Lucifer waited until the early afternoon before he went to the precinct. Things went completely out of hand last night at the restaurant and he wanted to give the Detective a chance to calm down. There was no point in facing her when she was still angry.

When he entered the precinct he looked for the Detective everywhere but without success. Daniel and John were gone too and even the lab was empty. Lucifer avoided sitting at the Detective's desk this time and picked another chair to sit down. His eyes went up to the entrance stairs, then to the Detective's desk and back to the stairs again. Still no sight of her anywhere. He jumped up from the chair and started to walk around the precinct aimlessly, his eyes constantly going back to the stairs.

He took out his bottle of alcohol, opened it with nervous hands, and took a long pull. His thoughts went back to the night before. He had really screwed up the entire situation. It was no surprise that the Detective left the restaurant angry. He had to make things right with her, he had to fix this whole mess. Lucifer still didn't know how, but he knew he had to do something.

As he was drinking he saw the Detective coming down the stairs, talking to Daniel and John next to her. Lucifer closed his bottle quickly and walked over to the stairs. The Detective smiled at the two men while talking to them, which gave Lucifer more confidence that she was over being upset about yesterday.

"Hello Detective," Lucifer said with a smile when he arrived at the stairs. The Detective lost her smile the instant she saw him.

"The case is over, we found the killer," the Detective replied. "So nothing to do for you here, Lucifer. You can leave." Without further words, she passed by Lucifer and walked toward her desk.

"Looks like you really went too far this time," Daniel said with a vicious smile on his face.

Lucifer gritted his teeth to not let out any comment. It was bad enough that John knew what happened last night. He certainly didn't want Daniel to know about it but apparently it was already too late for that. Before he could think of a good reply, Daniel turned around and walked away. John only gave Lucifer a brief look, then he also turned around and went away without saying anything to him.

There was no point in talking to them anyway, so Lucifer followed the Detective instead. He had to talk to her to remove the tension between them.

"Detective, wait," he said when he caught up to her. But she kept walking until she was at her desk before she turned around to face him.

"I said you can leave," she said in a calm voice but Lucifer could hear the underlying anger in it.

"Well then, congratulations on solving the case, Detective," Lucifer said, trying to change the conversation topic to something she was more likely to talk about. "Who was it in the end?"

"It was her young lover, who thought she would leave him and he couldn't stand the thought," she replied while cleaning her desk, not really paying attention to Lucifer.

"See, I told you the husband was innocent. And that a younger lover can mean a lot of trouble."

The Detective stopped cleaning her desk and glared at Lucifer. "Well, aren't you the greatest?"

"Do I sense sarcasm here?"

"You can sense whatever you want." The Detective went back to cleaning her desk.

"Are you still mad at me?"

"Hmm, let me see." She crossed her arms in front of her chest and stared at him. "You come back from hell without telling me, then you are weird and avoid me, then you suddenly want to talk to me, and then you turn into a creepy stalker because I don't go out with you and ruin my evening. Why would I still be mad?"

"I'm sorry, Detective. But I can explain things to you."

"I'm all ears."

"Okay, but I don't think here is the best place for it." Lucifer noticed Daniel staring at them from his desk. "Are we still good this evening?"

"I don't know, Lucifer. I'm really tired of all of this."

"Then how about—"

The Detective's phone suddenly started to ring.

"Hello?" she answered the call. "Oh, hi Ms. Williams. No, I haven't… what?"

Lucifer watched the Detective while she was on the phone. Her face looked troubled and she kept running her fingers through her hair.

"No, I have no idea. Okay. I will call you back." She hung up and called another number. Lucifer didn't say anything and kept watching the scene. After waiting for almost half a minute, the Detective pressed the end call button and collapsed in the chair behind her.

"Did something happen?" asked Lucifer.

The Detective looked at him, her face showing signs of worry.

"Ms. Williams… the babysitter was supposed to pick up Trixie from school. But she said she wasn't there… and the teachers also don't know anything. And she… she's not taking phone calls. Her phone is turned off."

"That doesn't necessarily mean that something happened, right? Maybe it's just out of battery."

"Then why was she not waiting after school? No one even saw her leaving."

"Has she mentioned anything weird lately? Like someone following her?"

"No… nothing weird." The Detective stared at the desk in front of her. "Everything was fine. She said she made a new friend at school and—"

"A new friend?" Lucifer couldn't believe he overlooked such an important thing. He was so sure something would happen to the Detective that he was blind to the fact that Trixie made a really good target too. "Who is this friend?"

"I don't know… I don't really remember what Trixie said. I was a little… distracted. Wait, something about bunnies I think."

"A name?"

The Detective bit her lip. She was quiet for a few seconds before she continued speaking. "I'm sorry, I don't recall any details."

"Okay, Detective," Lucifer said in a calm voice. The last thing he wanted was her freaking out at the possibility that her daughter was kidnapped by a demon. "I'm gonna find out more. You stay here."

"Wait, no!" She jumped up from her chair. "Let me go with you."

"I think it's better if you stay and use your connections here to find out something." This was only part of the reason but Lucifer didn't want to scare the Detective by saying that he might need his superpowers.

She looked like she wanted to protest, but then stopped herself. "Alright. Please call me if you find anything."

"I will, Detective." Lucifer was about to leave when he remembered something. "There's a little problem, Detective."

"What is it?"

"I lost my old phone somewhere in hell and don't have your number anymore."

"Oh."

Lucifer waited for her to say more but she seemed to be far away with her thoughts.

"Detective?"

"Oh, sorry. Let's exchange numbers again."

After they exchanged numbers, Lucifer left the precinct. As soon as he was outside the building he took his phone and made a call. When he was done he got in his car and drove to his first destination as fast as he could.

"I found them," a female voice said.

"Good job, Maze," Lucifer replied and noted down the address Maze gave him. "I'll be there in 15 minutes."

Lucifer hung up the phone and started his car. It had taken several hours to find any information on Trixie's whereabouts. The sky was already turning dark and LA's rush hour didn't make it easy to navigate to the place Maze told him. Lucifer's finger nervously played with the steering wheel and not just once he cursed at other drivers who were in his way.

When he finally arrived at the destination the sky was completely dark. Most street lamps were broken, creating an eerie atmosphere that would have made most people get away immediately. Lucifer parked his car in a safe distance and walked the remaining meters to the actual address.

"Took you long enough." Maze appeared out of nowhere next to Lucifer, her figure blending perfectly into the darkness around them. She was holding two curved knives in her hands and Lucifer could sense the thirst for blood inside her.

"Well, you know how traffic is during this hour," Lucifer replied.

"Blah, blah." Maze rolled her eyes. Lucifer wasn't sure if she was bored or annoyed. Probably both.

"You know that I'm pissed that you went back to hell without saying anything? And without taking me with you?"

"Maze, I'm—"

"Shut up." Maze glared at Lucifer. She played with the knives in her hand and looked at Lucifer as if she wanted to jump his throat. Lucifer was wise enough not to anger the demon more. He was sure he could handle the situation himself but it was easier not to let Trixie see his devilish side when he wasn't the only one going inside the house.

"Let me make this clear," Maze said, "I'm only helping you because this is about Trixie."

"I appreciate it, Maze."

Maze snorted and they continued walking in silence until they arrived at the backdoor. It was a rundown house in one of the worst areas of LA. Nothing like the address Lucifer got from the school when he asked about Trixie's new friend. It was actually easy to get this one. All he had to do was take a charming look at Trixie's teacher and she was happy to do anything for Lucifer. Anna Richardson, 12 years old, her parents both lawyers, moved from New York to Los Angeles two weeks ago. He had visited the address immediately but the house he found was empty.

Maze looked at Lucifer and he nodded. Without making a single sound, Maze opened the door with her knives. They both exchanged glances again, then entered the house. The inside was pitch black but this was no problem for them as they could see perfectly well in the dark. They searched the entire ground floor but there was no sign of anyone in any of the rooms.

"Upstairs," Maze said, and both of them went up the stairs without making any noise. The first floor was dark as well but the last door showed lights from under the door. Maze looked at Lucifer when they reached the door.

"I'm going in."

Without warning, Maze kicked in the door, pulled her knives, and pointed them at whoever was in the room. Lucifer followed her closely and was amazed at the sight in front of them. Trixie and a blonde girl were sitting in the middle of the room with several rabbits around them. The girls screamed when they saw the sudden intruders and the rabbits ran away in panic.

Trixie was the first one who stopped screaming when she realized who was standing in the door.

"Maze? Lucifer? What are you doing here?"

Lucifer stepped forward while Maze only clicked her tongue and rolled her eyes at the situation. She didn't look happy but Lucifer was glad that they found Trixie unhurt.

"We were looking for you," he said to Trixie. "You didn't tell your mother where you went after school and she was worried."

"The battery was empty. But Aunt Margaret said she would call mom." Trixie's eyes went from Lucifer to Maze and back. "Is there a problem?"

"Everything is fine now," Lucifer replied. "So this is your new friend Anna?"

"Yes!" Trixie's eyes started glowing. "She's great and I love her bunnies!"

Anna blushed a little when she heard Trixie praising her.

"I see," Lucifer said and turned to the blonde girl. "Hello, Anna. When are your parents back? I'd like to speak to them."

"I don't know," Anna said. "They always stay at work late. That's why I often stay with mom's friends."

Lucifer looked around the room. Everything was old and shabby. He couldn't imagine a rich woman being friends with someone who lived in a house like this.

"And where is this friend?"

"Aunt Margaret said she would go buy dinner."

Lucifer was about to ask Anna more questions when he could hear a faint sound somewhere in the house. Maze stiffened next to him and licked her lips, smiling in anticipation.

"Very well, I'm busy so I will come back later," Lucifer said. "But Maze wants to stay and play with you and the little bunnies."

"What?" Maze's smile died and she turned around, glaring at Lucifer.

Lucifer pulled her aside and lowered his voice. "Maze, we don't know how many enemies we're facing. I want someone to stay with the children. Try not to kill the bunnies, okay?"

"You're gonna pay for this," growled Maze, pointing one of her knives at Lucifer's throat. They were both standing still for several seconds, staring at each other, none of them budging one inch. Finally, Maze gave up with a dissatisfied expression on her face. She put the knives back in her pockets and turned back to the kids, faking her best smile. "I love bunnies!"

"Yay!" Trixie jumped up and hugged Maze. "I will introduce you to everyone."

Lucifer relaxed when he saw the kids laughing, knowing that Maze would be there to protect them. He left the room and went downstairs without making any sounds.

The rest of the house was still dark. Normal people would think that no one was home but Lucifer's senses were extraordinary. Without hesitation, he headed toward the living room and opened the door when a shape emerged from the darkness of the room and attacked Lucifer.

The attacker was so strong that Lucifer almost fell to the ground. This was definitely not a human opponent. Lucifer reacted at lightning speed, grabbed the attacker, and used the remaining momentum to bring the opponent down. Not wasting time, Lucifer jumped on his attacker and they kept fighting at the ground, bumping into a table and several chairs in the process. A normal human would have long since been knocked out by then, but whoever—or whatever—was wrestling with Lucifer was tough. Finally, the attacker gave up and stopped moving.

Lucifer stood up and turned on the light. The room was a mess. Chairs were knocked over and the table and floor under it were full of broken glass. Next to the table was a woman. She was trying to get up from the floor, but the fight had left her without much energy.

When Lucifer came closer, the woman looked up. Her eyes were fiery red and her face was distorted. This was no longer a human woman.

"Didn't I clearly say no possessing humans?" Lucifer stared at the demon in front of him but didn't receive a reply. "How did you come to earth?"

"Hahahahahaaaahaaaaahaha!" The demon started laughing, distorting its face even more.

Lucifer pressed the demon to the ground and stared at it with his devil eyes. "I order you to tell me: how did you come to earth?"

"Hhhuuuuhhhhhaaaaahahahahahuhuhahaha!" The demon was squirming under Lucifer, laughing like crazy. Something was wrong here. Normally, no normal demon could oppose Lucifer. He changed his face completely into his devil face but that didn't impress the demon at all. Then, after more seconds of senseless laughing, the demon suddenly froze and fixated its eyes on an invisible point on the ceiling before crumbling down under Lucifer.

"Oh bloody hell!" Lucifer moved away from the now empty shell of a body in front of him. All traces of the demon were wiped out as if it had never existed. Lucifer stood up and checked the room, then the rest of the house for any signs of more demons or anything that would have controlled the demon. But the house was clean.

Lucifer sighed and went back to the room with Maze and the kids. When he opened the door, he witnessed a bizarre scene that made him smile. Maze was sitting in the middle of the room, in her dark demon warrior outfit and with two white rabbits in her lap. She had a smile on her face which immediately disappeared when she saw Lucifer.

"My, my, someone fell down the rabbit hole," Lucifer said and took out his phone. "Do you mind if I take a picture?"

Maze glared at him and her lips were slowly forming a sentence without speaking it out loud.

I'm. Gonna. Kill. You.

Lucifer chuckled before he became serious again.

"Alright children, I got word from Aunt Margaret that something came up for her and that you should go home. I'm gonna call your parents."

"Bye Anna!" Trixie waved her hands when Anna went into her parent's car. Lucifer was standing in the doorframe of the shabby house, monitoring the entire scene. He suspected Anna's parents to be involved in the entire mess, but when they arrived he couldn't sense any demonic or other non-human vibes from them. Part of him was relieved that he didn't have to deal with them right now. But this also meant that he had zero pointers for who else was behind the demon.

The car drove away into the night and left Lucifer and Trixie standing alone. Maze was already gone after Lucifer told her to take care of the woman's body. After cursing for not being able to kill anyone tonight, she did what he asked her to do.

"Let's go home," Lucifer said. Trixie turned around and looked into Lucifer's eyes without saying a word. Lucifer couldn't interpret the look of her eyes and it made him feel uncomfortable. He could never interpret the actions of children, which was why he usually avoided them like the plague. Without further words, he went down the stairs to the street and started walking to his car.

"Hey! Is it okay to let a child walk alone in the dark?" asked Trixie behind him.

"The car is right over there," Lucifer replied, pointing into the darkness.

Trixie remained unimpressed and crossed her arms, looking at Lucifer with a stubborn face.

"Okay little human, what should I do?"

Trixie reached out her hand to Lucifer. He looked at her, waiting for another action.

"You have to hold it!" said Trixie and stretched her hand closer to him.

Lucifer looked at the small hand as if it would attack him. Children could be so terrifying. Hesitantly he reached out and took hold of Trixie's hand. A wide smile went all over her face. Lucifer mustered the best smile he could do, trying to hide his awkwardness, and they continued walking to the car.

Half an hour later they arrived at the Detective's apartment. Lucifer had already called her from the shabby house once he had made sure that there was no more danger. He assured her that everything was fine and that Trixie only visited her friend, that the phone was out of batteries, and that the person who was supposed to watch them was a little irresponsible. He left out the part about the demon possession to not worry the Detective—nothing he said was a lie, just not the full story. The only thing that was left to do now was bringing Trixie to the door.

"We're home," Trixie said with a big smile on her face to Lucifer when they were standing in front of the door.

"Yes, I see it," Lucifer replied, still feeling awkward in her presence. He rang the doorbell and the door was opened almost immediately.

"Trixie!" The Detective let out a gasp of relief and hugged her daughter tight. Lucifer was watching their reunion silently, feeling a strange warmth inside him.

"Thank you, Lucifer." The Detective looked up to him, her eyes showing tears. Her reaction surprised him so much that he wasn't sure what to say.

"Glad to help," he muttered more to himself.

Several seconds went by before the Detective let go of Trixie. "Go inside, Trix, okay?"

"Mom, can Lucifer come in too?" asked Trixie.

"Oh… um..." The Detective looked at Lucifer and hesitated. With a hasty movement, she brushed a strand of hair out of her face. Lucifer unintentionally held his breath.

"Well…" The Detective took a deep breath. "Do you want to come in?"

Lucifer smiled. "Yes, I do."