I do not own Lucifer.
Dr. Linda!
A few nights later, things were back to normal at Lux. Lucifer was spending time with other people, having properly grieved.
Lilith stood on the catwalk, watching the club. Suddenly she felt she wasn't alone. At least the presence wasn't annoying. She turned to see Dr. Martin standing next her, staring in awe.
Alright, that was uncomfortable. "Hello, can I help you with something?"
"No, yes, it's just wow… you're an angel, a real angel from Heaven." Dr. Martin almost couldn't get the words out.
Lilith stared confused but then she understood. "Oh right, Lucifer let you in on our family secret. And it's fallen angel, there's a big difference."
"Right, because you followed your brother out of Heaven and into Hell. What's Hell like?"
"Everything you were told." The screaming, the sadness, the torture.
"What about Heaven?"
That question made Lilith pause. What was Heaven like? She didn't want to say her true feelings about the place. So she went with a safe answer. "Everything you were told."
"Do you look like Lucifer?" The doctor had a million questions.
What kind of question was that? Lilith looked at the blonde woman, a hand near her face cleared up the confusion.
Lucifer had showed Dr. Martin his burned face, his real face. Did Lilith's own face match his? "No, I didn't fall face first. Besides, I was always the pretty one." She answered. Well, there were no ugly angels.
Dr. Martin chuckled at Lilith's answer.
Lilith turned her attention back to the club floor. Charlotte was in the middle and suddenly locked eyes with her daughter. Lilith cringed.
"Is that your mother?" Dr. Martin asked. Charlotte had an otherworldly aura about her.
"Yes, the bane of my existence."
"I should go thank her." The doctor began to head to the stairs.
"Wait, what? Why? Thank her for what?"
"For everything. She's a goddess, queen of the angels. She was involved with creation…"
"Don't bother…" Lilith scoffed. "Mother views mankind as objects for our entertainment. And besides, Daddy did most of the work."
"Daddy? That's what you call God?"
Lilith never really thought about the titles she gave her parents. Mother because she was cold and distant, it sounded formal. Daddy because… well just because. Lucifer tended to go with dear old Dad and Mum. Amenadiel went with Father and Mother, he was always so respectable. "That's what He is to me, why would I call Him anything else?"
"Good point. Tell me about your mother. You seem on edge." Dr. Martin wanted to know everything.
"Have you moved your office to the club? I don't get along with my Mother, never have, never will. She's out of her mind, seeing what she wants about us. I don't understand why neither of my brothers can see through her lies and games. She is just playing with their feelings, stringing them along."
"Does your mother do anything to hide her distaste of you?"
"No, she makes it abundantly clear. Amenadiel will point it out and she'll make a false apology."
"And Lucifer? What does he do?"
"He'll say something to me when we are alone but nothing in front of Mother. I don't think he wants to get in the middle of anything."
"Why do you think you understand your mother so well?"
"You're the doctor, it's your job to tell me."
"No, that is not my job. I have to make you see answers. Have you ever heard the expression: 'I opened my mouth and my mother came out'?"
Lilith stared. "Am I supposed to devour my mother than spit her out?"
"No, it means you and your mother think alike. Same core thoughts."
That made Lilith defensive. "I am nothing like my mother." She could already smell the smoke from her hair.
Either Dr. Martin didn't smell it or decided to ignore it, she kept talking. "That's what we all say, until we catch ourselves."
So, Linda is my FAVORITE character. I totally relate.
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