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Chapter Eleven
Song(s): What A Man (Debby Friday), Bad Religion (Cat Power)
WARNING! THERE IS A SCENE OF A SEXUAL NATURE IN THIS CHAPTER!
Los Angeles Police Department, North Hollywood Division, 11640 Burbank Boulevard North Hollywood, CA…
Holding her breath as she heard the door handle turning, Miriam felt lightheaded as she watched Ella struggling through the door carrying a large sealed box of brand new test tubes and glass slides. Striding up to the Forensic Scientist, Miriam scooped the oversized box up into her own arms as she caught Lopez's questionable yet thankful eyes.
"Let me help you" the young student urged, turning on her heel with quick steps as she pushed open the door to the small storage room behind the lab. Closing it with her back, she moved against the wall and held the box against her chest as she closed her eyes.
"Okay, I'd like to think that I wasn't suffering that much publicly" Ella kidded as she approached the closed door to the storage room just as the door to the Evidence Lab slammed open, causing her to jump.
"Lopez, where is Tyler?"
Hearing Pierce's booming voice as she turned around in complete surprise, Ella felt her jaw nearly dropping to the floor as she watched the Lieutenant leaning a hand on the doorframe, making his presence known.
"Lieutenant! The hospital released you already?" she sputtered, ignoring his initial question as she folded her hands behind her back.
Moving his eyes over the small laboratory, he took a step forward as he spotted the closed storage room door and let out a slow groan as he felt the pain in his lower back.
He would heal, but damn it if God hadn't made it so that he felt every injury and attempt to take his own life
"Miriam went home for the rest of the afternoon. She said she wasn't feeling well" Ella lied as she watched Pierce squinting his eyes at her.
"Don't lie to me Lopez, her backpack is sitting over there in the corner" he growled, catching Lopez's eye as she leaned a hand casually on the table.
"She…forgot it?"
Pressing her back harder against the wall as she held the box in her aching arms, Miriam listened to the murmurs coming from the adjoining room as she felt a slight rush.
He acted like there was no need for him to be sitting in a hospital bed even though he had been shot in the side with a 20-gauge shotgun
And now, here he is
Checked out of the hospital and hot on my trail after I stupidly kissed him
My superior officer…
Jesus, don't let me drop this box….
"What is wrong with me?" she whispered, looking down to the taped-up box labelled with the word Forensics in bold. Steadying her breath as she heard no voices through the wall, she nearly dropped the box as the door to her left was pushed open.
"Alright, what the hell was that all about?"
Moving her eyes onto Ella as she stepped forward and sat the box on the edge of the counter, Miriam reached for an x-acto knife and easily sliced open the lid as she spied the tightly packed glass objects inside.
"I have no idea" she offered in a pathetic tone as Ella crossed her arms over her chest.
"Cut the crap. You practically grabbed that box and hauled ass in here faster and more eager than anyone else, and almost seconds later the Lieutenant who was just laid up in the hospital after being shot, comes marching in here demanding to know where you are?"
Setting all the glass beakers and test tubes out on the counter, Miriam let the box fall onto the floor in front of her before she brought her foot up and stomped it flat.
"I'm not that convincing of a liar Tyler. Never have been, so start talking because I'm not so sure Pierce isn't still lingering around outside the Laboratory door."
"I kissed him Ella."
Hearing her student's confession as she felt her mouth falling for the second time in less than fifteen minutes, Ella fixed a serious eye on her face.
"YOU WHAT? WHEN?"
"I, went to the hospital during my lunch and I fucked up…."
Spying the smug grin spreading across Ella's lips as she spoke, Miriam shut her mouth and stared down at the counter.
"Well, well, well. He hates being caught off-guard and I can only just imagine your little kiss has completely thrown him for a loop. Why did you do it?"
Sighing as she took in a deep breath, Miriam shook her head as she thought of all the reasons why she had thrown caution to the wind and kissed the Lieutenant. Her Boss.
"Honestly, I wish that I hadn't" she whispered, feeling the knot growing in her stomach as she heard her own words.
But I'm glad that I did
Stepping up to the counter as she ran her fingers over the open mouths of the beakers, Ella Lopez rolled her shoulders back and tilted her head as she spoke.
"Think of this though. He was shot last night, and your kiss has caught him so off-guard that he left the hospital less than twenty-four hours after admission…returning back here at the prescient just to find you Tyler."
"And?" Miriam questioned as Ella smiled once more.
"The look in his eyes was nothing but…carnal."
Carnal?
"God, do I even want to know what is going through your head right now?" she muttered, watching as Ella opened the cupboard doors above her head.
"And I thought it was Decker who had caught his attention."
Pierce and Detective Decker?
She's pretty, and stick thin, and already set in a career.
Why would he want someone who is twenty-one years old and is only just starting out in life?
…
3:59pm
Staring up at the clock that was nailed to the wall near a collection of microscopes, Miriam heard the zipper to Lopez's bag as she felt her palms growing sweaty.
You're pathetic Miriam Tyler
"Sooner or later, you are going to have to leave the Lab Tyler" Ella spoke as she swung her bag over her shoulder.
I could live comfortably in here…
"I'm going to finish imputing the saliva data from earlier" she offered, catching Ella peeking out the blinds of the window.
Oh, for shits sake…
"I'd say the coast is clear and make a run for it, but you two definitely have something to talk about. See you tomorrow, bright and early."
Feeling less tense as she watched the door close without it being blown off its hinges by a six-foot three Police Officer on the hunt, Miriam turned around and pulled the box of tubes towards her as she ran her finger over the keyboard of her laptop.
20 minutes later…
I can do this
I just need to have the upper hand…
"And a big set of balls to match" she spoke to herself as she gripped her car keys tightly in her left hand. Grabbing the strap of her Jansport book bag as she settled it over her shoulder, she reached out and brushed her fingers over the light switch before opening the door. As it was only just going on four-thirty, the bull pen was still quite active as the City of Los Angeles would come more alive as the night sky settled and a new troop of Officers took over. Standing at the threshold of the doorway, Miriam moved her eyes around the busy bodies before daring to look in the direction of Pierce's office.
He's in there
Spying the man in question sitting behind his desk, she knew it was busy enough that she just might be able to scurry out alongside a few Officers with her tail tucked between her legs
But then where does that leave me?
I report back tomorrow morning for eight
"Or at least, I hope I am reporting back tomorrow" she whispered, taking slow steps across the floor as she stood just outside and to the left of the office door, out of the Lieutenant's sight.
Please…please…don't let him be too angry with me
But I'm not sorry I kissed him
Knocking firmly on the glass door as she waited for his permission to enter, she stood as still as stone as Officers moved about her.
Either he's ignoring me or he's debating what to do if he lets me inside
Fire me or reprimand me
Feeling like a complete idiot as she stood outside the door, Miriam sighed as she decided to take the risk.
"Here goes nothing" she muttered, twisted the handle to the door before pushing it open. Taking three steps inside, she closed the door firmly behind her before focusing on a pile of assembled printer paper boxes stacked on the brown leather couch to her right.
Into the lion's den
"Just help yourself and come right in" Pierce growled as he stared hard at the young woman standing beside his couch.
Are you getting ready to leave me?
Why would I even think that?
"TYLER!"
Flinching as she heard the shout of his voice, Miriam stepped up to the desk and pulled out one of the chairs before taking a light seat on the edge.
"Lieutenant, I…"
"I didn't offer you a seat Ms. Tyler."
Staring into his eyes as she slowly rose to her feet, she watched as he adjusted his posture no doubt to alleviate the pain in his lower back.
Good
I hope it really fucking hurts
"I wasn't in the mood to chase you all over the prescient, so I lay in wait, for you to come to me" Pierce began as Miriam shifted her weight from her leg foot to her right before tucking her keys into her pant pocket.
"You and I have something very obvious to discuss, and I am not looking forward to it" he spat as the small office lapsed into silence.
Obvious?
"You, kissed me…" he began as Miriam took a closer step towards the front of his desk.
You need to jump on this now!
"Lieutenant, I'm sor…."
Closing her mouth as she watched him hold up three fingers, she felt almost like a child being punished in elementary school.
His aim is to humiliate me no doubt about it
"One, don't interrupt me Tyler; I am your Superior Officer. Two, don't you ever ignore me when I call your name again, and Three, I am going to suspend you for one week with a written note in your file but, I will be lenient as you can give whatever reason you'd like."
Feeling her mouth falling open as she listened to the punishment she was to receive at his hands, Miriam brought her hands up to her hips as she felt the venom in her throat.
"It was a stupid…kiss that no one even saw…" she began as Pierce laid his hands flat on his desk.
"I told you that I wasn't relationship material…"
"Yeah I know. You've now made that abundantly clear and now I will turn and tuck my tail between my legs and lick my wounds for seven days if you don't mind" she spat, taking off the student badge she wore around her neck. Letting it drop onto his desk, she watched as he folded his hands together while she took out her wallet and dropped her Forensic identification. Spying a single ten-dollar bill among some receipts, Miriam plucked it out and laid it on the desk top among her forfeited work items.
"Just so we are clear, and I am not indebted to you in any way shape or form for my whiskey" she added, catching Pierce's eyes narrowing as he sat back in his chair with a slight groan. Turning on her heel as she adjusted the bag on her shoulder, Miriam pressed her lips together as firmly as she could as she marched towards the office door.
I am drinking an entire bottle of wine as soon as I get home
Tomorrow I am going to spend the entire day at the beach
And then I am going to apply to the LAPD ahead of schedule
"Tyler?"
Halting in her steps as he spoke her name, she heard his earlier words in her head.
"Two, don't you ever ignore me when I call your name again"
"Yes, Lieutenant Pierce?"
Sounding as positive as she could when all she wanted to do was curl up in a ball, Miriam turned around and brought her hands across her front, meeting Pierce's eyes.
"I told you it wouldn't work."
Scoffing as she watched him open his top desk drawer and take out a bottle of extra strength Tylenol, she took a deep breath and steadied her words as she realized this was probably the last time she would ever deliberately put herself in his presence.
"Concentrate on your job here and remember that the summer will go by very quickly."
And after that, you will be gone
"Is that all Lieutenant?" she asked, feeling the anger deep down in her stomach.
"It is."
Watching the young woman trying with all her might to storm out of his office without fury, Pierce down three Tylenol pills with the last of his cold coffee as he licked his lips.
And hopefully, I will be out of the state of California and settled into my new prescient in Florida by the time you report back to the Laboratory
Slipping on her sunglasses as she felt the scream in the back of her throat, Miriam pushed the door open as hard as she could to gain her freedom just as the handle was caught by a hand with well-manicured fingers.
"You know Lab Rat, every time we have our little run ins, you seem more and more pissed off" Morningstar smiled as he stared down through his black sunglasses and into her face.
Anyone but him right now
"Excuse me" she gruffed, trying to step past as she caught the scent of his expensive cologne.
"You look like you could use a good stiff drink among something else, might I suggest a visit to my establishment later tonight? Let off a little steam? I'll even buy you the first round" he purred as Miriam's eyes caught sight of Detective Decker walking up the sidewalk.
"Not my style Mr. Morningstar. I prefer to drink alone" she added, pushing around him as Decker held out a hand to stop her.
"Tyler, right?"
Nodding her head as she watched Decker remove her sunglasses, she couldn't help but wonder how in the hell she was able to have a working relationship with the pompous asshole holding the door next to her.
"Do you know if Ella heard back from the coroner's office on a cause of death for the woman found in the school yard?"
I honestly don't know Detective, and you probably shouldn't be asking me now that I am suspended
"I'm not sure. She went home already so you can ask her tomorrow" Miriam replied as she bid her adieus.
"Do you mind asking her tomorrow when she first gets in?"
Turning back around as she felt her keys digging into the skin of her palm, she set her chin straight as she opened her mouth to speak.
"It would be better if you did it yourself Detective."
…
345 E 1st Street, Apt 3, Little Tokyo, Los Angeles, California…
Slamming the door to the apartment, her fingers turned the shiny new deadbolt to lock as she tossed her bag against the back of the couch.
"No use for you for a while" she muttered before kicking off her boots. Walking into the kitchen, she opened the fridge door and found nothing containing alcohol before she started to pull open every cupboard door.
Good way to start off your application to be a Police Officer, already be an alcoholic to deal with a shitty boss
Taking a step back as she shoved her hands into her jacket pocket, she winced as she felt something sharp against the inside of her finger. Pulling the card out of her pocket as she stared down at the elegant type face, she scowled as she read the three letters making up the name of the nightclub.
"L-U-X. LUX."
When had he slipped this into her pocket?
Remembering his hand moving over her shoulder, she pursed her lips as she flipped it over between her fingers.
Lucifer Morningstar, Provocateur Extraordinaire
Holding the card in the palm of her hand, Miriam did something she never thought she would do when it came to the man in question.
She burst out into laughter.
Turning around, she moved a hand against the fridge door and shoved the card beneath a magnet just as she heard the front door opening.
"Well now this is a first you home before me" Dakota groaned with a tired tone as she let her bag fall to the floor. "God, it's so hot out there."
"Do we have any alcohol?"
Crossing her arms across her chest as a bemused smiled crossed her lips, Dakota leaned against the side of the fridge and eyed her roommate.
"That shitty of a day? Or that good of a day?" she questioned, watching Miriam clicking her tongue against the inside of her cheek.
"Lieutenant Pierce…suspended me today for a week."
"Okay, care to tell me why?"
Leaning her back against the counter in the narrow kitchen, she could feel the humidity in the air as she tried to steady her breathing.
"I went to the hospital where Pierce was, and I kissed him. I literally drove on my lunch break to his hospital room to see him laying there with a gunshot wound, and I kissed him. And then I ran."
"You kissed him, and then you ran?"
"Yipe. And if he didn't walk back into the Prescient earlier this afternoon…"
Snickering as she watched the horror crossing her roommate's lips, Dakota moved to her bag and took out her wallet.
"Definitely sounds like a story worth telling over alcohol."
…
9:12pm
"So, let me get this straight…he took you out last week to a bar, and then all of a sudden told you that he wasn't interested in dating you?"
Downing the last of the red wine in her glass, Miriam felt her lips pulling into a weak smile as she pushed the empty bottle over.
"The douchebag also said that he was hoping to find out if there was any exceptional about me, then said he found nothing" she spat, letting out a belch as Dakota displayed her middle finger towards the set of living room windows.
"Fuck that asshole then. He's gonna take you out and then just shit all over you? He's a fucking dick. You shouldn't go back to that Prescient. Milly Bosch is the Manager at the Starbucks on Central Ave I'm sure she would hire you for the rest of the summer."
"Why did I kiss him?"
Hearing Miriam's question as she watched her rolling a second wine bottle across the wooden floor in front of her, Dakota scooted down onto the floor and patted her friends knee.
"He's an asshole and doesn't know what a catch you are. Just concentrate on your application and your last year and I'll be there to see you become the best Officer this fucking city has ever seen."
"I gave in to fucking female hormones….Christ, I…I felt….I really felt like he wanted to kiss me back."
"I know this is easier said then done, but really think about not going back."
…
11:01pm
Dumping the two empty wine bottles into the recycling bin under the kitchen sink, Miriam snickered to herself as she spied the silver lettering of the word LUX still pinned to the front of the fridge. Hitting the light switch as the small kitchen was bathed in darkness; she slowly made her way towards her bedroom before collapsing onto her made up bed. Rolling over and staring up at the white ceiling, she reached a hand over against her bedside table and grabbed at her mobile phone as the charge chord ripped out from the wall.
No text messages
No phone calls
Letting the device fall from her hand and onto her chest, she closed her eyes and saw Pierce's face in her mind, his blue eyes taking her all in the first time they had met for her ride along.
"Did you purposely throw us together God?"
Hearing the name of God falling from her lips, Miriam rolled over onto her side and stared at her alarm clock.
Dakota's right, fuck him
But why not take Lucifer Morningstar up on his offer of a drink?
"And get him to tell me what I said when he hypnotized me."
…
LUX Nightclub, 6868 Hollywood Blvd, Los Angeles, California…
12:23am
"You think I am going to let you in? These people have been lined up and waiting since before the sun went down. Your chances of getting into Mr. Morningstar's establishment is next to null" the heavyset bouncer spoke as the pulsating beats of a dance song met her ears. Noticing the clipboard in his large hands, she thought she would try her luck to see if the civilian consultant by day club owner by night had really been serious in his offer to her.
"Is the name Miriam Tyler anywhere on your board?"
Scanning his eyes quickly over his list of names, the bouncer gave a quick shake of his head before he untied the red velvet rope, allowing two skinny blondes to step past and through the doors. She was about to give up and turn around to call for an Uber driver home when she thought of one last name to try.
"Yeah, I know I'm being a real pest, but is there a name on your sheet that says Lab Rat?"
…
Marcus Pierce's Residence, 3806 Ocean Front Walk, Marina Del Rey, California…
Sitting reclined on his beige lounge chair as he leaned his head back, feeling the hot sticky night's breeze against his face, Marcus Pierce tapped the nail of his thumb against the empty glass bottle of the Corona. Closing his eyes as he let his head lull to the left side of the headrest, he listened to the crashing sounds of the waves against the shoreline as he heard the distance sounds of laughter and drunken happy shouts.
You told her to stop thinking about you Cain
You made it quite clear to her that she was suspended over her impulsive kiss in the hospital
Opening his eyes as he stared out into the darkness of the Pacific Ocean, he breathed in the deep salty air as he ran his hand over his jaw before grazing the edge of his thumb against his bottom lip.
"Then why do I still want to see her?"
She called me Cain, she has apparently told Lucifer that she wants to save me
"But I can't get her to tell me anything. Is it true that she knows nothing?"
Raising his eyes up into the sky, he scowled once more as he thought of God staring down upon him.
"You are the one responsible for my behavior towards her" he growled, gripping the neck of the Corona bottle between his thumb and forefinger.
"She likes me and I can't have that" he added, rising to his feet as he felt the sand between his toes. Climbing the wooden stairs up to the second floor of his sparsely decorated house, his eyes fell over the numerous rocks that lined nearly every available window ledge, table top, and counter space as he sat the Corona bottle on the marble counter top near the sink.
"That's what I can do" he muttered, glancing at his watch as he took in the late hour.
If God was responsible for consistently putting Tyler in his path, he would just have to find a way to communicate that he was no longer putting up with it. And the only way he could think of a direct line of communication, would be through God's cast-out son.
"Lucifer Morningstar" Pierce spat as he descended the staircase. Slipping on his Blundstone boots and leather jacket, he grabbed his keys and didn't bother to lock the door behind him as he strode directly to his motorcycle.
…
LUX Nightclub, 6868 Hollywood Blvd, Los Angeles, California…
Keeping her hand on the railing as she descended the stairs, Miriam blinked quickly as she caught sight of a woman dancing on a tabletop.
"Is this a strip joint Mr. Morningstar?"
Breathing in deeply as he followed her down the stairs an arm length away, Lucifer grinned as he watched her gripping the railing.
Well, if someone isn't already half in the bag
Following Miriam close behind as he held his tumbler with steady fingers, he watched as she moved towards the bar before turning around, catching his eyes with a surprise.
"You have wine stained lips lab rat" Lucifer smiled as he touched his thumb against her bottom lip before leaning in close and breathing in deep. "A very cheap Merlot."
"I…came here to talk to you."
"Now why would you want to come and play in my backyard?" he grinned, feeling her fingers moving along the front of his black dress shirt as he took a sip of his drink.
"Can we go somewhere quiet?"
Downing the rest of the liquid in his tumbler, he couldn't help but raise a finger and draw it against the sharpness of her jaw.
"Indeed, we can."
…
Hearing the ding of the elevator as she watched the doors opening to the penthouse, Miriam felt his fingers along the back of her neck as she walked towards a large baby grand piano.
"Another drink to go with your wine?"
Nodding her head as she watched Morningstar walking towards the bar while shedding his black blazer, she swallowed hard as she worked up the nerve to demand answers to her many questions.
"I want you to tell me what I desire?"
Setting aside the cork to a bottle of '95 merlot, Lucifer replenished his own glass as he walked back towards her.
"I'm under the slight impression Ms. Tyler, that you have come to my club with naughty intensions, I dare say I hope I am not wrong" he spoke, setting the glasses on the far side of the baby grand before returning to stand in front of her.
"I want answers" Miriam mouthed as she felt Lucifer easily lifting her up onto the edge of the piano.
"Oh, you'll get answers" he breathed, tracing his lips against the skin of her neck as a rumble of thunder sounded from outside the open balcony door.
"Hmm, seems we may have an audience" he smiled, placing a soft kiss against her throat as he started to unbutton his dress shirt.
Wake the fuck up Miriam!
"I didn't come here to sleep with you Lucifer Morningstar, I came here because I called Marcus Pierce Cain, and you claim to know why…"
…
LUX Nightclub, 6868 Hollywood Blvd, Los Angeles, California…
Walking in through the front double doors of the nightclub, Marcus Pierce held his breath as he moved past two young women wearing strong perfume.
"Excuse me," he muttered as the taller of the two looked him up and down, liking what she saw.
"Oh, you are excused all right" he heard her speak as he continued walking towards the staircase that would take him down onto the main floor and bar. Moving through the crowds of men and women dancing and falling over themselves while still managing to hang onto their expensive cocktails, Pierce scanned his eyes around for any sign of the six foot four devil and only frowned in disappointment. Moving towards the bar, he took a seat and almost immediately regretted it as he felt a hand run over his bicep.
"Now you look like a good ride in the sack."
"Not interested" he bellowed over the beats of the music as he caught the attention of the bartender.
"Where is Lucifer?" he shouted as the man leaned in close, holding a bottle of Jack Daniels in his right hand.
"Not here tonight."
Fuck
Folding his hands together as he stared at the impressive wall of liquor, he nodded his head towards the bartender as he asked for a double malt scotch.
I need a distraction
Taking a deep sip of his drink, Pierce watched as a slim, dark haired woman took the stool next to him.
"Looks like you could use a refill" she smiled.
…
Pushing open the door to what looked like an office, they kept the lights off as the door slammed shut behind them. Feeling the woman's lips against the exposed skin of his chest offered by the v-neck of his dark blue t-shirt, he kept his eyes closed as he felt her hands coming to rest on the sides of his stubbled cheeks. Reaching up and taking her hands in his, he turned and led her towards the large oak wood desk before taking a heavy seat in the leather chair. Feeling the sharp pain in his lower back as he winced, he caught the young woman's smile half obstructed by the darkness as she straddled his jean hips.
Feeling her lips moving along his collar bone before nipping at his stubbled chin, he winced once more before placing a hand on her bare shoulder. Feeling her sliding down in front of him, he watched as she rested on her knees before starting to pull at his belt.
Ten years…
Hearing the clang of the belt buckle as he felt her fingers unfastening the button to his jeans, Pierce closed his eyes and leaned his head back against the chair picking up the muffled lyrics to a song coming from the room next door…
And he said, "Praise the Lord" (praise the Lord, praise the Lord)
"Hallelujah, little girl
You need prayer"
As if it won't hurt me
If it didn't bring me to my knees…
"Thank you, Sir, I've been waiting over a year for this and it's another thing that I can cross off my list before I apply to the LAPD"
Hearing Miriam's voice in his head as he felt the woman's mouth, he brought his hand to rest on the back of her neck before threading his fingers through her loose hair, feeling the groan in the back of his throat.
"Okay, if you could offer one piece of advice to someone like me, what would it be?"
Tucking his chin into his chest as he kept his eyes closed, he saw her in his mind sitting defiantly before him with only two feet of space between them.
"No one has ever dared to stand up to me more than once, and this makes three Ms. Tyler"
Had I caught your hand when you turned to leave me in the hospital, I would have dragged you into the bed with me
What I wouldn't give to have you here right now Miriam
Hearing the woman's moan as he tightly gripped the back of her head, he felt his breath quickening before letting out a low deep groan.
"Doesn't that feel a whole world of better Cain?"
Hearing the pompous accented English accent from a darken corner, Pierce allowed his hand to fall from the back of the woman's head as she rose to her feet. Bringing the back of her hand up against her mouth, she offered a small smile as Lucifer emerged from the shadows with a wad of folded cash.
"You did well tonight Denise" Lucifer purred as he slipped the cash into her hand. Giving Pierce a smirk before leaving, she closed the door behind her softly as Lucifer walked slowly out of the shadows.
Rising to his feet, Pierce adjusted himself finishing off with his belt as Lucifer took a seat on the edge of the desk with a big smile on his face.
"I have many others at my beck and call who bear a striking resemblance, from behind, of your little lab rat if once wasn't enough to satisfy ten years" the Devil grinned as he watched the Lieutenant narrowing his eyes before crossing his arms over his chest.
Or, I have the real thing sleeping in my bed at this very moment
Fully clothed was it were and shamefully untouched
Lucifer thought as he glanced up at the ceiling of the office.
"She called me Cain."
Blinking his dark eyes as he allowed the conversation to change direction, Lucifer leaned forward on his desk while reaching for the top desk drawer. Taking out two cigars, he held one between his lips and lit it with a stainless-steel lighter from his blazer pocket before blowing out the smoke. Holding it out towards Pierce, he knew the man would shake his head no.
"So, your theory that your very presence affects her might have been a little bit of an overshot?" he smiled, sucking deeply on the cigar.
"She doesn't remember anything though. And this brings me to asking you for a favor."
"I can only imagine what you are going to ask of me? The use of my penthouse for the night? Another round of questioning her about just how deeply she currently despises you?"
"I want you to ask your Father to speak to me."
Feeling the burn in the back of his throat as he started coughing uncontrollably, Lucifer scowled as he set his dark eyes hard on the standing Police Officer.
"You are seriously joking."
"I am deadly serious" Pierce spat as he watched the Devil rising onto his feet.
"Well, you know what to do. Just like everyone else on this forsaken planet, put the palms of your hands together and pray" he growled, bringing his hands nearly together before letting them fall onto his black panted thighs.
"Your Father has let me walk Earth alone since I was a young man, he is due to answer me" Marcus spat as Lucifer chuckled.
"The old man believes that He is too good to answer to anyone, even to his own children" Lucifer began as Pierce interrupted him.
"But he has spoken to you while you have been here on Earth. Earl Johnson ring a bell?"
Narrowing his eyes as he knew of the man Pierce was referring to, he turned half around and stubbed out the end of his cigar into the clean ashtray before setting it down.
"Thorough detective work Lieutenant, but have you forgotten that I have no desire to ever speak to that son of a bitch again?" Lucifer cursed as he moved past Peirce, lingering only for a few seconds to breath in deeply. Making his way towards the window, he looked down into the street and smiled at the long line of clubbers eagerly waiting for a pass inside.
"He needs to answer for what he's done to me. I have spent an eternity dealing with my…mark while he has remained silent. He owes me answers."
"And you think He is just going to come down and pull up a chair?"
"HOW WOULD I HAVE KNOWN HOW TO KILL? How would I have known, to rise up and act on a desire to kill my brother by beating his head in with a fucking rock?!" Pierce shouted as Lucifer turned around to face him.
"Your Father used me as his guinea pig for the rest of humanity, and now I am paying for his experiment with being forced to live forever. FOR FUCKING EVER!" he screamed, kicking the leather chair clean across the room with such force as it crashed into the far wall.
"Well don't think I took a trip on down to your heated desert outside of Eden to show you how to throw a rock like a baseball" Lucifer spat as Pierce sighed in irritation.
This is useless
Moving towards the closed office door, he had just wrapped his hand around the handle when a throat cleared from directly behind him.
"My dear Marcus, I do believe that you owe me a death."
The sooner I die, the sooner I can stop thinking obsessively about her
Releasing his hold on the door as he breathed in deeply, he turned around and paused as he watched the Devil rubbing his hands together, chomping at the bit to inflict some pain.
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