Okay, I'm sorry I haven't updated lately, but I've just been playing around with ideas of how to end the story... I think I like how I ended it. There where so many other ways it could've ended.

I hope you enjoy it and don't hate me for life because of how I ended the story.

Enjoy.

Lucifer felt horrible.

Kayla almost died while he was having a little fit- she could've left him.

Permanently.

Forever.

If Kayla had died she would've went one place he can never go again- one place he longs to go but is unable to.

Heaven.

Just thinking the word sends shivers down his spine.

Looking at Kayla now- she was in a hospital bed in a local hospital- They hadn't bothered to airlift her to the city, they expected her to die soon and didn't want to take her family away from her, even if she wasn't conscious.

Lucifer had made himself invisible and was waiting for just the right moment to snatch her away from this so he could heal her with no questions asked.

He could just do it now- with her parents and her personal nurse in the room, but that would cause too much panic to arise in the tiny hospital.

The doctor had concluded that she had fractured her skull and there was no telling when or ever she would wake up, she had also broken many bones in her body.

Some of those including her left leg, right arm and hand, several ribs and so on.

She looked miserable.

Even if she wasn't one hundred percent awake right now, you could tell she was in a lot of agony.

Finally, less than 20 minutes later, the nurse ushered all the family out of the room so that Kayla could be left alone for the night. They promised to call if anything changed, which they already knew that the chances of her dying tonight where high.

Lucifer walked over to the bed and placed his hand over Kayla's covered face, healing most of her skull and proceeded down the rest of her body, healing all the broken bones.

Lucifer was quick with this- he wouldn't risk hurting her more on the way to their new home, he was finished within a few seconds.

Lucifer reached over and picked up Kayla, before flying off to their furnished cabin that was deep within Canada's Boreal forest. No civilization within 20 miles, they were safe here.

Lucifer took Kayla inside and set her on the oversized bed, making sure she was comfortable for when she woke up.

Lucifer didn't join her in the bed; he spent his time pacing around the seemingly large cabin waiting for Kayla to wake up.

When she did, finally wake up, Lucifer was overjoyed.

He had removed all of the gauze before hand and placed her in a comfortable outfit she would approve of, jeans and an oversized baggy t-shirt.

Kayla sat up from the bed; she took one look at Lucifer and tilted her head in an adorable way that reminded Lucifer of one of his younger siblings.

"Who are you?" Kayla asked, her voice sounded a bit frantic and scared.

Lucifer's eyes got wide for a few moments before he realized what must have happened.

The skull injury must have caused some sort of memory loss… That was one thing an angel couldn't heal- sure they could heal physical injuries but the brain was off limits to even an archangel.

"I'm your… Husband…." Lucifer lied, it was a quick lie that was smooth on his tongue as he took a step forward and caught her hand with his, and rubbing soothing circles across the pad of her hand to try and calm her down.

"You are?" Kayla looked stunned as she gave a quick glance at how he was holding her hand and didn't give a second thought before believing him.

Kayla had actually liked Lucifer when she still had her memories, so this little lie shouldn't cause any problems?

Could it?

"Yes." Lucifer promised, taking a seat on the bed next to her getting ready for the questions she was sure to ask, he had a lie for everything.

After all, he is the king of lies.

This should be simple.

Right?

Like?

Hate?

Do you hate it as much as Dean hates flying?

Or hate it as much as Sam hates clowns?

Or love it as much as Cas loves burgers?

I hope you liked it, I spent A LONG time rewriting this.

And rewriting it.

And rewriting it.

And so on, I spent at least 5-6 hours fixing it and making sure it was perfect... I think I failed on the perfect part but eh, whatever.

I might poof out Alternate Ending of one of the other many ways it could've ended if you ask nicely c:.

Cya on the next story c:.

PS: Thank you Michelle Maria Salvatore/Gabe's-girl-forever for helping me decide what to choose for the ending. I was stuck on 2 different endings... Okay, more like 7 :c. Thank you Michelle for helping me pick this one c:.