Lucifer was sitting in Linda's office for the first time in three weeks. He'd postponed all of his sessions with the doctor in order deal with everything that had been going on since he learned Sapphire was his daughter. He hadn't had time to deal with therapy sessions on top of all that. But Chloe finally convinced him that it might be a good idea to talk everything out with Linda.

"It's good to see you again, Lucifer. I was worried when you kept postponing your sessions and not rescheduling. The last time you did that, you nearly got yourself killed," Linda said.

"Yes, well, it wasn't so drastic this time. Things have just been complicated lately," Lucifer said.

Linda nodded. "I did hear you and Chloe moved in together, so I had hope that it wasn't like last time."

"Yes, we are living together," Lucifer said.

"I would think you'd be happy about that, but you don't look so happy," Linda commented.

"I am elated that Chloe and I have taken the next step, but that happiness if overshadowed by other things," Lucifer stated.

"Does this have anything to do with the young girl Chloe took in? You mentioned in a previous session that you didn't think she liked you very much," Linda said. That had been over a month ago. Lucifer seemed very bothered by the fact that his bartender, and the girl Chloe had taken into her home, didn't like her. He didn't understand why that was.

Lucifer snorted. "It's much more complicated than that, Doctor. Sapphire is my daughter."

Linda gaped in shock. By now, she'd thought there was nothing more she could learn about Lucifer that could shock her, but this definitely did. "Y…Your daughter? You have a daughter? Did you know?"

"That Sapphire was my daughter? No, of course not, but I knew I had a daughter. I though she was dead," Lucifer told her.

"You never mentioned having a daughter," Linda said, still in shock.

"No, I never told anyone. Well, until a few months ago when I told Chloe. I specifically didn't mention anything to you because I knew you'd insist on dedicating many sessions into discussing it, something I was completely against," Lucifer said.

"But you want to now. What happened? How did you come to believe that your child was dead? In fact, how did you come to have a child. I wasn't sure it was possible," Linda said.

"Oh, yes, it's possible. It's just extremely rare. I admit to being somewhat careless on my previous trips to Earth. I wouldn't use enough forethought to protect myself during sex, not that I can regret that decision now. My child was the result of a one-night stand. When I found out, I came for her and brought her back with me," Lucifer explained.

"To Hell?"

Lucifer nodded.

"And what happened? How did you lose her?" Linda asked.

Lucifer sighed. "I'm not sure I should tell you."

"Why not?" she asked.

"Because you care for him, and I will not listen him be defended," Lucifer said in a firm tone. He'd gotten enough of that from his own mother. He would not listen to it from his therapist as well.

"What are you talking about?" Linda asked in confusion.

Lucifer huffed angrily just thinking about what his brother had done. "Amenadiel took her from me. He killed the demon I had caring for her and he stole her from me! I spent years fearing the worst because of him. Convincing myself she was dead was the only way I could even bear getting through each day, because that was better than imagining the terrible things that could have befallen her! Not that it helped very much."

"Oh my God! Are you sure it was him?" Linda asked in horror and disbelief. She didn't want to believe that her friend, someone she came to care about as more than just a friend, could do something so terrible. There was not much worse than stealing a child, and this was his brother's child.

"Oh, yes. He admitted it. Of course, not until my father forced him to," Lucifer sneered.

Linda's eyes widened when Lucifer eluded to actual contact with his father. Finding out that God had actually showed up was a bit overwhelming. But she forced herself to set it aside. Lucifer needed her council right now. "Lucifer, I'm so sorry."

"Just don't defend the bastard to me," he said in a strong tone.

"I wasn't going to. Yes, Amenadiel and I got close, but there is nothing defendable about someone who steals a child. I've counseled children who were wrongly separated from there parents. It leaves a lot of scars," Linda said.

"Yes, indeed," Lucifer stated. There was no debating that his child had been scarred by being stolen from him and raised by his father. She had no trust in anyone. She kept waiting to be abandoned at the drop of the hat. She was still ready to run just to avoid it.

"How are things with Sapphire. You said she didn't like you before. That must have been due to misinformation, right?" Linda asked.

"Oh, you mean the lies that were started because my brother stole my child and then lied about it? Yes. She believed that I abandoned her. Left her to be raised my father," Lucifer said through gritted teeth. He hated that Sapphire was raised by his father. He hated that she even knew what his father looked like. He never wanted that.

Linda cringed slightly. Lucifer made no secret of how much he hated his father, and what he thought of his parenting techniques. She knew very well that he loathed the fact that his father had any input in his daughter's upbringing. "She knows now that that isn't true, right?"

"Yes, but it's not as if that makes a whole lot of difference. No, she doesn't seem to hate my guts anymore, but she doesn't exactly like me. She certainly doesn't trust me," Lucifer said.

"Trust would be a hard thing for a person that has gone through what she has," Linda commented.

"Hmm. And that doesn't even take into consideration that she was raised by my father, and around my siblings, who hated me, who no doubt treated her like dirt just because she was mine. Not one single person has treated her like she was worth anything until Chloe," Lucifer said angrily. He hated what his daughter had had to endure because of his so-called family.

"Has she talked to you about any of this?" Linda asked.

"Not really. I got her to sit down with me once for a few minutes, but she didn't say a lot. She agreed to start over and get to know each other, but I think she was mainly humoring me. Since then, she ignores me whenever possible," Lucifer said sadly. He understood why it was hard for his daughter to let him in, but it was frustrating. He wanted to have a relationship with her, but that wouldn't happen if she didn't give him a chance.

"Circumstances like this are almost impossible for adults to handle. The pain a teenager must go through after finding out everything she knew was a lie has to be unimaginable," Linda said.

"Yes, just another thing I can thank my brother for," Lucifer spat.

"Have you considered having Sapphire speak to a professional?" Linda asked.

"You mean like you?"

"Well, under most circumstances, I'd suggest someone else, only because I'm your therapist, and that would be a conflict of interest, but the circumstances would be a bit much for any other psychiatrist to handle," Linda said. They were talking about the Devil and his child. She could handle all that went with that, but any other psychiatrist would just assume they were crazy.

"She would never agree to see you or any other psychiatrist anyway," Lucifer said.

"Most teenagers I see don't 'agree' to see me. It's a parental decision," she told him.

"You think I should force her. What good would that do?" Lucifer asked. He could only see it as worsening the situation. Sapphire already didn't want to be around him. This would only make that worse.

"I would at least advise trying it for a session or two. I've seen quite a few kids who didn't want to see me, only to find it helpful to them. The same might be said for your daughter. In any case, a kid who has been through what she has needs to talk to someone, and many times it's easier to confide in a stranger," Linda told him.

"But she already wants little to nothing to do with me. Forcing her into therapy isn't going to help that," Lucifer said.

"Not at first, no. I'd say that she will be less than pleased about being forced to talk to someone, but it doesn't mean it's not the right thing. Kids don't always know what's best for them," Linda said.

"Yes, Chloe said something similar to me once," Lucifer stated.

"Listen, I don't want to tell you what to do. I'm not a parent, and I don't know your daughter, so maybe I'm wrong, but something has to be done, right? You said Sapphire basically ignores you. Do you want that to continue?" Linda asked.

"No, but ignorance is better than hate, isn't it?" Lucifer asked. He was only recently at the point where he believed his daughter didn't hate him. He didn't want to go back to it.

"I don't think she'll hate you, though it may look like that at first. Again, I'm not a parent, but I think stepping up and making some decisions can only help. I think your daughter needs to see you act like a parent to her. She should know that you care enough to do what's best for her, even if she may not agree with your decisions," Linda explained.

"And if I make a mistake?" Lucifer asked. That was his biggest fear. He would screw up, and Sapphire would see him just as he saw his father.

"You'll undoubtedly make a mistake somewhere down the line, Lucifer. It would be impossible not to," she said.

"Yes, yes. Imperfection and all that. Alright, I'll consider it," Lucifer said.

"I'm glad. However, you need to know that if Sapphire becomes my patient, you can't ask me about what she tells me. I won't tell you anything unless she's a threat to herself or someone else," Linda warned him.

"Right, confidentiality. I understand," Lucifer said. He'd pretty much made up his mind that this was going to happen too. Linda was right. Something had to be done. Chloe had said as much to him as well. However, he knew it was not going to go over well when he told Sapphire she had to see a psychiatrist.

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"Are you insane?!" Sapphire asked Lucifer loudly as she jumped up from the couch. He just told her wanted her to go see his shrink. He was freaking crazy if he thought she was going to do that.

Lucifer sat on the couch unfazed by the response. He expected a negative reaction to what he told his daughter. "Well, people have questioned my sanity. Apparently, telling people you're the Devil makes them think you're delusional."

"Yeah, well, maybe they're right. Thinking I'd agree to see a shrink clearly means that something's messed up in your head! There's no way I'm doing that. I'm not crazy!"

"I never said you were. Plenty of people who aren't crazy see Linda. I see her weekly," Lucifer said.

"Yeah, and we just established that you're insane. If your head is so screwed that you think you need a shrink, that's your call. I'm not doing it," Sapphire said before beginning to walk away.

"You'll do as I say," Lucifer said in a cool tone. The words came out before he even realized he was saying them, but they felt right once they left his lips. Linda was right when she said that Sapphire needed him to act like her father. He hadn't really done much of that since he found out the truth. He'd done it a little the first time they spoke, but not nearly enough. It was time to go all in.

Sapphire stopped just as she reached the doorway and turned to glare at him. "What?"

"You heard me. If I say you're going sit down with Linda, you will. That's the end of it," Lucifer said in a firm tone."

"The hell it is! You can't force me to talk to some shrink. I've known you for three months. You've known you were my father for less than a month. You can't just…"

"But I am your father!" Lucifer cut off sharply before rising to his feet. "It's time you understood that! Yes, many lies have gone around during your life, but one truth that is crystal clear is that I am your father. I have been hesitant to act the part recently because I thought you needed time to adjust. I now believe that that is not the case. What you need is for me to treat you as my child. Consider this the start of that."

"And you're gonna do that by dictating my every move? I guess you take after your father after all," Sapphire shot at him. She was pissed, and she intended to lash out at Lucifer the best way she could. She knew that Lucifer loathed being compared to his father.

Lucifer stiffened and his heart sank a little. Sapphire considering him no better than his father was a fear of his, but as he looked at her now, he knew why she was doing it. She was attempting to bait him. He wouldn't allow it to work. "Brilliant attempt at pushing my buttons, but it won't work. Where do you think you get it from?"

"I'm nothing like you!" Sapphire yelled.

"Oh, I disagree, my dear. You are exactly like me, and because you are, I know how to deal with you. Allow me to make myself perfectly clear. I am your father. When I tell you you're going to do something, you will. You will see Linda, at least a couple of times, because I think you need to talk to someone, and you obviously won't talk with Chloe or me. Now, if you put in a good effort and then tell me it isn't working, we'll find another option, but for now, this is the way it is," Lucifer said in a final tone.

Sapphire huffed angrily and stormed out of the room. She bypassed Chloe, who had walked through the door minutes earlier.

Chloe smiled as she walked over to Lucifer.

"I assumed you heard a great deal of that," Lucifer said.

"You weren't exactly quiet. I heard you both as soon as I got out of the car. I'm glad you took a stand. It needed to happen. She needed to understand that she has to obey you. And I heard the part about going to see Linda. I think it's a good idea," Chloe said.

"I hope so," Lucifer said.

"It is," she said before hugging him and holding him close.