Adam lays in his bed, head buried in the pillows as his mind replaying the day he lost not one but two of his sons. This is the reason he hated talking about Cain, it just made the memories come back. He even went as far as to forbid his other children from even saying his name. He both loves and hates his son in a state of limbo where he can't forgive him but still couldn't bring himself to have let his exorcist harm the boy. The only sinners off limits were his first few children. He could never think of Cain's bright smile that used to cheer him up after a long day in the field without the time he committed the worst act he possibly could.

He had woken to the disgusting sound of Eve's vomiting, which most likely meant she was pregnant once again. Sliping from the animal furs that he called a bed he approaches her, pulling the long curly hair away from her face. Rubbing circles on her stomach in an attempt to sooth her as he kisses her shoulder. She gives him a weak smile before doubling over again. He gives a gentle pat on the back before turning his attention to the youngest of his children sleeping happily in his crib.

Reaching in he picks up Seth, his skin has rarely even seen the sun but looks like it has a healthy tan which will likely darken with time. The baby brisiles as it is situated in Adam's grasp. Brushing back his auburn hair he sees those beautiful discolored eyes open. When he first saw the pale blue instead of two green eyes he thought his son was half blind, but no the way they light up when they see him definitely means Seth can see perfectly. The little giggle the child does makes the day look bright.

Oh how wrong he was…

"I'll get you another bucket, are the kids up already?" He asks his wife.

Shakely she looks up. "I-I think Cain and Aclima are up."

Adam nods leaving their room to wake his other children. First turning to the girls room, giving it a knock and listing before entering. Aclima is missing but that's to be expected, what is odd is Cainan is gone. She might be with her big sister or brother so he wakes the other two of the triplets. Kalmana wakes easily just a gentle tug and she's up, tying up her dark brown hair and getting dressed. Lusia was alway harder to wake as he dragged her to her feet and brushed her tangled ash brown hair himself before she even opened her eyes, even then he had to threaten to toss her in a water troff to get her moving.

Handing the girls Seth and instructing them to get breakfast started he turns to the boys room. He doesn't even knock as he knows the last child is still fast asleep. Approaching the furs he peels them back to see the blond tufts of hair and the pale unblemished cheek of his first born son. "Abel, come on get up."

The boy turns away from him grumbling and covering his blue eyes. "Five more minutes…"

"Nope, get up!" Adam tugs off the furs Abel was curled up into.

"Noooooooo." Abel whines, as Adam carefully lifts his son into his arms, resorting to carry him to the breakfast table to wake him.

Abel buries his face into Adam's shoulder trying to avoid the day's light. He finds the oldest child Aclima setting the table as the other girls walk in and out to cook at the fire pit. Her coiled black hair was contained in a bun to avoid the mess of the day's work that her clothes and vitiligo skin will most likely have to deal with. Seth is sitting happily in a chair he's far too small to stay in. He may need to make a specialized chair for the little ones, just in case they make a mess or get hurt trying to get out. Sitting Abel in a chair his sleepy son hunches over the table mumbling incoherent complaints.

"Eppy! Abbbth- eppy!" Seth shouts, earning a glare from Abel.

"Shut up pipsqueak, your babbling is giving me a headache." Abel grumbles rubbing his temples.

"Don't tell him that or he'll be as silent as Cain in a few years." Aclima jokes earning a smile from Abel.

Adam shoots them a look and their smiles turn to frowns, as they avoid his gaze. He had told them countless times to stop making fun of Cain but they just wouldn't. "Abel, you're on sheep watch today." Able does a little fist pump in joy of getting the easiest job. "Aclima, how's that rope I asked for coming along?"

"Almost done shouldn't even take me to noon. I'll help out in the field after I'm done." She assures him, as Adam walks out of their home.

Stepping outside he sees Cainan in the field gathering berries, leaves are tangled in her dark blond hair, she's covered in scrapes like normal. He approaches her after finding a bucket for Eve. "Cain out hunting still?"

"He wanted to serve something fresh for dinner." She says sticking her hand deep into a blackberry bush not caring about the thorns stabbing at her. It unsettles him to watch her do that since she's never seemed to notice pain.

Looking at the tree line he sees Cain, a freshly killed boar across his shoulders, his red hair is almost the same color of its blood. He gives a wave as he approaches, and Adam sees those damn burn scars all over his arms.

Just wait, you'll hate more than those scars in a few hours…

They all ate breakfast as Adam tended to Eve and Seth. Cain was quietly watching as Abel curled up against Eve as they ate, demanding affection like he normally did. Cleaning up he shoos Abel out the door, as the teen grumbles dragging his feet to stay out of work even a second longer. Cain is glaring at his brother, it's a wonder they aren't arguing at the moment. Taking Cain with him they start clearing another patch of field.

It's dark by the time they have it ready for planting. Taking a break before heading back he hands Cain a waterskin, he takes a sip but his expression remains troubled as it has been for the past hour. "What's wrong?"

"Hmm! Oh… It's just…" He looks afraid of what he's about to say but turns to him looking Adam in the eyes. "What does Abel have that I don't?"

Caught off guard Adam chokes on his drink, taking a few tries to start breathing right without coughing. "W-what?"

"You let Abel get away with everything! He's lazy, complains about the smallest task, and doesn't even do his job well! He's probably scribbling down those stupid symbols he calls writing instead of watching the herd as we speak!" Cain sounds angry, more angry than Adam's ever seen him be. "So I ask what does he have that I don't?"

Adam sighs leaning back and patting his leg to get Cain to sit, he doesn't instead he turns away. Adam rolls his eyes, this is just what he needs another tantrum, so he gets up wrapping his arms around Cain. "Cain, you are my strongest, and toughest son. I lean on you so much because I know you can handle it. Abel is… Abel, you've seen his poor attempt at hunting and him almost kill the garden."

Cain chuckles, slightly relaxing in his embrace. "He nearly shot me in the leg when we were hunting rabbits."

"See, so I have to baby him because he can barely do anything as it is" Cain slowly nods, he's stiff like he's contemplating something. "Speaking of Abel, can you go get him while I prepare dinner?"

Cain frowns for a moment glaring at the ground but then suddenly shifts to a nod smiling up at his father, his smile lacks its normal shine but he ignores it patting him on the head as he gathers up tools. He missed what Cain mumbled under his breath before he left to get his twin brother. When Adam gets home he starts cleaning up. He can hear Cain and Abel arguing off in the distance but pay no mind since they did this often.

You dumb piece of shit, why didn't you stop them? You failed them, it's all your fault!

Time passes and Adam is growing worried as his two sons are still out. When the door opens he feels a moment of relief until he sees Cain blood dripping from his left hand like he just pulled the guts out of a deer, speck of blood covering his freckles as he stumbles in the house. His eyes are wide confused and he's mumbling. Abel is nowhere behind him.

Adam grabs Cain by the shoulders. "Cain?! Cain what happened? Where's Abel?!"

Cain looks at him, tears welling up in his eyes. "I-I didn't mean to… Abel wont wake up…I'm sorry… I didn't…" His words are whispered in labored breaths."

Adam bolted out the door running on pure adrenaline heading to where he last saw his son. Rushing to his boy he sees red leaking out of a gash on the cracked skull that used to be his temple far more blood than he's ever seen before a rock caked in blood lays near his body. "Abel?! ABEL!? Come on baby, wake up!"

Lifting up his son's limp body he notices something, he cant feel his pulse. Not in the wound, not anywhere. His body is growing cold in the night air, and his blood is growing sticky. Adam's at a loss, his son is dead, as dead as the sheep on the dinner table. He can hear his family running up behind him. He hugs Abel's body silently praying the angels not to take his son, anything but his son. Eve and the girls gasp seeing the state of Abel.

Cain collapses in front of him crying. He can barely understand the boy. "Pease! D-dad I didn't mean to… He-he said something a-and I just- I was so mad, I couldn't stop! I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm so-!" He reached to Adam only to receive a backhanded slap to the face.

Adam was never this angry and never harmed his children but hearing his son's words enraged him. In the calmest voice he can muster he speaks. "Leave." His family looks at him confused and in shock. "Leave, I never want to see your face again."

Terror is the look his son gives him, as Adam stands with Abel's body he can feel Cain tug on his tunic. "N-no dad please!"

Adam doesn't look at him, he can't. So he just keeps walking back to the house in hopes of wrapping Abel's body so he won't have to see his boy rot. He looks to his girls, all but Cainan bow their heads following him. Cainan left with Cain that day, he can still remember Cain's begging and crying for them not to abandon him.

What hurt more is he knew Abel was in heaven, same with Seth and some of his girls. Damn near a hundred kids and only twenty-something got into heaven, what a fucking joke. He couldn't even see them now, they probably all thought he was dead. Seth always looked up to him, copying him in every aspect he could, practically begging for any scrap of attention Adam couldn't give after that day. He'll probably have a panic attack if he's told his father died to a fucking maid. Abel can handle it, he has to, he's the first born son after all. He'll probably team up with his sister Aclima to keep their siblings in line like normal. His kids will be fine without him for a time… right?

Lucifer kicks open his door but Adam doesn't have the energy to care, if the demon wants to yell at him so be it. "First you tear down Charlie's DREAMS, then you try to KILL her, and now you make her CRY." The king states through gritted teeth.

Adam raises a brow looking at the now horned demon tensely holding his staff. "And? You're her dad not me, why aren't you calming her down if she's crying?"

That seems to catch a sore spot for the king as he shifts uncomfortably in place but he keeps his anger. "You better march your ass down there and apologize to her RIGHT NOW, or else I'll finish the beating I gave you!"

Adam sits up glaring down at the former angel. "APOLOGIZE?! For what? Playing her stupid fucking exorsize? Oh Lucifer's little girl can't handle a tough story? Grow the fuck up, there's far worse commited by your people daily."

"MY PEOPLE ARE YOUR DESCENDANTS! Seriously when the FUCK did you become this much of a fucking prick?!" Lucifer shouts in frustration.

"Oh I don't know, maybe when SOMEONE decided it was a good idea to trick me into eating the forbidden fruit!" Adam yells back.

The king got close to his face, barely holding himself from attacking Adam right here and now. "TRICKED YOU?! Oh you at that apple out of your own free will fucker!"

"I thought you said I didn't have free will till I ate that stupid apple!" Adam lunges at the demon too angry to care if he'll win this fight, he just wants to hurt either himself or someone else.

Lucifer wasn't expecting the attack so he falls, but recovers fast, kicking Adam in the gut. Adam tumbles but grabs Lucifer's horn using the pained momentum to drag the king's face to the floor. They start trading blows mainly Adam takes the brunt of the damage being out of shape but utilizing his wings to knock the king he gets a fair amount of hits in. Their fight moves from Adam's room throughout the hall as Lucifer is still yelling about him apologizing to his daughter. Adam yells out a litany of insults as he's shoved down the stairs, but he takes Lucifer with him holding onto his tail which makes the king let out an ear piercing shriek.

In the lobby Lucifer recovers, grabbing Adam's wings and putting pressure on the bone, Adam can feel them threatening to snap. Fear hits him like a brick at the thought of losing the last thing that connects him to heaven. "No! Noo, STOP! Not my WINGS! Anything but my wings!"

Lucifer pauses but doesn't let go, glaring down at the man, as tears start to pour from his eyes. "I'll apologize! I-I won't start shit anymore! Just dont hurt my wings!" Adam sobs covering his face to hide the fact that he's crying but his voice makes it evident. "...they're all I have left…"

"Dad?" Adam can hear Charlie say as Lucifer releases his wings.

Someone's hugging him as he tries to disappear beneath the safety of his feathers. He mutters fast apologies in hopes that will keep the devil from attacking his only shred of holiness left.

"Charlie I-" Lucifer tries before he's cut off.

"No dad, can't you see he's terrified?" Charlie is the one hugging him it seems, the reason why he can't tell.

They must be in a staring match as the room is silent for a while as Adam tries to calm down. "I know you two have a bad history but please, can you try to…start over?" Charlie seems to be asking Lucifer more than him.

"I don't know if that's even possible Charlie…" Lucifer sighs.

"You can try, can't you? It all starts with sorry." She sounds hopeful, almost like she's about to start singing.

A hand is placed on his shoulder that makes Adam flinch at first. Lucifer tugs him up to his feet. Looking into his red irritated eyes, Lucifer looks uncomfortable switching between looking at Adam and Charlie. "Adam… I'm sorry, for everything. Can we… at least attempt to start over, put all the stuff with Lilith, and Eden behind us?"

Adam glares at him, they both know neither of them want to let go and forgive each other after all they've put each other through. Lucifer is only asking to appear like the bigger person to his daughter. Adam looks over at the girl smiling so pitifully like his daughters did when they tried to convince him to do something, to be fair they almost always made him cave into their wants when they started the puppy eyes. Maybe it was her expression reminding him of his girls, or his emotional breakdown over fear of losing his wings, or maybe some small part of him that longed for the paradise of Eden again made him agree.

He nods a slow nod. "Sure… We can try. I'm… Sorry." He isn't, Lucifer knows it but charlie doesn't. She smiles bright as the sun, pulling them into a hug that makes both men tense.

"Oh this is great, I'm just so- so… HAPPY!" She's crying again but this time happy tears, Vaggie is next to her pulling her away so Charlie can cry somewhere less disruptive.

Adam and Lucifer head back upstairs, ignoring the confused looks of the others. They are silent until they reach the top floor. "You don't believe this hotel will work." Adam says in a quiet tone not hostile just a fact.

Lucifer sighs. "No, no I don't, but she does so I'll do whatever I can to support her now."

Adam catches that now, so he wasn't around till recently? He chuckles. "The king of lies was an absent father, who would have guessed?"

Lucifer glares at him, horns and hellfire appear in a second. "YOU-"

"She's a sweet kid, dumb, but so were mine. If you need any parenting tips I got thousands." Adam continues before the devil can scream.

Lucifer stops at first offended at the description of his child then, then realizing Adam isn't speaking with malice. "...Uh thanks, I might take some of your advice… if I feel like it."

"No problem shorty." He snickers slipping into his room before the devil can complain about the shot at his height.