Lucifer goes directly to his parking spot underground and barely makes it to his private elevator when he gets shoved forcefully inside. The assailant peppers him with hot kisses everywhere that he repays in kind.

The blonde who has her hands all over the Devil pays no mind to the sound of the elevator signaling their arrival on the top floor. Lucifer doesn't have to spare a glance as he knows the place like the back of his hands and just guides them both out.

He doesn't see it coming, but his instinct and reflex kicks in as he turns and catches the spear with ease, just inches away from his right eye. Whereas the Detective who got slightly shoved behind the Devil, had her gun pointed at the figure in the balcony.

"Ughh," The consultant groans and quips, "Boner's officially gone."

Chloe couldn't help but roll her eyes at that while keeping her weapon trained on the perp.

"Stand down, Detective," Lucifer asks his partner politely because he knows exactly who the person is.

"I don't think so," She responds incredulously as the figure reveals itself.

"Detective, this is Remiel, my sister. Remy, the Detective."

"Uh, huh. Is this a normal thing? You just throw deadly weapons at each other?" Chloe finds this ridiculous that she still hasn't re-holstered her weapon. Good thing she had the sense not to leave it behind despite getting frisky with her man.

"Nah, she's just not really fond of me. Remy, why don't you spend your valuable time with your twin instead? Hmm?"

"She has a twin?" Chloe inquires, confused at the exchange.

"Oh, yes! She's the very first A-mini-diel. Well, now that Charlie's here, I'm afraid she lost the title."

"Right," The Detective breathes a sigh of relief and puts her gun away. Remiel finally speaks.

"I went to his apartment, but he wasn't there."

"Ahh! Yeah, almost forgot. He went with Linda and Charlie for a much-needed vacation."

"Is that so?"

"But hey, don't fret sister. There's plenty of activities for you here on Earth."

"I'm dreading it already."

"Well, don't take it out on me. How about you go with Maze and be a bounty hunter for the time being? You love hunting, don't you?"

"Not with your demon, no."

Lucifer runs his hands over his face in frustration. Is it really necessary for them to visit? Can't they just come and visit altogether? Why is there a need for a one-on-one session?

"The Almighty thought it prudent for the archangels to meet with you personally."

"Huh? Did I just say something out loud?"

"Sure did."

"Ugh."

"Let's get something out of the way for starters," Remiel pauses briefly, "I am not sorry for standing my ground during the fall. You disobeyed, Lucifer. You deserved the punishment. However, you've redeemed yourself, and you deserve whatever reward there is for you."

"Is that an apology?"

"Maybe."

Chloe glances at the siblings and clears her throat to get their attention.

"Okay, so, are you going to stay here with him, Remiel?"

"No, she's not." The Devil answers, "Give me a few minutes, and I'll help you get settled in a nearby hotel." He steps out and gets on his phone immediately to pull some strings and get Remy out of his hair.

"So, you're Chloe Decker."

"The one and only."

"I've heard great things about you.

"Really?"

"Yes. Thanks for looking out for my brother. He's a handful. But don't tell him I said that."

"Got it."

A silent pact forms between the Detective and Remy while Lucifer continues to work on the accommodations for his sister.

"Alright, it's all sorted out. An uber will arrive shortly to drop you off."

"What is an uber?"

"It's your ticket from here to the hotel."

"I can just fly, you know?"

"Yeah of course. And expose yourself to the citizens of Los Angeles. Sure."

"Fine."

"Fine."

Lucifer holds up a finger and goes to his walk-in closet to grab a phone. He sets it up with one of his alternate contact numbers and gives it to his sister.

"What is this?"

"A form of communication. I'm on speed dial 6." He grins at the mention of the number, earning him a frown from the younger sibling.

"You can just put your palms together to reach out."

"Remy," He stops himself short of another groan, "You're on Earth, remember? Earth rules."

"Right."

"Amenadiel should be back by the middle of the week."

Just then, a notification pops on the consultant's phone, indicating that the Uber driver is in front of the pickup point.

"Your ride's here."

As if on cue, the elevator re-opens and out comes Patrick with the standing instructions.

"Right this way, Miss Remiel."

Patrick and Remy leave the penthouse with the former instructed to lock the elevator.

"Now, where were we?"

A week ago…

Lucifer stares at the expanse of the ocean, cigarette in hand. He's worried about a lot of things although the waves bring a certain calmness to him that he decides to simply let go.

"I knew I'd find you here." The person in question stands beside the Devil.

"Oh, did you?"

"It's officially my last hour on earth, and I hope you wouldn't mind if I spend it with you."

"I don't."

"I want you to know that I tried going to Hell...when you were cast out. But then I thought, what can I say to you to make your pain go away? Absolutely nothing. I should have gone anyway. If this brief stay on earth has taught me anything, is that sometimes you just have to be there for someone you care about. I am sorry, Lucifer."

"Apology accepted."

Cas is quiet, stares at his older brother in disbelief. Lucifer isn't the forgiving sort — he made sure everyone knew that fact during the rebellion — but Castiel knows this time it's different. The Devil catches on at the younger angel's bewildered expression and continues,

"A wise person once told me that staying stuck in the past isn't good for anyone. I am and have continued moving forward."

"I'm happy you found yourself a new home here. I'll swing by if ever I'm in the immediate vicinity."

"Ooh, another visit?"

"Maybe. If it doesn't you bother you."

"Just...none of those heavenly songs when you're on my piano, and we're dandy."

Castiel chuckles at this and offers his hands for a brotherly handshake, to which the Devil takes in kind.

"Okay. Oh, and I had had a little chat with that detective of yours the other day. Ms. Lopez introduced us."

"And?"

"I think she's perfect for you. Don't mess that up."

"I'm trying not to."

Notes:

This series is almost complete. Just trying to work on the details for Ella and Azrael's meeting. Hope you like this one for the meantime. :)