Chapter 44

I looked back to see the glint of the doorway slowly fade. I crawled on the floor, which was wet with something dense and sticky. I thought I could hopefully reach a wall when the floor fell out from under me. I screamed when my body scraped against the ladder, but then landed on someone with a grunt. I looked down to see I was on Lucifer, his eyes closed tightly in pain.

"Lucifer?" I asked and he opened his eyes.

"Yami!" he yelled, "where have you been?" he asked as he hugged me, and I looked up to point to the open attic door, but it was closed as if it had never opened. Then I looked at the end of the hall where a door did open. Amy poking her head out.

"Lucifer when I said you should ask Yami to have your children I didn't mean you could conceive them in the hallway!" Amy yelled before slamming her door, leaving us to state at the closed door.

"What the hell?" I muttered.

"Amy means well but she's never been quite right in the head, and she's suggested quite a few scenarios about your disappearance that prove she's crazy" Lucifer said still holding me against him.

"Oh," was all I said. Don't you love my genius words?

"You're back now though and that's all that matters," he said with a tight hug. "Where have you been?" he asked and my mind went oh shit. I can't tell Lucifer I was in the underworld; he'll think I'm crazy.

"I left a note, didn't you see it?" I asked slowly, formulating an idea in my head.

"Note?" he asked.

"Yea I went to visit . . . my family. I haven't seen them in years even though the age thing was hard to explain," I said trying not to make my thinking silences too noticeable.

"Oh," he said after another moment.

"Can I go to sleep?" I asked after a glance at the grandfather clock, Lucifer chuckling.

"Hey you're the one on top of me," he laughed making my cheeks turn red, quickly getting off of him. Then a look of confusion crossed his face.

"Yami what are you wearing?" he asked making me look down at the brown pants, suspenders, and button up white shirt.

"Um, brother's clothes," I muttered quickly, "well goodnight," I said quickly slipping into my room. "Well at least he's not mad at me anymore," I mumbled while I slipped into normal pajamas. Taking a moment to inspect some stains on the pants, but in the dark I couldn't tell what it was and dismissed it as dust from the attic. I finally lied down, snuggling deep under my covers, letting myself fall into a deep restless sleep.