Chapter Seven:

(No I haven't forgotten this story; I just got busy with school work)

"Ni-" Grace said, "Lucifer" Grace corrected herself; it had been a few hours since he told her his true identity, she still trying to come to terms with the fact. "Hmm?" he asked lazily, he was holding her hand. They had been lying in bed in each other's arms since he came clean. "You were an angel right?" she asked, "I'm archangel" he corrected a hint of pride in his voice. She turned to look at him "since you're an archangel do you have wings?" she asked a hint of hopefulness was laced in her voice. "Six sets" he clarified causing Grace to turn around and look at him "can I see them?" she asked a smile crossing her face.

"Your senses are too dull to actually see them but you can see the shadows" Lucifer told Grace who scrunched her nose too dull? Lucifer smirked then touched her forehead and teleported the two of them to abandoned warehouse. Grace was holding Lucifer tightly and breathing heavily. "You can open your eyes" he said amused, she slowly opened her eyes and looked around at their surroundings. "Why'd you bring me here?" she asked, still holding Lucifer, Grace didn't take too well to teleporting it left her with the feeling of uneasiness. "So you can see my wings. Your place is a bit small" he told, she released him and looked at the warehouse again. The warehouse was huge, how big could his wings be?

Suddenly he filled the room with a light that was bright for only several seconds. Then it dimmed and that's when she saw them. He was right her place was too small, his wings were enormous. Grace started at them with awe even if they were the shadows. Then as quickly as they appeared they were gone. Lucifer was studying her expression, amazement was on her face. "Gracie?" he asked, "yes?" she asked back she wished she could see his actual wings. "Why did you believe me when I said I was the devil?" he asked after he told her about his true identity he was a bit surprised she believed him granted he was happy she did but it still bothered him a bit.

"Nobody in their right mind would claim to be the devil" she started out then said "and you seemed sane to me. So I figured you had to be telling the truth or playing a joke". Lucifer was looking at Grace, "I decided to choose the former" she finished. She was telling the truth after all, how many people go around claiming they're the devil? Even in a joking matter? Lucifer considered this then started feeling slightly guilty. Grace had accepted him for being the devil and more importantly still loved him when any sane human would have ran away and yet he still calls her kind hairless apes. He sighed softly, Grace didn't deserve that considering in a sense he was calling her the same name.

"Let's go back" he suggested touching her forehead. When Grace opened her eyes she saw that they were back at her place. "Lucifer are you alright?" Grace asked him touching his shoulder; he moved them up and down the warmth was escaping through her fingertips. "Yes" he said it was a lie, but how do you tell the woman you love you hate her kind?

Lucifer kissed Grace, well he doesn't hate humans as much as he used to.

Three Weeks later:

Grace was sleeping on Lucifer's chest he was dragging his fingers through her hair. He was doing his best to keep her hidden from his family and the demons. His family would probably have a heart attack if it were possible, after all Lucifer fell because he hated humans and now here he is with one as a girlfriend. They would probably think he went mad. Lucifer sighed and kissed the top of Grace's head. Maybe he was crazy.

One Week Later:

It had been four weeks since Lucifer came clean, yet he still hasn't told her about the apocalypse nor has he told her about his disliking of humans. Yesterday a demon had followed Lucifer and found out about Grace, she taunted him. Saying if Grace's body is the one he wants then she'll just have to use it while they have fun. This was a poor choice for the demon because as soon as she left, Lucifer went after her and tortured her until she revealed only she knew about Grace then he killed the demon.

That was another piece of information Grace was unaware of, along with the fact Lucifer killed her ex-boyfriend and he obviously wasn't going to come clean about that. Lucifer and Grace were out on a date, Grace has noticed at times Lucifer face looks like he has a rash of some sorts on his face. Did angels even get rashes?

"Lucifer" Grace said setting her fork down, "Yes?" he asked "are you alight?" she questioned. "Why wouldn't I be?" he asked back "well the other day it looked like you have a rash on your face" she stated, he touched his face "uh don't worry about it" he said, he almost forgotten. His vessel was wearing down fast and he needed Sam to say yes but that won't happen unless he was away from Dean which would never happen the two were to codependent on each other. "Gracie I'm fine" he held her face in his hands, she frowned in disappointment "okay" she said quietly. She thought he wasn't going to lie to her, Lucifer saw the disappointment. "Gracie you have nothing to worry about" Lucifer said, she looked up at him "okay?" he questioned. "Okay" she replied back but she still felt like there was something wrong.

Note: I only Grace and her family

Note 2: The time this chapter takes place is during the episode the song remains the same.

Note 3: I wanted to have Lucifer show his wings to Grace in the last chapter but every time I wrote it, I didn't like how it turned out then I decided to have Lucifer show his wings to Grace later.

P.S: I made a tumblr blog for this story and that's where the pictures are now, if you want to follow the link is on my profile.