I do not own Lucifer.

Apology time.

Jane returned to Lux two days later, she had to fix things between her and Lucifer. She quietly entered the penthouse early in the evening, hoping to catch him before he went to the club.

Lucifer was sitting at the piano, idly tapping out an unfamiliar tune. He stopped when he saw her. And waited for her to speak.

"I'm sorry," Jane started. "I shouldn't have pushed. You were uncomfortable with your wings in the first place and it wasn't my place to have you pull them out." That came right from her heart.

He was silent as he studied her. Finally he stood up and walked over to her. Jane held her breath, unsure what was going to happen next. "Apology accepted. And what are you hiding from me?"

A tiny smile took a moment to appear on her face as she pulled a bag from behind her back. "If the apology didn't work, I was hoping these would." She held a bag of Cool Ranch Doritos.

"How did you even know? Most people would assume the Devil likes hot and spicy foods."

"I have my ways."

Lucifer sat back down at the piano, then looked up at her. "Tell me something personal about yourself.

"I don't believe in Hell." She answered.

"What? You're sitting here with the Devil himself and you don't believe in Hell?"

"What I mean is I don't believe it's a physical place. Hell is something you create and carry with you." She had never told anyone that. Well, it never came up in normal conversation.

"Interesting. Well, it is a real place with millions of rooms for each person and inside they relive their worst day over and over again. The doors to these rooms aren't locked so they can leave anytime they want, but they never do. So in a way, you are right, you create your own hell."

Jane was silent, taking in this new piece of information.

"What do you desire?"

"Excuse me?" She was taken back by the question.

"It's my gift. I help people find their desires and act upon them. So what is it that you truly desire?"

Jane took a breath and thought for a moment. "You already know what it is." Were things going to be uncomfortable again?

"I do?" He asked and she nodded. "Can I get a hint?"

Jane finally turned to look at him. Something changed in his eyes. Was this how he pulled hidden desires from people?She walked over to him and placed her hand gently on his shoulder blade. Lucifer's expression changed when he realized what she was asking. "Really? Back to those?"

"You asked. I'm an academic through and through."

"Even before being a woman?"

"It would appear so. If you are uncomfortable, you don't have to." She pulled her hand back.

Lucifer stood up and took a step away from her. "No, no, I haven't said no to a woman's desire yet and I am not starting now, especially not with you. Besides unlike most women, you understand." He took off his shirt and a moment later his wing appeared. They were huge, wings, spread out at least six feet, gorgeous, pure, and white.

Jane's voice was caught in her throat. She had seen a lot of other worldly items in her research before but nothing would ever compare to seeing a pair of wings on the devil.

Her hand ached to touch them, sometimes one needed to touch to make sure something was real.

Jane had no idea what would happen. Would she feel a spark, see the answers to life's mysteries? Would there be a sense of calm and peace? Would she pass out? Would she die?

One finger gently touched the wings and for the first time Jane couldn't describe how she felt. The feather, the wings were more than real. "Wow."

Finally her eyes met his, uncomfortableness stared back. "I should have asked…" She pulled her hand back.

"No, it's fine." He said but his tone of voice said differently.

Their moment was suddenly interrupted when he heard the elevator make a noise. Lucifer quickly had his wings disappear. The door opened and Chloe walked into penthouse.

"Lucifer, there's another dead body…" She stopped when she saw he wasn't alone. "Oh, did I catch the two of you at a bad time?"

Jane had to quickly speak for the two of them. "No, the case comes first."

"Fine, at least I won't have to repeat myself now." Chloe was trying to focus on problem at hand and nothing else.

"I'll go get a shirt." Lucifer quickly left the room.

"So sorry you saw that, it's not what it looks like." Jane apologized. She had never been caught in a moment like this before.

Chloe waved it off. "I don't care, why would I care? I'm not Lucifer's mother or girlfriend. I'm not just his…"

"Partner and friend." Jane answered.

"Don't always feel like it. No, it's good you're here. Like I said, there's another body, new symbols. I hope you can figure out what they mean and we can catch it now."

"Sure. Let me see the brands." Jane crossed the room and stupidly brought out her hand. The one with the feather.

"You two have a pillow fight?" Chloe asked.

Jane stared, confused. Pillow fight? This was a feather from a real angel, proof of the divine. Humans are so confusing beings. "Yeah, we had a crazy pillow fight."

"For the record, you are very different than the women Lucifer spends time with." Chloe suddenly said.

"How so?"

"You don't look at him like you want to climb him like a tree, you don't throw yourself at him, no giggling, or flirting. You're normal."

"You seem to notice a lot about the woman Lucifer spends time with." Jane commented.

"I'm a detective, it's my job." Chloe suddenly became defensive.

"Just making an observation. You don't have to accept it."

Lucifer finally rejoined them.

"Took you long enough, couldn't decide on stale or charcoal black shirt?" Chloe joked.

"No need to make jokes, Detective. One's appearance is very important."

"All these brands mean air. So we had all four elements. Maybe this one was the last one." Jane said.

"I marked where the bodies were found, there's no pattern with the dump sites." Chloe pulled out a map and spread it on the piano. "The fourth one was next to a grave with an eternal flame."

"You were thinking there would be a perfect square and the murderer would be headquartered in the middle?"

"Kind of, yes. Too obvious?"

"Yeah." Jane studied the map. "Was there anything the same between all four victims?"

"Not directly. The first one went the museum that the second one worked at, the third one worked at the restaurant that the second went to the week before and the fourth one attended the same school as the first one. They were all poisoned around the same time but dumped at the sights at different times. Oh, and they all had traces of oil on their hair and clothes."

"Fire, earth, water, and air. Fire, earth, water and air." Jane repeated to herself as she studied the map. "Wait, look at the locations of the bodies: beach is water, church is spirit, woods is earth and the final one was found next to an eternal flame so fire. The only element missing is air. What kind of oil was found on the victims?"

"Ella said it was plane oil." Chloe answered. "The aircraft hangar. We need to get there now. I'll call for back up. She ran for the door.

Lucifer glanced at Jane. "That means us too."

Time to catch the bad guy!

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