Audience with the Devil

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Summary: WARNING Season 6 Spoilers! When Trixie dies in an accident as a teenager, she finally has the chance to give Lucifer a piece of her mind, he deserves for abandoning her pregnant mother and for not bidding her a good-bye. = possible reason for the lack of Trixie-Good-Bye in here.

Chapter 1

"My Lord, one of the new arrivals is requesting an audience with you."

The Lord of Hell hitched his eyebrows. "That's rare, but nothing worth to interrupt my session. Bring the new soul to its loop. I'll do the interview later when the scenario points us towards the root of that soul's troubles." Sometimes an especially desperate soul, that quickly grasped where it had ended up, tried to persuade the Devil himself to broker a deal. Not that he could simply give them what they desired. They had to work through their own guilt to find their salvation. His gaze travelled back to his three 'patients'. "Reese, you were about to let us in to your feelings about your obsessiveness in your Hell Loop before we were so rudely interrupted."

When Reese was about to continue, Lucifer's exasperated glare switched over to his demon, who remained standing in the open door, visibly torn between leaving and do as ordered or to let his Lord in to the peculiar incident at this specific soul's arrival. Heaving a breath, the Devil was about to flash his eyes about this insubordination. "I beg your pardon, Reese. But it seems like Tersos isn't yet done."

If Tersos would have been one of the pitiful human souls and not a demon, he would be shrinking and shaking under the steely glare and the predatory smirk of his master. "Lord Lucifer, the soul's request was spoken in Lilim of all tongues."

"Lilim?" This got the Devil's attention. His chest constricted at the prospect to see one of his friends again, so soon. The joy wrestled with the sadness, that this soul wasn't a visitor through his deal with his brother. It was a new resident of his realm and thus a new soul he needed to lead towards freeing itself from its own guilt.

Within a heartbeat he was on his feet. The faces of his friends still on Earth flashed before his mind's eye and he tried to narrow it down, who of them might have learned the language of the demons. Eve maybe or the nerdy Ella. Maybe even the good doctor, having a demon as a best friend. When he crossed the noise absorbing threshold of his office, his ears immediately caught the rough voices of two of his demons telling that particular soul in no uncertain terms to stop struggling. Then another, much younger face with pigtails manifested in his mind's eye as possible speaker of the demon tongue. A sickening feeling settled in his stomach.

And there kicking and struggling between two of his minions was a young dark haired girl in her mid-teens. He smirked involuntarily as he saw the small gash on the left demon's brow. This demon looked angry and humiliated that a mere mortal soul had inflicted damage to him. "Don't feel ashamed, Belios. This soul had been trained from young on by Mazikeen herself."

Belios' eyes widened. "By Mazikeen?" This information only lightened his griddled up pride marginally.

Half turning his head towards his open office door and the three nosy human souls poking their heads out, next to the equally curious Tersos, the Devil addressed them. "I apologize, but I have to cancel our appointment in favor of a family emergency."

Vincent eyed the teenager with a frown and repeated in his accented voice. "Family emergency?" Somehow that girl looked familiar, didn't she?

"Well, I assume you can classify the premature death and arrival as a damned soul of your own step-daughter as an emergency." Lucifer ignored the stunned whispers of his 'patients' and demons – the two were so astonished that they had loosened their grip on their captive. His eyes were trained on the arrival. "Hallo, Trixie."

A bitter laugh echoed from the black stone walls. "Step-daughter? Since when did you think of me as your step-daughter?" The girl stepped forward, her large dark eyes flaring with anger. "You lost the right to call me that when you left us! When you abandoned my mom, asshole!"

He ignored her and the pang to his heart as he fixed his demons with his stare. "When exactly did she cross the gates?"

"Only a few minutes ago." Belios answered unsure and his companion elaborated his guess. "Maybe half an hour."

"Very well…" It was everything else than well. But this meant that on Earth only a nano-second had passed by. "Please accompany these gentlemen to their respective Hell Loops while I'll take care of this young lady here."

Startled Trixie eyed the familiar interior of the open office door and the "in session" sign next to it. "Seriously?! You play therapist now?!" Venom dropped from her tongue. "Enough experience from the couch point of view you should have gathered after wearing a hole into Dr. Linda's couch for years."

"What happened?" Stepping closer, Lucifer asked as his demons walked past him towards the other souls.

"You ask?" The teenager was bristling about the stupid question. "I obviously died, Sherlock!"

"You shouldn't be here." With a roll of his eyes he kept his calm, fully aware that their audience was creeping as slowly as they could away from the open room. "You shouldn't have to feel guilty about anything, child."

How dare he? "It's all your fault, Lucifer!" She kicked his shin for good measure, but he didn't even twitch. "And stop calling me child! I'm not a child anymore!"

"Temper problem?" Maybe he shouldn't have praised her on her repeated acts of bodily violence since she had been a sticky small human. Maze's training surely did the rest. He rose his brow at her. "You wouldn't be here if you wouldn't feel guilty."

Settling her hands onto her hips, the small brunette stared up at the Devil in defiance. "What makes you think I didn't make me feel guilty on purpose so I would wind up here to give you a piece of my mind?" As he only narrowed his eyes on her, she exploded. "Mom was pregnant when you left!" Her voice echoed from the bare high walls. "You have a daughter now!"

She wanted to shake him with this news, but he stayed unfazed. "I know." The steps of the demons and human souls had suspiciously stopped at this news. Great. Now the entire Hell will know of his fatherhood. It wasn't like he had to worry about his demons acting up and possessing recently deceased again. But still, he didn't like to wash his laundry in public – regardless of dirty or clean.

Disbelieving she stared open mouthed for a moment at him. "You knew?" Her eyes were as wide as sauces. "You abandoned us in full knowledge that Mom was having your child?!" Her anger and disgust for this man reached another notch. How could she have ever adored and idealized him? He was evil. Not the evil the church and TV made him out to be with eating children and gathering souls. He was simply a bad and self-centered man, who just did whatever he desired, disregarding the feelings of others and the aftereffects of his deeds.

Anger welled up inside him about the audacity. Did she really think so badly of him? Did her idolized picture of him turn so bad? "Do you honestly think that I would leave your Mum, leave Rory if I had the choice?!" His eyes flared red for the split of a second. "I need to stay away so your sister would live!" The words came out in a demonic growl.

Trixie wasn't intimidated in the least. She knew he wouldn't harm her. "Who is the one with the temper problem now?"

From the corner of his eyes, he saw the group of demons and human souls weasel their way, their ears glued to their conversation. "Get lost." Lucifer snarled at them, before he calmed his voice somewhat. "I don't like to lead such discussions in the hallways, Urchin." He grabbed her by the upper arm and began to pull her the other direction towards his private quarters. Trixie struggle against his grasp in vain.

"You have no right to call me pet names as if I would mean anything to you! Mom is still waiting for you!" A few doors down one of the many corridors he pushed the familiar looking door open, pulled her inside and kicked the door shut again with his foot. "She can't move on!"

"And neither will I." He watched her frown startled. "We promised each other to wait until we can be together again." His jar was hard and his eyes resolute. "Your mother is the love of my immortal life."

She spat skeptic, her arms crossed over her chest. "So you wait till she dies and turn up here, so you can live happily ever after?!"

"That's more or less the plan." He immensely hoped that she would ascend to Heaven and visit from time to time. Or he in turn could visit Silver City, now that his banishment was lifted and even their God would be delighted to see his younger brother for some family reunion. That was the hope he was hanging on for millennium after millennium. To visit Silver City and be reunited with his family and beloved friends. "I promised to leave our family and friends alone until a certain point in time. And as you know, I'm a Devil of my word."

"Whom did you give that promise?" She was suspicious now. Her anger flatted somewhat. Who might have something up their sleeve to make the actual Devil enter such a deal? Was he bribed?

He contemplated a moment, but maybe it was time for the Spawn to learn the entire truth. "Rory."

Disbelieving Trixie screamed. "Rory wasn't even born when you left!" For how stupid did he take her?

"But she's an angel with certain powers." Her forehead was ceased in puzzlement. He took a deep breath before continuing. "Under specific circumstances she can jump in time."

"You're shitting me!"

"Language." He chastised, not missing her eyes widening in annoyance. "I'm serious, when I tell you that I promised your sister from the future to stay out of her life, all of your lives, so she could exist."

Trixie huffed frustrated. Inwardly she tried to wrap her mind around the possibility of time travel. But then again, she was in Hell, speaking with the actual Devil, her little sister was an angel and her Step-Uncle was God. And her best friend was a demon after all. Time travel. So what?! Yet. "You are making no sense."

"If I had stayed, if I had only visited, that would have changed the Time Loop and maybe Rory wouldn't even have been born. Maybe her entire existence is based onto her meeting us in the past, her travel fuelled by her rage on me for abandoning her before her birth, but by doing so she made me want her to be my daughter." Maybe without meeting his grown-up daughter, he would have never thought about the possibility to have his own offspring and thus had never self-actualized to be able to father a child. His voice was steady and calm, yet firm. "I'm doing this to protect your sister."

The teenager stared open mouthed at him, slowly processing his explanation. "As does your mother." He informed her and watched the frown on her features widen as she thought about his words. "Rory must not learn of this until she has jumped in time. Neither must she know that I'm alive and in Hell the entire time." His dark eyes were locked with hers, conveying how grave his words' meaning were. "Otherwise your little sister might cease to exist."

This statement made her realize that at least Amenadiel and thus most likely Linda knew about this entire plan and kept their mouths shut. Maze had never bitched that Lucifer had left again without her. She surely knew. Just as Eve then. And Mom. Mom knew the entire time. "Why was I the only one you didn't tell? I had always believed you!"

There was no way he could or would cotton his next words. Her betrayal still ached somewhat after so many millennia. Maybe because he had never confronted her with her deed. "I simply couldn't trust you to not tell your sister."

A hurt "What?" fell from her lips. This statement felt like a knife thrusting into her heart. He never lied. Spoke always the truth. This made it so much worse. Her eyes began to sting, but she blinked the threatening tears away before they could form. Show never a weakness, that's what Maze had taught her among other principles of life.

Back then, after the incident, he had tried to shrug it off as the misstep of a child. Yet it stung deeply. She had been young, but immensely smart and perceptive. And he had trusted her to handle the information he had entrusted her with, accordingly. "You were the only one I ever told about Lilith's secret and only a few days later Maze confronted me with her new knowledge about her mother." He shook his head, seeing guilt well up in the girl's features. "Your heart is too kind. I didn't want to burden you to withhold this secret from your sister." Suddenly uncomfortable by her conscience-stricken expression, he shoved his hands into his trousers' pockets. "That's why I couldn't bid you a proper farewell. I needed to keep you in the same ignorance about my disappearance as your sister."

Trixie was suddenly unable to look the man into his huge soulful eyes. Thoughtfully and guilty the teenager walked over to the couch and sank down onto the familiar cushions. A knot was forming in her stomach. Back then, the thrill to have indeed extracted the needed information from the Devil himself and the deal with her best friend had blinded her of the consequences and the trust she sacrificed in the process. A few days later a nagging feeling began to build in the back of her mind. But she ignored it. Until now. "I'm so sorry, Lucifer, that I made you break your promise." Crestfallen she met his gaze. New tears glittered in her chocolate orbs. "Maze had already known, that your ring was important to her and that you wouldn't tell her if she asked." She didn't know if this was a desperate attempt to explain her error. And it surely didn't make her feel better. Maybe Hell was the right place for someone breaking the Devil's trust.

Nonchalantly he approached the sofa and placed his hand onto her head with a sigh. "Water under the bridge, Ur- Trix."

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A/N: I hope you liked my attempt of an explanation of why Lucifer left Trixie without good-bye. That Storytime-episode and Trixie's loyalties being clearly with Maze had bugged me ever since watching that episode for the first time.

Request: Since Lucifer isn't yet on streaming available in my country and I just live from Season 6 Youtube-clips, I need someone who would be so kind to tell me the following information, I need to write for the next chapters:

-Did Trixie and grown Rory ever meet?

-Did Rory ever mention how her relationship with her mother was before her time-jump?

-Did Rory ever mention what Trixie thought about Lucifer's vanishing? (Did she ever mention her big sister at all?)

-Did Rory know that Amenadiel was God before she jumped in time?

Next chapter should be up hopefully soon. Reviews are a wonderful thing.