I do not own Lucifer.

Lilith needed help, she hated needing help more than anything in the world. She was a firm believer in "if you want something done right, do it yourself." But now was not the time.

Maze was wiping down tables when Lilith approached her. Charlotte was nowhere in sight. Lilith hoped it stayed that way.

"Hey, I need a favor…"

"No." came the very quick answer. No thought about it.

"You didn't hear me out."

"Won't change my answer."

"Please."

That one word made the demon pause. Something was up. "What do you need?" Maze tried not to sound curious.

"Do you have anything from Hell?"

"A few things, anything in peculiar?"

"Weapons."

Maze's eye brows rose. There would be only one reason Lilith would want weapons, especially ones from Hell. She didn't say a word though, instead Maze tilted her head to the staircase.

Lilith followed Maze to the penthouse. Once they were there, the demon pulled out a large case. "I'll let you do the honors."

Well, Lilith had been one of the warrior angels back in Heaven. She lifted the lid and studied the small but deadly collection.

There was a bow, a quiver with about a dozen arrows and a few daggers of different sizes. All weapons mankind hadn't seen in centuries. They had all been forged in Heaven but ended up in Hell during the Fall. They were the only things in the entire world that could kill an Immortal.

"See anything you like?" Maze asked. There hadn't been the look of glee and excitement in Lilith's eyes like she had expected. Actually the fallen angel was unreadable.

"Just this one." Lilith picked up a short dagger. She studied it before slipping it into her boot.

"Just one?" Maze was confused. Wouldn't a former warrior want to have as many weapons just in case. "Don't you want back up in case you miss?"

Faster than lightning, Lilith grabbed another dagger and hurled it at the wall, right at a painting. The unfortunate target was the painting's subject, Lucifer himself. He now had a dagger deeply embedded at his shoulder blades, cutting off his wings. Very appropriate. "I never miss." There was finally power and confidence in Lilith's voice. She hadn't sounded like that since stepping into Lux. Since coming face to face with her mother actually.

Maze didn't want to guess anymore. "I know it's not my place to pry…"

"If you know it's not your place, why are you prying?" Lilith was looking over her target practice. She was doubtful Lucifer would be able to pull it out. No matter, he would scold her for destroying his property.

"The dagger is for your mother, isn't it?" Maze ventured.

Lilith turned her dark eyes to the demon. "Am I that transparent?"

Maze nodded.

Lilith only shrugged in response. She was already heading to the door then stopped. "Mazikeen," She began, using the demon's full name. "Not a word to Lucifer, this stayed between us."

Maze nodded again. She hated to admit it, but Lilith scared her more than Lucifer ever could.

No one was doing anything, the whole mission was at a standstill. And Amenadiel felt he had to lay down the law and get the ball moving again.

"And Mother is still here? Why is she still here, Lucifer?"

"Exactly how were we supposed to get her back? Fly? You know, since you are so bent on her going back, you can take her." Lucifer shot back.

Lilith sat on the couch, watching the interaction between her brothers.

"What? I'm not taking her back, it's not my job."

"Come on, help a brother out."

"I can't."

"Now who doesn't want Mother back in Hell. I thought I was the only one. So you won't do it or you can't do it?" Lucifer raised his voice.

Amenadiel finally let his emotions show. "Can't!" His wings spread out, they were not perfect anymore. Feathers were missing in places and as a whole, they looked sick.

Lucifer stepped back. Lilith covered her mouth, she felt like crying. What was happening to their family?

"Feel free to mock me." Amenadiel told them.

"This is no laughing matter, brother." There was no hint of joking in Lucifer's voice. "What happened?"

"I disobeyed Father." A heavy silence filled the room, Amenadiel stood there in his brokenness. Then an idea dawned on him. "But I can be fixed…"

"What? How?" Lucifer asked.

"Lilith."

Their sister had been quiet from the moment Amenadiel entered the room. Now all the attention was on her and she was uncomfortable about what he wanted from her.

"Lilith, you can fix me. One touch of your wings can make these go back to how they are supposed to be." He began to plead, she didn't answer. "Lilith, please…"

"No."

That answer shocked even herself. Lucifer stared, mouth wide open.

"What?" Amenadiel almost couldn't get the word out. "No? You're not going to help me?"

"You disobeyed Daddy. It's not my job to fix your mistakes. You have to do that on your own."

"Are you seriously getting morals now?"

"Better late than never." She forced herself to keep the eye contact with her brother.

Amenadiel stared for another second then left the room. Lucifer wasn't sure what to do or say.

Lilith stayed on the couch, just thinking. Then someone sat next to her.

"That was a very brave thing you did there, Lilith. Are you sure you know where you belong?" Charlotte asked and touched her daughter's cheek.

For the first time in her life, Lilith didn't pull away.

It was nearing closing time for Lux and for some reason Lilith found herself on the stage. She needed to get some emotions off of her chest and was finally finding a different method.

I spoke to God today and she said that she's ashamed.

What have I become, what have I done?

I spoke to the Devil today and he swears he's not to blame

And I understood cause I feel the same

Arms wide open, I stand alone

I'm no hero and I'm not made of stone

Right or wrong, I can hardly tell.

I'm on the wrong side of Heaven and the righteous side of Hell

The wrong side of Heaven and the righteous side of Hell.

Like brother, like sister.

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