Okay, my thoughts on Lucifer's Domains in the show. Well, on Lucifer anyway, not Supernatural. Also, if anyone is interested I am basing Castiel's Domains on a fic I read a while back. In which he has not only Thursday but loneliness and tears as well. So, three Domains.
Episode Two – Are You There, God? It's me, Dean Winchester.
Lucifer was nervous about Ella being there that night. She was late and he thought he may have scared her off for good. He had the next episode up and he wanted to yell at the title alone, because yes, he can hear you, but no, he doesn't care.
He hoped that his Dad doesn't end up making a surprise visit in the episode, because he really thinks he would quit if that happened. That would just be...horrific. He'd have to be slowly fed that before he could stomach it. No sudden appearances would be for the best.
Before he could get too angry and start taking it out on the screen in front of him, he heard the lift ding and deposit its cargo of Ella into the room. "Sorry, I'm late. Friday night traffic and you would own a popular club."
He grinned. So, he hadn't scared her off. Good. "Yeah, after we watch this I'll be heading downstairs for the night. I think I'll need the fun just by looking at the title."
Ella bounced over to the couch and flopped herself into the seat next to his, her eyes staring eagerly at the screen. She blinked, peeked at him and covered her mouth with a hand. "Oh, yeah, don't worry. God doesn't appear anywhere in the episode. You can relax now."
He did, slightly. "Does he ever appear?"
She nodded. "Yes, but not fully until, like, season 11. So don't worry about it."
Season 11 was a long way away from where he was at and that did make him relax. Great, so he would have time to enjoy at least parts of it. He didn't think the angels too accurate, but hey, humans thought it up. It was funny to think of his sister as a guy. And a show off. She much preferred her own company.
One of the first things he did when the episode truly started was laugh at Dean's "I was groped by an angel." line.
"I'd grope him," Ella stated at his side and he blinked and looked at her.
"Really? I prefer Sam myself."
He did not expect her to burst out laughing at that. He frowned at her. "What?"
She shook her head. "I just never really thought of you having a type. I like my guys rugged."
He had the feeling that, while what she said was the truth it wasn't what made her laugh. He shrugged and turned back to the screen. Remote comfortably in hand, always ready to pause and play. He turned the show back on.
He paused it again after Dean said he didn't buy that there was a God even with all the proof in front of his face. "You know, Dean's attitude generally bugs me, but damn am I liking him already this episode. I mean Sam already believed, and Bobby couldn't care if there is or isn't, he just gets on, which are both much better reactions. But Dean, he disbelieves because God picked him for some reason and thinks that's crap. I like that attitude!"
Ella stared at him. "Why?'
"Because he's right. God really can't care about one individual more than any other. There is no reason to choose Dean out of all humans for this particular mission of God. I don't even know what it is but I already doubt it was Dad who is the one pulling the strings here. No. Just...no."
She blinked. "And this is the time I get really weirded out when I remember that you are the Lucifer and God is your actual father."
"It weirds you out? Try being me sometime..."
She shuddered at that. "No thanks. Sorry, but no."
He turned the show back on just to stop the chat as it was going. He didn't want to think on that anymore.
Half the episode passed after that in relative silence, only the odd laugh or grumble depending on if he or she liked or disliked something. And then Bobby showed off his panic room and Lucifer paused.
"Have I mentioned, any time at all, that I love Bobby? He's my favourite. This is a guy who got bored one weekend and decided 'You know what would be good? A room that is safe from ghosts, anything allergic to iron and demons. Sounds good. Boom, made it in like two days out of solid iron. Bobby just gets things done."
Ella nodded. "I think Bobby is liked by almost everyone, but hey, I may be wrong there. But I totally agree with you. I also like Ellen and Jo."
Lucifer frowned at that. "I don't know...I found them to be bit characters thrown in every now and then for fan service. They are pretty to look at. I don't see much character to them. I rarely see character on the bit part actors, but Bobby. Bobby is great and he's becoming more important as the show goes on. He's being fleshed out into a great character. Is he a main character from now on, because it is the only thing I can think of."
Ella nodded. "Yeah, he becomes a huge part of the show as a main character. He's the only character, apart from Sam and Dean, who has appeared in every season to date. Bobby is a huge part of the boys' life. As Dean said last episode, he is like a father to them. More so than John ever was."
He grimaced. "Yeah, I don't like John Winchester at all. He reminds me of Dad..."
Ella frowned at him. "I don't want to know. I really don't. Though it does explain a lot."
He scowled at her. "Oh, thanks..."
She winked and grinned at him. "Come on, turn it back on."
He turned back to the screen and pressed play. "Fine."
He paused it again a few minutes later to stare at the screen. "Oh no. I see where this is going and I do not like it."
And by his side, Ella laughed and punched his shoulder. "I told you that this season might get you to rage quit the show."
He stubbornly shook his head. "Nope, not going to happen. I will soldier on, even if I have to deal with yet another stupidly inaccurate portrayal of myself. I mean, seriously, do I look like someone who hates humanity? Do I feel evil to you? Why would I want to end this bloody world? It's the closest thing to a true home I have ever had. I...I am going to hate the me in this show, aren't I?"
Ella laughed and fell to her side to lie on the couch beside him. "Oh yeah, big time. It also throws in the whole Sympathy for the Devil thing. You know, where the Devil is the bad guy and evil, but you can sympathise with him because of the whole Hell thing."
He grunted. "At least part of it is correct then. That was a shitty thing to do to me and I will never forgive Dad what he did to me until he gets his arse down here and personally tells me he's sorry himself. Because Dad knows I didn't believe Mum when she told me that Hell was her idea and was done to keep me safe because Dad wanted to kill me. That was a bit too unbelievable for even me to see as the truth."
She shook her head. "Damn, you had shitty luck with a mother who would tell you your Dad wants you dead."
He nodded. "There's a reason I am in therapy."
She nodded knowingly back at him. "Oh yeah, I understand that completely."
He only then remembered her being open to him about being in therapy herself and got comfortable in his seat, before lifting the remote up to face the screen. "Well, here's to me not giving up on this show then." He hit play somewhat reluctantly.
He didn't pause the show again, as it was close to the end, but boy was he tempted to. He really didn't understand what this seals thing had to do with getting out of Hell.
So, he waited until the episode was over and turned it off before he said anything further. He turned to Ella with a confused look on his face. He could feel it. He was very confused. "What do breaking seals have anything to do with me getting out of Hell? I'm...I don't think I was able to understand what Cassie was going on about there at the end."
Ella bit her lip and nibbled at it for a few seconds. "The show goes into more specifics with that later on. But the main gist of it is Lucifer can't get out of Hell until 66 seals are broken, because they resemble locks that keep him in Hell."
"But there were no seals to keep me in there. There was no need for any seals. I could leave any time I wanted. I only stayed because it was my duty to. And even then I left when it got a bit too much. And when I quit, I came here permanently. Well, unless someone kills me and then I unfortunately find myself back, but now I have my wings, I can easily get myself back again without having anyone needing to resurrect my body. Which is good and saves a lot of time and effort. And Linda won't have to tell me again she's not that kind of doctor."
Ella stared at him. "You were allowed to quit Hell?"
He grinned. "I have no idea if I was allowed or not. Allowed has nothing to do with quitting. Quitting is a personal choice. I quit because I was so bored with doing the same thing over and over and over again. Didn't I mention Hell as being a repeated punishment? Yeah. No thanks. I am so done with that. Now it's fun and I get to do what I want!"
Ella nodded. "And yet you still ended up in a position to punish the guilty."
He grinned. "Of course. It is my duty. I am still an angel. We are all tuned to our duty. Doesn't matter where I am as long as I can do it. I was focusing on the whole music domain thing before the Detective came along. And then mum gave me an excuse to go back to light for a bit and I am the walking embodiment of Desire, so..."
"Three domains with a different duty, yeah, you said that last night. I forgot. And that's the reason you started a nightclub?'
"Well, considering I didn't really believe the police did their jobs very well at all and all of you were corrupt until I met the Detective, I wasn't much interested in the whole punishment part of my duties until then. That and I needed a break from it, so nightclub. Music, singing. Things I enjoy doing and other people flock to me to listen. It made me feel good, which I really needed."
"This is going to sound like the stupidest thing ever, but Hell sounds like...well, Hell."
He threw back his head and laughed at that, before staring up at the ceiling for a bit. "Yeah, that's because Hell is Hell, darling. So! Tomorrow night for another episode?"
She grinned at him. "Oh yeah, you are on. You better believe I will be here every night until you either quit, or you get through it all."
He closed his eyes and smiled at that. "That's good. At least I don't have to put up with this alone. Things are always better with other people."
"Yeah, they are. So! Going downstairs now, then? I might stay for a drink."
He opened his eyes and turned his head in her direction. She sat herself up from the prone position she had been in. "That sounds good."
Together they got up and made their way to the lift to go downstairs and party the night away.
He suddenly really felt like playing the piano at the bar.