Lucy checked out the tools and stifled a yawn. She had signed on with Lucifer in the hopes that it would be a quick side job, but Lucifer had decided otherwise. Either he threw out a lot of things before he met Lucy, or the jerk was breaking things on purpose. So far either of those could be the truth. The "former" King of Hell didn't even know how to set up Wi-Fi, so him not knowing or caring how much things cost wouldn't surprise Lucy.

Letting out a sigh, she realized that the wrenches were on the other side of the aisle. She slowly walked toward the wrenches when a sudden burst of white noise caused her to hold her head in her hands. A couple walked by holding a mirror. Lucy flinched away before trying to focus on the wrenches. The one she needed was higher than she expected, and she stretched to reach the wrench despite the oncoming headache.

Mirrors had affected Lucy more and more over the past couple days. It was the same feeling as when Lucy had escaped from that dark world, but it had only been an annoyance at first. Now it caused her physical pain to even be near one. Dark's voice echoed from the mirror, and Lucy struggled to tune it out. The white noise became more grating but stopped as the couple moved further away.

Lucy wondered just what she would have do to keep him away. Spraying mirrors with a mixture of the "blessed" salt and "holy" water seemed to at least keep him from assaulting her with that noise, and she couldn't hear his odd voice. Dark sounded different when speaking to her through the mirror. Like there was another voice. Perhaps that was how he really sounded. Had he been able to control her perception of him in his world?

A shiver went up Lucy's spine as she remembered how charming he had seemed at first. At least Anti had been more upfront about his intentions, but Lucy was still glad that she hadn't seen or heard him. Was he not as strong as Dark. She could only hope. After all he was a straightforward monster but nonetheless still a monster. There had been some unexplained glitches on her computer. She had no idea whether he could cause that, but it was better to be safe than sorry. Another quick change of motels and the destruction of her laptop had made her feel safer.

With a sigh she turned the wrench in her hand. Hopefully, Caan would find the next portal soon as those monsters seemed to have a more difficult time finding her when she moved around. A loud thud caught her attention. She turned to see that a man had dropped some of the tools and hid a small grin as he cursed. At least she wasn't the only one having a bad day.

He looked flustered as he tried to quickly pick up the different tools, and Lucy walked over to help him. Kneeling, she picked up a hammer and held it up to him.

"Need some help carrying anything? I don't mind," Lucy said with a small smile. She did feel kind of bad about her amusement at his misfortune.

He took the hammer from her hand with a grateful grin and replied, "No, thanks. I've got it."

Lucy looked at the tools and asked, "So… first time building something?"

"Oh. No, but I've never really had my own tools," he replied and noticed the wrench in her hand. "What about you? Building something?"

Lucy laughed and responded while standing up, "Fixing something. My new client seems to be fond of breaking things."

The man stood up and replied, "Well, at least he found someone capable."

With a smirk, Lucy replied smugly, "Hmm… well, I am the best. So what are you working on? I could charge you a reduced fee. Flattery goes a long way in my book."

The man laughed and replied, "A new bed for my daughter." A tenderness could be heard when he spoke about his daughter, and for some reason it made Lucy uncomfortable. "I wanted to make something for her. It might be… a little extreme for me."

"How old is she?"

"What? She's two. Why?"

"Because… things can be bought. Time cannot. I assume your work keeps you busy most of the day?"

"Uh… yeah. As a detective, work keeps me pretty busy. Sometimes too busy."

"So, use your time wisely. I'm sure your family would be happier with you spending time with them."

The man raised an eyebrow at her before turning back to his items with a sigh. He gave her a shrug and struggled to keep the tools from falling. He said, "Yeah. You're probably right. There's also a big case that I'm working on… I should still buy a couple things. It'd be good to have them."

Lucy nodded in encouragement and started walking toward the register as he started to walk away.

"Oh, your parents must be very proud," the man said with a friendly smile.

"Thanks," Lucy replied with a fake smile. On the inside she still felt that heaviness in her chest at the mention of her family. Despite all the time she'd spent in different worlds, she hadn't really allowed herself to grieve for her family. She knew enough to recognize that wasn't a good thing, but she didn't really know how to fix it. Perhaps she should see a therapist while she was here.

The man hadn't seemed to notice anything weird about Lucy's reply and had disappeared into the aisles. Lucy took a deep breath and carried her wrench to the checkout counter. The man soon appeared behind her and waited for his turn in line. Lucy paid the clerk and started to leave when he started speaking to her again.

"Oh, my name is Dan by the way," he said as he put his things on the counter and held his hand.

"Lucy," she said and shook his hand. "It was nice meeting you."

"Yeah, you too, and thanks. You just saved me from something that I wasn't really prepared for. I already told my wife though. I don't know what I'm going to tell her."

Lucy shrugged and replied, "Maybe just explain your reasons. Wanting to spend more time with her and your daughter… I doubt that she'd be mad about that."

Dan smiled at her again and said, "You're just full of good ideas, aren't you?"

"Well, I am the best."

Lucy gave Dan a smile in return and walked out the store with the wrench in hand. She started walking towards Lux when her phone rang. Rolling her eyes, she fished the phone from her pocket.

"Hello, Lucifer," Lucy answered the phone with an annoyed tone. "Did you or one of your friends break something else in addition to the sink?"

"Not yet. Where are you? I called you an hour ago," Lucifer demanded.

"I had to stop at the store. I didn't have everything I need; I'm on my way now," Lucy replied and turned off the phone. The only reason that she had bought a cell phone was because Lucifer complained that it was too hard to get ahold of her, but now Lucy wanted to chuck it. Lux's lights shone in the distance. Mazikeen was standing out front angrily but smirked when she saw Lucy approach.

"You get lost?" Mazikeen asked nonchalantly. "Lucifer's waiting."

"I know," Lucy sighed. "He called. He's not a patient man. I got it."

Mazikeen led the way inside and walked to go stand behind the bar while Lucy tried to find Lucifer. He wasn't drinking in his usual place at the counter or on one of the lounges. A hand grabbed her shoulder. Lucy quickly moved out of its grip and glared at Lucifer. He stared back at her curiously.

"Where's the sink?" Lucy asked irritably, and Lucifer led the way.

Thankfully, someone had broken the mirror a few days ago, and Lucy quietly thanked the drunk as she walked into the bathroom. Someone had put a red, plastic cup under the sink's pipes to catch the falling water. Lucy rolled up her sleeves and got to work, perfectly aware that Lucifer was still watching her with an inquisitive look. She ignored him.

"What's wrong?" Lucifer finally asked with a tone of annoyance. "You nearly jumped out of your skin. Did something happen?"

"Not really," Lucy mumbled and focused on her work. When she was satisfied with her work, she got up and turned the sink on. No leaks. Lucy smiled and gathered her things. As she got up off the ground, she noticed Lucifer watching her.

"What are you afraid of, Lucy?" Lucifer asked, looking into her eyes and grabbing her arm. "What do you desire?"

The compulsion to blurt out the answers rose up in Lucy, but she looked away from Lucifer's eyes. She'd noticed that he needed eye contact to get the truth out of people. Breathing a little easier, Lucy replied, "I'm all good. There are some things… but I'll deal with them. On my own."

"Fine," Lucifer replied irritably. "It's been about two weeks since you started working for me, and I don't know anything about you still. What are you hiding?"

Lucy pulled her arm out of his hand and said, "Nothing that's any of your concern. I need to go."

Opening the door in a hurry, she bolted out of Lux and disappeared into the crowd.