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AN: Okay wow I just created a creation story so for any of you who are religious please don't try to kill me. This all is just the workings of my imagination and not a jab at any religion. Now that I have that out I have to say thank you to all the reviews to this story. I didn't expect as many since this story is moving so slowly. For the people who asked whether or not I was going to declare this as a CopDoc or Doccubus I can easily say this will not be a CopDoc. I am sorry I would want it to be but the way I am developing the story involves me using Tamsin in a completely different way. I mean when I get to the point you all would completely understand why I can't go there. As for it being Doccubus I can easily say that I wish it to be but that doesn't mean it is the way it will come out. Lauren has a new role in life and a whole world literally to rule. She has responsibilities that far surpass anything she ever had before. Maybe that commitment will allow her a relationship with a succubus. Maybe that responsibility will give her something else to focus on instead of just Bo. I mean if she had more going on in season three besides Bo maybe she could have accepted the fact that physical monogamy is impossible sooner. The fact that Bo isn't even capable of emotional monogamy though would have posed as a problem but hey I didn't write the season so whatever I am not going into a rant over that.

Now back to my semi responding except to really respond means revealing a lot of the story and I love reading spoilers I don't like giving them away. What I can say is that this story will be very long and I do hope you all enjoy it. Thanks again for those who took the time to review. Thanks to those who follow.

And yes Lauren will learn that there really isn't enough for Bo. She will also be getting her confidence back because the Fae really f'ed that all up.

Turning onto her stomach Lauren screamed. She was dying. She knew everything was a dream and this was reality. She was still dying. There was no other explanation for the pain ripping through her back. Kneeling in a fetal position Lauren clutched her abdomen trying to alleviate the fire tearing it's way along her spine and shoulders. Stretching out along her stomach Lauren clutched the pillow and screamed again. Something was tearing through her skin. She felt bone grind and flesh tear. She felt her muscle rip and knit together. Contorting into a ball again Lauren howled in agony. The pain had hit a crescendo and as quickly it had come it disappeared. Relaxing back onto her stomach Lauren knew even as the thought occurred to her that she was going to pass out.

Opening her eyes Lauren wondered why the room was still so dark. Trying to turn to her side she was surprised to feel resistance, as if something was wedged between her back and the bed. Moving up to her knees Lauren felt around searching for the covers and found them bunched around her feet. It was clear that she hadn't had a productive night of sleep if the soreness and sheets were anything to go by. Releasing a tired sigh Lauren stretched up and felt something soft and light caress the back of her legs. Pulling back the canopy Lauren stepped out into the light and frowned at the weight throwing her balance off. Reaching back she ran her fingers along feathers. Frowning at the absurdity of the thought Lauren ran to the bathroom and stopped short upon seeing her reflection in the mirror.

Staring at the mirror version of herself Lauren couldn't help but think it was a dream; she had wings. Reaching back she ran her hands along the rows of feathers. They were soft as silk, each delicate yet strong. Reaching up and back above her shoulders Lauren felt the arch of a wing. It was clearly made of muscle and bone, covered heavily with feathers. The entire idea seemed a little absurd and Lauren wasn't able to stop the near hysterical giggle that escaped.

"I have wings." She said running her fingers gently around the edges of her wings. "I have wings and this is all real. This all has to be real because I am an atheist and the thought of God and the Devil and Angels have never entered my version of reality. They are just myths created by the church in order to contain the masses." Shaking her head Lauren smiled at her reflection. "And clearly I am not nearly as smart as I thought I was because there is a God, I am the future Devil, and I have been turned into an Angel."

"I see your wings have grown out." Lucifer said coming to stand behind Lauren.

Releasing a high pitched scream Lauren turned around to face Lucifer. Feeling the warm air caress her skin she remembered that she was standing naked in front of a mirror examining her wings. Instinctively she wrapped her wings around her body in a attempt to hide her nakedness.

"I am surprised, you've already gained some control. It takes the new angels weeks to master their wings and even longer before they are ready for flight. I have a feeling you are going to beat all the records." Lucifer smiled broadly. "Now stop being so missish. I am your three hundred times grandfather. I've seen you naked and I am not interested."

"That is disturbing and the idea that you have seen me naked before is very, very wrong. And just because you have seen me naked before and that you are related to me doesn't give you the right to see me naked again. So leave." Lauren moved closer to Lucifer wishing that her wings weren't preventing her from shooing him away.

Walking into the main bedroom Lucifer laughed softly before turning away from Lauren. "I would have thought after the succubus that you wouldn't be so prudish. I mean sex in the middle of the day on your chaise lounge. It hardly speaks of a shy woman. Plus I have no sexual interest in you, you are practically my daughter now."

"And now the fact that you have spied on me while I was with my girlfriend and you have seen me naked only makes this entire situation even creepier." Moving towards the robe she had discarded the previous night Lauren ordered Lucifer to face the door and to close his eyes. Looking at the robe she realized she had another problem. She couldn't cover herself or put on the robe as long as her wings were out. Focusing on the physiology and structure of her wings she pulled them close to her body and draped the robe over her wings. "Crap." She swore softly as she realized the reality of her situation; the robe wouldn't close.

"I think you are going to have to get over your shyness sooner rather than later." Lucifer laughed softly still staring at bedrooms main entrance. "Once you've learned the basics of your wing control you should be able to retract them into your body, that is if you want to, some angel prefer to have them out all the time."

"Clearly you aren't one of them." Lauren remarked staring at Lucifer's lack of wings.

"I like mine out. Flying over my realm is a lot faster than walking around. I merely chose not to when I met you since I assumed it would only make you skittish."

Lucifer's choice of words set Lauren's teeth on edge. As if she had ever been skittish. Considering everything she had faced willingly and by force she was the last person on Earth anyone would call skittish. Huffing out a breath Lauren looked around the room. "Do you have any clothes that will fit my wings?"

"If you go to the closet I have several different sets of clothes for you. One third of them are designed for your wings, one third are for when you need to extract your wings at a given moment, and one third are for when you are concealing your wings." Lucifer said before pointing in the general direction of the closet.
"The idea of clothes in hell is enough to make my brain hurt a little bit. The idea that heaven and hell exist in the first place gives me a headache." Pausing Lauren looked through the closet and found a set of clothes that looked more than able to accommodate her new additions. "Did you say new angels spend weeks learning how to use their wings? How are their new angels? Are they made regularly? Are they born?"

"I guess all you needed was a goodnight's sleep and the growth of your wings to bring all that curiosity to the forefront." Lucifer mused aloud. "I promised I would explain everything to you but in this case I think we need to start at the beginning for you to truly understand. So I recommend you get dressed and then I will take you down to my library where you can break your fast and we can begin your first history lesson."

Smiling Lauren removed the robe and started work on getting into a pair of light beige slacks and into a backless strappy blouse. The outfit wasn't something she would normally wear, well the blouse wasn't something she would normally wear. It showed a bit more flesh than she was used to exposing but then again she assumed there wasn't much to see considering her back was covered by wings. Her smile got even bigger as Lauren considered the fact that she had grown a pair of wings. The thought of being an Angel began to have a little appeal, especially as the soft downy feathers caressed her the delicate skin of her back. Stopping one more time to look in the mirror Lauren couldn't help but preen a little at the sight of her midnight black wings. They were frightening but at the same time they were absolutely beautiful. Under different lights she imagined that they changed colors just a bit from black to blue and back again.

"Why are they black?" She asked coming out of the bathroom and moving up behind Lucifer.

"Because you are a replica of me. My wings are black. Well they weren't always black but it's been twelve millennia since they turned colors." Lucifer spoke with a note of melancholy for something he clearly missed. Feeling Lauren move closer Lucifer shook away his dark thoughts and led her through the mass complex of hallways and down to his library. A tray was set on one side of his desk and he pulled out the chair indicating for Lauren to take a seat.

"Now the story of Heaven and Hell are rather complex and convoluted. It would take days to explain everything to you and even then I couldn't be sure that I explained everything correctly and that I didn't miss something. You have to remember I am nearly as old as time itself. I was the first Angel made by God. I know for you it must be hard to believe, especially considering you are an atheist, but God does exist. The idea that there is something out there that is not only omnipotent but also omnipresent is frightening. The fact that this being created the universe for the sake of entertainment must be horrifying." Seeing the puzzled look grace Lauren's face Lucifer smiled. "I know it might be hard to believe but we aren't very important in the grand scheme of things. We are the chess pieces, the entertainment, and the comic relief. We make time pass by a little bit faster for someone who has all the time in the world.

"God created Angel's in his image, we are as close to perfect as any being can ever be. We have strength, power over the elements, the ability to fly, and knowledge. We were made to be servants to God and for eons we served and we watched. We watched as two planets were given an opportunity to create life. It wasn't a cosmic accident but it was something close to it. Evolution does exist but it has had a couple of tweaks along the way by the almighty.

"We watched as one failed to thrive and the other blossomed. The planet you call Mars had a whole civilization, animals, plants, and sentient beings. They lived and thrived for millennia until suddenly their well went dry. No new souls were born, no child left the womb alive, and chaos ruled the planet. They destroyed themselves in the process of trying to survive. I watched as a civilization rose and I watched as it died. For God it was something to pass the time. We served God and we served as watchers to the planet Mars. After Mars died God wiped it clean minus a few traces of all that once existed.

"Not long into Mars death Earth began to thrive. The spark of creation took life and soon the process of evolution was running rampant across the planet. Unlike Mars, Earth took several millennia before sentient beings evolved and even then you needed yet another spark from the great creator. The first couple of species of future human thrived and failed and then God intervened and Homo Sapiens arose. We had watched your predecessors and we fell in love with you. Eons of serving God, eons of not having a voice or a choice and we fell in love with you. Not all of us mind you. A rather small group really. We saw humanity and we wanted more for them than the beings we watched die before you and the ones we watched die on Mars. So we joined together and we made a choice, something that had never been done since the beginning of our people. We chose humanity. We chose to love you and to guide you. We chose to turn away from God, from pure love, for you.

"The bible has us going to war with God, has me as it's leader. We didn't go to war, we merely chose to fall, to never return to God's embrace. It was worse than exile in the eyes of our brethren. Though God didn't forbid us from returning we weren't really welcome and for the majority of us we didn't particularly care. It hurt losing God's love, losing her light, and her song but we wanted something more. We wanted to be a part of the lives of the humans we had slowly fallen in love with.

"Unfortunately as with all things, things didn't go as I had planned. I wanted us to guide humanity, to help them along. It worked that way for a while but there were several hiccups along the road. The main one was that our kind too our love from an emotional one to a physical one."

"You are responsible for the Fae." Lauren interrupted a touch of shock marring her features.

"Not just me. I mean you are my only living descendant and the majority of my descendents joined with humans. The Fae aspect, you could say, dwindled down to nothing but a recessive gene as it was constantly being diluted by human DNA. I suppose if you managed to have enough children with a Fae you could have eventually produced a Fae child." Lucifer paused to make sure his thought process was correct. Giving Lauren a little nod he grabbed a bottle of scotch and poured himself two fingers worth.

" You drink?" Lauren asked incredulously.

"Even angel's up there drink." He pointed to the ceiling before taking a small sip. "Consider it one of the small pleasures we have. We also eat but not very often since it actually isn't necessary. Food is an acquired pleasure. I mean having to constantly masticate your food, the hole process is rather disgusting."

"Does that mean you also defecate since you are consuming food?" Lauren asked taking a bite of cheese from the tray.

"Of course you ask that as you go through the process of masticating." Lucifer shook his head softly. "And the answer to that question is no. We absorb everything and change it into pure energy. However, since you brought up the topic of food and drink I will continue my story since it does in fact involve both."

Lauren waved him on and gave him a smile. Picking up a strawberry she chewed happily while he continued his story. She had to admit the entire thing was beyond fascinating.

"As I was saying before you decided to interrupt. We did create the Fae, well my brethren more than I did. Their love went from human as a whole to individual humans. Soon they figured out the key of fully expressing their love; sex. You may think it's funny but angel's don't procreate, or go through the motions necessary to procreate. We are made by God. We may have the necessary equipment but we don't have the desire. Well we didn't have the desire, not until we fell that is. My fellow fallen angel's also figured out that in order to procreate they had to do as humans to; they had to eat of the earth. As long as they ate and drank they were able to reproduce children with humans; that was the birth of the Fae. The first children between humans and angels.

"Several children were born of those pairings and each bore a gift from their angelic parent. Naamah gave birth to the succubus and the incubus. She was so free and so giving of her love. She taught many that love and the expression of love was a gift from God. Her children created the goddess Aphrodite to express their love of their mother. Vepar fathered the children of the sea and the lakes; kelpies, nerieds, and mermaids. Bune fathered hydra's. The list goes on and on. Each brought forth a species of Fae. When those children interbred some of the so called underfae were born.

"I feel there is a but coming here somewhere and I have a feeling it wasn't a very good ending for the other fallen angel's." Lauren interrupted not liking were the story was going.

"Yes, things of course turned against us. The loss of God's love, of her song, it became a hole in our hearts, and it began to eat us alive. Most of my brethren chose to end their existence, for even though we are immortal we are able to die. Unlike the Fae we can live till the very end of all existence if we choose to. However, most of my brethren didn't want that, what was life without God?"

"I thought you said you could go back to heaven?" Lauren asked confused.

"They could have until they decided to procreate. We are angel's. We are the children of God. We were not meant to have children. We were meant to serve. The fact that so many of us had defied God in that aspect was too much and any who had given life would never be allowed to return to God. I suppose the fact that they could never return was too much for my brethren and as the centuries passed more and more of them chose oblivion versus existence."

"But you didn't?" Lauren queried.

"I honestly didn't a choice. Before I was able to have a child or even attempt to do so the children of the Fallen rose up. They wanted to be the new gods and for centuries they were. They were the Aphrodite's, the Zeus's, and the Odin's of the world's religions. They lived among humanity as royalty but eventually God had, had enough and began to make himself known. Then the Fae became the stuff of nightmares and soon they were hunted down.

"Though I did not care for the children of the Fallen I did not wish to see the war between the humans and the Fae. I did not want to see all we had Fallen for be for nothing. The Fae were as likely to win as humanity and I knew that regardless of the outcome I could not let it happen. So I intervened, I taught the children of the Fallen how to blend in. I showed them how to appear human and I showed them a new way of living among humanity." Lucifer paused to take a sip of his scotch. The memories of what came next haunted his mind and he needed a moment to fortify himself.

"Where does my bloodline come in, in all of this?"Lauren interjected unsure.

"Your bloodline, as you call it, came after the children of the Fallen rose up against me. They were on the precipice of a war among themselves and I wasn't going to let it happen. When they came for me they didn't know how to kill me so they did the next best thing; the dismembered me. They held me down and cut off my arms and legs and cast them to the four corners of the earth. They buried my midsection and head deep into the sands of what is now the Iranian desert."

Hissing Lauren clamped her hand over her lips. "Is that where Taft found his sample?" She asked in a near whisper imagining the pain and horror the man in front of her must have endured.

"Yes that is where Taft found his sample." Lucifer smiled sadly. "Next you are going to ask how am I here?" Seeing Lauren nod he took another sip of his scotch. "God saw my sacrifice. She saw everything I had done for both humanity and Fae. She decided that she wanted more time with the new world the Fallen had helped create. She liked the fact that humans were turning their faces in worship of her. She gave me a choice; either I could end my existence or I could become the Guardian of Souls. I responded that I would become Guardian in exchange of having one child who would one day take my place. I negotiated for my return to heaven. God in turn agreed and I was elevated to Guardian of Souls. I was given all the power of God in order to create my own realm, to create a world for the souls."

"You negotiated with God for a child to take over for you one day? I can't believe you." Lauren shook her head before reaching out and grabbing the bottle of scotch. "I mean I seriously cannot believe you."

"What part of that story can't you believe?" Lucifer questioned puzzled.

"The part where you negotiated with God to sacrifice one of your descendent to this existence." Lauren waved at the room, her attention never shifting away from Lucifer.

"Well that part might sound cold and calculated to you but I knew even then that I wouldn't be able to do this till the end of all time. I have been the Guardian of Souls for over six thousand years. I watched false gods rise and fall. I watched as myths about the Fae were created. I watched as the emersion of Christianity and Islam arose. I have seen man from the very beginning and I have cleansed the souls of man for millennia. I am tired. I am tired of watching as my heaven bound brethren die fighting a way humanity will never learn about. There is evil Lauren, true evil, a darkness that is born from humanity that fights against heaven. I have sat here in my realm safe from the wars of heaven and I have waited for news of my brethren's death." Lucifer placed his glass upon the desk and stood moving towards the window.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know." Lauren whispered.

"Of course you didn't know. You are still much a child in relation to me and the life I have led." Pausing Lucifer stared out at the world he had created. He thought of all the careful planning that had gone into each aspect of his kingdom. "I would not give this burden if I didn't think you could handle it. As I have said before, I have watched you, your entire life. You are the strongest woman I know Lauren, and considering I have watched the whole of humanity, that is saying a lot. Your strength is cleverly hidden and it isn't obvious but it is there. You are fire and steel and I know this will not break you. You will become queen of my realm and you will keep the well from going empty. I don't wish this life for you but at the same time I know it is the life you were meant to have. The Fae will never appreciate everything you have done for them. Humanity will never know how often you acted as the diplomat to the Ash and the Fae preventing further harm to humanity. We toed a fine and dangerous line among them and you survived. You may never be fully appreciated there but you will always be loved here. The souls will love you, they will serve you, and you will be a wonderful queen." Lucifer said turning to Lauren to see if she understood everything he was able to say and all the things he wasn't.

"What about earth? Will I ever get to go back?" Lauren felt a touch of loss at the idea of never seeing the few people she had come to think of as friends.

"If you wish, you may return to earth as often or as little as you like. Time pass by differently here so you need to keep that in mind but you are still able to go back and forth." A touch of disappointment colored Lucifer's voice.

"You don't like the idea?"

"I don't like the idea that you wish to see the people who treated you so poorly."

"It wasn't that bad. They are better than you think." For a moment Lauren wondered why she was defending them.

"I hold the right to dislike them. I watched them as I watched you. They never gave you credit for all that you gave, for all that you risked, and all that you sacrificed. They were blind to your pain, to your situation, and worse they were willfully blind. I dislike that aspect of humanity and of the Fae. The desire not to see what harm they truly do." Lucifer shook his head, it was that lingering darkness that manifested into the true evil fighting against heaven. The creativity of man to do harm gave birth to the strands of shadow that grew into the Eytil.

Deciding silence was better to arguing a topic she didn't think she could win Lauren merely nodded. Lucifer was right in a sense, she couldn't ignore the past regardless of how often she tried. The people she loved weren't always the best at seeing her, to seeing that she had needs or desires but they were only people. Fae or not she knew that all sentient beings were more focused on their own needs than the needs of others. However, she wasn't going to make excuses for their past behavior anymore. She had a new life to lead, a new world to learn.

"So what next?" She asked with a smile and popped a grape into her mouth chewing happily.