Author's Note: I took some creative liberties with personalities here. Anyone who reads my stories knows that's sort of my thing. I see the potential in the show for Lucifer to have certain emotions. SO, I run with it. I also made up some powers that aren't in either the show or the comic. Just me being crazy me. Hope you like it.
The wind rushed by as the black Corvette raced through the streets of Los Angles. Loud classic rock blared out of the speakers. Lucifer tapped his hand on the steering wheel. He glanced at his daughter. She was doing something on her phone. He smirked and returned his gaze to the road. He wasn't quite ready to go back to Lux.
Persephone was texting her boyfriend. She had lost track of time. She looked up right as they drove right by Lux. She glanced at her father. "You know we just drove past Lux."
The Devil nodded. "Yep." He responded quietly and turned up the music. David Bowie blared out of the speakers. He smirked at his confused offspring. The look on her face reminded him of Joanie. His heart ached. He punched the accelerator on the Corvette. "I'm hungry. Are you hungry?" He asked Persephone.
She nodded. "Yeah a little." She responded barely looking up from her phone.
"Good." Lucifer responded.
They rode in silence again. Persephone was still occupied by her phone. So much that she barely noticed when they stopped. She looked up. They were in front of what used to be a restaurant. It was boarded up. The sign was falling apart. Grass grew on the sidewalk. She glanced at her father as he got out of the car. "Um Dad. I don't think this place is open."
Silently Lucifer walked over to the passenger door and opened it. He ignored her remark. "Come on." He said to her. Her dark brown eyes looking up at him made him smile.
Hesitantly Persephone got out of the car. She put her phone in her pocket and followed her father towards the boarded-up door. He stopped in front of the door. It had a heavy padlock on it. Lucifer placed his hand on it and the padlock fell to the ground. He opened the door and walked in. Persephone sighed and followed him in. It was mostly dark inside. A little bit of light penetrated through the boards. Broken furniture occupied the dirty room. Broken glass and dirt was everywhere.
Lucifer clapped his hands and the lights came on. He glanced at his astonished child. Before she could ask, he smiled. "I'm the light bringer." He then walked towards a booth in the corner. The table was intact as were the seats. They were dirty though. He brushed some of the dirt off a seat and sat down. He gestured to Persephone to do the same.
Persephone eyed the dirty seat. She was surprised when her father sat on it. He was so particular about getting dirty. But there he sat in his very expensive Armani suit. Taking a deep breath, she sat opposite him. His dark eyes, were quietly observing her. She took a deep breath. "What are we doing here?"
Taking a deep breath Lucifer placed his hands on the table. He closed his eyes momentarily. This was not something he had ever done. The emotions of the last few days were finally threatening to boil over. He needed to get a few things off his chest. He opened his eyes. Her dark eyes were looking at him. "I often took short trips to Earth when I ruled Hell." He began. "One day I found myself in this part of Los Angeles. I had no reasoning. I was just wandering. I noticed a sign that advertised the "world's best pie." He made air quotes. "I quite like pie." He smiled.
Persephone chuckled. "I know. I like pie too." She was intrigued by his story.
"I walked into the café and sat at this table." Tears glistened in his dark eyes. "Then she came over."
Persephone hung onto every word. She could feel his emotions shifting. He looked to the left of them. There was nothing but the broken-down restaurant. Then she noticed the rundown café melt into a lively scene. People bustled around the room. She could smell food cooking, mostly bacon. Then she stood there at the table. Clear as day. A young blonde waitress. Sparking blue eyes and a smile for days. Persephone gasped. She recognized her. "Mom?" She looked at her father. He was smiling at her mother. "Are you doing this?" She asked Lucifer.
Without looking at her, "Doing what?" He replied coyly.
The apparition flashed a brilliant smile at the Devil. "Well, aren't you a handsome fella." Came a southern accent that Persephone had never heard her mother use. Lucifer kept his gaze on the apparition. She continued. "What's a fancy guy like you doing in a dive like this?"
Lucifer chuckled. He flashed his brilliant smile at her. "I could ask the same thing." He glanced at her name tag. "Joan." He continued talking to the apparition like she was real. "I hear this place serves the world's best pie. I was hoping to take you up on it. Is it truly the world's best?"
Joanie shifted and cocked her hip. "Well, that may be an exaggeration. But the pie is divine."
The Devil laughed. "Divine you say? Well, how can I say no. Bring me a slice."
"Well, what flavor would you like?"
"What is your favorite?" Lucifer asked her.
"I quite like the banana crème." Joan responded. "But I need to cut back on it. I need to watch my figure."
Lucifer threw up his hands. "There is nothing wrong with your figure, love." He watched her blush slightly. "I will take a slice of the banana crème please."
Joan nodded at him. "Coming right up, handsome. I love your accent by the way." She said before rushing off.
A busser walked by the table. Various conversations could be heard. Persephone looked around. She was amazed. None of this was here. It was an illusion. Was her father creating it or was she imagining it? He merely smiled at her. She sat quietly. Her mother soon returned with the pie and set it in front of Lucifer. It was massive. Lucifer's eyes widened. "My this does look divine." He picked up his fork and dug into the pie and took a bite. Joan was standing there watching. He smiled. "You were right. Very right Joan. This is the world's best pie. Bravo."
Joan nodded. "Glad you like it." She then rushed off to another table. Persephone watched her with other apparitions. She moved with grace. She was so beautiful, even in her stained waitress uniform. Joan then walked back to them. She still didn't seem to notice Persephone sitting there. She flashed another smile at Lucifer. "How are you doing, handsome?" She placed a hand on his arm.
"I am doing great. Thank you." He responded with his sexiest smile. The woman blushed in return. "Tell me Joan. What is a pretty thing like you doing working in this dive?" He said between bites. A bit of whipped crème was on his mouth. Joan picked up a napkin and proceeded to wipe it off eliciting a smug grin from the Devil.
Joan took a deep breath and put the napkin into her apron. "I just moved here from Tennessee. My sister is in law school at UCLA. I want to be an actress." Her southern drawl was noticeable. "So far I haven't had any luck."
Lucifer nodded. "Shame. Now if I do you a favor and call some people I know that could possibly hep you get a role; would you return the favor to me?"
Joan shifted. She got a nervous look on her pretty face and swallowed. Persephone watched the scene unfold before her eyes. Her parents had both told her the story but here she was living it. Joan looked at Lucifer and smiled. "What is your name?"
"Lucifer." He responded.
"Like the Devil?" Joan asked.
"Yes."
Joan thought for a moment. "You seem so nice. So, charming."
Lucifer chuckled. "I am quite charming. And handsome as you have said. I promise the favor won't be anything hard. Though it could make me a little hard."
Joan blushed. "You are very, forward aren't you?"
"Yes." Lucifer laughed.
Joan took another deep breath. "Yes, I'll do it." She eyed Lucifer and looked up for a moment.
"Don't worry he won't smite you." Lucifer said casually while finishing his pie. "Now about that favor. When do you get off work?"
Joan started to say something and the scene shifted. The bustling restaurant was once again replaced by the rundown abandoned place. Joan disappeared. Persephone frowned. Her mother was truly gone. She looked at her father. Tears glistened his eyes. She reached for his outstretched hand only to have him stand up from the booth. He walked over to the decaying bar and stood facing away from his daughter. Persephone sat for a moment in disbelief. Then she heard him sobbing. "Daddy. Are you crying?" She said getting up and walking up to him. She placed her hand on his back.
Lucifer felt the tears fall from his eyes. The emotions were too much. He had never sobbed like a baby before but here he was. He heard his daughter talking to him. He sniffled and turned around and looked at her. Her dark eyes watching him. He saw tears form in her eyes. "I loved your mother. I know it's hard for people to believe that I am capable of real love. But what I felt was real for her. There aren't many women whether human or otherwise that can make my heart do a flip when I meet them. Your mother did that to me. I did help her become what she was. I wanted to marry her. But Joanie." He paused and wiped tears from Persephone's cheek. "Joanie didn't want to get married. She said she loved me but she just didn't ever want to be married. She did want a baby though. Even though she knew who I was. She was adamant about having my child. I gave in and granted her that favor." He looked at Persephone. She was listening intently to him.
"Bet your regretting that." Persephone said quietly.
"Why would I regret it?" Lucifer responded. "You think I regret creating you?" He felt tears fall down his own cheeks. "No, child. You were born out of love. You were wanted. You are still wanted." He said to her.
Persephone smiled lightly. "Sorry."
"Two days ago, I saw the woman who made my heart do flips dead. Her life taken from her violently. Painfully. It was clear she suffered. And for two days I have been searching the city looking for who took her from us. I have spent two days worried about our child. Worried someone was going to hurt you. I have not been able to grieve to say goodbye."
Persephone felt fresh tears fall. "Oh Dad. I am so sorry." She threw her arms around him and buried her face in his chest and sobbed. "So, sorry."
Lucifer wrapped his arms around his sobbing daughter and kissed the top of her head. He then rested his cheek. He closed his eyes and let the tears fall. They sobbed together for a few minutes. "I almost lost you Persephone. I would have failed Joanie. Failed you." He remarked. "I doubt I could have handled losing both of you."
Persephone only cried harder. She felt guilt for making him worry. Even the Devil had feelings. She wanted to hate herself. "I am a horrible daughter. I never should have put you through that."
Lucifer released his hold on her and stepped back from her. He placed his hand on her chin. "Look at me." He watched her dark eyes rise to meet his. "You are not a horrible daughter. You are good hearted, talented girl. You do have a rebellious streak. Part of my wonders if that is my Father getting revenge on me." He chuckled.
Persephone laughed. "Maybe." She wiped tears from her face. She felt her stomach rumbling from hunger.
Lucifer heard his daughter's stomach. "Come on Persephone. Let's go get something to eat. I'm famished." He started for the door. Persephone was looking at the booth. He sauntered back to her and put his arm around her shoulder.
"This is really where you met her?" She asked him.
"Yes." He replied.
Persephone chuckled. "And did you make the diner come alive and make my mother appear?" She asked him.
Lucifer shrugged. "Do you want tacos? I have a hankering for tacos." He clapped his hands and the lights turned off. He started for the door again. He held it open. Persephone walked towards him.
"Seriously though? Did you make my mother appear?" Persephone asked him again.
Lucifer walked to his car and opened the passenger side door. He still didn't answer his curious daughter's question. He watched as she slid into the car and he closed the door. He trotted to the other side and got in.
"Dad?" she asked him again.
"Yes daring." He started the car and put it into drive and pulled into traffic.
"Did you make that scene appear? I don't know you could do that?"
"Do what?" The Devil answered coyly.
"That thing I am talking ab- "She paused and glanced at the smug smile planted on his face. "Never mind." She shook her head. She would figure it out later. Even she wasn't aware of all her father's powers and abilities. There were still things about him she was discovering. The history books only knew half the story and were all biased.
"I heard you singing right before the shooting started." Lucifer looked at her.
"You did?" Persephone was wrenched from her thoughts "And?"
"It was beautiful. You never needed voice lessons. You sounded like," He paused. "Like an angel." He smiled and they drove off into the sunset.