A/N Just the siblings playing catch up.
"What is it with this family and weaponry" Lucifer laughed heartily over Azrael's story. "How long did it take Michael to find his precious sword?"
"A little over a week" Azrael smirked. The two siblings found themselves in the front seats of Lucifer's corvette reclining all the way back and looking up at the stars. Once Lucifer had pulled himself together, Azrael started regaling Lucifer with the more entertaining happenings in the Silver City since his departure in order to keep him from building his walls back up. Her brother always felt more emotion than her other siblings, making him hard to predict as his moods could swing violently. He could be as bad as a petulant child, as romantic as those trashy novels stay at home humans of the female persuasion were so attached to, and of course, the Lord of Hell himself. Tonight though, he was just Lucifer, her brother.
"He must have wet himself with the thought of having to tell Father he misplaced the thing." Lucifer looked far too happy with the thought.
"In the end he thought it was Gabriel that had taken it to mess with him."
"Why on earth would he think that, Gabriel is far to mellow to involve himself with such frivolity"
"Well I may have placed it in Gabriel's office on accident" Azrael smiled.
"Why you little imp, I may have rubbed off on you after all. At least they have you to liven things up a bit, if you ask me they all need that stick pulled out of their…"
"LUCIFER!"
Lucifer just put on a devilish smile as he put his arm around his sibling. He seemed quite pleased with himself. "And I have a bone to pick with you little lady."
"Hmmm"
"Church, honestly, you made me go to church with you! That was you wasn't it?"
Azrael doubled over in her seat from laughing so hard. "I almost forgot about that! Yes, it was me Lucifer."
"What in all of creation did I do to deserve that!" He asked incredulously.
"It was worth it to see you squirm brother! And the look on your face when you saw that portrait of Jesus. I thought you were going to faint."
"Well it's not my fault they get the whole thing so mixed up. Honestly, Jeshua with dirty blond hair and blue eyes. And the idea of any of my siblings singing out over a sheep field is just ridiculous. None of them, I mean NONE can carry a tune. Except me of course, but that would have been quite the plot twist."
"And" said Lucifer as his rant continued, "where did they come up with goat and me? I don't even like the foul beasts. Honestly, if they just had any idea." Lucifer threw his hands into the air and reclined back into the seat putting his hands behind his head.
Azrael did her best to repress a chuckle.
"What? You're telling me you don't mind being portrayed as a man dragging around a sickle for all of your days?"
"In my case the truth comes out in the end brother. You know you have Amenadiel to thank right?"
"That pompous twat, for what?"
"The goat."
"No."
"Yes."
"Nooooo. Oh he has no idea what's coming to him." Lucifer's eyes went wide with the possibility. Azrael almost felt sorry for Amenadiel, but he had it coming. He hadn't exactly made her life easy after Lucifer fell. He tried to fill the big brother role that Lucifer had done so well, but failed miserably. He was too busy with Father and keeping order after the rebellion to pay her much mind. And afterward he had no idea how to connect with his young sibling. Lucifer had far more patience with Azrael than the others and was all too happy to collude in and encourage her antics. Amenadiel and Michael had forced her to fall in line, scaring her with the prospect of following in Lucifer's path. After all, Lucifer had been Father's favorite, and look what happened to him.
She felt her brother stiffen beside her as he seemed lost in thought. "Why did you take so long to say something, were you even going to say anything, or just disappear one day Azrael?"
"I honestly don't know brother." Azrael shifted in her seat to look at the stars again. "I never meant to stay this long. When my blade disappeared I knew I had to find it. When I realized Uriel…" Lucifer tensed at the name. "Had taken the blade, I got here as fast as I could. I figured Uriel had more planned than what Father instructed and that you two would eventually cross paths, so when I came across Ella I took the opportunity to get close."
Azrael turned toward Lucifer, wanting to make sure he understood this next part. "I was never spying on you Lucifer. I was not doing Father's bidding. I was trying to find my blade. I didn't say anything because I thought you would be furious. That you wouldn't see me again, and I couldn't take that. I couldn't be turned away by you. But the moment you walked into that room, I …"
"You hugged me."
Azrael smiled softly at the memory. "To see you again, after all this time. I could barely contain myself. There you were. And you looked happy. I was content just to be by your side even if you didn't know who I was. To get to hug you one more time." Azrael's eyes glistened.
"I can see why you like it here with the detective, and LUX, Linda, and even Mazikeen. I should have known you would figure something was off eventually. Maybe I wanted you to know. I honestly don't know anymore."
Lucifer hung onto every word his sister had poured out. The feelings he was having were difficult to even process. He had pushed his family away for so long. To have his little sister here put him at peace, a feeling that he hadn't felt in a very long time. It wasn't often the Devil was at a loss for words, so he did something for the second time tonight that he rarely ever engaged in, he simply hugged her.