pocket. Ella grabbed a rubber glove from the table and snatched it away.

"Where did you get this? Is it from today's crime scene? How could I have missed it?" She went on forcing Lucifer to rub his temples to calm to down.

"I have a feeling it belongs to a ms. Eveninstar, if you are familiar with her."

"The weirdo?" She asked and he nodded.

"Do your magic, ms. Lopez, I want all that you can find." He said and caught Ella's grin just before he vanished.

Lucifer watched as people in the department stared and whispered. It was worse than the first time he had entered the department as a -civilian-counselor. Glances and whispers had faded away in time and he hated that they had returned for such a delicate matter. Something that would make the detective feel uncomfortable. A false rumor by her ex-husband non the less. In, time he had come to place the Douche in that category of people that he would not hangout with, found them terribly boring and miserable and slow but he would trust him enough to do as deemed right.

That made him unique really.

At this moment though, Lucifer, was just glad. Oh, he was so glad the douche had done something so stupid. The feral smile on his face just gave it away. He had been itchy since that morning. He needed someone to fight, someone to punish, to hurt and DANIEL had given him the perfect chance. The sense of guilt filled the corridor as the detective caught sight of the devil.

"No, wait, Lucifer, I did not mean it like that, I never thought, people are, you know people." Dan said backing away from him. Unfortunately, Lucifer was too fast for him and had him cornered in the blink of an eye.

"Did you enjoy it? Making her feel like the center of tabloids again?" He hissed.

"I swear it man, I did not think…"

"Do you ever?"

"Look, put me down ok? I was tired, I was cranky and I said something that was misunderstood. I made a mistake, ok? Sorry for being human." Dan said. Lucifer looked at him with his eyes burning with anger. A moment later, the detective hit the floor.

"You have no idea" Lucifer replied. He turned around, straightening his jacket. The moment had passed, he didn't feel like torturing him anymore. He heard the detective scrabbling to his feet, trying to catch his breath.

"You're mad and dangerous." He said. Lucifer chuckled at that. Nothing new there. "It actually amazes me the length you'd go to keep Chloe safe and happy. The length you think you need to go, it's scary." Dan said. Ok, now Lucifer was confused. However, the douche was right, he would go to the Hell and back for her.

Maybe you already have, Luci, maybe it had been always meant to be

"Remember that, the next time you decide you are too tired to keep your mouth shut." Lucifer said.

"Don't worry, I have already started spreading the rumor that Rodriguez has high blood sugar and we should help him avoid sugar… at all costs." Dan said followed by an angry officer exiting the launch room furious accompanied by another officer who ate a chocolate with a smug on her face. Lucifer was impressed.

"Trying to redeem yourself, the devil's way. I am quite impressed, detective douche. Since you obviously feel so guilty I will exploit that feeling to ask you a favor." The devil said giving the detective his best professional smile.

"I do not like the sound of that." Dan said.

"It seems that my brother has gone missing. Now, he may be in a monastery of sorts, or not but I have need of him, pronto. So, do me a favor and find him for me. Bring him to Chloe's apartment. I … will… be… there." He said slowly and sensuously. Detective douche looked at him with amusement.

"Even though the idea you might at some point sleep with my ex-wife disturbs me, it would really be a relief if you guys did something about it. I, for once, will not watch her get drunk, or pretend to have a party just to console her on your unexplained disappearance and marriage." That said, Dan left the devil dumbfounded and picked his phone to pull a BOLO for one Amenadiel Morningstar.

Lucifer stood there for a few minutes just looking at the man. In his mind, he could see Chloe lying in his bed, wearing his shirt, crying herself to sleep. Why had she been to his penthouse? Why had she slept in his bed and wore his shirt … on her birthday?

Because she missed you, you dumbass!

It had been her birthday, the day YOUR FATHER doomed her in a life connected to the devil, the day she became not only possible but a living miracle, his miracle. The day she had drawn her first breath and had opened those fierce green eyes for the first time…

She only wanted you there, and you weren't.

Were you afraid Luci?

No, Candy had needed him. Candy who had helped him hurt Chloe and then she had helped him get her back.

Don't you see that she is afraid of losing you? How many times must a girl tell you, you big oaf?

Lucifer snapped back into reality. There was a soft sound vibrating in his ears, a humming in his chest. He recognized it. He hated it that he did. He looked around as if he would them, waiting for them to appear to him like Amenadiel had done so many times. He wished they did and he wished they didn't.

They didn't

Chloe thanked Missy's mum and took Trixie to the car. Her little monkey was pent up with energy, babbling about one thing or another in school. Chloe smiled as she entered the car. She had missed this. The innocent little things that troubled her kid rather than the gruesome crimes she had to face daily.

"So, Miss Johnson says that we are having a theater play and there is going to be a casting and it is going to be a musical and I want so in mommy! I'll get to be like granny and you!" Trixie said smiling.

"Do you really want to be an actress, monkey?" Chloe asked a bit scared.

"I'm not sure yet. I have not given up on being a ninja or a doctor. King of Mars is still on the list, I may change that to queen of Hell."

That was the second time her child had made her spill her coffee in one day. She hit the brakes on time, sparing them the collision with the car before them.

"Queen of Hell? Monkey why would you want to be queen of Hell?" Chloe asked her.

"Maze said…" there we go again "… that Hell is cool and fun and Lucifer is the King there and if you won't be his Queen then I will be. He must be really lonely when he is there." She said dead serious.

"Baby, Lucifer is not the King of Hell."

"Mommy" Trixie said looking at her through the car's mirror as if she was the stupidest person in the world.

Better get used to it Decker, you will be getting a lot of those looks in a few years. Karma is a bitch.

"Lucifer says he is the Devil and Lucifer never lies. Besides he IS Lucifer and like grandma Maria likes to say, He is the doomed angel of evil" Trixie said trying a voice between Dan's mother and a horror movie, which were not that far.

"Let's stick to the Ninja – Doctor thing." She said. Trixie frowned once again before going back to explaining all the details about the school play which apparently was The hunchback of Notre dame.

Minutes past and the duo found themselves outside the Santa Maria de Los Angeles. Talk about coincidence. For some reason, traffic had been heavy in that particular section of the road. For some reason, Chloe had decided to follow that route. Strange, she never actually had done that before.

"I wish I could sing like that!" Trixie said interrupting the narrative from the actual story. Chloe became conscious again filled with adrenaline at the familiar voice. She looked outside her window and saw Iris standing by a street musician. She was playing the accordion and sang "Praise to the Lord". The horn from the cars made her move a bit closer to the duet. People seemed unaffected by it. There were a few gathered in front them looking at them in awe but nothing reminded her of the previous night's apocalypse.

The music stopped, and the girl looked directly at her. She had a small smile on her face. She said something to her partner and walked towards the car.

"Hello, Am, I had been expecting you." She said and then looked at Trixie.

"You have a really beautiful voice!" the child said smiling. Iris actually blushed and opened the door to enter the car.

"You have a wonderful melody" Iris answered! Chloe looked at the girl shocked. She couldn't stop the images that went by her mind, the crime report coming alive on the girl's face.

"Are we not moving?" she asked smiling. Chloe got out of the shock and moved the car ceasing the maddening horns from the cars.

"I am Beatrice but everybody calls me Trixie, do you know mommy?" Trixie asked Iris. As per usual Iris was humming an unknown melody. She didn't seem very keen on answering.

"Iris is … part of a case, monkey. She is very unique." Chloe said. Trixie frowned before widening her eyes in realization. Not that Chloe could imagine what Trixie had realized.

"Is she Lucifer's family? She looks like him and she has a beautiful voice like him." Trixie asked.

"Yet he no more, as yesterday,

Falls down into the sea;

What dost thou care, o shape of clay,

If it is I or he?

You live accompanied by weal

In your all-narrow fold,

Whilst in my boundless world I feel

Both deathless and dead cold."

Chloe and Trixie looked at Iris who seemed to be very far away. The accordion on her hands was playing a sad rhythm. Then suddenly went silent and changed into the well know theme of The Hunchback of Notre Dame. Iris turned around grinning at Trixie.

"It's all over the place, I can hear it coming from you. You like it?" She asked and the weird poem was forgotten for the rest of the ride. Trixie and Iris were chatting happily about Disney songs and how Iris should teach Trixie how to sing in order to get the Esmeralda role. Iris was not so fond of the idea but she kept chatting with her daughter. Due to traffic Chloe had enough time to take a second look at the girl. She had changed clothes, probably something out of Lucifer's closet. She had gotten the clothes full of dirt. The shoes she had given her were gone and her feet were full of mud and dried blood.

Had she hurt herself? She knew that a lot of tortured people tent to do that.

She got her phone out and sent a message to Lucifer, to let him know she had Iris and that they were heading to her apartment. Not a moment later her phone rang.

"Detective, where are you? I'll be there in a second." Lucifer sounded angry and worried.

"I am driving home, we are fine…"

"YOU ARE IN DANGER" his voice reached both Iris and Trixie , who squeled with joy.

"Is it Lucifer? I want to say hi, I want to say hi, I want to say hi" Trixie started. The traffic was moving, Trixie was yelling, Lucifer was yelling and Iris had started to chant something in a weird language.

"Look, I will call you as soon as we are home. There has been singing and talking and things have been really smooth so far. So there is nothing for you to worry ok? I will be expecting you." She said and hanged up on him. Trixie frowned on her and Iris said something about the Eveningstar crying and Chloe knew it was going to be a long way home.

Lucifer turned off his phone cursing. She had the girl. She was alone with her and the child away from him. If anything happened, he could not protect them. That could not happen, THAT would be unacceptable. As he was getting ready to call the detective again his phone went off.

AMENADIEL

FINALLY

"Where in the me have been brother?" Lucifer yelled.

"Did you have the police looking for me? I have been locked up in…"

"We have an emergency and you were not answering, what was I suppose to do? Pray to Dad?" Lucifer yelled. He stirred the Corvette to the right and parked in front of the beach. He jumped out and started walking up and down nervously.

"I had been secluded, I needed some peace. What is it so important?" Amenadiel asked.

"Oh, nothing, it is just an unknown celestial being roaming Los Angeles causing people to go absolutely bananas, be killed and is now with the detective putting her life in dire danger!" Lucifer screamed.

"Are we talking about you again?" Amenadiel said making Lucifer physically growl. He wanted to smash something. He approached a trash been and kicked it so hard it disappeared into the sea. So much for those environment freaks.

"I don't have time for this. Do you know any celestial being, angel, demon, wizard, zombie or whatever, called Iris? Black hair, black eyes, angelic voice bewitching people?" Lucifer asked his brother.

"Iris? No, I don't know any Iris but there are thousands of angels matching that description. You for example." Amenadiel said.

"I am not an angel anymore, now focus. I need you to put that thick head into use and fast. Was there anyone else who might have gotten out of hell these past two years? Someone you or maybe a demon…"

"No" Amenadiel said and he was dead serious. "That happened only one time and won't happen again." The archangel said. Lucifer let out a deep, frustrated sigh. "What is the matter, brother? Talk to me." Amenadiel said.

"Has anyone … Fallen?" Lucifer asked. His voice was raw with emotion. He remembered Iris standing next to him so scared to reach the railing, because she had fallen. Because she was afraid she would fall again.

There was a long silence before Amenadiel answered.

"Luci, Falling off Heaven is not a game, you should know that better than anyone. I can't help you if you are not clear with me." Amenadiel said. Lucifer sighed and let his body fall on the sand. He really had no time for this. Why did Amenadiel had to lose his wings? He could pray and he would come. He had always came…

But you have wings, Luci, you can go to him

"Iris Eveningstar, ring any bells?" he said. He was so tired.

"The Eveningstar…, yes, but not Iris." Pause "The one I know would have never fallen." Amenadiel added.

"How can you be so sure? You have been exiled from the Silver City for two years now." Lucifer said when his brother did not reply, the devil rolled his eyes and fell back, heavy against the sand. The sun was setting and he could feel the Eveningstar pulsing with excitement.

"Oh, don't tell me that Dad got another favorite! Can't you see brother? We are all pawns! Look where his favorite sons are! Punished! And you don't even want to know how Iris is…" he said that last bit in a low voice.

"Luci, it is not like that. Jo was different."

"Jo?"

"Jophiel, yes. Anyway if something that big had happened don't you thing we would know?" Amenadiel tried to reason with the devil.

"Meet me at the detective's apartment. Be there as soon as possible. Daniel will release you." Lucifer said and turned his phone off.

There was a chance Iris could be his sister. A sister who had fallen. Another favorite child who had failed the Almighty Dad and she had been punished. She had been ruined. The devil got up, cleaning up a bit. He would very much like a shower and a change of clothes. He needed to go to Chloe… no, to the detective. He needed to be with the detective, find out about Iris, help her, protect them…

His phone went off again. Did the damn thing never cease? He swore if he ever went back to Hell he would reserve a special place for its inventor. A cell with ever ringing phones.

"Maze, I don't have time"

"You, do alright because Decker brought home a stray angel." She said. There was no doubt in her voice, no second thoughts.

"Iris?"

"Yeah, that weird thing that wreaks of Heaven and light. She's saying some really weird stuff, too." Maze said. Suddenly a very Trixie scream was heard on the background.

"Was that the child screaming? What is going on, Mazikeen, answer me!" Lucifer's wings went off before he could hold himself.

"Relax, Lucifer, it's just Trixie playing Karaoke with the Angel. I can't say she looks threatening in any way. And I really don't like angels." Maze said. Lucifer sighed in frustration. At least Mazikeen was there.

"Don't leave them alone. I'll be there in about half an hour. Maze, it is really important."

"When did I ever say no to kick some celestial ass?" she said and turned off.

Lucifer reached his car and turned it on. He needed a shower and a change of clothes and lots, lots of patience.