Lucifer appeared in her living room and from behind him she said, "Come over here and sit."

He turned to her and looked at her for a moment as if checking to make sure she was really there and this was not his imagination. Elizabeth wasn't entirely certain what she was going to say and do, so she looked back at him with an unreadable expression.

All he knew was that he did not want to be separated from her, but he didn't know what to do to deserve that. The details of human ways didn't always make sense to him. His only hope was that she would just tell him what to do, but as he thought this, it dawned on him maybe she just couldn't do that for him this time and she was waiting for him to do something.

He moved towards her and instead of sitting next to her, he sank to his knees in front of her with his head down and arms at his side. Only seconds later, it seemed to him like she was waiting for him to do something, an overreaction because of his earlier thoughts, so out of desperation he responded to this feeling in the only way an angel knew how.

As Malachi tried to get himself out of the defensive position that he was now in, for the first time in this battle he was afraid that he might lose. Ella was quick, persistent, and ruthless and despite the fact that he was more powerful, she had him on his heels.

Finally getting him were she wanted him, on the ground with her knees pinning his arms down, she moved close to gloat and ask if he gave up. All he could think of was how sexy she looked when she felt powerful and before she could react, he lifted up and grabbed her lips with his own.

Before they knew it they were back in her bedroom and she was getting him out of his shirt. And when did, she stepped back to admire him and thought, "I should have gotten him out of his shirt a long time ago." She just stared at him and couldn't resist touching him now even though taking of his shirt was the only thing they'd accomplished so far besides passionate kisses. He must have been enjoying it because his breath became a little harder, so she looked up at him as she moved in to take on of his nipples in her mouth. He tensed in a way that made her think that, although he had done this many times already, he'd never been with anyone he had any feelings for. She smiled to herself and pulled him over to the bed.

"How could you just let him leave like that?" Cassie said.

Azazeal couldn't help laughing at her because even though he still feared that Ella might harm him, other than that threat, Malachi was perfectly safe. Cassie was acting like an overprotective mother and hadn't even thought about Ella yet.

"Look, he's old enough to take care of himself. My only concern is that Ella might be involved in this."

"Right, well, I'll go to Mendham and see her. Do you know where he usually goes? Have you sent anyone to look for him?"

"I just sent Araqiel. Don't you think I should go to see Ella?"

"No, I still need to talk to her about this situation with her and Malachi and Sara, anyway. Hopefully, we can come to some kind of agreement on this."

He nodded, "You know Lucifer has left, what did Elizabeth tell you?"

"A lot of things actually," Cassie said sadly, "She said she would call him back tonight so I assume that's why he left."

"And what will she do?"

"She didn't say."

Before Elizabeth had to a chance to say anything, he started shaking in a familiar way and shortly angelic words began to pour out of him. She was stunned because she had never heard of one of the angels doing this outside the "bedroom." Despite her growing knowledge of the angelic language, she only recognized a few words but she could tell that he was repeating a certain set of things over and over. She knew that these were not words that he normally said to her because she was familiar with his normal professions of love, adoration, and passion.

She reached out to him and said, "Hey, it's okay," touching him and then trying to get him to get up. "Come on, it's okay", but she couldn't get him to stop. She then put her hands on his shoulders and closed her eyes to try to feel what he was saying, another little trick she'd learned. She let her mind relax and the sounds flow over her to let them take her to the meaning.

When she felt it, she was shaken and then touched. How could this be? He was, without provocation, offering wholehearted surrender, absolute submission, no love as bait, no desire, no hope. She tried to calm him and eventually said "yes," sending a mental wave of love and acceptance of his offer as much to stop him as because she still loved him. It wasn't that she didn't want him or want to forgive him but that this was so out of character and so disconcerting, she didn't want to do anything wrong.

He trembled at her response and when he finished the last of the words that he had been repeating, he pause for a moment, but in his heart he felt it wasn't enough. He didn't want to have anything left, so he sank down to her feet and new words started to come out of him. Elizabeth was worried now because she was almost certain that he was now saying things that he should not, he'd always been a little scandalous, so she was sure that this was not safe. She touched him again and though she didn't understand how it could be possible, he was offering the same only it was now more pure, more complete, more perfect, and in a way more desperate. When she accepted this time, she was overwhelmed. Her consciousness shifted and it felt like she floated forever on a wave of his power and was able to glimpse a sense of what it felt like to have it.

When she came back to herself, she looked down and he had spread himself out flat on the hardwood floor in front of her. Seeming to know that she was "back," he said only one thing in simple angelic words, but in many ways it encompassed all the rest of the things he'd said to her, "I place myself at your feet."

Cassie stood at Ella's door wondering if she should know or just walk in and finally decided on the later. When she opened the door, she found Malachi and Ella asleep in each other's arms. The look of shock on her face would have been funny if anyone had scene it. Well, he wasn't dead and she didn't appear to be in any position to kill him, so Cassie quietly closed the door and went back to Azazeal.

Cassie rolled her eyes at Azazeal's proud grin.

"You would be proud of him for this, wouldn't you?"

"Come on, it's perfect and she will no longer be able to raise her hand against him," he was clearly in favor of this development. So much so that he gathered her up in his arms and took her to bed. He never seemed to have made up for the inconvenient period of abstinence when Cassie was pregnant with Sara.

Not knowing what else to do, Elizabeth got Lucifer up, took him to her bedroom, and put him in her bed. She hadn't had any intention of making love to him when she brought him there, but somehow she couldn't resist being that close to him right now. He responded to her artlessly, not having anything left to keep from her, and they all "heard" the moan that escaped from him when she took him inside her for the first time in weeks.