The next day we found ourselves at the airport. I was saying my goodbyes to my father. We hugged. "I am going to miss you Daddy."

"Of course you will."

I shook my head. Tears fell down my cheeks. "Thank you. For everything."

"Don't mention it." He said with a smile. He turned to Bryan. "You take care of her. You remember what I said."

Bryan's face paled for a second. "I don't think that is something I can forget."

Dad laughed. He shook Bryan's hand. Bryan headed into the terminal. I stood there for a moment. More tears fell down my cheek. "Don't cry, darling."

"I'm sorry. I guess it's just hard to say goodbye."

He chuckled. "This isn't goodbye, child. This is see you later."

We hugged again. He kissed my cheek and then I started into the terminal. "Bye Dad. I love you."

"I love you, Persephone."

More tears. The Devil said he loved me. I always knew it. But he rarely ever said it. I turned and walked into the terminal. I found Bryan waiting in line. He put his arm around me as I buried my head in his chest.

Later we were sitting, after fighting our way through security. I was looking out the window watching planes arriving and taking off. Bryan was dozing off a bit. It had been a long week. I reflected on everything that had happened.

Bryan snorted and opened his eyes. "Are you alright, sweetie?" I said to him.

"Yeah. I will be right back." He said and got up and headed towards the men's room.

I looked down at my phone. I had a new page pulled up. Stu Mannon had hung himself in his cell. I couldn't help but feel satisfied. There was movement as someone sat in a seat beside me.

I glanced over at the patron of the seat. He had rich dark brown skin. He wore a nice suit. I recognized him as my father's brother. Uncle Amenadiel.

He sighed. "You know we really needed your help."

"I know."

"He needs to return to Hell."

I shrugged. "What did you want me to do? Tie him up and drag him to the gates. I don't have that kind of power."

"You have more power than you know, Persephone."

I looked at the angel. I wasn't sure what he meant by that. I know I had supernatural gifts that I had inherited from my father. The mind manipulation. The extra strength. I was afraid of using them. Afraid I would be punished.

"You are in a unique position. You exist in between two worlds. One day you are going to have to figure out your place. One day I will call upon you to choose."

My blood ran cold. The voice was coming from Amenadiel. But he was not the one talking. I knew it was my Grandfather talking to me through Amenadiel. My heart started to race. I gripped the arm rest. He put his hand on my arm.

"Don't fear me, child."

I tried to calm myself. My throat became scratchy. I wondered if he was angry that I didn't help get my father back to Hell. "I. I tried to help."

He turned to me. Amenadiel's normally brown eyes turned blue. They seemed to glow. When he spoke I not only heard it, I felt it. "I know. Your father will have to choose his place as well."

He stood up and Amenadiel shook his head. His eyes went back to brown. I thought I saw fear in the angel's eyes. We looked each other in the eyes. "Did that just happen?" I said to him.

He nodded. "It would be best for you to heed his words."

"Oh, the message was loud and clear."

He smiled slightly at that. "Goodbye Persephone." He started to walk away right as Bryan returned. The angel regarded my husband for a moment. "You better take care of her."

Bryan furrowed his brows but didn't say anything as the angel walked away. "Who the hell was that?"

"Amenadiel."

Bryan sat down. "Who?"

"One of my father's brothers."

Bryan's face drained of color. "What did he want?" He always seemed a little scared when I talked to the Angels.

I held back. I didn't think I should tell him I just had a conversation with my Grandfather. "Oh nothing."

"Come on Persi."

"Don't worry about it. Just some family business." Bryan sighed but dropped it.

I leaned against his shoulder. My mind reflecting on the conversation. I wondered what it was that my Grandfather wanted of me. That was not the first time he said he would call upon me. I wasn't sure what I would do. Would it mean leaving my family behind? I sighed and closed my eyes.

Author's note: This concludes my first Lucifer story. I hope you enjoyed the journey. Don't fret. There are more stories to come. More stories with Persephone. Lucifer has to meet his grandson after all. I also have an idea to have Persephone meet Grandma. Not sure how that will work out. I don't know if I should wait for the season to begin. Or just let it become its own story. We'll see.