Chloe sat at her kitchen table waiting for Amenadiel. Maze was standing a few feet away glaring at her. She couldn't blame her. She hated herself as much as Maze probably did right now.
She didn't have long to wait. There was a knock at the door less than five minutes later. She could only guess that he'd flown there.
Maze went and opened the door. She silently stepped aside and let Amenadiel in.
Amenadiel stepped inside. "Hey. Is this about Lucifer. I stopped by the penthouse and he wasn't there. There were towels covered in blood!"
He's okay, Amenadiel," Chloe said as she stood up.
"Is he?" Maze asked with a glare.
"He… He's alive," Chloe said.
"Again, is he, as he was?" Maze asked.
"What's going on? Where's Lucifer?" Amenadiel asked. He was becoming very concerned. Maze was angry, and it seemed to be directed at Chloe. Chloe, meanwhile, looked very guilt ridden. And Amenadiel had no idea where his brother was.
"What are you waiting for, Decker. Tell him," Maze demanded.
"Amenadiel, I'm sorry. I will never forgive myself for this, especially if it can't be fixed. If this couldn't be fixed, it would be like she killed Lucifer. Him and Samael might technically be the same person, but in almost every single way, they were different.
"Chloe, what happened. Where's my brother?" Amenadiel asked with fear.
Chloe sighed. "Your brother is with Trixie, but he's not the same as he was a few hours ago. I'm sorry. When I found out that everything Lucifer had been telling me for years was true, I panicked. I went to Rome both to get away from him and to find out the truth about him. When I was there, I met a priest who'd deduced that Lucifer was the Devil. He had a lot of evidence that painted Lucifer badly."
"It's not evidence. It's human stupidity!" Maze snarled.
"Go on, Chloe," Amenadiel said. He needed to know the rest. It was obvious that it had something to do with what happened to Lucifer.
"The priest wanted to perform and exorcism on Lucifer," Chloe continued.
"Exorcisms only work on possessed beings. Lucifer isn't possessed," Amenadiel said.
"He called it an exorcism. Maybe it was something else. I just know that Father Kinley believed it could banish Lucifer back to Hell," Chloe said.
"And you performed this ritual?" Amenadiel asked. He was both trying and failing to keep himself from becoming angry. Chloe and this priest had set out to banish his brother.
"No, I didn't. I was only supposed to get him to drink a sedative, so that Father Kinley could do it.," Chloe said. It certainly didn't make it any better. She was responsible for what happened to Lucifer. If she hadn't agreed to do this, or better yet, if she hadn't spoken with Father Kinley, this wouldn't be happening.
"You sent my brother to Hell?" Amenadiel asked in a low tone. He was barely containing the rage that was building up higher with ever second. He could see the irony just a little through his anger. Just a few years ago, he was the one actively trying to send Lucifer to Hell. Now, he was livid because someone else had.
"No, Amenadiel…"
Amenadiel couldn't hear another word. He was pissed. Lucifer had loved this woman. He believed she was good. So had Amenadiel. "Lucifer trusted you more than anybody in his life! He loved you, Chloe! He gave his life for you, more than once! Did he tell you how he saved you from that poison a couple years ago?! He killed himself and went to Hell!"
Chloe gasped and began crying. She didn't know that. She knew Lucifer had saved her, but not that he'd gone to such lengths. He'd gone to a place he hated to save her life. His reward was her completely betraying him, possibly destroying everything that made him Lucifer.
"How could you do this to him?! He never did anything to you!" Amenadiel screamed
"Stop yelling at my mommy!" an angry, small voice said.
They all turned to see Trixie standing doorway in front of the hall. The ten-year-old was looking at Amenadiel with the fiercest glare she could give him.
"Trixie, it's okay. Amenadiel has a good reason to be mad at me. Go back to your room please," Chloe said with as much composure as she could. She wanted her daughter to go before Samael came out as well. She hadn't told Amenadiel about that yet. It wouldn't be fair for him to find out by just seeing the boy.
It was too late. Samael came into view behind Trixie seconds later. "Amenadiel's here?"
Amenadiel's jaw dropped when he saw him. The boy looked just like his brother, and he didn't mean that they looked really similar. He meant that his features were exactly the same from when Lucifer was a child. If Amenadiel had to guess, he'd say that the boy was around eight or nine centuries, which translated into years for humans.
Samael stared at the man who looked like his brother with just as much shock. It looked like his older brother, but it couldn't be. He wasn't that old. "You're not my brother. You're too big."
Amenadiel was in a state of shock as he stepped forward to get a better look at the boy. He couldn't speak, he was so astonished.
"Why do you look like my brother?" Samael asked in a demanding tone.
"He is your brother, Samael," Chloe said.
"No, he can't be," Samael said.
Amenadiel came out of his sense of shock. He focused on needing and wanting to prove who he was to his little brother, so he could slow time. That power wasn't working because he realized he didn't want it to. But he needed it to prove his identity, unless he wanted to reveal his wings to Trixie.
Samael watched in awe as things moved at a slow pace. He'd seen his older brother do this before, so it became clear that it was in fact Amenadiel.
Amenadiel stopped his power when he was satisfied that his brother believed him. "Samael."
Samael ran to him. "I'm glad you're here. I want to go home."
Amenadiel knelt down in front of the boy and just took in his features. "Are you alright, little brother?"
"I hurt my wing," Samael said.
Amenadiel looked over at Trixie, who didn't seem to bat an eyelash over Samael's proclamation. He guided the boy further away from the humans, so he wouldn't accidently hurt them when he summoned his wings. "Let me see it."
Samael whimpered as he allowed his wings to expand, an action which hurt a lot. "I want Dad. I want him to heal it."
"Let's see if I can help first," Amenadiel said. He gently took the bandages off that were covered in blood. The wing was still bleeding as well, but it didn't seem too bad. It looked painful though, and some of the feathers were broken.
Amenadiel stood for a second and let his wings expand for a second to grab a feather. He wasn't sure if this trick would work. It had never been tried on wings before.
"Cool," Trixie said as she got a look at Amenadiel's wings. She was still mad at him, but she liked his wings. Samael's were great too. She hoped his would feel better soon.
Amenadiel knelt again. He pressed the feather to his brother's wing to try to heal it.
"Ow! Stop! It hurts! I want Daddy!" Samael cried. He didn't really call his father 'Daddy' anymore, but sometimes when he was scared or hurt, it slipped out.
Amenadiel immediately stopped. "Someone get me more bandages."
"Sure," Maze said before walking towards the bathroom.
"Samael, did she do this to you?" Amenadiel asked as he pointed to Chloe. He wouldn't think she'd do this, but he also wouldn't have thought she'd try to send his brother to Hell. He couldn't put anything past her.
Chloe sighed. She would like to feel outraged that he'd accuse her of hurting a child, but he had every right to think so. She'd done a lot of damage tonight.
"Mommy doesn't hurt people," Trixie said firmly.
Chloe went over and put a hand on her daughter's shoulder. "It's okay, Monkey,"
"No," Samael told his brother. "But I believe them to be the same species. It was a male though. I didn't see it, but I believe it was a sharp object. Chloe made him leave."
Maze came back seconds later with some bandages. "Here."
Amenadiel took them and began redressing the wound.
"Ow! Why can't you just take me home?" Samael asked.
Amenadiel had considered it, but even if he could get Samael through the gates, many of their siblings would unleash their anger out on him. Samael couldn't understand why they'd be so angry at him. He shouldn't have to deal with that. "It's just not possible right now."
"Why don't you just take him elsewhere for a few minutes. That should take care of the problem," Maze said as she glanced at Chloe.
"I don't think that will help," Amenadiel said. Samael, as he was now, shouldn't be vulnerable to Chloe, as he didn't really know her. Amenadiel could only assume that the weapon used was blessed somehow. "Samael, do you think you can be brave a little longer. Father will heal you soon, I promise."
"Alright. It's bearable if no one touches it. Ow! Like you are," Samael said as he brother redressed his wing.
"I'm almost done. I'm going to have to leave for a little bit. You need to behave while I'm gone. You know the consequences if Father finds your behavior unbecoming," Amenadiel said. He knew his little brother. He was willful, even at this age. Typically, he behaved himself, but there were times when he just couldn't help himself.
"Trixie says it's wrong to smack now. I recon Dad's changed his mind," Samael said cheekily.
"I wouldn't recommend testing that theory, little brother," Amenadiel said with a slight smirk. "You can fold them back in now."
Samael groaned as he folded his wings back into his back. "May I lay down somewhere?"
"You can lay in my bed," Trixie said before taking his hand and leading him back to her room.
Amenadiel stood up and glared at Chloe. "So, I'm guessing whatever you and your priest friend did banished the parts of my brother that were labeled the Devil. Now my baby brother has lost a part of himself and has been thrust into a world he doesn't understand!"
Chloe didn't answer. She simply looked down at the floor.
"Can it be fixed?" Maze asked.
"I don't know. I've never heard of something like this even being possible. Look out for him please, Maze. I'll be back when I can," Amenadiel said.
"Great, in charge of a miniature Lucifer. Fine," Maze said.
Amenadiel glared at Chloe. "If I were you, I'd pray to my father that this can be fixed, otherwise…. Actually, I'm not even sure my father would grant you mercy in that case," he said before disappearing
"He's got a point. You think we're pissed. Just imagine what the Creator of Universe will do when he finds out the damage you've done to his favorite son," Maze said with a sadistic smirk before walking away.