As Dereen crept downstairs into Lux to disappear into the crowd, Ella and Chloe sat just a few feet away at the main bar. Ella nervously tapped her fingers on the counter. "When did you say Lucifer would be back?"

Chloe smiled at her, "He'll be back soon. Don't worry everything will be all right."

Ella looked even more agitated, "I'm usually the one with the positive outlook, but something is wrong. I feel sick, like emotionally sick. I keep wanting to find Michael." She stared into the distance, organizing her thoughts. "I was kind of detached when he left because he's so wonderful and I'm just me and I felt like our relationship wasn't as important to him…" She gave Chloe a frustrated nudge, "How is a girl supposed to handle insecurity when you're dating," she leaned in to whisper the last words, "an angel, or…" she gestured at Chloe, "the Devil himself."

Chloe looked around, and then whispered back, "Lucifer told me you knew. So, any time you need to vent, I'm here for you."

"Thank you. I'm thinking I'll need lots of girls nights so we can compare notes." She smiled sheepishly, "When do you think Michael will be back? I really want to apologize."

Chloe gave her a worried look, "I'm not sure. What if we go upstairs to the penthouse to wait? You can rest on the couch or just pace if that helps."

Ella stood up, nervous energy radiating out of her, "Yeah. Please. I need to move, but the noise down here is making me tense."

They walked to the elevator, and Ella gave her a hug as they rode up to Lucifer's home, "Thanks for understanding. I'm kind of head over heels about the guy but I'm still trying to deal with everything."

"Hey, I know exactly what that feels like. I nearly ruined everything with Lucifer when I first found out, then we both fought the attraction for the longest time. Now that we're together I try to take things a day at a time, but I still worry about all the crazy, sometimes dangerous things that make up my life."

The elevator doors opened and Ella stepped out, "Yep. We're living a comic book life. I think I'll…" Her sentence was never finished as she let out a cry, "Michael!"

She ran to the terrace where Michael's crumpled form lay face down, his dark wings wet with blood. She knelt beside him, pulling off her t-shirt to press against the wound on his back. She looked up a Chloe. "I have to keep pressure on this. Will you check for a pulse?"

Chloe nodded, already moving to touch his neck below the jaw. She held her fingers there for a moment, and then let out the breath trapped in her lungs, "He's alive."

The elevator dinged and opened. Lucifer and Amenadiel strode into the room arguing, until Chloe yelled for help. Both brothers ran to the terrace, "What happened?"

"We don't know. We just found him like this." Ella lifted her tear-streaked face to Lucifer, "He's been stabbed and it's bad."

Amenadiel checked the wound. "Hell-forged blade. It went deep."

Lucifer gave Amenadiel a worried frown, "Let's get him into the back bedroom." Each brother took a position under a wing and dragged Michael inside. Lucifer kept one hand tight against the wound to slow the bleeding, "Don't you dare die on me, Michael." He mumbled against his brother's shoulder, "If you end up back in the Silver City, don't expect me to come visit."

Ella overheard Lucifer's words, "Will he be able to come back if he dies?"

"Ms Lopez, if he dies and goes back to the Silver City, he won't remember anything of his time with us. He'll go back to being Dad's loyal soldier." He gave her a sorrowful shrug, "It's sort of a celestial re-set button."

She gazed up at Lucifer, eyes drenched in tears, "But I just found him."

Lucifer tipped his head to the side, working to understand the expression on Ella's face, he gave her a sad look and quietly asked, "You two are lovers, yes?"

Her lip trembled and she gave a shaky nod of her head.

She moved aside so that Amenadiel and Lucifer could get Michael to the bed and arrange him stomach down with his wings draped over both sides of the mattress. Chloe ran in, her arms full of medical supplies and a fresh shirt for Ella. Ella yanked the shirt over her head, and then took the scissors to cut Michael's shirt open up the center of his back. She wiped away as much blood as possible and cleaned the area between his wings. "Should I try to stitch this?"

Lucifer shook his head, "No, I don't think it will do any good. Just stay with him. Talk to him, Ella. Or better yet, address your thoughts to him, like a prayer. Since you have been together, there's a good chance that he'll hear you even in this state of unconsciousness." He moved toward the hallway door, "Chloe, will you come with me for a moment?"

Chloe followed him down the hall to his living area.

Lucifer turned to face her, "Stand back a bit darling."

She stepped back as Lucifer began to concentrate. He looked upward, closed his eyes and with a gasp unfurled his wings. Lucifer gave her a look of acceptance and quirked one eyebrow, "The bloody things are here to stay, so I'll use them." He held out his hand to her, beckoning her near, "Be a dear and take one of the smaller feathers from my left wing." He pointed to the proper location and Chloe separated out a small, fluffy one that glowed with light at her touch. She shivered as the glowing heat of the feather in her fingers set off a matching pulse of warmth inside her chest. She quickly plucked the small feather out of his wing. "Give that to Ms. Lopez and have her apply it to the wound."

Chloe ran back to the bedroom as Lucifer slouched onto the couch. Amenadiel joined him, "I'm glad your wings are back."

"Well, yes. They do come in handy every now and again." He gave his brother a smirk, but quickly turned serious, "Now, how do you supposed Michael ended up near dead on my terrace?"

"It had to be the traitor he's been looking for in his inner circle."

"Yes. And that wound was inflicted at close range. I seriously doubt that Michael could have made it through the barrier if he was stabbed in Hell."

Amenadiel gave him a worried look, "which means the demon behind the attack is probably here on earth."

Lucifer's eyes flashed red, "Perfect. Ready to go hunting, brother?"

"Oh yeah." Amenadiel stood up, more than ready to fight. Then he paused, "But I think we should talk with Maze first."

Suddenly light filled the room, shining incredibly bright. Both brothers turned to look down the hall. A happy shout followed, "Yes! Michael you're going to be all right!"

The brothers shared joyful smiles and clapped each other on the back before looking away in embarrassment. They quickly broke apart to walk into the bedroom.

Ella was curled next to Michael's side, underneath one black wing. She carefully hugged his waist and kissed his cheek as he smiled weakly at her, "'m fine, love."

Lucifer grinned at him, "welcome back brother."

Michael groaned, "Thanks…"

Amenadiel, sat near the bed, "Did you see who did this?"

"No. Someone jumped onto my back just as I was making the dimension jump. I was stabbed as I appeared above Lux." He closed his eyes in exhaustion, "But it was probably Dereen. She has escaped and is working with Aruniel."

Amenadiel and Lucifer shared a look as Michael gave in to his need for sleep and blacked out again.

Downstairs, Dereen kept to the edge of the crowd, making her way to the ladies room. She stepped into an empty stall and lifted the hem of her dress to check the knives strapped to each thigh. She stepped back out into Lux watching for any sign of Lucifer. She hoped she could take him by surprise, force him to make the jump back to hell and kill him. With the two brothers gone, she could rule as the new Queen of Hell. She smiled as she saw Lucifer make his way down the stairs, but started to curse when she notice another angel at his side.

She moved away from the two men, only to find herself too close to Mazikeen who strode into the crowd. She circled away again as Maze joined the two angels.

Mazikeen smiled eagerly, hoping for some action, "Patrick said you needed me?"

Amenadiel gave her a sad look, "Yes, Maze. Michael was attacked and nearly killed by a demon blade just a few moments ago."

Lucifer nodded, "We believe the demon is nearby. But she isn't working alone. One of our siblings is involved."

'So, you need me to track the demon?"

"No, I can handle that." Lucifer gave her a wary look, "Amenadiel wants to take you with him. You see, Aruniel isn't in Los Angeles. We think he may be hiding in Hell."

"You want me to go back to Hell?" she said in stunned disbelief. "A few months ago, that was all I wanted. But now I've got emotions and guilt. I will be at a big disadvantage there."

Amenadiel nodded and turned to face Lucifer, "Luci, she's right. It's too dangerous.
I can go alone. If Aruniel is there, I can handle it."

Maze shook her head, "Nope. Not happening." She gripped Amenadiel's arm tightly, "You wouldn't last a minute down there without me." She gave Lucifer a willful look, "I'll do it."

Lucifer looked annoyed at the time spent arguing, "All right. If that's all sorted now, I'll go look for our missing demon, and you two see if you can find the winged malcontent that helped her. Our dear angel of despair has some payback coming."

"Aruniel always was a little jealous."

"Well, he's gone totally mad, if you ask me. It was him, the day that Chloe became so upset. He was probably behind the fire too." Lucifer clenched his jaw. "Don't bring him back to me. I'm trying to be good; to live up to how Chloe sees me, but if I get near him, I will tear him limb from limb."

Maze smiled, "Good to see a little of the old fire in you… But I get it." She stuck her chin up, and growled, "We'll find him and make him pay."

Amenadiel gave her a worried look, but nodded to Lucifer in assurance that they would deal with it.

The two left the club immediately.