I do not own Lucifer.

Jane entered the station the next morning with a dress bag. She wasn't sure what she was going to do with it and wanted to show it to Ella. She walked into the lab to hear the worst attempts at the British accent.

"My name is Lucifer Morningstar and I own Lux, the hottest nightclub in LA." Chloe was saying.

Ella laughed and tried her hand at it. "I'm the Devil, tell me your deepest desire."

Both woman laughed then noticed Jane. "What's your best Lucifer impression?" Chloe asked.

"I'll pass on the mockery." Jane shook her head. She could not believe they were openly mocking the Devil. She had too much respect for him to do that. "And your British accents are terrible."

"You can do better?" Ella asked.

Jane knew a challenge when she heard one. Her eyes rolled, and she gave it here best shot. "I'm taking the Underground to the palace to have tea with the Queen. Does my jumper match my eyes?"

Chloe and Ella stared, mouths wide open.

"Wow." Ella managed to get one word out.

"Did you spend time in England?" Chloe asked.

"A short period. I can do almost any accent decently well. Plus, I speak about fifteen languages."

"Oh, cool. Can you speak Swedish? I have always wanted to learn Swedish." Ella almost started bouncing.

"Yes, I can."

"Say something in Swedish."

Jane rolled her eyes. This was why she kept her private life private. But she obligated and said a short sentence.

"What does that mean?" Ella asked.

"I hate it when someone asks me to say something in Swedish." Jane answered. Chloe chuckled. "I can say that line in fifteen languages. I also have a working knowledge of another seven languages. Not enough for a conversation but I can understand a person."

"So, what happened last night?" Chloe wanted to now get to business.

"The auction went well, I walked away with a piece that had etchings of all four types of symbols on it. Ella, about the dress. I left the tag on it hoping to return it but…" Jane opened the bag.

"Holy Mother of God, what happened?" Ella half screamed. The bottom of the dress was ripped in multiple places. "Is that blood?"

"You should see the other guy." Jane joked.

"I had no idea museum auctions could be so violent." Chloe commented. "So where is this magical piece?"

"Lucifer is bringing it because someone sent him in to watch me. He was the one who ended up buying the piece actually."

"Morning everyone." Lucifer walked into the lab, carrying the piece. He was cheerier than usual.

"Looks like someone had a good night." Chloe observed.

"I did and so did she."

"He's not talking about me." Jane didn't look over at him but had clear the air. "Can we focus on this?"

'Fine." He placed the large piece on the table.

Four pairs of eyes studied it.

"Yeah, all I see are symbols. Or am I the only one?" Ella asked quietly.

Jane leaned forward and read the symbols. An unreadable expression crossed her face. "Detective, you had wanted to go to the auction. What can you tell me about this piece?"

Chloe felt like she was put on the spot. "Umm, I see zodiac signs and the other symbols that were on the body. You called them basic symbols and moon glyphs, right?" She was so out of her element.

"Right. And the most important thing about this piece is the fact that it's…" She picked it up and instead of getting a closer look, she dropped it. "Fake."

The loud crash made everyone jump and then just stare at the broken pieces on the floor.

"Seriously? You had to make a mess right here?" Ella did sound angry.

Jane rubbed her head, how had she not have seen that? Was she getting rusty? Words that only one other person understood came out of her mouth at a rapid speed. She was so mad at herself. It took her a moment to calm down.

"What is she saying?" Ella asked.

"Turns out our librarian swears like a Korean sailor." Lucifer answered, quite impressed.

Chloe knelt to shift through the broken pieces. "What's this?" She opened up a folded piece of paper.

"It's a safety deposit box number." Lucifer said.

"How do you know that?"

"Because I have one."

"Of course, that's where you keep your pitchfork." Chloe joked.

"I never had a pitchfork, that's ridiculous."

"Actually there is a reason the Devil is associated with a pitchfork. In the days of the early Christian Church, all local gods were villainized. Poseidon's trident was transformed into the pitchfork. And the image of the Devil himself came from Bacchus. He had festivals full of wine and sex and was usually accompanied by satyrs, half man half goats creatures."

"I don't want to talk about goats." Lucifer closed his eyes as if remembering something painful.

"You must be so much fun during holidays, pointing out the real origins behind everything and the inaccuracies." Chloe remarked.

Actually holidays usually pass without me realizing. Saves people from listening to pointless lectures."

"You really believe in all this stuff? The stuff only kids believe in?" Ella asked.

"I believe in things I can touch." Jane said and heard a chuckle from Lucifer. Apparently he was feeling better. She ignored it and continued. "But in all honesty, every religion, legend, or myth there is a grain of truth. That's what my dad taught me. And now the more and more I see, I really believe it. You just have an open mind, read between the lines so to speak. Most myths and religions have a flood, clearly something happened to have everyone write the same thing."

"But it couldn't have wiped out the entire world." Chloe argued, she couldn't believe she was getting into a philosophical debate.

"No, but it wiped out each culture's whole world." Jane said.

"Same thing with dragons, right? Lots of cultures who never interacted with each other have a version of a large winged lizard." Ella added.

"That can now be explained by dinosaur bones but same concept."

Chloe wanted to get back on track. "Alright then, not sure I believe in anything to the same extent you do, but I don't need to. Are you going to this safety deposit box? There might be something important."

"Sure. Could you ask Lucifer to tag along with me in the room this time?"

Jane found the bank quickly and Lucifer followed her inside. "Alright, we get what we need and we get out. No need to hang around." She was still feeling terrible about her lack in judgement. And she still couldn't shake the sense of fear that had settled on her since she arrived in LA.

"Why, do you have somewhere else to be?" He asked.

"No, I just want to wrap up this case as soon as possible." She walked up to the front desk. "Good morning, I need to access my safety deposit box."

The woman at the front desk took the paper and typed some things into her computer. "Professor Shaw, so nice to see you. If you will follow me."

Jane began to walk to a back room, Lucifer in tow. The woman stopped him. "I'm sorry, only the person connected with the box is allowed inside."

Lucifer opened his mouth to argue but Jane placed a hand on his arm. "I'll be right back." And she disappeared.

"Sorry about him, he likes to be included in everything." Jane attempted to make small talk.

"I can't change policies. He does seem amazing though. You are very lucky." And there was that familiar look in her eye, the one most women had when they first saw Lucifer.

"He's has his flaws like everyone." Jane answered.

"I'll leave you with your box." The woman placed a small box on the table and left.

Jane's heart was almost beating out of her chest. She never had a safety deposit box but this one had her name, or rather one of her many aliases. What was in it? She slowly lifted the lid and was only greeted by two small pieces of paper. One had a name and one had a drawing.

Now her sick feeling made sense, complete sense. It was all leading to her and she was the only one who knew it.

Jane crumpled one of the pieces up and stuck it into her pocket. She would share only one thing.

"Good, you're back. The Detective just called, there's another dead body found in the woods." Lucifer said then stopped. "Are you alright? Was there anything important in the box?"

"Just a piece of paper. We can discuss it when we get to the crime scene." Jane didn't sound like she was altogether there.

Ad Lucifer didn't question.

Twenty minutes later, they arrived at the crime scene. Ella was with the body, taking pictures.

"So, where are the brands this time?" Jane asked, she had finally pulled herself together.

"On the skull, part of the head was shaved for this one. He was found next to this flame." Chloe pointed to the eternal flame of someone's grave. "Did you find anything at the bank?"

Jane didn't want to share but she didn't have much of a choice, She pulled the paper from her pocket and handed it to Chloe.

"What is... Ach-chazu? Did I even say that right?"

"Close enough. It's a Mesopotamian monster of death and disease." Jane answered.

"So are these people getting attacked by a monster?"

"I don't know, could be. Anything is possible. Mythical creatures coming out of nowhere to harm humans. There's always a Arquillian battle cruiser or a Corillian Death ray or an intergalactic plague that is about to wipe out all life on this miserable little planet and the only way people can get on with their happy lives is that they do not know about it." Jane was so frazzled she barely knew what she was saying. The whole situation was really getting to her.

"Did you quote Men in Black?" Chloe wasn't sure she heard correctly.

"It seemed appropriate."

Lucifer was uncharacteristically quiet through this revelation.

"Are you alright? Do you need some time away from the case?" Chloe asked, concerned

"Yeah, that would actually be good. Can you guys handle it without me for a day or two?"

"Just tell us what the brands stand for and I think we will be good. We can figure out a connection on our own."

Jane nodded and walked over to the body. New body with four new brands. "Water, they all stand for water this time." Then her cell phone rang, a Texas number showed on the screen. She stared at it confused for a moment before answering it. "Hello?"

"Professor Diana Keene?"

"Speaking." Just another aliases for her.

"It's Jim Larson, landlord at 314 Norfolk Ave, the Brownstone. I hate to tell you this, but your apartment was broken into last night."

"Dammit." Jane pinched the bridge of her nose. There were so many issues beyond just the break in. Which apartment was this one? Obviously the one in Texas What items if any were in it?

"The police would like to speak with you. When would you be able to come here?"

"I'm in California right now. I can be there tomorrow afternoon."

"Sounds good, I'll let the police know."

"Thank you for contacting me." She ended the call and turned her attention back to Chloe and Lucifer. "I'm going out of town. My apartment got broken into and I need to deal with it."

"Oh my God. That's terrible." Chloe said.

"Leave my Father out of this. I doubt He had anything to do with it." Lucifer scoffed but did look concerned.

Chloe ignored him. "Where are you going? How long will you be gone?"

"Hopefully just 2 maybe three days."

"And where are you going?"

Jane had to pause and think. 314 Norfolk, what town was that one again? She really needed to keep better track of her apartments. "Texas, Plano Texas." The answer suddenly came to her.

Road Trip!

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