Earth 9

Lucifer Leonard Snart X Cop Sara Lance

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She could feel the blood pooling around her, warm and wet as it soaked into her hair. Her shirt was clinging to her body, her limbs felt heavy. The frantic calls for help around her were dull and faded; indistinguishable from each other. Her vision blurred as she stared up at the overhead lights. They almost seemed to sparkle, like she was looking at them through an unfocused lens.

She felt cold all of a sudden, and her eyes trailed from the lights to the dark form standing in the shadows, just within her line of vision. The form moved into the light revealing a tall man with piercing blue eyes. He was rather handsome, she mused, in his perfectly tailored black suit. And he was glaring at her...no not her, her wound, the blood exsanguinating from her chest. She was angry that she was hurt, but that didn't make any sense, he didn't even know her.

Who was he.

"Stay with me Partner, you're going to be okay." the timber of Joe's voice snapped her attention back to the man kneeling beside her. His hand was squeezing her own, but she could barely feel it. "Come on kid, you're not goin' out like this." she wanted to believe that but the longer they stayed there waiting for help, the less likely she knew it was she would survive this. "You know how angry Iris would be if her best friend was there to stand with her at her wedding. You don't want to let her down kid, do you?"

She wanted to laugh at that. Iris was already stressed enough with her editor breathing down her neck and making wedding preparations. Having to find a new Maid of Honor would probably just make it worse. She wanted to tell him not to worry, that she would be fine, but she couldn't do that. The man with the blue eyes was standing behind Joe now and Sara was almost certain Joe couldn't see him, a fact that was proven true when he turned to follow her line of sight and said nothing as he turned back to her.

Everything seemed to blur around her as the paramedics arrived along with back up. The next thing she knew she was waking with a start in a hospital bed. Her father, stepmother and sisters were there surrounding her, worry etched on their exhausted faces. "Hey sweetheart." Donna greeted her softly. "Welcome back."

"You had us all worried." her father added. She could barely keep her eyes open as she looked from one face to another and sensing her struggle Laurel spoke up.

"Everybody's outside waiting to see how you're doing. We'll go tell them you're alright and you get some rest. Okay?" Sara nodded slowly and let sleep over come her immediately.

The next time she awoke, she was alone and the room seemed much colder, darker. She sat up, wincing as her movements pulled at her shoulder. "You should be careful." a deep voice drawled out from the shadows cast by the light in the hallway. She turned in time to see the blue eyed man from the warehouse step out of the darkness. He smirked at her.

"Who are you? Why couldn't Joe see you?" she asked.

"It's quite simple actually, you see, they can't see me, because I don't want them to see me." he told her all the while stepping closer. He stopped beside the bed, far enough so as not to make her nervous, but close enough that she could see him better.

"Fair enough." she finally replied. "But you didn't answer my first question." his smirk widened.

"I'm known by many names, one and the most notable of which is Lucifer." he explained and he watched as she tensed.

"Am I dead?"

"Not if I have anything to say about it." he told her. "You have a very long life ahead of you my dear. I have made sure of that."

"Why?"

Lucifer grinned stepping up to her and taking a seat beside her on the bed. "Because you're mine." he answered simply.

Sara looked away her thoughts began to race trying to pinpoint the moment she made a deal with devil. And yet she couldn't recall a moment like that.

"You didn't make the deal, Detective." his voice cut through her thoughts and she looked up wide eyed.

"I don't understand, how?"

"Your grandmother." he replied simply. "She thought she was being clever when she made the deal, never had to pay up her half but, well, I always get what's owed to me."

Her grandmother? The first Dinah was a kind woman who'd grown up poor with the voice of an angel and a dream of making it big. She'd moved to Star City in the hopes of doing just that but starting out hadn't been so easy for her.

"She wanted the fame, the fortune, everything really, my kind of girl to be honest, but as talented as she was she was too kind to do what it took to get what she wanted. That's where I came in." he explained. "You see, I offered her a deal. In exchange for her first born I'd ensure the right people were there when she needed them to be."

"First born? A little cliche don't you think? And besides my father was her first.. Her only son. Wouldn't he be what you're owed."

"Ah, but you see, Dinah was quite the negotiator. She convinced me to take her second born. Thought she'd be clever. She had your father and then had a hysterectomy a month later. No second born for her."

"And you let her do that? You're all powerful why wouldn't stop her?" Sara asked. Lucifer shrugged.

"I can be vindictive when I want. I got to watch her squirm later when she found out that if she couldn't complete the deal it would transfer to the next generation and so on and so forth until the debt was paid. She died, not by my hand mind you, before she could warn you father about what she did. And here you are."

Sara looked away, trying to process what she'd heard. It was the very definition of insanity and yet she couldn't deny that it all made sense in some way. The public had alway praised her grandmother for her ability to get to the top without stabbing anyone in the back in a world where it was expected of you. She never really understood how she had managed it, especially when she heard some of the horror stories her grandmother's friends would tell about her competition, but now it all made sense. She didn't have to be that person, because she had an ace up her sleeve.

"What do you want from me?" she finally asked.

"Quite frankly I've come to admire you for your sense of justice." he began. "I'm all about punishing those who deserve it you know. I want you to continue your good work and occasionally I'd like you to run a little errand for me or do me a little favor. I'll protect you from all consequence of course, but well… there you have it."

Lucifer stood from the bed and turned to face her, reaching into the inside breast pocket of his suit jacket. "When you're feeling better, come see me." he handed her the card he pulled out and she took it, reading the neat black print.

Saints and Sinners

Leonard Snart

Proprietor

She knew this place, it was a high end nightclub at the heart of Central City. Iris had her heart set on going there for her Bachelorette Party, but all the place was booked and she'd never make enough money in her lifetime to ever jump the weight list.

Sara looked up from the card to ask him who Leonard Snart was, but there was no one there. Her family and friends piled into her room not long after and she put all thoughts of the Devil out her her mind.

For now.