A disclaimer: I don't own any characters from the show, just the OCs.

Lucifer

Chapter 10

Lux smiled as she made the bed. She still had that warm feeling deep within the depths of her stomach. She and Lucifer couldn't keep their hands off each other. They remained in each other's arms almost all night. Each time they made love, it was always hot and heavy as if it was their first time, every time. Nothing mattered more to Lux than Lucifer, he had been her gift. A gift she would cherish for all eternity. She just hoped Lucifer could forgive her for her deception. If remembering could keep Lucifer safe–if in fact he was what that creature was after–then so be it.

She could feel it watching her, even though she couldn't see it. She could only assume that while she was in the throes of passion she was too distracted to notice. She looked at the clock; it was almost seven, and Amenadiel was late. Perhaps he changed his mind about helping her, because it was going against what Lucifer wanted. Just when she was about to give up hope, she felt his celestial presence.

When Lux entered the living room, she found Amenadiel wearing a crisp, perfectly tailored gray suit. He stood erect, with an air of celestial grace surrounding him. It felt intimidating, but still she smiled.

"You're late," She said as her sun-dress swayed with each of her steps. She could feel the tremors start to tingle within her body.

"I apologize," Amenadiel said, a hand held out in a polite gesture. "I had to deal with something first. Are you sure you want to do this?"

"No. Not really," Lux said slowly placing her trembling hand in his, "But what choice do I have?"

"There are always other choices, Lux," He said sincerely, giving her hand a light squeeze, "We can come up with something else if you wish."

"There is no time." She could feel the shadow figure's monstrous gaze; it sent shivers up her spine. "I don't know what else to do. Right now this is my only option. Can we please, just get this over with?"

"Very well," Amenadiel said, taking in a very even breath. "Just remember, you will be reliving the experiences you had before you came here."

"I understand," Lux said, trying to contain the tremor in her small voice. Amenadiel's touch was soft and caressing as his fingers coiled their way around Lux's eyes. Warmth radiated from his hands as Amenadiel sent a temporary relaxing feeling through Lux's body.

Lucifer pushed the pedal down harder as he tore through the streets of Los Angeles. He had to get to Lux before it was too late. What the hell was she thinking? Didn't she trust him enough to find another way? He was not going to lose her again. He couldn't handle it a second time, he loved her too much for them to part.

When he arrived at his home, the rage within him boiled over at the sight of Amenadiel. The cracking sound echoed within Lucifer's ears as his fist made contact with Amenadiel's face.

"I told you to stop!"

"She asked me to, Lucifer."

"I don't give a damn what she asked you to do!" Lucifer shouted as the light continued to illuminate brightly around Lux. "I told you, I would find another way!"

The illumination dimmed slightly, and both brothers stopped and looked at her. The light still contained Lux, keeping her within the confines of its edges. Lucifer stood frozen. Her eyes were on them, and yet looked to be unseeing. The tears that rimmed her lashes tugged at Lucifer's heartstrings.

"Lux," Lucifer said softly, "Sweetheart…"

"What did I do wrong?" she whispered. That stopped Lucifer from touching her, his fingers only inches from her cheek. "What's wrong with me? Why am I not enough? He's going to have to leave and there is going to be nothing I can do."

Amenadiel frowned when she stopped. "It'll be alright Lux. Let it all come out. It'll get better. It's only been a short while." He knew that was what Michael had said to her after Lucifer's descent from Heaven. The look on her face drowned all of Heaven into a deeper melancholy. When Lucifer opened his mouth to speak Amenadiel cut him off quickly, "Say it,Lux. Tell him how you feel."

"How can I be happy when he is no longer with me? I can't miss him anymore. I don't want to. I wanted him to stay with me; I asked him. I begged him. He didn't want me there. He didn't even say good-bye. I don't want to miss him. He got himself cast out. What about me? What about me when he made the choices he did? Did he even consider how I would feel? I tried so hard to be what he needed me to be, and I failed. I failed him. I failed the one man who I need; who needed me. So I hurt him. I turned away. When he looked at me so desperately as he was sent down–I couldn't watch him fall. I turned away, because it hurt me to much. I–I hate him. I hate him, for not letting me be enough."

Lucifer felt his knees quake beneath him as he remembered the day she turned away from him. He could see the look on her face as he told her didn't want to see her. He hadn't wanted to see him fall from grace. The indescribable expression that had crossed her face as she turned away from him scorched his heart permanently, and haunted his memory to this day. It was still as clear as the day that it happened. The same expression adorned her face now… as the tears trickled down her cheeks.

"I'm sorry." Her voice was cracked and weak, as if she had cried for hours. "I'm so sorry, Lucifer. I am so sorry that I hurt you. I should've done more. I should've tried harder."

"Where did you go, Lux?" Lucifer choked out, "After I abandoned you." Seeing her in this much emotional pain was almost more than he could bear, especially, since he was the cause of her distress.

Lux's body jerked, as if she was writhing in pain, tears rolling down her cheeks as she pleaded and begged for mercy; from Mael no doubt.

"Where are you!?" Amenadiel demanded, but she continued to beg for her life.

Blood began to seep from Lux's ears and her body retched violently as she cried out in pure unadulterated agony

Her voice was meek, frail and frightened, "Help me, Lucifer."

"Damn it, Lux!" Lucifer roared as a white-hot rage ignited behind the tears in his eyes. He could recognize the moment her wings had been severed from her body. He could even tell which torture devices had been used on her with the way her body twisted in unnatural angles and the way she cried out for him. "I can't help you if you don't tell me where you are!"

That's when she said it, the one word that stopped his blood cold, made his breath catch, shattering his reality into pieces.

"Hell."

Before Lucifer could think, and let what she said sink in, he reacted. The blinding hot rage consumed him, clouding all common sense and judgment. Lucifer stormed out of his home and tore through the streets of Los Angeles, like the Devil he was.

A/N: There you go guys. Sorry it took me so long to get this chapter posted, but for some reason, I had a really hard time with it. I also spent seven hours in a car today, before finishing it. I hope you liked it. Will Lux going to Amenadiel for help cause problems between herself and Lucifer? Will her remembering affect their relationship? What is Mael up too, he's been pretty quite lately...don't you think? Fingers crossed Lucifer doesn't cause a mass panic next chapter. Until next time guys! Have a great day and please review!