"I didn't kill Liorah."

It was the first thing out of Alexander's mouth when Lucifer closed the door after Dan had left. The Devil tilted his head toward the man, silent for a moment. Not like he seriously didn't already know that. He knew who the murderer was, and he knew it wasn't just for some stupid, silly reason, either. No, this was actually serious - And it was all falling into place. All the clues, all the research. He took a deep breath, rubbing his arm and turning to look at Alexander, who was leaning across the table, staring at him desperately. "I know you didn't."

"I would n- Wait, what." Alexander stopped, eyes widening a little as he leaned back. Lucifer shrugged and walked over, pulling the other chair out and sitting down. "You do?"

"I do," Lucifer responded, tilting his head to the side. "In fact, I believe I know exactly who's dunnit, but I may need a tad more information." He cleared his throat, leaning forward a little. "What do you know about Zoe?"

"Liorah's sister?" Alexander shook his head a little, eyebrows furrowing in confusion. "Aw, man, not much, I didn't really see her that often, y'know? I know she's a real jumpy girl, probably 'cause Liorah was a little hard on her."

Lucifer silently cursed himself for being right - He didn't want to be right, not about this one. "And what, exactly, does that mean?"

"Well…" Alexander trailed off, shaking his head with a sigh. "Siblings fight, man. You got any?"

"Several, yes," Lucifer mumbled, rolling his eyes and glancing down. "So, Liorah and Zoe didn't have a completely sweet and happy relationship, then."

"Not really," Alexander admitted, rubbing the back of his neck. Then, inhaling sharply, he looked up at Lucifer with wide eyes. "Y- Do you think that Zoe killed Liorah?"

"That's what I'm trying to figure out," Lucifer sighed, pushing the chair back and standing up. "I do, however, have a pretty good guess. Thank you." With that, he turned to leave, only to stop when Alexander spoke up again.

"What about Liorah's ex? Ashton?"

Lucifer blinked, and stopped, glancing back before turning completely to face him. "Ex?" He echoed, narrowing his eyes. "Ashton Reynolds was Liorah's ex?"

Alexander blinked, and nodded. "Yeah, he might've done it," he said quickly, leaning forward. "He wasn't exactly a nice guy, y'know? But Zoe's a sweet girl, and no matter what Liorah's done, she wouldn't hurt her own sister, would she?"

Lucifer just frowned, head swimming with the new information. So, Ashton was Liorah's ex-boyfriend. The Devil sighed, running his fingers through his hair and stepping back. "Like I said, that's what we're trying to figure out," he repeated, before spinning around and leaving the room. The first person he saw was Dan. "Ah, Detective Douche."

Dan gave him an annoyed look, shaking his head and glancing into the interrogation room, eyes narrowing slightly. "What'd he say?"

"Apparently, Ashton Reynolds was Liorah's ex boyfriend," Lucifer told him, eyebrows raising as he shook his head. "And, also apparently, not a likeable person, either." He glanced back. "Alexander's innocent."

"You think so?" Dan raised an eyebrow, turning his gaze back to the Devil.

"I know so," Lucifer insisted. "I know guilty, Daniel, and Alexander is not. Still," he sighed, shaking his head. "Keep him here, he might have more, much needed information." He straightened up, shoving his hands into his pockets and glancing past him. "Any chance you know where m- Where Michael is?"

"Nah… Hey, what's up with that guy anyway?" Dan demanded, glancing away and looking around the room.

"He's more of a douche than you," Lucifer replied idly, rolling his eyes to the ceiling. "But he won't be here long, so don't worry."

"Yeah, whatever you say, man." Dan tilted his head, narrowing his eyes at Lucifer. "Are you two really brothers?" He asked suddenly. Lucifer frowned, glancing toward Chloe's now-empty desk for a moment, falling silent for a while.

"Unfortunately so," he finally replied, looking back at Dan. "But I suppose it doesn't really matter. Again, won't be here long." He looked down, rubbing his arm again, before clearing his throat. "Anyway, I suppose since both my partner and temporary partner are gone…" He glanced at Dan, raising an eyebrow.

Dan sighed, giving him a deadpan stare, and Lucifer cocked his head to the side. "Okay, not getting the hint. I'll be clear, then." He cleared his throat, turning to face Dan completely. "Daniel, will you do yourself the honor of being my temporary temporary partner?"

Dan groaned and turned away, walking off, and Lucifer chuckled as he followed.

In just a few hours, Lucifer was practically burying himself in work. He had gotten Liorah's laptop back, and was currently scrolling through. He was also now in a car, sitting in the passenger's seat as Dan drove, the two of them going back to thoroughly look around Liorah and Zoe's house for any more clues, with the new information they'd been given. Lucifer never thought he'd actually willingly be partnering with Dan to really solve a case.

He never thought he'd actually be doing real work. But, he had to admit, he didn't exactly hate it. "She had a lot of haters," Lucifer huffed, rubbing his eyes for a moment before forcing himself to focus on the laptop again. "My head hurts."

"Yes, that's what happens when you actually do the work. Congratulations, Lucifer, you've just gotten your first stress headache," Dan responded sarcastically, and Lucifer wondered how much trouble he'd get into for smacking him with a laptop.

"Rude," the Devil huffed, and Dan just snorted. "It's not my first stress headache, thank you. Probably my third. Fourth, at least."

"Wow," Dan deadpanned, keeping his eyes fixed on the road. "Well, I guess that's better." Lucifer just chuckled and turned back to the laptop, letting out a sigh as he went back to reading. Dan went silent for a while, too, driving in silence. "So, I heard you'll be leaving in a month."

Lucifer paused, glancing over at him, then back down at the laptop. "That's the apparent plan, yes."

"I also heard that you don't want to," Dan continued, his gaze not moving from the road. Lucifer hummed, but he didn't say anything else. He'd had enough of the sob-story moments, and he was done trying to fight it. He couldn't just say no to Michael, and there was no use even trying to convince him or their Father at this point. Lucifer couldn't change it, so he needed to accept it.

And, by "accept it" he meant "ignore it until I can't anymore". Which he was really good at doing, so he shouldn't have too much of an issue with that.

"Alright, s'cool, we don't gotta talk. Just, thought I should remind you that you're a grown man, dude, nobody can force you into anything you don't want, y'know?"

"It isn't that simple, Daniel," Lucifer huffed, shaking his head and looking ahead. "Can we just focus on the case, please and thank you?"

Dan finally glanced at him, but his gaze returned to the road almost immediately, giving a one-shouldered shrug to the Devil. "Alright."

The rest of the ride was in silence. Lucifer focused on the laptop, for once not using it to look at porn or dating sites, and actually doing his work like a good little… Devil. His grip on it tightened slightly as he thought the words, unable to help but think back to Michael. But, clearing his throat, he redirected his attention to what he was working on. And, apparently Liorah had a Tumblr blog, which he was currently scrolling through, grimacing at most of the posts. "She complained about her sister a lot, I know that."

"You still think Zoe did it?" Dan checked, tilting his head and staring at Lucifer curiously. Lucifer sighed, casting him a glance before looking back down at the laptop.

"I know Zoe did it, Daniel, I'm simply trying to collect the evidence to prove such," he responded, narrowing his eyes at the laptop. "Liorah apparently wasn't very kind to dear old little sister, it was only a matter of time before she snapped and retaliated. Wish I had the luxury of being able to do that," he added the last part a little quietly, and it Dan heard, he didn't comment, thank… Well, not Dad.

"Well, it's an interesting theory," Dan sighed. "So we might as well check it out."

"Indeed," Lucifer hummed, tapping his fingers against the laptop. "Did anybody bother to check Zoe's room?"

"We skimmed it, yeah. I mean, the body and murder weapon were found in Liorah's room, so that was the part of the house we were more focused on," Dan admitted, frowning a little now. "We did find some kind of journal in Zoe's room, but the pages were blank."

"All the pages?" Lucifer checked, a little confused now.

"All the pages."

"Why on Earth would Zoe have a blank journal? I know girls like diaries and all, but the whole point of them is to write down their dirty little secrets and such," Lucifer mumbled, honestly growing kind of frustrated now. "Like, perhaps, plotting your possibly emotionally and physically abusive sibling's death."

Dan was silent for a moment, thinking about that. "Do you have a diary?"

Lucifer blinked, glancing at him. "Do I look like a girl to you, Daniel?"

"Is that something you really want me to answer?"

"Oh my Dad," Lucifer sighed, shutting the laptop and rubbing his hand across his mouth. He fixed Dan with the most stern look he could muster at the moment. "Daniel, please, I am trying very hard to focus on this case. It's no time for joking around."

Dan paused at that, parking the car outside a rather large, white and black house and turning in his seat to face him. "Did you seriously just say that to me?" He asked incredulously. "You? Are you sick or something?"

Lucifer rolled his eyes, pushing his door open and getting out of the car. He put the laptop in the seat and shut the door, turning and glancing up at the house with narrowed eyes. "Very funny, Detective Douche."

"I thought so," Daniel responded, getting out and shutting his door. He focused on the black and white house for a moment, then looked back at Lucifer. "So, thorough search of Zoe's room?"

"I'll look into that, yes," Lucifer muttered, already heading off. "You skim over Liorah's room, see if there's anything you boneheads must have missed before."

"All work and no play," Dan huffed, falling into step with him easily. "I don't know whether I like this new Lucifer or not."

Lucifer snorted, rolling his eyes and looking down as he rubbed his arm. "At least this "new Lucifer" gets things done..."