In this chapter, I'm writing based on Amenadiel's Pov to add up for the story. This will possibly be a one-time based on Amenadiel's Pov, the rest will be mainly based on Lucifers' and Chloe's Pov. So enjoy...

Chapter 7

Amenadiel's Pov

After hearing the news about Chloe, I knew that my brother, Lucifer would be broken. And, those sure cracks on his heart will be filled with his own poison of wrath and grief if something ever happens to her. I know I needed to heal this, help my brother to fix whatever it takes. With or without father's miracle help, but I will still have faith. I know Lucifer was working his way to find Chloe, however I am still worried about Pierce. My gut forecasted something else that he's hiding, something sly and dark, and whatever it is I cannot let it succeed. Therefore, there is one person who get into someone's head. Someone as human as Pierce is now.

Rushing back to police station, I headed down to Ella's lab and saw Charlotte inside. I knocked on the door and watched Charlotte turning around with some papers in her hands, she welcomed me with a kind smile, "Hey, Amenadiel."

I smiled back while closing the door, "Hey Charlotte. This a bad time?"

"No, not at all" she replied.

I walked in the lab slowly, rubbing my hands anxiously, "I assume that you heard about Chloe."

"Yeah..." Charlotte sign in sorrow as I could see it infection tearing in her eyes while she was trying to hide it. She sucked a deep breathe in and tried to say something positive, "I... um... was trying help out, with the case."

"Oh. Great" I cheered, then quickly changed the subject, "Anyway, I was hoping that you might be able to help me out again."

She began nodding and began explaining, "I know, I know we failed to prove Pierce is The Sinnerman. But, I've still been digging, and I am confident that eventually..."

"Actually, I'm taking a different angle this time, Charlotte" I irrupted her before she could begin explaining about her discovery.

"Any chance to get in His good graces, I'm in" Charlotte rolled her eyes up then back to me, a way to think of my father and to help in anyway in his honor.

"The thing is, Pierce seems to genuinely be in love. I feared this might end up bad for everyone" I explained, "To stop this, we would have to understand him, and that that guy is impenetrable."

Charlotte walked back and pulled out a chair and sat down while still facing me, "Well, if being a trial lawyer has taught me anything. It's that there's always a way to get inside someone's head, get them to have a change of heart."

I walked over and grabbed a chair for myself to sit on, as I looked at Charlotte with curious eyes, "Okay. Go on."

"Well, you and Pierce are both former immortals that became mortal" she pointed about my loss wings and power, then continued explaining, "So, you could dig into your own fears and insecurities, weaponize them. It may not be easy, but..."

"But worthy of a test" I ended the sentence

"Exactly" Charlotte nodded in agreement, she clicked her finger and pointed her finger like a shotgun.

Charlotte expected to see a glimpse of hope painted on my face, except she saw some more worriedness as she wondered, "AmenWhat's the matter?"

I looked over my shoulder to see if no one was closely around the door entrance, then faced to Charlotte and broke-down my theory, "You don't think... Pierce has anything to do with Chloe's abduction, do you?"

Charlotte reacted surprised when I asked her that question, her mouth rapidly became dry as her voice was speechless. Soon, she managed to get voice back and whispered, "What? You think he's involved?"

I couldn't truthfully say that he is, when I'm not even sure if it is true. I'll just be lying to Charlotte and myself. So, I cleared my answer, "Well, he is Cain and the Sinnerman, so there could be a chance..."

"But, if he's generally in love with Chloe, and he came to me to help them find her" Charlotte argued, "He could just care about Chloe, or..." I leaned in interested of her second opinion, "... or, he might have planned all of this."

"That's my gut feeling" I admitted.

"I see that now" Charlotte agreed as she having that same gut feeling as well, "But, why set this whole thing?"

We sat in a short second of silent until I broke it with a small theory, "Well, Lucifer said Pierce lost his mark, because of Chloe's affection."

Charlotte leaned back with a raised eyebrow, she mused on the theory, "How does that work?"

I answered back straight away, "I have no idea."

"But, if getting back Chloe is his task" I began thinking on Pierce's trail of success, "Then he would try to get rid of whatever is in his way."

"Like us? Since we've been following him" Charlotte suggested.

"Or Lucifer" I thought, it was my brother who tried to help Pierce to remove his mark then had to break his promise. Now, that Pierce is in love with Chloe and Lucifer is in the way of it and my brother has finally recognised his feelings for the human. I assume that Pierce would do something about it, perhaps to find way to make Lucifer disappeared. Since I understood that Lucifer is my task and that bringing him and the miracle child, Chloe together is included. I realised I have to complete this fulfil my own purpose in my father's honor.

My wondering eyes soon noticed the worriedness behind Charlotte ocean blue eyes, however I felt that she wasn't completely worried about this situations, it was about something else. "Charlotte, you okay?" I asked.

"Yeah" Charlotte quickly replied back with a fake smile. But, when I returned with a serious, straight look then it broke Charlottes' fake smile. She huffed low to herself and revealed, " truth is, I don't feel any different from helping you to prove that Pierce is the if Hell is definitely based on your own guilt, then I'm still screwed."

"Look, we are doing a good thing. You're doing a good thing" I reached my hand out and softly rubbed on her small hand, pointing out her great support for me and now for Chloe. I explained with my gentle voice, "And it's important to celebrate the tiny victories, along the way."

"Right. But how will I know when it's enough, Amenadiel? How will you know?" she questioned her belief in this situation, and I won't blame for a human and for myself to be in this confusion matter.

"Well, we're very different, Charlotte" I stated, "I'm an angel. I'll know when my wings are back, it's just instinct."

"What about until then? Aren't you just as mortal as I am?" Charlotte indicated with an interesting, yet an obvious point.

I sat there in silence as that point of argument literally hit me. I didn't want to think about it, just still keep up with the faith. However, the Charlottes' question got me to doubting my hopes. I slowly replied, "Well, I suppose you're right. If I were to die right now, I'm not even sure that I would go to Heaven." Since now I am mortal, since I have fallen and lost my wings because of my terrible mistakes, these guilts of mine might direct me away from my home and lead me down to Hell.

"If that's the case, then there's definitely no hope for me" Charlotte commented, with an 'of course' look painted on her face.

But then, I raised up back to my faith in father, and think of the words of wisdom he could give to me, "That's where faith comes in, Charlotte. Hope in the face of hopelessness."

"But where is the faith?" Charlotte continued arguing against my faith from her lack of hope, but I could see how desperate she is and how lost she feels, "Angel or not, what I'm hearing is that you're pretty much as clueless as I am. Maybe we're not so different, after all."

I was about to keep speaking up for my faith in this and in my father, however Charlottes' last sentence paused the air I was breathing in my lungs. I put my faith to aside and thought about that statement of Charlotte and asked myself, "How different are we?" I understood that since the beginning, father created humans as he creature my siblings and I. Taught us to treat the humans as equal as we treat each other. However, I thought that since we were the directed descendants of God, we were born to be more supreme and more understanding. However, since my fall and the amount of guilt that I have weighted on my shoulders, I firsted believed that this my punishment from father. But now, Charlotte's point has flipped my world of knowledge and revealed a new theory that popped into my mind. That humans can goes to Heaven based on what they deserved, but it never accrued to me that angels could be in that same position as well. For ourselves to be judged by own guilt. Could it be.

A triple knock banged on the lab door, my heads swing around and saw Ella standing by the entrance, "Hey, guys! Um, Charlotte, I was going to get some lunch if you want to come. But, if you're busy, I totally understand..."

"No, actually I'm a bit peckish myself" Charlotte rapidly answered back with a small smile.

Ella looked down at me and grinned, "Hey Amendiel."

"Hello Ella" I replied.

"Do you want to join? I was thinking sushi?" Ella asked.

"No thank you, I've got plans today anyway" I answered.

Charlotte got from her chair and picked up her small, black purse. She walked around the table and greeted with Ella by the door entrance. They smiled and waved at me before leaving the lab together and headed to the exist of the station. Afterwards, I planned the first step for my task, and to start I followed Charlotte advice. Texted Pierce to come and meet at Lux. Fortunately, there would be no big crowd in the night cub, only the stuff who were cleaning the club for tonight. When he arrived Pierce stared at me like he was preparing for another fight, expected I gave him a gentle smile. Which made him stopped and stood in the centre of the room where I was standing behind the bar counter.

"It's alright Pierce" I broke the silence between us, "I'm not gonna bite you."

"Says the guy who's tried to kill me numerous times and now can succeed" Pierce replied back with his muscular arms crossing over his chest.

"Relax, I asked you here to celebrate" I opened a big beer bottle and placed on the other side of the counter.

Soon, Pierce quickly develop enough courage to walk over, "So you're not mad that I got rid of my mark?

"No, I actually feel this odd kinship" I explained, noticing the curious gaze Pierce was eyeing at me, I continued, "I mean, this is like the, uh, the first official meeting of the Immortals Turned Mortal Club."

Unexpectedly, Pierce returned a small smile, "In that case, the beers on you pal."

"It's all my Father's plan, I have to assume" I added my beliefs in what my father would have wanted if it was meant to be.

"Maybe" Pierce eyed down to the marble surface of the counter, then commanded a favor to me, "But for now, I need to keep it quiet from certain people, until I know it's gonna stick.

I started walking around the counter for my own beer bottle in my hand and cheered, "First club rule: cone of silencio."

Once I reached on the same side of the counter and sat next to Pierce, we cheered by clacking our beer bottles together. A small smile grew on Pierce, "I've wanted this to happen for so long, yet I'm losing it."

I took a short sip of my beer and frowned, "Of course, about Chloe."

"Yeah" Pierce sign in sorrow, he didn't breathed in selfishness or in greed, I felt his care through the vibration of his voice, "God knows... Your fathers knows what the hell she's going through now."

"Couldn't agree more" I undertake the sentence, then I eyed at Pierce in suspicion, "Do you?"

Pierce was about to drink but paused when I asked him. He stared at me in puzzlement, "Do I what?"

"Know" I corrected his misunderstanding question.

He chuckled at first then quickly changed his mocking face expression to a serious look, "You actually think I'm involved with any of this."

"Well..." I raised my hands half-way to show.

"Okay, let me tell you something" Pierce's voiced thrived into a loud and serious tone, "I did a lot of stupid things in my life that I'm not proud. And, I did, wanted Chloe to fall for me, but I changed my mind so she wouldn't get hurt. Then, when my mark was gone I realised I can live my life, my lasting life with someone who I really cared for."

I suddenly paused in silence, I understood what he was feeling. It was the way I developed my feelings for Linda, the way she smiled, the way she talks, every single thing about her was completely amazing. Ever since I became human Linda was the only one who I felt more comfortable with to talk and to be with, as I understand more of humanity in so many different ways. I looked up to Pierce and replied, "You're right."

Pierce coughed after a short sip of his beer, widen his eyes in confusion and leaned in a bit closer, "I'm what?"

"You're right. I mean I understand the same way, and I'm really happy for you, Pierce. Truly" I return with a similar grin.

"Thanks, bro" I could the curiosity in Pierce's eyes about my strange, happy behaviour. But, his completed task of becoming mortal blinded his view of my behaviour and rapidly forgot about it.

Then, I start tipping the iceberg into hot water, "I mean, becoming mortal is the best thing that ever happened to me. Everything is so much better when you know that you can you can die at any moment."

Even when I'm mortal I could feel Pierce anxious began rising. His blissful smile slowly melted away, and his overjoyed gazes blinked into fresh new eyes of deep worriedness. I carried on the description, "How much time do we have left? 30-odd years? 40, if we lay off the sauce? I mean, that's a drop in the bucket for a former immortal."

I heard the struggled gulp down in Pierces' throat, yet he managed to truthfully breathed out, "I hadn't thought of it that way."

"Yeah. I mean, every sip of beer, every blue sky, every motorcycle ride, every kiss" I signed, picturing my memories when Linda and I kissed whenever we go out, I loved those moments. At the time, I secretly enjoyed this tention of Pierce quickly finally realising the true nature of being mortal, "So much more precious when you realize it could be your last. That any random act could just take it all away."

Pierce fell into a deep stillness as fear clawed hard into his heart and scarred across his face. I heard his heart beating fast as it was being smoked into fear, I seen that fear, I felt that fear. Since I lost my wings, my powers, till the day I was becoming mortal, becoming human. Hearing him breathing heavily but quietly, so he could try to hide his abnormal fear from me. I slowly added before I took a small sip of my beer again, "That's why every second counts when you spend it with someone like Chloe. I mean, she was special person, even since the day she was born."

That suddenly caught Pierces' ears, as he froze out from his horrific phrase. Curiosity staring at me, "What do you mean by that?"

"Oh, you know, Chloe is a special person" I repeated my answer, unsure why Pierce asked.

"But, since the day she was born?" Pierce repeated that last part of my sentence in a strict tone.

I paused in silence realising what I accidentally spilled out from my mouth. I looked at Pierce as he eyed back at me with both of his eyebrows raised up in suspicion. My mouth was completely dry even when I had a gulp of beer down my throat, I was lost in words, "Oh, what I meant was..."

"You know..." Pierce irrupted as he landed his bottle on the side of the counter, his voice suddenly sounded wicked with intelligence, "Ever since, I tried to find a way to die, I kept my eye on every celestial being on Earth, when they come, when they leave, and what they're doing. That includes Lucifer, Maze, and you..."

I leaned back a bit as I scented a flame of danger raising underneath his muscular skin, Pierce continued, "...then around the 80s, I found a picture of you and a woman in a bar, I knew what you done but I didn't know why. Until, I realised now that the woman you blessed with a child was Penelope Decker, Chloe's mum."

Pierces' eerie thoughts were written on his face, that shivered some cold chills down my strong spine. A small, ghostly grin grew on his face as he asked, "So, what was she born for?" I only replied back in silence and turned my head to face the whole room of the club, until Pierce darkly questioned, "To kill Lucifer?"

I swing my head in shock and rapidly replied, "No, of course."

"You seem pretty sure" Pierce commented.

"So, did you with your question" I argue back as my voice went low and deadly serious.

"Well, she can make the Devil bleed" Pierce pointed strongly, "Anyone could see why she would be a threat to him."

I paused for second to think carefully about what I should say next, but if I wanted Pierce to be less dangerous away from Lucifer, Chloe, or anyone. Then there's nothing else I could say, but the truth, "I think my father creatured Chloe so she could somehow be put into Lucifers' life."

"So, your daddy, created a girlfriend for your little brother" Pierce slyly changed the words from how he would normally say.

"No, I think she was meant to come cross with Lucifer, but I don't know why" I answered truthfully.

"So, if she was meant to be for Lucifer. What about Espinoza, or me, being with her?" Pierce's question was getting tougher to answer for I really couldn't understand it myself.

"Listen, all I know is, if it's meant to be, then it was meant to be. Can't change that" I replied back.

"Oh... I see" Pierce hissed in a gloomy realisation.

"See what?" I gazed up in puzzlement.

"This is what your father wanted. So, if you support that, then you would be supporting him. Then, hope that this will get your wings back" Pierce annoyingly corrected.

But, he was right, and I wanted this to be right as well. Yet, it still felt like I was heading down in the wrong direction. I was still blind to see what I have to do to complete my task and to win back father's approval, so I could get my wings and powers back. Slowly and calmly, I rested my pride and my worries to the side and focused back on Pierce. Because, when I talked about the fears of being mortal, I swear I noticed a hint of fear smushed in his eyes. So, I watchfully picked the right words to make Pierce draw back to our latest conversation.

"You right. Maybe I'm wrong about that. Maybe I'm wrong about Chloe being a miracle child. Maybe I'm wrong about Chloe could be with you" I held up a fake, happy grin, "You two are quite a something, you lived a happy together, live well and die well."

There it was, the pitch of fear striking his soul like a heart attack, I could see it in his dark eyes. It was like me when I became mortal, I was facing my deep fear of losing my fathers' approval. However, Pierce was fearing his true fear, his fear of death. Recognising the time and space Pierce needs to develop this new, horrific awareness. I gently clucked our beer bottles again and ended, "I'll leave you to it."

I started walking away through the large room of the night club, leaving Pierce froze by the counter. After walking up the stairs, I stopped at the top, turned around and seeing below that Pierce hasn't moved a muscle. He just stood there staring at the floor, one of his hands coiled tightly around his icy beer bottle and the other hand was squeezing the fingers within the palm. His fear was beating from his heart, yet the beating sounds somehow transformed into his own rage and guilt. Pierce knew what he has done and now feels ashamed for not realising sooner, realising his true fear wasn't to live forever, but to die. I turned my head back forward and continued walking till I reached outside of the club. Afterwards, I decided to see Linda to tell her the news and everything that has happened. However, when I existed the club I felt another sudden chill down my spine, like I was leaving something dark and cold inside the club that was beginning to grow.

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