I do not own Lucifer.
It took a day for Lilith to be able to be in the same room as her mother. She had to control her emotions, her words, her eyes. She could not betray anything, could not admit to anything.
"I see you are still avoiding me." Charlotte slid up next to her on the couch. Lilith didn't move. "Maybe not avoiding so much anymore but you won't talk to me. Was it something I said earlier?"
Still no response from Lilith.
"I was not expecting this, Lily. I thought you would fall in line with your brothers and welcome me back with open arms. But no, you are fighting me tooth and nail. And here I was thinking you were still a follower."
"I was never a follower." Lilith corrected her. A leader, not really. She liked to do things her way and not involve anyone. If people followed her, fine but that was not the reason she walked to the beat of her own drum. But she was never ever a follower.
"You followed your brother out of Heaven." Charlotte pointed out.
"There's a difference between loyalty and being a follower, Mother." Because Charlotte had no idea what loyalty was.
"Loyalty? That's what you call your reason for leaving paradise? It was the only place you called home and you left it because your brother made a choice? Dear, you really have a lot to learn."
Lilith just stared at Charlotte. She was done, done with being spoken down to, like she was still a child. She was better than this. "You know what, I made my choice, about the reward. I am going to drag you back to Hell, take Daddy's offer, then watch you suffer from above."
Charlotte actually smiled at her daughter's words. She stood up and gave Lilith's head an emotionless kiss. "If that's how you think, you don't belong in Heaven."
Lilith watched her mother leave the room and wasn't sure how to feel. It took her a moment to get up and rush downstairs to the club.
Lucifer was in the middle of group of adoring fans when Lilith grabbed his arm and pulled him away.
"Careful, this suit is dry clean only. And why would you break up a nice little chat?" Lucifer asked then noticed the fire in her eyes. "Where is Mother, Lilith?"
"Still alive. How much longer are you going to waste before dragging her back? Have you made up your mind yet?"
"No, I am still deciding on her punishment."
"Why are you the one who decides? We are equals on this mission. It isn't a matter of whether or not to send her back, she belongs in Hell." Lilith half yelled, not caring who heard her. But, she thought about her words, if she brought her back, it would prove Charlotte's flawed logic was right. And Lilith would never admit that her mother was right.
"She can't stay here, Lucifer. I'm going over your head." She was finally taking charge of the situation.
"What does that supposed to mean?"
"I am going to personally escort our mother back to the gates of Hell."
Now his eyes glowed slightly. "No, I forbid it."
Lilith matched his rage. "You're not in charge. Try and stop me. And I'm the one with wings." She hadn't mean to go that cruel, that comment had slipped out. She only slightly regretted it.
They couldn't cause a scene in the middle of the packed club. So they calmed down.
"Yes, we are equals in this mission. We will figure this out together. I just want to give her the benefit of the doubt about why she is here. Give it a little more time then we will decide what to do with her."
"Fine." Lilith responded. Then she realized how desperate she had been to get rid of her mother. And hoped Lucifer wouldn't pick up on it and question everything.
Siblings fighting, nothing new really but it's starting to boil over. It will not be pretty.
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