Striker smirked at Stolas who was still standing in the doorway of the bathroom, an angry look on his face, "Come on your highness. Don't you want to come get your little plaything?"

Blitzø was still struggling as Striker's tail tightened around his neck. His face starting to turn even redder from the loss of oxygen.

Stolas couldn't move. If he tried to use his petrifying gaze on Striker it might also affect Blitzø, but he needed to get his partner away from Striker before he lost all consciousness. Stolas stepped forward, hearing the rifle cock in his direction.

"Put him down. Take me if you must. Just put him down." Stolas watched as Striker walked towards him, Blitzø still in his grip, pulling a blindfold out of his pocket. He tied it around Stolas' eyes and then tied his hands together with what felt like a rope.

Striker threw Blitzø across the room causing the imp to hit the far wall. He was wheezing and coughing, trying to gain back all the air and vision he had lost from being constricted. He tried standing, but to no avail.

"Sto-las…" Blitzø was still trying to catch his breath as he watched Striker dragging Stolas towards the balcony. He reached for the nightstand where he kept his spare pistol and stood up, his legs shaking underneath him. He was still seeing dots and stars, but he had to stop Striker from taking Stolas.

Blitzø let off a few rounds of bullets, hearing them hit flesh with the sound of someone hissing in pain. Next thing he knew he was being pinned to the ground by Striker. He tried to kick the other imp off, but he was too weak still from the previous assault.

Striker pinned Blitzø's arms above his head, sneering at the pregnant imp, "At one point you were up to par with me Blitzø. Now you've done the one thing that you should have never done: breed with that royal scum."

Blitzø let tears stream down his face before he felt Striker's weight suddenly be removed from his body. He looked up to see an enraged Loona standing in front of him. He also saw Octavia with Stolas' grimoire, casting a spell to hold Striker in place on the floor. She then ran to her father and undid his confinements.

Loona grabbed Striker's arms, snapping them backwards and breaking them as she was continuously growling at him. She grabbed the pistol Blitzø had used earlier that was thrown across the floor and pointed it up at Striker.

"You deserve worse than what you are about to receive motherfucker! Who fucking sent you?!" Loona barred her teeth at Striker who scoffed.

"Even if you knew who did, it's not like you can do anything about it." Striker smirked at Loona who looked even more irritated at the pale imp.

Stolas walked over to Blitzø and cupped his cheek, his eyes wide with fear for his partner, "Darling, are you hurt?"

Blitzø shook his head looking back at Striker. He stood up, walking over to him, and punched him square in the jaw.

"Answer my daughter's fucking question bitch! Who sent you to fuck with our home?!"

Striker spit blood out at Blitzø's feet, "Stella. She found out about you both and sent me to kill him. Possibly with the added bonus of getting rid of your spawn." Striker smirked at Blitzø.

"Whatever you have growing in there shouldn't be alive. He's going to get rid of you just like he did to her you know. You're nothing more than his impish little plaything," Striker saw how hurt Blitzø was at his words and decided to throw one more jab at him, "You don't have the capacity to love anyone but yourself. You're going to die alone, Blitzø."

Lonna pulled the trigger, shooting Striker in the head, killing him almost instantly. Octavia opened a portal to some inferno kicking Striker's body inside. Loona turned to look at Blitzø who's eyes had become dark during Striker's taunting. She reached out to grab his arm, but he pulled back and away from her.

Loona walked forward, forcing Blitzø into a hug. He struggled against her grip, but soon succumbed to the warm feeling of his daughter's arms practically holding him together. He sobbed in her arms, the reality of what just happened catching up with him.

Loona looked up at Stolas who bent down to scoop his pregnant and distraught partner into his arms. He started to get worried as Blitzø hiccupped sobs onto him. Blitzø had no intention of releasing his grip around Stolas' neck. Stolas thanked the girls for protecting them both, wanting to hug the both of them, but with Blitzø still distraught he couldn't. Loona and Octavia left to one of their rooms to stay together and talk about what happened.

Stolas sat on the bed rubbing Blitzø's back, who had no sign of his tears halting. It was over fifteen minutes before Blitzø had finally calmed down enough for Stolas to set him on the bed and look at his face. His eyes were swollen, red, and tear stained.

Blitzø hadn't been able to control himself as much as he tried. He knew that he was worrying Stolas, but he couldn't help it. He had been terrified when he was grabbed by the neck and slammed onto the floor by Striker before Stolas had found them. Blitzø was never one to be caught off guard, but his mind had been on appeasing Lucifer so he wouldn't harm their family. Go figure.

Stolas cupped Blitzø's face in his hands and gently kissed his eyes. He was being as gentle as he possibly could be as to not startle his partner. He heard Blitzø let out a sigh, knowing that he was starting to calm down.

"Blitzy, are you okay? Are you hurt?" Stolas lifted the tank top that Blitzø had thrown on after they had sex seeing his back and sides littered with bruises from being slammed and thrown. He gently ran his hand that had a soft blue glow, over Blitzø's body, relieving some of the pain that he was feeling.

Blitzø grit his teeth in discomfort, the twins shifting uncomfortably in his stomach as Stolas worked his literal magic on him. He looked up at Stolas who's eyes were filled with sadness.

"Stols, I'm fine-"

"No. No, you're not. That slimy, disgusting creature came into our bedroom, threw you around like a ragdoll, and threatened everything we hold dear. This will not be left unpunished." Stolas left Blitzø on the bed and grabbed his phone. He dialed Lucifer's number. Within two rings, he heard Lucifer's voice over the receiver.

"Luci- "

"How dare you?! You informed Stella of what is going on behind the doors of my palace for what?! Personal gain?! To prove a fucking point?!" Stolas was furiously yelling at the overlord of Hell, not caring whether he was going to be struck down where he stood or not. He needed to speak his mind.

"Calm yourself Prince Stolas-"

"How in the fuck do you expect me to be calm?!"

Within moments, Lucifer was stepping through a portal into Stolas and Blitzø's bedroom causing Blitzø to stare wide eyed at him. Lucifer was dressed in his white suit and red striped vest, a wide grin on his face.

"Prince Stolas, it's nice to see you despite your current emotional state. I was trying to inform you that I was not involved with your ex-wife finding out about your relationship."

Stolas had his hands clenched into fists at his sides. He didn't want to believe Lucifer, but his gut was telling him that he was speaking the truth. He unclenched his hands, crossing his arms over his chest.

"I apologize for my outburst. I was just…"

"Petrified? I understand. Personally, I don't approve of the relationship, but I wouldn't cause harm to a dear friend of mine." Lucifer looked at Blitzø who was still staring in awe, "Might you tell your imp to stop staring? It seems to be quite rude."

Stolas turned to look at Blitzø, walking over to him and kissing his cheek, whispering to him softly, "Blitzy, if you don't have a death wish, I suggest you please not stare."

Blitzø looked up at Stolas nodding, then just averted his eyes to look at Stolas' back instead of at Lucifer.

The King of Hell looked at the interaction with wonder filled eyes. He remembered how Stolas and Stella had interacted. It was never this intimate as he was currently witnessing now. He looked up at Stolas after eyeing the pregnant imp on the bed once more.

"I have a question for you Stolas. Answer me truthfully please."

Stolas nodded anticipating the question Lucifer was about to ask. Anything could be running through his mind, so he braced himself.

"My friend, are you happy with him?"

Stolas was taken aback by the question. Lucifer, in all his years of knowing him, had never asked him such a personal question. It was mostly business or lighthearted conversation about their daughters. The question of his happiness had never crossed his mind.

Stolas looked back at Blitzø a half smile forming on his face. He was more than just happy. He was overjoyed with his new reality. With Blitzø, their growing family, their daughters, everything was far from perfect, but he was definitely happy.

"Yes. More than you could ever imagine. I haven't been this happy in a very long time."

Lucifer walked up to Stolas, placing a hand on his shoulder, "Then you have my blessing. I have never seen you as joyful as you are right now. Nor have I ever heard you yell at me the way you did for his sake." He motioned over at Blitzø as Stolas blushed.

Lucifer looked at the Blitzø, walking over to him, "Blitzo was it?"

Blitzø cringed hearing his old name, crossing his arms, "The 'o' is silent…"

Lucifer chuckled, "Blitzø then. You take care of this owl for me will you? He's a bit of an airhead."

Blitzø snickered at his partner's frowning face, "Oh trust me, I've been knowing that for a long time."

Lucifer grinned wide once again at the couple, walking back over to Stolas, and whispering to him, "I like that one. You better lock that one down before someone else does. He's a firecracker that one." Lucifer opened his portal back up and walked through leaving Stolas and Blitzø alone once again.

Blitzø looked up at Stolas raising his eyebrow, "So. You're buddy-buddy with Lucifer?"

Stolas at next to Blitzø, resting a hand on his partner's distended middle, "A very old family friend, yes. But I wouldn't say we call each other just to chat about our days."

Blitzø rested his head on Stolas' lap, closing his eyes beginning to fall asleep as Stolas rubbed his side gently, "Can we just rest now? I've had enough excitement and emotions and it's not even ten o'clock."

Stolas nodded adjusting themselves on the bed, his eyes closing fast as his head hit the pillow. Blitzø laid his head on Stolas' chest falling asleep just as fast on top of his partner.

Maybe they would finally get a moment of peace…