Chapter Nine

Divine Intervention

Several months had passed since Lucifer and Lailah began seeing each other. The two spent any and all free time together, enjoying the simplicity that came with being a couple who care deeply for each other. Their friends had noticed the change in their demeanors, that they seemed happier than ever. On top of their growing relationship, Lailah had developed girlfriends with Chloe, Ella, Linda, and Maze. When Lucifer was busy being a flashy club owner, the five of them would hit the scene, having more fun than they should. Eventually ending up at Lux, more or not thoroughly drunk and giggling like school girls. This always gave Lucifer a good laugh as he watched them be ridiculous as the danced around the club.

Towards the end of the evening, Lucifer would sneak up and steal Lailah from her girl squad, taking her for a dance or two before putting her to bed for the night and curling up beside her. All while they enjoy their blissful relationship, Lucifer still had a bit of a shadow to deal with. He had done his best to keep his mother from showing up while Lailah was around. He wanted to keep her safe and his mother wasn't someone she was safe around.

Lucifer walked out of the shower, towel wrapped around his waist as he went toward his bar, getting his first drink of the day and to check his phone. Lailah had only just left before his shower and he wanted to make sure she got to work on time. As he turned the corner, he nearly jumped out of his towel as he saw his mother and brother sitting in his living room. "What the bloody hell are you two doing here? Or better question can't you knock?" he said as he tightened his towel and worked his way to his bar. "Clearly, I need to change my locks."

Lucifer's mother got up from the sofa and walked over to embrace her son. "Sorry we didn't call ahead, Son, but I figured you'd just continue to ignore my calls anyway," she said as she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him.

Lucifer quickly backed away from his mother as he gave her an annoyed look. "Mum...please," he said as he made a beeline for his closet. "What are you two doing here?"

"Lucifer, we need your help. We all need to go home and we can't do that without you, Son. You are the Lightbringer. The one that can take us home," his mother recited again, trying to tempt him into storming the gates of Heaven. However, he no longer had any need to go back to Heaven. He had Lailah.

Lucifer made quick work of getting dressed, not feeling the need to be unclothed in front of his mother and made his way back out into the living room. He continued to give his mother an annoyed look and his brother an exhausted look. "Mum, I have no interest in going back home. My home is here. I am happy here!" he bit out, annoyed.

"What is so great about humans? What is it about them that draws you here?" she asked, annoyed at not getting her way with her son.

"For one, they're not self-righteous like everyone back home. I am free here and guess what, mother, I like that," he said as he faced off against her.

"Just like your father, such an interest in these weak pathetic skin sacks," she mumbled as she turned from her son and began to rant aloud. "What? Is it that Detective that keeps your interest? Or your doctor friend?"

"Mom, please," Amenadiel started before his mother turned back to his brother.

"It's Lailah, isn't it? She refuses to go back home. So you won't go back home. What is your interest in a low level angel like her? She's not worth anything to us," she said without a care.

Anger instantly filled Lucifer as his eyes glowed a dangerous red. "Don't you dare talk about her. Don't say another word about her, mother. I'm warning you!" he said as he glared hard at her.

The Goddess gave Lucifer an incredulous look as she crossed her arms. "And what are you going to do about it?" she asked even as he had no answer. "I did not raise my children to speak to me like that."

"Stay away from her, mum! You have done enough damage to her," he said as he finished getting ready to leave. He was done with his family.

"Luci, please. Be reasonable," Amenadiel said as he approached his brother.

"No. I don't have to be reasonable. I will not be bullied into mother's wishes. I have found my place. I am happy where I am and nothing either of you say or do will change that," he said as he gave them a hard look before getting into his elevator. "See yourselves out!"

The Goddess watched as her son left, anger clear in his eyes with annoyance clear in hers. After a moment, she walked over to her other son and rested a hand on his shoulder. "He always was so stubborn," she said as she took a seat on his couch. "There has to be a way to get him to see reason."

"Mom, why can't we just let him be. He seems genuinely happy. Is it wrong to let him enjoy his time here?" Amenadiel ask as he sat next to her. "I mean, we can't push him much further. Especially with what happened with Uriel. We've lost him and if you are not careful, you could lose him too."

"We need him, Son! He is the key to getting back home. Our whole family needs to be home," she said as she looked out over the city. "And Lailah. What hold does she have over him?"

"They make each other happy," Amenadiel said as he looked at his mother. "Is that wrong?"

"You know Lucifer, Amenadiel. He's about passion, free will, excitement, enjoying the pleasure of the cosmos and yet he is interested in her? A lower level angel who had one job in heaven and is very dull if you ask me," she said as more of an afterthought.

"Perhaps they love each other," Amenadiel said before realizing what he said. He watched as his mother went wide before they frowned and it was then that he knew that she was plotting something.

"Love. What is there to love about Lailah?" she scoffed before quickly grabbing her purse and heading for the elevator.

"Mom? Where are you going?" Amenadiel asked as he hurried after her, only to be stopped by her.

"I have somewhere to be. I'll see you later," she said as the elevator doors shut.

Lailah walked out of the NICU ward after checking up on her most recent delivery. The poor child was born to a woman who couldn't fight her addictions and her very premature son needed all the help he could get. Lailah hated those cases. She did the best of her ability to insure a safe delivery of the child, a part of her not caring if the mother survived. Only the part that hated the human for not caring enough about the innocent soul that was now suffering and struggling just to survive.

She heard her phone rang and couldn't help the sad smile that came over her face as she answered the phone. "Just the devil I wanted to talk to," she said softly as he leaned up against the wall.

"You sound sad, love. What's wrong?" Lucifer asked, hearing the tone of her voice.

"I struggle with some deliveries. We had a mother come in in premature labor. Her son is heavily addicted to narcotics. He is only 2 lbs. He could barely breathe. It kills me to see them so vulnerable and it's their own mothers who are to blame for their conditions," she said softly.

"Will the child survive?" he asked, his tone soft and gentle.

"If we're lucky and he can handle the withdraw. Police and child services will be coming to charge the mother and to take custody of the baby. They're looking for the father now. I'll be heading to my office to fill out the official report to end this woman's motherhood before it even began. Today, I feel like the devil," she said softly.

"You are punishing a woman who harm a vulnerable innocent. I wouldn't call you a devil. You are just protecting the one that needs it the most," Lucifer explained trying to comfort her.

"Dr. Coventry?" a voice said beside her.

Lailah looked up to the see the head of the hospital's legal team smiling at her. "Hang on, Lucifer," she said as she turned towards him. "Hey Howard, what's going on?"

"There is a lawyer in the conference room that needs to speak to you," he explained.

"Am I being sued? I didn't receive anything," she asked.

"No. Not at all. She has a case and needed to speak to our best obstetrician to explain some medical terminology and anything else she needs. I nominated you seeing as you're the only doctor I've never needed to defend," he said with a chuckle.

"What an honor...I have a few minutes to spare. I can help her out," she said before heading towards the conference room. "Lucifer, I'm gonna have to call you back. This shouldn't take long."

"Enjoy your conversation. I'll pick you up after your shift," he said before saying his goodbyes.

Lailah placed her phone in her pocket as she opened the door to see the Goddess of Creation standing in the conference room. "What the hell do you want?" she bit out.

"Lailah, good to see you. I just need a few minutes of your time," she said as she gave her a sweet smile. "I promise that I come in peace. I just want to talk to you."

"There's nothing to say. I don't want anything to do with you!" Lailah shouted as she turned to leave.

The Goddess quickly grabbed Lailah's arm and forced her to look at her. "Then I'll be quick. End things with Lucifer," she said as she gave her a hard look.

"Seriously? You have no right to order me to do anything," Lailah said as she actually laughed in the Goddess' face but even as she laughed, her anxiety and anger grew within her.

The Goddess glared darkly at Lailah as she got in her face. "You're a very annoying angel. Throwing yourself at my sons. You teased Michael and then rejected him in front of his father, getting him in trouble. Now you've chased after my Lucifer. Stirring more trouble in my family? You think Michael will simply let you be with his little brother? Do you think Lucifer would turn against his brother? Turn against me? He killed Uriel to protect me."

Lailah's laughter died from her eyes as they turned dark and full of hatred. "Do you even know your son? Do you even know anything else past your own self-righteous entitlement? Michael is a monster like you. Lucifer…Lucifer is the most amazing and genuine being I have ever met! I trust him completely. I...I love him," she confessed as she realized the words that came out of her mouth. Even the Goddess couldn't hide her surprise but Lailah wasn't going to give her a chance to interrupt. "And I will never do a damn thing to hurt him. If he wants me gone than that is one thing. But I will not be the one to walk away. You and your family have hurt him enough. He deserves better than you and everyone else in the Silver City."

The Goddess glared darkly as she slowly approached the angel, like a predator, prepared to rip apart her prey. With lightning speed, her hand clamped around Lailah's neck, holding it tight enough to make her gasp for air. Lailah's wing sprung forward, to protect her. "You'll regret making an enemy of me, little angel. I am the Goddess of Creation. God's Wife. Mother to Lucifer and of all. If you will not do as I order, Lucifer will. I will have him end this farce of a relationship before the day is done. And if I ever see you again, after this, I will rip your pretty little wings from your back and sending you down to Hell," she threatened.

Lailah slapped the Goddess, forcing her to lose her grip. "Go. To. Hell. Goddess of All," she said before retracting her wings and walking out of the room. Tears stung at her eyes as she made quick work to her office, slamming the door behind her. Her body shook from anger and fear and anxiety. She had gone toe to toe with the Goddess of Creation and knew nothing good come from that. As she placed her head in her hands, she heard a faint voice.

"Lailah. Lailah," the voice said. Lailah put her hand in her pocket and cursed. Placing the phone to her ear, she paused. "It's alright. I will take care of this. Of her. Please do not worry. I love you too."