While Oriel was contemplated Amenadiel's visit and motives, Lucifer was out doing his best to assist on another murder case that Chloe was working on. Chloe noticed Lucifer looking around furtively as she walked around the site of the shooting. Instead of poking into possible evidence and generally getting in the way, he was uncharacteristically distant and distracted. "What's your problem?" she asked.

"It's very strange. I feel like I'm being watched," he answered his eyes darting around hoping to find something.

"One of your Lux playmates, perhaps?" she said with a huge grin and turned her head to look around. "By the way … how is Oriel? I haven't seen her lately."

"It is not Oriel; she doesn't lurk and she is not a dalliance," Lucifer explained as he glared at Chloe. "I assume she's fine; I haven't spoken to her since I last saw her."

"It's been months!" Chloe exclaimed. "You really can be a dick."

"If it comforts you, detective, she hasn't spoken to me either," he replied. "I assure you she's fine; I would know otherwise."

"How can you know that if you haven't spoken to her?" she asked earnestly. "Why she puts up with you is beyond me. I'd kick you to the curb – after kicking you somewhere else."

"I would know if something was wrong with Oriel. She is fine," he assured her emphatically. After thinking on it for a moment he added, "It is too bad she's not here, she might be able to figure out what's been watching me."

"So why don't you call her?" she pressed.

"It's not that easy detective; it's not like she lives around the corner, and she doesn't have a cell phone," Lucifer told her.

"No phone?" Chloe asked with disbelief. "There are people like that?"

"Oriel has no need for one," he stated plainly.

"O-o-kay. How do you contact her?" she questioned.

"We have our ways," he said with a thoughtful look on his face. "There is also the small matter that Oriel will not see me at Lux. It will take me a bit of time to find an acceptable place for her to stay or else she'll insist on sleeping in a cave."

"A cave? She can stay with me for a couple of days," Chloe told him as she wondered about his strange sense of humor.

"No," he declared.

"I insist, so do what you need to do and call her," she replied. Chloe was looking forward to having the chance to speak with Oriel again since their first conversation was cut short. "It's no problem; maybe it'll stop you from staring into space and you'll actually help out a bit around here. Besides, it'll be nice to talk to another adult for a while."

"You always have me to talk to, detective," Lucifer told her with a broad smile.

"You did hear me say an adult, right?" she asked with a smug look on her face.

Oriel stood outside a bungalow-type home on the outskirts of town not entirely sure of what she was doing there. Lucifer had contacted her after months of silence which in itself wasn't unusual but there was an urgency in his request that was surprising. Oriel took a deep breath and rang the doorbell not sure of what to expect. The door was opened by the detective that Lucifer had introduced her to; Chloe greeted her cordially and invited Oriel inside.

"Lucifer's not here yet," Chloe said to Oriel as she walked in the door.

"He does enjoy making an entrance," Oriel stated with a wry smile. At that moment, a child burst into the room. Upon seeing Oriel standing there, she came to a sudden stop and stared. Oriel smiled and gave a small wave.

"Oriel, this is my daughter, Trixie," Chloe said in introduction. "Trixie, this is Oriel. She's a friend of Lucifer."

"Are you like the mermaid?" Trixie asked after hearing the stranger's name.

"Not quite," Oriel said pushing her fiery hair out of her eyes. She crouched down so she was at eye level with Trixie, "Ariel's got an A; I've got an O. I don't have fins either, only legs."

"I like your name and your hair, too. It looks like fire," Trixie told her as she laughed. "Are you Lucifer's girlfriend?"

"Thank you and you should ask Lucifer that question," Oriel replied with a smile and nod as Trixie went back to her room. Not only was Oriel acutely aware of Lucifer's general aversion to children but she also knew the question would shake his generally cool composure. She looked forward to seeing his reaction.

While they were waiting for Lucifer to arrive, Chloe got Oriel a bottle of water and invited her to sit down at the table. "The last time you were here our conversation got interrupted," Chloe said hoping the same thing wouldn't occur again.

"When Lucifer gets something in his head, there's no getting in his way," Oriel told her.

"I've noticed," Chloe said and then jumped right in. "He mentioned that the two of you know each other a long time, like 1,159 years."

"That sounds about right. You don't believe that, do you?" Oriel answered while she tried to do the math quickly in her head. She was wholly undisturbed by the statement much to Chloe's surprise.

"No," the detective answered. "That would make you around 1190 years old and there is no way that's possible."

"I'm actually a bit older than that by about a century," Oriel said honestly without pause.

"And Lucifer?" Chloe asked wondering if both Oriel and Lucifer were delusional.

"Way beyond that," Oriel replied as she watched Chloe trying to take it all in and understand what she had just been told. She could tell the detective thought she was making it all up. "It doesn't matter if you believe it or not, we are what we are."

"And that is?" Chloe questioned eagerly awaiting her answer.

Before Oriel could reply there was a short rap on the door. Trixie ran out from her room to answer it. "Lucifer!" she said excitedly and hugged his legs as best she could. Trixie's action caused him to freeze motionless for a second or two causing Oriel to stifle a laugh from where she sat. After the initial shock wore off, he patted Trixie on the head as he walked into the house and tried to send her on her way. The child was having none of it and tugged on his sleeve. "Oriel's here."

"I see that," he answered shortly.

"Is she your girlfriend?" Trixie quickly asked when he looked down at her.

Lucifer scowled at the two women sitting at the table, his gaze lingering on Oriel. Both were completely amused by his unease and Oriel had a Cheshire cat grin on her face. "At this very moment, I have some other names I'd use," he said deliberately as he looked down at the child again and walked over to the table. "Yes, I know – I'm late."

"Did I say a word?" Oriel answered easily her eyes filled with glee. She noticed he had a subtle limp, imperceptible to human eyes, when he walked. "Are you okay?"

"Of course," Lucifer said. "Why?"

"You're limping," she stated and looked at him in a way that demanded an answer.

"Ah, yes, that. She shot me." He declared with a nod towards Chloe.

"She shot you?" Oriel asked with surprise. "Well … that didn't take long! What did you do?"

"He asked me to do it?" Chloe interjected.

"You asked to be shot? What would possess you to do that?" Oriel questioned earnestly as she looked up at Lucifer.

"I'm immortal; I've been shot before and wasn't harmed," he tried to explain to Oriel's otherworldly eyes that were watching him closely. "I thought it would convince the detective that I am who I say I am."

"I am convinced. You're an "immortal devil" that bleeds and limps," Chloe chimed in with and made finger quotations at the words immortal devil.

"And people say God doesn't have a sense of humor," Oriel stated as Lucifer sat down next to her at the table.

"Father's the only one laughing," he replied dryly.

"Outwardly anyway," Oriel said with a shrug her blue-green eyes twinkling despite being inwardly disturbed and angered by this revelation. "Am I here for more than a discussion about your masochistic tendencies?"

"Something has been watching me," Lucifer told her bluntly.

"You own a very popular nightclub and you're not exactly a shrinking violet," Oriel said slowly. "People are watching you all the time and I'm pretty sure that you revel in it."

"This is diff-er-ent," he said slowly enunciating the word and leaned in close so she would pay attention. "It's not human."

"Angelic?" she asked as he sat back in his chair.

"Definitely not," he shot back, shaking his head.

"Hmm, I guess your family only stalks me. Nice," Oriel said off-handedly before asking, "Demon?"

"Most likely," Lucifer agreed.

"What kind?" Oriel inquired.

"Not sure," he said thoughtfully and waited for her reaction.

"What do you mean not sure? You were surrounded by every kind of demon for eons. You know them all, even named a few yourself, and you're not sure," she replied getting annoyed with him.

"I've never seen it; only felt it watching. That's why I called you," he told her.

"Me? How am I supposed to help? I've never been in hell, remember?"" she asked him.

Chloe sat across the table from them and remained silent as she tried to make sense of the conversation happening around her. The pair was discussing the matter of demons casually, as if they were talking about the weather and as if she wasn't sitting there hearing every word.

"Yes, I know that, but I did tell you all about every one of them," Lucifer reminded her.

"That was over eleven hundred years ago. Do you think I remember it all?" Oriel asked incredulous.

"I guess we'll find out how well you pay attention to pillow talk, won't we?" he inquired with a smirk as she glowered at him her eyes lit with inhuman light.

"You expect me to play 'name that demon' with no reference other than a vague feeling that you're being watched?" she questioned and sat there looking up at the ceiling and shaking her head.

"Yes," he answered shortly.

"Why not ask Mazikeen? She's very familiar with the subject," Oriel challenged wanting to hear his reasoning of why he didn't ask a demon, one he saw every day, for the answer he wanted.

"If I ask her then I have to listen to her telling me this is why I need to go back to hell," Lucifer explained with a sigh. "You are a bit more subtle and are willing to see, and hear, all sides."

Oriel sat silent and expressionless for a few minutes. She searched his dark eyes for some answer as to what was going on but found none. Lucifer remained silent waiting for her to speak. "This stays between us, do you understand that?" she told him her voice somber and serious. "It has to for now."

He bowed his head in acquiescence as Chloe looked on without comment.

"Who else knows about your brush with death?" Oriel asked him.

"It's just a scratch," he told her in protest.

"Who?" she demanded raising her voice, and silencing any further response he may have had.

"Aside from the three of us, Maze, my therapist," Lucifer replied.

"Some other cops I work with," Chloe offered quietly.

"So, too many," Oriel said bitingly. "Where were you when you felt you were being watched?"

"While out with Detective Decker. At Lux," he replied. "Speaking of, I need to get there."

Oriel nodded and told him solemnly, "Not a word, Lucifer, I mean it. Go do your thing; I'll stop by at some point."

Oriel walked with him to the door as he was leaving. From where she sat, Chloe tried to scrutinize their words and actions. "Is this what you saw when we talked months ago?" Lucifer asked Oriel quietly.

"I don't think so; this has a different feel," she replied. "If they just wanted to cause trouble, why play hide-and-seek with you?"

"To try my patience," Lucifer said with annoyance.

"There's more to it. I try your patience all the time and I'm still here," Oriel said trying to lighten the mood. "No more immortality tests, okay?"

"You have my word," he said and leaned in to whisper in her ear, "As always."

Oriel shut the door, walked back into the kitchen, and sat down again at the table. "At least he keeps things interesting," Oriel said to Chloe breaking the silence.

"Do you think there really is something watching him?" Chloe asked her not quite believing all she had just heard.

"Yes. I'm surprised it hasn't happened sooner," Oriel told her. "I'm more bothered by the fact that he was shot and bled."

"What was supposed to happen?" Chloe questioned very interested in hearing her answer.

"Nothing," Oriel replied matter-of-factly.

"Nothing?" Chloe repeated.

"Yes, nothing. He gets shot; the bullet goes in or through or whatever; he heals immediately. No blood, no pain, no limp," Oriel explained and then muttered, "This is not good."

"I'm not saying I believe you but why not?" Chloe asked.

"It means the devil is somewhat mortal. Obviously, he can be hurt – possibly killed, definitely messed with," Oriel explained exhaling loudly. "And there's not enough paper in this town to list everything out there that would love to mess with him."

"You know that Lucifer thinks the mortal thing is exciting. I can't believe I just said that," Chloe said with narrowed eyes. Oriel seemed sane enough even if what she was saying seemed to make absolutely no sense.

"Of course he does," Oriel agreed looking at Chloe directly. "He'd feel the same way about walking around in a cage with hungry, wild animals. With any luck his intelligence will keep him out of serious trouble right now."

"What happens now?" Chloe asked wondering how far they were going to go in carrying out this possible charade.

"Now I figure out what it is that's watching him," Oriel answered with a slight shake of her head. "I can't wait."

"You're going to Lux?" Chloe questioned thinking she would catch him in a lie. "Lucifer told me you didn't like it there."

"I don't - for many reasons - but it's the best chance I have to find out what's going on. Plus, I told him I would stop by and I won't go back on that," Oriel said honestly.

"He listens to you," Chloe said abruptly to Oriel. The cop in her had noticed the change in Lucifer's behavior, slight though it was, when he was speaking with Oriel.

"Everyone says that," Oriel replied with a slight chuckle. "Sometimes he does, sometimes he doesn't. Right now, he's content to play by my rules. When he gets bored, that will change."

"You know him well," Chloe stated before asking, "You really met 1,159 years ago?"

"We really did," Oriel answered. "If you're interested, I'll tell you the story sometime."

"I can't wait to hear it," Chloe told her eagerly. "My mom's out of town, so you can sleep in her room while you're here."

"While I'm here?" Oriel inquired her eyes wide.

"Lucifer didn't tell you?" Chloe asked. When Oriel shook her head she continued, "He didn't have time to find you somewhere to stay, so I told him you could stay with me. Before you say anything, it's no trouble. Where's your bag?"

"I travel light and thank you," Oriel said graciously. "Hopefully I won't be in your hair long."