I do not own Lucifer.

She caught the early morning flight to Texas. She had stuffed all her research into drawers and closets and paid for another week at the motel, leaving out the fact she wasn't going to be there for a few days. Jane made sure to put the do not disturb sign on the door.

She needed a few days away, her past was catching up with her too fast and having the Devil himself on her tail most of the time made things almost unbearable.

All she had was a carry-on bag, so Jane was able to skip the baggage claim and quickly call a cab so she could head to the Brownstone. The landlord, Jim, was waiting for her in the lobby.

"Professor Keene, good to see you again." He shook her hand. "How is traveling going?"

"Very well, it keeps me very busy. So, what happened here?"

They walked to the elevator. "Two nights ago, one of your neighbor Mrs. Harman heard sounds coming from your apartment. She thought it was you and went to say hello. She said there was a man in there instead. He saw her and jumped out the fire escape. Your boyfriend is upstairs now with the police."

That made Jane stop dead in her tracks. "My what is upstairs?"

"Boyfriend. Said you would be joining him after your lecture. That's why you didn't arrive together."

Jane's blood ran cold and she bolted up three flights of stairs, not bothering with the elevator. Boyfriend? She didn't have one of those.

Her front door was slightly open. All she could see was the police officer. And he was talking to someone.

Jane wished she had a weapon of some sort. But airport heighted security prevented her from arming herself beforehand.

So instead she slowly pushed the door open and was not prepared for the slight in front of her.

"Lucifer!? What the hell!? Why are you here?"

Lucifer Morningstar stood there and smiled. "Hello darling. How was your flight? I was just talking to this nice police officer until you got here."

Jane had to control her tempter. "You know I hate it when you come before I do." Instantly she regretted her word choice. "Arrive before me."

"Professor Diana Keene? I'm Officer Robert Wu. How long have you been living here?"

Jane really had to think. "Four years. I'm not here very often, it is just a place for my mail. I'm on the road often for work. I'm a professor of medieval studies and ancient art."

"And your boyfriend…"

"Lucifer Morningstar."

"He's an out of work actor. He doesn't live here." Jane quickly pointed out.

"Does it look like you are missing anything?" The officer asked.

Jane looked around, nothing seemed out of place. "Not that I can tell."

"Not that you can tell? Darling, you were flat out robbed. There's nothing here." Lucifer remarked.

"No, I wasn't robbed, the apartment usually looks like this. I'm not here enough to collect stuff." She turned back to the officer. "I need some time to go through things but I will let you know if anything is missing."

"Alright, since you weren't in the area when the break in happened, I'm done here. Your neighbor was the one who saw it, we already spoke to her. I suggest you go see her."

"I will get right on that. Thank you for coming out here." Jane led him to the door and shut it behind him. Then she was able to round on Lucifer. "Did Chloe put you up to this? To follow me, once again?"

"No, the Detective didn't call in this favor. I got worried and thought you needed a hand, or shoulder, or some other body part." He said.

"You got worried. Why do you keep following me, Lucifer? I'm not that fascinating." Jane asked, unsure what she would hear.

"Because you interest me." Lucifer answered.

"I interest you? Because I know a lot of stuff about a lot of old things?" Was he complementing her mind and not her looks like he did with every other woman?

"You haven't fallen for my charms like every other woman I have met."

"Of course you make it all about you." Jane scoffed, suddenly becoming comfortable almost insulting the Devil. "And what makes you think I haven't fallen?"

"Really? I know when someone falls for me. You humans can't fool me."

Jane let out a heartless chuckle.

"What was that for?" He asked.

She avoided his eyes and his question and changed the subject. "Guess how many nights I have spent here in the past year?" Jane asked, she didn't wait for him to give a number. "Three. Three nights this entire year. I'm either in the field, in some other country or at one of my ten identical apartments."

"Identical? You mean the others are just as boring and empty?"

"I'm not a fan of stuff. Besides, it's not like I can take it with me."

But Lucifer saw an almost out of place figure on a book shelf. "Batman? You're a Batman fan? So you do have a type? Billionaire playboy who punishes the guilty?" He was proud of himself.

"No, not even close. Batman doesn't have any super powers but yet he can protect his city. Just reminds me that I can do my job." She walked into the bedroom. Lucifer did not follow.

Instead he stepped out into the hallway to make a phone call.

Chloe picked up on the first ring. "Where are you?"

"I went to Texas."

So, you followed Ann. Please make sure she doesn't stress out. Just don't do anything stupid. Did her place get trashed?"

"No, according to her, nothing was taken. Honestly, it looks like a jail cell. It's blah, no personality, no pops of color. Everything is plain, no Knick Knacks or pictures or artwork…"

"You would like with her travels around the world, she would have picked up a souvenir or two."

"The fridge has next to nothing in it, same with the cabinets. All she has is honey and Twinkies. And don't get me started on the closest. Her clothes are so boring…"

"Lucifer, stop snooping."

"Alright Detective, but you did ask. I'll be back in a day or two."

"Fine, bye." He hung up and turned back to the door.

Jane stood there. "Checking in with Chloe?"

"Yes, so what are we doing?"

She stared for a moment. What was with him and doing things with her? "We should talk to my neighbor." And she walked across the hall. "Mrs. Harman?" Jane knocked on the door. "It's… Diana Keene." She had to pause to think, this was the downside of having so many names.

The door opened, and an older woman stood there a moment before pulling Jane into a tight hug. "Diana, so good to see you! Thank God you're back!"

Jane heard Lucifer scoff but chose to ignore it as she returned the hug. "Well, getting a call that my apartment was broken into didn't leave me much choice but to come back."

"It was terrible, just terrible. I always thought this was a safe neighborhood. But I should stop rambling and have you come inside. Can I get you something to eat or drink?"

"No, no thank you, we are both fine."

"We?" Mrs. Harman stopped and finally saw Lucifer. Her eyes slid back to Jane.

"Please don't ask right now." Jane said quietly.

The older woman nodded and led them inside. "Take a seat on the couch. I'll get drinks and snacks."

"You really don't have to." Jane called out but her words were waved off.

Lucifer sat on the couch and patted the spot next to him.

Jane sighed but did sit. "This is how I imagined having a grandmother would be like." She remarked, the comment coming out of nowhere.

Mrs. Harman reappeared with a tray that had three glasses of ice tea and a tray of cookies. "So where did your work take you this time?"

"Los Angeles, lectures on Christian iconology in the Middle Ages." Jane said, accepting the glass she was handed. "So, the night my apartment was broken into…"

"Darling, this woman just put out a spread. You can't just jump into business." Lucifer stopped her mid-sentence.

Jane stared at Lucifer, shock and annoyance written on her face. A moment passed, and she turned back to Mrs. Harman. "How are you doing? How are your children?"

"Good move. I'm doing wonderfully, I stay busy even in my old age. My daughter travels for work, just like you. She flew coach last week even though I told her not to."

"First class, or nothing at all, that's what I always say. Parents do know best." Lucifer agreed.

Jane coughed on her tea and then stared at him. "You hear what just came out of your mouth, right?"

"I thought you wanted to talk to Mrs. Harman. You are going off topic." Lucifer told her. "I'm so sorry about her, young people don't understand manners, unlike someone stunning like you who has been in so many elegant circles in your long career."

The woman smiled at him. "You two have an odd relationship. If I was younger… in my youth I was a looker and men were dropping at my feet. But you shouldn't be recklessly flirting when your girlfriend is sitting next to you."

Jane blinked a few times and finally decided to play along. "Yes darling, I am right here."

"Sorry." He played along.

"Can I ask about the break in now?"

"It's not up to me. If Mrs. Harman wants to, we can."

"Yes, I feel like I have wasted your time. You must want to get back to the apartment." The woman said and leaned back in her chair. "Two nights ago, I heard noises from your apartment. Well, I don't have to tell you how happy I was that you were home. I don't remember the last time you were here. So I went over and found the door slightly open. I knew you aren't careless to leave a door open. That should have set off bells in my head. I pushed the door open fully and right in the middle of the room was a man."

"Can you describe the man?" Lucifer asked. "Civilian consultant for the LAPD."

"A man of many talents, aren't you Mr. Morningstar."

"You have no idea." He grinned.

"He was tall, wore all black, buzz cut, dark eyes."

"Any markings?" Jane asked. Her grip tightened on her glass.

"Not that I can remember. Wait, there was a mark of sorts on his neck, like the top of a tattoo. I have never been a fan of tattoo, I believe that our bodies are temples, designed by God and shouldn't be altered."

"Dad doesn't really care, lives should be lived to the fullest." Lucifer said.

Jane placed the glass on the table and wiped her hands on her pants. "Would you say the tattoo looked like pointy dog ears?"

"Dog ears? Well maybe, a hound or a jackal. Why do you ask?"

"No reason." Jane smiled brightly, anything she could do to keep the old woman from asking more questions.

Besides her, Lucifer shifted, confusion radiating from him. Jane would have to do something different to keep him from learning the truth.

"Well, we need to get going. I am supposed to be back in LA for another lecture later in the week." Jane stood up. "And this one has to get back to work. How are they solving crimes without you?"

'You don't stay anywhere for long, do you?" Mrs. Harman asked, shaking her head. "Always need something different. You're young, enjoy it now."

"I do enjoy it." Jane said, giving the woman a tight hug.

"You look good with him." Mrs. Harman whispered.

"He's not normal." Jane whispered back.

"Normal is highly overrated."

"Not in this case." Jane looked over at Lucifer. "We are just working together."

"Whatever it is, enjoy it, dear." Mrs. Harman told her.

"Well Mrs. Harman, it was a pleasure meeting you." Lucifer said, taking her hand and actually kissed it. Jane rolled her eyes.

"Such a gentleman." She blushed slightly. "Enjoy this one." Those words were directed at Jane.

They finally made it to the door, but Lucifer turned back, grabbed a few more cookies. "These are really good."

Jane shook her head at his actions. Nothing about him was normal or made any sense. The Devil was one mystery after another

They went back to the apartment and Jane stood in the middle of the living room, silent and shaken.

And Lucifer slowly began to ask questions. "This man who broke into the apartment, you know him, don't you? You thought I was him when you first showed up here? Are you scared of him?"

"I'm not scared of anyone. I'm just wary of Shawn."

"Shawn?"

"That's his name, or at least that's what he told me was his name." She launched into a story she hadn't told anyone. "We met a few years back, we were both seeking the Spear of Life. The search lasted longer than I thought but at least we had each other. There no real feelings, just two willing and lonely people. Then I discovered he wanted to use the Spear to destroy the world. I couldn't allow that to happen. So, one night, I drugged him and took everything. I didn't have a cent to his name, and his name… I spent the next few years dragging it through the mud."

"And now he's exacting revenge. You never confronted him?"

"No, I just snuck out. I'm a terrible person." She leaned against the wall as if needing support after her story.

"Stop it, I know terrible people, I torture terrible people. You are not a terrible person. I'll repeat myself if I need to." He piped up, trying to reassure her.

"Really?"

"You are brilliant, wouldn't hurt a fly, you take charge, you are responsible . Everything you do it to protect the world from evil. And you are stunning in a dress."

That seemed to calm her down a bit. "Thanks. You are pretty good at this, making a woman feel better about herself." Jane shot him a sly smile.

"Call it a gift." He grinned back at her.

Jane pushed herself off the wall and walked into the bedroom. There was a soft thud. A moment later she reappeared in the doorway. "You just going to stand there?" She asked, a playfulness in her voice.

Lucifer looked at her, she really had taken his advice about the color green. "Well, it would be rude to leave you waiting. You'll freeze like that."

"Then come warm me up."

He didn't have to be told twice.

Hours later, Jane sat up to look at a very content Lucifer. She grinned.

"What's so funny?" He asked.

"That was my first." She said.

"No, it isn't. I know that for a fact."

"I meant in this bed, in this apartment. Come to think about it, this is the longest I have ever spent in this bed."

"You really don't sleep, do you?"

"I think I got six hours on the couch once."

"That's just sad." He commented.

"It works for me. If it ain't broke, don't fix it."

"What are we going to do about your intruder?"

"First off, there's no we in this anymore and second, Shawn wouldn't be coming back here. There's nothing he was looking for. He was just trying to get my attention and scare me."

"So, we are catching the next flight back to LA?"

"Yes."

Yeah, she distracts him with sex.

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