"Why are there a bunch of bags by door?" Lily asked when she came in to get some things. It had taken a lot of nightly talks, frustration, and fighting, but Elijah had finally agreed, in light of the fact that their baby was coming soon, to let Lily move in with Arthur, Selina, and Dorian. "Dad, why won't you answer me?" Then her eyes widened and she grinned. "Mom is in labor!"

"Sorry," Elijah looked up from his pocket watch. "Your mother is in labor at the moment and I'm timing her contractions while she watches TV until it's the optimum time for us to leave for the hospital."

Lily then saw her mother eating apple slices slathered in caramel as she watched an old episode of Masterpiece Theater." Then a contraction happened and as she cried out, some apple got caught in her throat. Lily quickly helped her stop choking and Elijah remarked, "Okay, time to go. Lily, would you grab the bags please, dear?"

"Sure," Lily nodded. "But I have to call Arthur and tell him I'm coming with you."

She did it after all the bags had been put in the car and they were on the road.

"My god," Arthur told her when he heard all the screaming. "What's going on there? Is that just your mother?"

"Yes," Lily assured him. "I'm fine, trust me."

"Good," Arthur said. "I was beginning to get nervous."

Because Amy and Elijah had painstakingly plotted out the quickest way to get to the hospital, they got there in a matter of time, and Amy was whisked to a hospital room.

As Amy rested and Elijah and Lily stood waiting, he said, "You don't have to stay here if you don't want to, Lily. I know you just came to the house to get a few things, and then you were going to head back to Arthur. You can go. We'll be fine."

"Are you sure?" Lily crossed her arms. "Cause I wouldn't feel right just leaving you."

"We'll manage," Elijah told her. "You've done much more than you need to and we appreciate it. Go and enjoy yourself."

"All right," Lily nodded at last and headed for the door. "Just tell me when Lisa gets here and I'll be over to visit whenever you're ready." Then she paused, hand on doorknob, as her mother let out a cry.

"Good luck, Mom," she told her when it was over and then gently kissed Amy's forehead. "You're gonna do great, I know it."

"Well, here's hoping," Amy gritted her teeth. "At least it's not the first time I've done it."

"You want me to make phone calls to anyone else?" Lily questioned. "Let the army of redheaded lovelies know?"

"Yes, would you do that?" Amy nodded. "Tell them that they don't have to come rushing over here, but that if they're looking for me, this is where I am?"

"Got it," Lily nodded. "Will do! No problem!"

"I can't believe your parents are having a baby," Arthur shuddered. "It's kind of gross."

"No, it's not!" Lily shook her head. "I think it's a good thing! Mom miscarried before she and Dad adopted me, you know."

"She did?" Arthur questioned."Well, that's sad. It really is a good thing, then."

Then Lily gently nudged him in the ribs. "You think you'll have any siblings soon with all the extra time your parents have on their hands now?"

"Probably," Arthur nodded. "If that's what they tell me, I won't be surprised. But as you know, it's not something I usually think about."

"Yeah," Lily nodded, hugging him and kissing him on the cheek. "I understand." She then rested her head on his shoulder as they then lapsed into silence and watched TV. She had told him that she wanted to stay home so that when she got the call from her father, she could just rush to the hospital without wasting extra driving time and to his credit, he'd been okay with that, even though, as he pointed out, no matter where they were, she could have zapped herself to the hospital in no time at all."

"That's a good point," she said. "But still...thanks for agreeing to stay home anyway."

"You're welcome," Arthur kissed her hair. "As long as I'm with you, I don't care where we are."

It took much longer than either of them expected, but as night fell, they finally got the call from Elijah that her little sister had arrived.

"We thought she was going to come right away," he said. "But it took more time than expected. Your mother handled it beautifully, though."

"I'm sure she did," Lily replied. "Are you happy?"

"Well, of course!" Elijah agreed. "But don't think this means we'll just forget about you."

"I know that," Lily assured him. "Don't worry. You want me to come over there and sit with her so you can go home for a few hours and shower and stuff? I'd be glad to."

"Thanks," Elijah told her. "I really appreciate it."

She got off the phone and said, "Arthur, I'm gonna go take up Mom-watching duty at the hospital while Dad goes home and showers. You can stay here. I don't expect you to come with me."

"Sure I will," Arthur nodded. "I'll get us some food and we'll all hang out together. It's not a problem." He grinned and Lily smiled back.

"I love you, you know," she said.

"I love you too," Arthur replied. "That should go without saying."

Lily zapped herself to the hospital while Arthur took his car to go get food.

"Was it hard?" She asked when she saw her mother, who looked exhausted.

"Well, not horribly," Amy said. "It wasn't a difficult delivery, but it wasn't fun either."

"I bet," Lily nodded and sat down on Amy's bed. "So...Lisa came out all right?"

"Yep," Amy nodded. "Eight pounds, five ounces. And healthy. She's in the nursery now, if you want to see her."

"You think she'll be red-headed too?" Lily questioned.

"Wouldn't it be fun if she was?" Amy grinned and reached out to squeeze Lily's hand. "When I was married to your uncle, I was always greatly amused by the fact that he was the only one in our whole family who was not a red-head."

"But of course, if she looks more like Dad, that's cool too."

"Naturally," Amy nodded. "Why don't you go have a look at her?"

"All right," Lily nodded. "I will. Are you going to be all right by yourself?"

"Yeah," Amy nodded. "I'm just gonna try and sleep a little. I'll be fine."

So Lily put a note on her bedside table for Arthur in case he came with the food while she was gone and then headed to the nursery where, right in front of the window, was a baby wrapped in pink with the name Lisa Mikaelson on her bassinet.

"Hi," Lily said, even though she knew the baby couldn't answer. "Hi, Lisa. I'm Lily, your sister. Welcome to the family." She then stared into the nursery window until she felt a tap on her shoulder and heard Arthur's voice telling her it was time to go and eat.

After the horror of her dream, Ellie made a very quick adjustment to living with Junior that she was very glad for. The first morning after she moved in with him, she left to go on a jog and was approached by the young man who lived next door. He had dark, tousled hair worn slightly long, and sparkling brown eyes.

He wore a gray hoodie and dark jeans and quickly caught up to her because his legs were longer than hers. "Hi," he greeted her. "I'm not a creeper, I promise. I just...I live in that bright yellow house next to the one you came out of. I jog every day. It'd be nice to have a jogging buddy."

Ellie paused. "I'm Ellie," she told him after she decided that his smile was nice and he seemed friendly. "I just moved in with my dad. I just started this jogging thing and I'd love a jogging buddy." She reached out for his hand. "What's your name?"

"I'm Brad," he said and took her hand. "Nice to meet you, Ellie."

"Nice to meet you too," Ellie replied with a smile as they continued jogging. "It's just so nice to meet a normal guy that I can talk to."

"Why?" Brad asked. "Are you used to not normal ones?"

"Oh, you know it," Ellie rolled her eyes. "The last guy I was involved with...he was kind of a nut. He was the devil."

"That bad, huh?" Brad said. "Sorry."

"That's okay," Ellie replied. "It's not like it's your fault. And don't let me being with you throw off your jogging routine. If you do anything else after you jog, go ahead and do it."

"Well, I usually jog to this nice little coffee place about a mile from here," Brad told her. "You think you can hold out that long and have a cup with me? We can rest all you need to."

"Sounds good," Ellie nodded. "I'm just getting used to having coffee again after a while of not having it and let me tell you: I missed it!"

"You like cinnamon rolls? They have really good ones that we could split," Brad ginned. He had very nice white teeth."

"Sure!" Ellie nodded with a smile of her own. "You just come up with one good idea after the other, don't you?"

"Well, here it is," Brad announced when they finally reached the diner. Ellie was panting and tired, but still standing upright. "Ready to sit down now?"

"Yes," she got out. "Please."

So she scouted out a booth for them and asked Brad to order her the biggest Mocha they had while she caught her breath.

When he returned and she took her coffee, he said, "Thanks for coming with me. It's nice to not eat by myself for once."

"I like the company too," Ellie nodded. "We should keep doing this."

"I agree," Brad replied. He paused. "I know it's none of my business, but...you were being metaphorical when you said your last boyfriend was the devil, right?"

"Um...of course!" Ellie nodded. "He was a nightmare, anyway. He moved into a house down the street from my parents', which is why I moved in with my dad: to get the hell away from him. Not that that'll stop him from trying to look in on me from time to time."

"He sounds horrible," Brad remarked.

Ellie sighed. "He's really put me through the wringer," she confessed. "I just...I need time away from him to clear my head."

"Yeah, I bet you do," Brad nodded. "Now, let's talk about something else."

"Thank you," Ellie replied and took half the cinnamon roll on her plate. "Favorite movie?"

"Jaws", Brad smiled. "You?"

"Beauty and the Beast," Ellie smiled. "It gets me every time."

That led to more questions and laughter and even though it was for just a couple of hours, Ellie blessedly forgot about Lucifer, although she was sure he'd never be willing to do the same about her.

Lucifer decided to take a break from the twins and went out to get the morning paper in his bathrobe and slippers. He picked it up, took it inside, zapped some clothes on, and went for a walk, using magic to do his walk near where Ellie was so he could check on her.

And unluckily for him, just as he appeared, two people bumped into him on the sidewalk. They mumbled brief apologies without looking at him, but he got a look at the girl before they got away. It was Ellie! And her jogging friend had his arm around her waist!

He zapped himself home and snatched the paper out of Dexter's hand.

"Hey!" Dexter complained. "I was reading that!"

"I saw Eleanor with a boy!" Lucifer cried. They were walking and she was wearing really snug workout clothes!" He then brought his fist down on the table. "And he had his hand around her waist! If I were at home, there would be a special room in it for him..." He growled. "He put his paws all over my Eleanor."

"Since when is she yours?" Dexter smirked.

"Always, of course!" Lucifer scoffed. "Haven't you paid attention to anything at all lately? I think I'm going to take up jogging myself. Exercise is good."

"You don't jog," Dexter said. "It was one of the things you created to torture people, remember?"

"Yes, well...Eleanor likes it," Lucifer said. "It'll be a good way for us to bond. And you might want to take it up too. Either that or stop eating those giant cinnamon rolls and switch to fruit."

Dexter paused, his cheeks bulging with the food, and then went to the trash to spit it out. "What are you doing to do now?" He asked. "How are you even going to get her to talk to you?"

"Easy," Lucifer told him. "I will be honest. I will give her time to prepare herself. I won't just show up on her doorstep. I'll be a gentleman. In my own way, of course. Surely she won't object to a little friendly conversation."

"She might," Dexter told him. "Don't underestimate how angry you made her."

"What happened to having faith, Dexter?" Lucifer rose to his feet. "You were all about it before and now you're just being very negative. I don't think i like that."

"Well, okay. Good luck," Dexter said and went back to his paper.

"Thank you," Lucifer replied, going to write Ellie a note asking her to meet him at some place she was familiar with. He would do it in the twins' room so he could watch them at the same time. He was getting really good at this multi-tasking thing, even though, at times, parenting was still as hard as ever.

"Why did you want me to meet you here?" Ellie sighed when she met Lucifer at the coffee shop where she and Brad usually ended their run. "I have a jog to go on and I don't want to be late. I do it with someone."

"Oh, I know all about him," Lucifer told her. "How you wear those tight little shorts and let him put his hands all over you. The jogging' s just a starting point and soon, you're going to move on to different exercise, right?"

"No!" Ellie made a face. "Of course not! At least not right now, anyway. I told him, in a way, about my past, and he agreed to make things go slow. I like him and you have no right to make me feel bad about that, children or no children!"

"I am not trying to make you feel bad," Lucifer told her. "If you want to be with someone inferior, that's more your problem than mine, isn't it?"

"Yes," Ellie agreed. "Your big, giant problem. And you know, you could go find some girl at strip club to date or something. They'd be more suitable for your particular charms, don't you think?"

"So sweet you don't want me having lonely nights while you struggle with your decision to come back to me," Lucifer responded.

"Well, you're right about me wanting you not to be lonely," Ellie agreed and got up. "But as for the rest of it, I'm fine with how things are, thanks."

Lucifer sighed. This was not going how he wanted it to and it was beginning to irritate him. He opened his mouth, but Ellie headed him off.

"Don't even think about torturing Brad to try and get me to do what you want, because that's what's going to get you into even more trouble!"

"You don't understand!" Lucifer protested. "I've changed my plan of attack! I'm no longer going to be hurting others or you to try and get your attention and your favors. I've decided to be patient!"

"Oh, this is the best show of patience in the world," Ellie scoffed. "It sure is!"

"Well, am I trying to take you home with me?" Lucifer questioned. "Or are we just having a nice and civil chat where you're the hostile one? Answer that, Eleanor? Give me credit where credit is due!"

"Fine," Ellie sighed. "Thank you for not luring me here to kidnap me. That's very big of you. But I still think I have good reason to worry about what you might do to Brad just because we're close now."

"What could I do?" Lucifer questioned. "I'm not at home. I don't have my instruments of torture. Besides, I'm running the demon government. I have better things to do with my time than petty stuff like torture your gentleman friends."

"Yeah, you do," Ellie agreed. "But that probably wouldn't stop you if you wanted to torture any and all male friends I make."

Lucifer sighed. This wasn't getting him anywhere. "The twins are thriving," he said, changing the subject.

"Good," Ellie nodded. "I'm glad that you're taking good care of them." She paused. "Do they look like people, or...like monsters?"

"People," Lucifer replied. "Except when they're having crying fits, but those don't last forever."

"Good," Ellie nodded. "And how's Dexter?"

"He's good too," Lucifer replied. "I encouraged him to take up jogging as well. I thought it might be good since he likes cinnamon rolls now."

"I think it would be nice for the two of you to do something together," Ellie nodded. "You owe him some positive attention for all you've put him through. You treat him almost as badly as you treated me!"

"All right, I will be nicer to Dexter," Lucifer promised. "I'll jog with him. Maybe when we're doing it, we'll run into you and Brad!"

"As long as you behave yourself when that happens, it could be nice," Ellie remarked. "Now, speaking of Brad, I have to go meet him. Bye!"

"Bye," Lucifer called, not taking his eyes off her as she walked away. "Goodbye, sweet Eleanor."

When he got back to the house, he told Dexter, "Eleanor wants me to date. What do you think about that?"

"I think it could be a good thing," Dexter nodded. "Get you out of the house, meeting new people."

"And if..." a light suddenly came into Lucifer's eyes. "If Eleanor sees me with other people, she might get jealous! She might get jealous and then she'll be begging to come back to me! Dexter, it's brilliant!" He grinned.

"Well, that isn't the best reason to do it, but...whatever works for you," Dexter told him. "There's a club down the street. I'm sure you could find the sort of woman you're looking for there."

"No need to give me suggestions, Dexter," Lucifer grinned. "I know exactly where to find the sort of woman I'm looking for."