The next morning Persephone was sitting at her desk in the precinct. She had left for work early. Her eyes tirelessly focused on the computer screen. The events of yesterday weighed heavily on her mind. She had found her husband with another woman in his arms. They appeared to be enjoying their contact. His lips on hers. The house shook from her rage. She remembered the look of fear in the other woman's eyes. Her husband calling to her.

A tear fell down her cheek. She wiped it away and shook her head. She needed to focus on the case. Who killed Laci Andrews? She was staring at the convenience store video. Their only suspect was untouchable without more evidence. She reached over to pick up a can of Coke. Three more empties lined up next to it. She downed it in one gulp. Stifling a burp, she set it back down on the desk.

"Hey Persi." Drakken, her partner and cousin greeted her.

She merely nodded and returned her gaze to the computer screen.

Drakken sat down at his desk. "How was Christmas?"

Persephone looked up at him. He had a smile across his handsome face. It so resembled his father's. He looked a lot like his father. He even had his beard trimmed the same. Sighing. "It was alright." She responded sadly.

"Doesn't sound like it was alright. What happened?" He leaned forward. His brown eyes filled with concern.

"Oh just some family problems."

He looked at the line of empty Coke cans. "That bad huh?"

She shrugged. "How was your holiday?" She tried to sound enthusiastic. She hated to bring down his good mood.

"It was great. Found out my wife is pregnant. It will be our third." He sounded so happy and excited.

Persephone smiled. "Well, congratulations."

"Thank you." He responded. He saw her looking at the screen. "I have financials looking into Bill Andrews. I think there is something up with him."

Persephone was thankful he had changed the subject. "I think so too."

He stood up. "I'm getting some coffee. Want anything?"

She held up a Coke can.

"You know that stuff is bad for you."

Persephone shrugged. "Oh well."

Drakken laughed and walked away. Persephone noticed Bryan walking into the precinct. He looked like he hadn't gotten any sleep at all. He glanced over at her and smiled. She looked away. She had spent part of the night being consoled by her father. Then she went to bed and cried herself to sleep.

She didn't notice someone walking towards her. The scent of cologne met with her nostrils. It was familiar. Looking up to see her father towering over her.

"Hello darling." He smiled.

"Oh hi Dad." She said quietly. "What are you doing here?"

He cocked his head. "Why to check on you of course?"

"I'm fine, Dad." She returned her gaze to the computer. Catching a glimpse of Bryan who looked at Lucifer with fear. She grinned at that.

"Hey Uncle Lucifer." Drakken called out as he approached the desks. He set the fresh can of Coke on Persephone's desk. He then held up his fist.

Lucifer eyed him than he looked at Persephone.

"Cat's out of the bag." She chuckled.

"Ah. I see." Lucifer fist bumped Drakken. "So, you are aware of who I am?"

Drakken took a sip of coffee. "Yes."

"And you are alright with it?"

"Sure." Drakken said a little hesitantly.

Lucifer pulled up a seat to the desks and sat down. "So who's spawn is you?"

Drakken narrowed his brows. "Does it matter?"

Lucifer shrugged. "Not really no." He turned to his daughter. "Still working that case are you?"

"Yeah. It's slow going." Persephone sighed. She opened the can of Coke and drank down half of it.

Lucifer noticed the mess of cans on her desk. He looked at her. He could sense her stress and grief. He hated seeing her like this. He turned to notice Bryan looking at them. He nodded to his son-in-law who quickly looked away. "Have you spoken to your husband?"

"What husband?" She responded dryly.

Lucifer sighed. "I think you should talk to him."

Persephone narrowed her eyes and glared at her father. "Why?"

He shrugged. "I spoke with him last night." He leaned back and crossed his legs. His hands resting atop his knees. "I think you should hear him out."

Persephone snorted. "Really? Wait you talked to him? When?"

"Last night after you went to sleep."

"Why?"

"Does it matter?"

"Yeah Dad. It matters."

"Hey Persi." Drakken interrupted. "You need to see this." He pointed to his computer screen.

Persephone stood up and walked around to his side of the desk. She leaned down to see what he was pointing at. She looked at him then back at the screen. "That sly bastard." She spit out.

"I know." Drakken responded. "Should we go talk to him?"

Persephone nodded and walked to her seat to pick up her jacket.

"What is going on?" Lucifer asked.

"Oh looks like we have a break in the case." She put her jacket on. "We'll see you later Dad." She followed Drakken towards the door.

Bryan walked into work kind of late. His head was pounding. He felt a little hungover. Last night had been one of the worst nights of his life. His father-in-law had paid him a visit. At his parent's house. He remembers the fear he had felt.

He hadn't meant to hurt his wife. He loved her. Sighing he walked towards his desk. Spying Persephone hunched over her desk he caught her eye. He attempted a smile. She just looked away. He could see the hurt in her eyes. He had caused her pain. He had made her cry. That had enraged her father.

Her father had threatened horrible punishment. He was not someone to take lightly. The man was the Devil himself. His own father had walked in on the conversation. Lucifer revealed his true self. Bryan remembered the helplessness he felt watching his father struggle to breath. Lucifer brought him back.

Then they sat and talked. Bryan confessed his undying love for the Devil's daughter. He had made a huge mistake. Kissing Miranda had been a mistake. He had been caught up in the moment. Now he regretted it. He would regret it the rest of his life.

He stood at the coffee machine. He was lost in thought.

"Hey Bryan. Right?" The newest detective Drakken Knight greeted him.

"Yeah." Bryan said quickie. He looked at the man who was his wife's partner. Handsome young black man. He had a vaguely familiar smile.

"How's it going?" Drakken said while pouring a cup of coffee.

Bryan shrugged. "Fine I guess." He took a sip of coffee and headed back to his desk. His own partner Jake Capelli was just arriving. "Hey Jake."

"Bry" Jake looked at him. "Damn you look awful. Rough night?"

"Don't even get me started." Bryan sat at his desk. He noticed his father-in-law had arrived. He felt his heart start racing. The man smiled at him. Bryan just nodded and turned to his desk.

"Whoa. Who's that man there with Persephone?" Jake asked.

"Her father."

Jake laughed. "No really."

"Really." Bryan set his cup on the desk.

"He doesn't look old enough."

"They are really well preserved in L.A." Bryan chuckled.

Jake laughed also. "I guess so. So how was it last night with Persephone and Miranda in the same building?"

"Awkward." Bryan picked up his coffee cup and took a sip. "Really awkward."

Jake nodded. "I bet. Hey, did you feel that earthquake or whatever it was? I mean how weird was that."

Bryan remembered how enraged Persephone had been when she saw him with Miranda. The entire house shook. Windows broke and the foundation cracked. He knew his wife was powerful. But he always forgot just how powerful. Lucifer had told him once that she could take out a city block if she wanted.

"Um no."

"Really? It was right by your house."

Bryan was watching his wife talking to her father and partner. Then the all stood up. Persephone and Drakken headed out of the precinct. Lucifer slowly got to his feet and watched where Persephone had exited. Then he slowly walked towards Bryan and Jake.

"Hello Bryan." He used the same tone from last night.

Bryan jumped and nearly dropped his coffee. "Uh hi Lucifer." He smiled up at the towering man.

Jake looked over. "Lucifer?"

Bryan looked at his partner. "Yeah. Jake Capelli this is Lucifer Morningstar. Persephone's father. Lucifer this is my partner."

Lucifer nodded. "Hello."

Jake sized up the man. He looked barely forty and here he supposedly had a daughter in her early thirties. He was dressed in a very expensive suit.

"If you take a picture it will last longer." Lucifer said to Jake. His English accented voice carried through the police station.

Bryan stood up. "What brings you by?"

Lucifer smiled. "Just checking up on my daughter."

"Oh. I haven't spoke to her yet."

Lucifer nodded. "I know." He could sense Bryans fear and apprehension. "Oh Bryan. You are still sore about last night. I thought we talked it out."

Bryan shook his head. "I'm past it."

"Are you sure? Wouldn't want you to piss yourself again?" Lucifer taunted him.

Jake laughed. "What the hell happened last night?" He stood up to join the other two.

"Don't worry about it Jake."

Lucifer laughed. "I'll see you later Bryan."

Bryan nodded. "Okay. See you later. Lucifer."

Lucifer walked out of the precinct. Bryan watched him leave. He felt his heart beat slow. He let out a long sigh.

"Whoa Bry. You look scared. That guy scares you?" Jake tapped Bryan's shoulder.

"No. He's just. It's hard to explain."

Jake laughed. "Whatever man. We have a case. Let's go." He turned to leave.

Bryan walked behind his partner. He was trying to get his head cleared to focus on work.

Persephone and Drakken heading to Bill Andrew's residence. The radio playing a Beatles song. Persephone was driving. Her head in a million places. A big part of her wanted to curl up into a ball and cry. Even though she had cried so much last night.

Drakken looked over at her. "Want to talk about it?"

Persephone shrugged. "Not really."

"Okay." Drakken drummed the glove compartment. "Your dad seems nice." He said after a minute. "Totally not what I pictured."

Persephone glanced at her cousin. "Did you expect him to arrive in a tornado of fire?" She sounded a little irritated.

"Truthfully." Drakken could hear her tone. He was trying to lighten the mood. "Yes."

Persephone laughed. "He gets that a lot. People ask where his horns are. Or why there is no tail or pitchfork." She looked at her cousin. "Thousands upon thousands of years of myths and lies. He has to compete with that."

"I'm sorry."

"Don't be. You only know what you were taught. As one sided as it was. It's all you know."

"I guess so." He was quiet for a moment. "So, what was Hell like?"

She sighed loudly.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to ask." Drakken responded.

"No, it's alright. My mind is elsewhere." Persephone hated that her mood was bringing down Drakken. "I didn't really see much. I woke up in my father's house in his bed. His demon leads me to a throne room and then we talked."

"No, lake of fire?"

"Might be. There were windows but all I saw was darkness. I heard the screams. But that was it. My father said he had hidden it from me. "

"Wow. That was nice of him."

"Yeah. We sat and talked. I learned who he was. Then he sent me back. I woke up during my funeral."

Drakken laughed out loud. "Really? Like seriously you sat up in your coffin."

Persephone laughed. "Yeah. My evil uncle was white as a ghost. My relatives all screamed. Except for my Aunt Karen. She knew what was up."

"That's crazy."

Persephone nodded. "Totally." It was a relief to laugh. She was finding herself enjoying the company of her cousin. It reminded her of the brief time she had with Isaiah. That thought made her sad. She frowned.

Drakken noticed her sudden change in mood. "You alright?"

"Just thinking. Let's focus on the case."

"Okay." He said quietly.

The police cruiser stopped in front of the Andrews' townhouse. They were there to talk to Bill Andrews. He had wired a large amount of money to the account of their only suspect. It looked highly suspicious considering. Bill had been adamant about not letting his son talk to the police.

They got out of the car and walked up the steps. Persephone noticed what looked like blood drops on the concrete. As they approached the door they noticed it was ajar. More blood. "Hello. Mr. Andrews. It's the police." Persephone called in.

Drakken pushed the door in and they saw more blood. They both drew their guns and walked into the house. A trail of blood leading them to the living room. There they saw Bill Andrews lying dead on the couch. Blood spatters everywhere. He appeared to have been beaten in the same manner his wife had been.

They holstered their guns. Drakken got on his phone to call it in.

Persephone's next thought was on Evan. Her phone rang. She answered it. "Hello."

"Detective Lockhart?" Said the voice of Johna Wilkins. The mother of Laci Andrews.

"Yeah Mrs. Wilkins."

The woman sounded upset. "Evan is gone. He stayed with me last night and now he isn't here. I have been trying to get a hold of his father."

Persephone glanced at the body. Her heart raced. "I understand. I'm afraid Mr. Andrews won't be answering the phone."

"Why?" The old woman asked.

"We are at his place. And I hate to have to tell you this."

"He's dead, isn't he." Mrs. Wilkins finished.

"Yes."

She could hear the woman sob for a moment. "What are we going to do?"

"We'll come over. Is there a note or anything?"

"No."

Sirens could be heard approaching the townhouse. Drakken walked over to Persephone. "Who's that?"

Persephone put her hand over the microphone. "Mrs. Wilkins. Apparently Evan is gone."

Drakken's eyes got wide.

"We'll be there soon Mrs. Wilkins."

"Oaky."

Persephone felt bad for the poor woman. Her daughter murdered and now her son missing. She looked at Jake and Bryan entered the house with a coroner.

"Whoa. Someone had a bad night." Jake quipped. "This the husband of the woman that was murdered the other night?"

"Yep" Persephone answered. Her eyes avoiding looking at Bryan. "Now the little boy is missing."

Bryan looked at her. "That's not good."

"No it isn't Bryan." Persephone responded coldly. "Drakken and I are going to head over to his grandmother's house to talk to her."

"Okay. We'll be here." Bryan tried smiling.

Persephone just eyed him and walked out with Drakken. Drakken was on the phone with the captain. He was reporting that Evan was missing. They had no time to waste. Evan was in grave danger.