Charlie's Soul Mate AKA Karma finally caught up to Lucifer and Lilith in an interesting way.

As Charlie walked through Heaven's Embassy, which was kind of creepy, she idly touched her Soulmark.

The one thing that transcended Heaven and Hell was the Soulmarks. Not everyone had them, marks on their wrists that showed proof they had a soul mate, somewhere out there. But if the mark vanished, that meant their soulmate was gone, likely purged in the exterminations, or their soul destroyed by an overlord, or something similarly awful and final.

Charlie had thought for sure that Vaggie might be her soul mate. They both had marks, but they never reacted. She wondered just who they could be, or where they could be.

She pushed that out of her mind as she entered a surprisingly dark meeting room. "Uhhh, hello? Is anyone here?" she called out in worry. Had she got the date or time wrong? Did they reschedule and her father not passed that along? Was she in the wrong meeting room, maybe?

"Sup!" a voice called as the lights suddenly turned on.

"Oh, shit!" Charlie exclaimed as she fell over in surprise. She quickly and nervously got up, looking over the table at the angel. Two angels, but only one was sitting and talking, the other was obviously an exorcist. "Hi, I'm Charlie! My dad asked me if I could meet you," she introduced.

"Yeah, I know," the angel answered casually while eating ribs.

Charlie felt increasingly awkward but plowed ahead. "Well, it's nice to meet you," she said as she extended her hand.

The angel grinned as he leaned forward- and Charlie only now realized he was VERY tall as he stretched out a hand. "Totally, nice to meet you too!" he assured.

Charlie walked forward, happy this was starting well, and brought their hands together to shake.

The angel seemed surprised when their hands met. Charlie was more confused by why his hand flashed to a see-through blue. "Is that...normal?"

"Huh? Oh, yeah. Just my fucking astral projection on the fritz," he answered in annoyance.

"Astral projection?" Charlie asked in confusion. "Wait, you're not really here?"

Adam chuckled. "Naw, I normally don't come down to that bleeding asshole, save for E-Day."

Charlie was disappointed but also impressed. "Wait, you can make your projection solid? Even between Heaven and Hell? That's amazing!" she said, legitimately impressed.

"I know, I rock," he agreed proudly before pointing at her. "Also, toots? You bleeding or something?"

Charlie blinked, looking down to see her glowing wrist. She held it up in shock as it glowed like it was burning. And it was. In a very pleasant, pleasing way that was spreading throughout her soul.

"Wait, isn't that...?" the angel realized, the lights of his face taking on a comically wide-eyed look. He suddenly held up his own hands, covered in some kind of black material, and pulled it off to reveal a bare hand with a glowing wrist of his own.

Silence reigned in the meeting room.

"Sir?" the other exorcist in the room asked awkwardly. "Is that-"

"Yeah, yeah it's what it fucking looks like," he said in shock.

"You're...you're my soulmate?" Charlie realized in disbelief.

"Yeah, looks like it," he answered, rubbing his face through his mask as he sat down. "Holy shit, and here I thought this mark was a cosmic joke after my last wife."

Charlie was not too bothered by that. Plenty of souls lost hope in finding their soulmate and just settled down with who they felt best. No, she was still processing something far more important. "My soul mate is an ANGEL!?"

"Holy shit, THAT, yes," Adam agreed. "I mean, I fucking get soulmates between sinners and winners, but me and you? That's a cosmic "what the fuck" moment for all of Creation."

"...My soul mate is the leader of the Exorcists," Charlie finally realized.

"Princess? I legitimately hate to make this weirder for you, but it just dawned on me I never fucking introduced myself," he said, laughing in pure disbelief now.

Charlie opened her mouth and closed it. She just now realized that no, she didn't know the name of the Exorcist Leader. She kind of assumed it would be one of the Archangels. Which might make her soulmate her uncle in a weird way.

The angel cleared his throat, grinned, and then casually stuck his hand out. "Name's Adam, nice to meet you, Babe."

Charlie blinked, twice. "Adam as in...?" she trailed off, getting a long, slow nod. "Oh, FUCK! My Soul Mate is my Mom's Ex!?"

"My soul mate is Lucicunt's daughter, how do you think I feel?" Adam asked with a snort.

"...You're not...disgusted, right?" Charlie asked slowly.

Adam sighed. "Nope. Just really glad you don't look too much like your parents, clown-spots aside."

Charlie decided that was...fair. "So...what now?"

"Well...do you want to fuck?" Adam asked bluntly.

Charlie deadpanned. "Seriously? Just like that?"

Adam shrugged. "Some people react to meeting their soul mates like that."

"Oh. I thought that was just a...bad plot point in pornos," Charlie answered sheepishly. "Should we...fuck then?"

"Naw, not if you don't want to. Certainly would make this less weird though, I think," Adam said with a head shake.

"Can, um," Charlie bit her lip. "Can you come down here? I'd like this conversation to be...personal? Real? In the flesh?"

Adam instantly vanished as a portal opened above the table, the tall- VERY tall, Charlie realized again- angel leaped down onto the table, casually taking a seat on it next to Charlie. "Lute? Head on up, and tell everyone I'll be late."

"Sir," the exorcist saluted, giving Charlie a look of distrust before leaving.

"Well, hehe, this is...sooooo awkward," Charlie said, rubbing her neck. "Don't get me wrong, I was hoping to meet my soul mate since I was little!"

"Really glad we didn't, it would have made this super weird for me," Adam said. "I mean, I got nothing against relationships with large ass age gaps, but it's weird if you knew them as a kid."

"Yeah, in hindsight, I kind of assumed my soulmate would be the same age as me, more or less," Charlie said with a chuckle. "So, there was this...thing I originally wanted to talk about, but I don't think we're talking about anything besides..." she paused to hold up her wrist again.

"Yeah, bit hard to ignore my soul buzzing with happiness like a fucking vibrator," Adam remarked in reassignment.

Charlie traced the soulmark and breathed. She let herself feel it, feel Adam, and hoped he felt her. "Eve wasn't your soulmate?" she asked softly, tenderly, apologetically.

Adam growled, though not at her, while glaring at the ceiling. "No," he admitted bitterly. "I thought she was. I thought she was...just in Hell, somewhere I couldn't find her."

Charlie blinked. "Eve isn't in Heaven?"

Adam glared at her now.

"Sorry, sorry. I didn't mean to ask that aloud," she said, looking down at Adam's hand. "I...only know my parent's side of the story. And only until the Fall."

Adam snorted, but it was amused if only bitterly. "I'm sure they left a lot of fucking details out."

"Can you just explain...why my mother thought you were trying to control her?" she asked softly, wanting to know what she was getting into.

"She wanted to be on top."

Charlie's jaw dropped at the blunt answer. "Adam, I'm serious!" she insisted.

"So am I!" he retorted, holding up his wrist for emphasis.

Charlie touched her own wrist, looking between it and Adam repeatedly. "Oh, fuck, you aren't lying."

Adam shrugged. "Look, I'm not some fuck hole that thinks women are property, pets, or bullshit like that. Unless they want to be pets, but that's a kinky ass question between spouses and can go either way," he explained bluntly.

Charlie blushed and tried not to imagine herself on a dog leash. "I-I suppose that's a fair compromise. A-and not one I'm willing to talk about yet, because, well, I,-"

"You're a virgin," Adam guessed.

"No?" Charlie answered, scratching her cheek.

"Ahh, Kink-virgin," Adam concluded.

"Aren't most kinks sinful?" Charlie asked carefully.

"Not at all, 'Princess,'" Adam said with a smirk.

Charlie's spine shivered at whatever inflection he just put on that pet name. "Okay! Can we move off sex now?"

Adam stared at her for a moment.

"What?" Charlie asked insecurely.

"Fucking dammit, you're cute," Adam said with a facepalm.

Charlie blushed harder now. "Stop saying stuff like that when I can't even see your face..."

"Hm? Oh, right, forgot I was still wearing this," Adam said as he took off his helmet.

Charlie watched as he did so with no small amount of curiosity.

She inhaled sharply. He was attractive, sure, but that wasn't her main focus. It was his eyes, as golden as his wings and just like her father had described the sun.

"Yeah, I know, I'm hot," Adam said with a grin. Or he tried to grin but kept melting into a smile.

Charlie felt everything fall into place somehow, strangely content now with the situation. Adam seemed about the same. "My parents are going to freak out so badly."

Adam snickered.

"Please don't make it worse," Charlie pleaded, running a hand through her hair

"I will enjoy it in fucking silence," Adam assured. "So, how do you want to do this shit?"

"Well, soulmates normally date just like any other couple," Charlie said with a small grin. "Not quite sure where we'd do that. Would they even let me in Heaven for a date?

"That might take some fucking convincing. I mean, you're the Princess of Hell, so we could get away with it," Adam mused. "So...what DID you want to talk about?"

"...A hotel to rehabilitate sinners, trying to redeem them to Heaven?" Charlie answered sheepishly.

Adam facepalmed. "Of course, you're a dreamer."

"Runs in the family, I guess," Charlie said sheepishly. "I was hoping that it might be a good alternative to the Exterminations...?"

Adam snorted. "Okay, Princess? The first issue is, you have no proof you can fucking pull this off. Even if you did, you'd have to get it going a LOT to deal with the Overpopulation issue."

"I know, everyone thinks it's a dumb idea that's doomed to fail. Even the people that support me don't think it'll work," Charlie lamented.

Adam took a long, deep breath. "Charlie? I am ten THOUSAND years old. I have not seen one shit-stain crawl their way up to Heaven in all that time. Hell is Forever, and they had their chance. That's what nine-millennia in Heaven has taught me," he informed honestly. "So, why do you think you can change things now?"

Charlie considered it carefully. "Okay, you have every reason to doubt me, soulmates or not. I admit that," Charlie conceded. "You are also the first one to put it like that for me. Most just laugh or sneer at the idea."

"Oh, if we weren't soulmates, I would have sung a whole fucking song about it!" Adam answered with a grin. "But you are my soulmate, so...knock'em dead."

"...What?" Charlie asked in surprise.

"Look, you obviously aren't going to stop trying. Fuck knows you get that from your parents. I'm also not going to stop the exterminations anytime soon. Even if you knew for certain your hotel could work, it is a long ass term solution in the making," Adam explained. "So, yeah, I doubt it'll fucking work, but I'll be damn happy to be surprised. And if this shit explodes in your face? Well, I'll make sure to catch you if you fall."

"...That was almost sweet," Charlie said with wide eyes. "Just watch, I'll redeem souls and put you out of a job!"

"Oh, wow, threatening to rob me of something I have to do once a year," Adam said with a smirk.

"I mean, what else do you do all year?" Charlie asked, naturally interested.

"Cunts first, what do you do all year besides working on this Hotel thing?" Adam countered.

"I, umm, well, it's kind of a full-time thing, trying to make it a reality and all," Charlie answered sheepishly.

"...Princess, when the fuck was the last time you just said "fuck it" to the day and just had fun?" Adam asked flatly.

Charlie's silence was answer enough.

"Great, my soul mate is also a damn workaholic," Adam quibbled.

"I'd rather say I'm passionate," Charlie defended. "Now your turn, Mister Profanity, spill."

"Well..."

Six Hours Later

Lucifer tried not to freak out.

His daughter's friend Baggie(or was Maggie?) had called to tell him that Charlie was MISSING! She had gone to the meeting with the Exorcists over six hours ago and there had been no sign of her! And she wasn't answering her phone.

Now, it's entirely possible the meeting dragged on. It was entirely possible that Charlie was fine and elsewhere. It was still true that Charlie was last seen at the Embassy and had been missing ever since!

Which was why Lucifer was currently in said embassy. Which was always bigger than it needed to be, given the sheer lack of use it got. Still, he'd admit, they kept it looking nice despite the disuse. Heaven was a lot of things, but they didn't half-ass their aesthetics.

Clearing his mind of that, he got to the meeting room and, just to be sure, knocked on the door.

He was surprised but hopeful when he heard footsteps approaching the door.

Those hopes turned sour as he found himself looking up at a shirtless Adam. "Well, there goes basking in the afterglow," Adam muttered. "The hell you want, Lucifuck?"

"Of course, you're having sex in the embassy," Lucifer muttered in exasperation. "I was just looking for my daughter. I thought she just might still be in a meeting with you. I guess you can't tell me where she went?"

"Oh, I can tell you where she went alright," Adam said with a chuckle.

"What is that supposed to mean?" Lucifer asked with narrowed eyes. "Adam, I swear by the very fires of creation, if you forced my daughter into something, I will-"

"Dad?"

Lucifer's eyes snapped to Charlie.

Her hair was disheveled, her suit undone, and she was clearly exhausted. And limping. It was almost worse than if she had just been naked.

Then he realized she was holding Adam's shirt, and it suddenly was worse. "I think you forgot this," she said, holding it up to Adam.

Lucifer's mind suddenly rebooted as he saw the glowing soulmark on Charlie's wrist. And Adam's wrist. Glowing together.

"Adam is CharChar's soulmate...?" Lucifer whispered, somewhere between delirious and denial.

"I think we broke him," Charlie realized with a sigh. "Not how I wanted to break it to him."

"I'm good with this," Adam said as he slung his shirt over his shoulder instead of wearing it.

"How can they be soulmates...?!" Lucifer whispered in bewilderment, lost in his own world. "In what way are they possibly compatible.?"

"I could punch him, see if that snaps him out of it," Adam offered with a smirk.

"Please don't," Charlie said with a sigh. "So, umm, I guess we'll talk later? Or text?"

"Sure. I got to go tell some fuckers upstairs that angels can have hellborn soul mates," Adam informed. "Fuck you later, Princess."

"Promises, Dickmaster!" Charlie shot back as the door closed.

"...The Fuck Did You Just Call Him?!" Lucifer yelled, rushing to the door with horns showing and eyes glowing red. "GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE, ADAM!"

Adam wisely had already left, a portal closing just as Lucifer entered the room.

"Dad," Charlie spoke up calmly, placing a hand on his shoulder. "You are not going to start a war just because I slept with my soulmate."

"Anyone else! Literally anyone else, and I'd be thrilled. Even an exorcist or one of my brothers, I think I could wrap my head around. But Adam?! With you!?" Lucifer shivered in dismay. "And you called him..."

"Dickmaster," Charlie answered with a strained chuckle. "It's a bit of a game."

"What GAME has you calling him that?" Lucifer asked in disbelief.

"I want to see if he gets tired of me calling him Dickmaster before I get irked at him calling me Princess," Charlie answered honestly.

"Charlie. It's Adam. He will NEVER get tired of you calling him that," Lucifer informed flatly.

Charlie shrugged. "That's fine. I don't think I'll get tired of him calling me Princess."

Lucifer placed his hand to his face, rubbing his eyes. "I can never call you that again without thinking about this, you know that right?"

"Sorry," Charlie answered in apology. "We, umm, haven't just been doing...that this whole time. We were just talking for a long time."

"Just...promise me you didn't sleep with him to get him to stop the exterminations or something like that?" Lucifer pleaded.

"No, no, he was very clear about how my goals and dreams weren't going to change anything until I had results," Charlie answered.

"...Adam thinks redemption is possible?" Lucifer asked skeptically.

"No, not one bit," Charlie said with a head shake. "But he said he'll be happy if I prove him wrong, so...that's something."

"...I am never calling him Son or anything like that," Lucifer said bluntly.

Charlie patted him on the shoulder. "I think he would punch you if you did," she said before sighing. "Now I just have one more thing to figure out."

"What's that?" Lucifer asked in morbid curiosity.

"Telling my friends that I'm soulmates with the Leader of the Exorcists," Charlie answered with a wince.

Lucifer suddenly stiffened. "I'm...glad in this exact specific moment that your Mother isn't here. Because I have no idea how to explain this next time I see her."

Charlie looked up in exasperation. "Don't remind me. Did...did he and Mom ever...?"

"Charlie, I love you, but we are NOT having this conversation!"

"Right, right, good idea," Charlie said quickly. "Well, look on the bright side, Dad?"

"What bright side?" Lucifer asked skeptically.

"Well, even without the treaty, you'd never have to worry about me on Extermination Day, "Charlie pointed out brightly.

Lucifer's eye twitched. "CharChar, all I am thinking about now is him paying you a visit on E-Day."

Charlie scratched her cheek sheepishly at that valid point. Because Adam absolutely would do that.

End of Chapter

Okay. Confession. I have never once written any soulmate-type fic where there is an obvious and telling sign of being a soulmate. I've rarely read any either. But it seemed like a useful concept for this oneshot's AU, and is probably the most beleivable way for them to have a relationship that doesn't have a slow build up. Also, yeah, due to the soulmarks, Charlie and Vaggie never dated, but they defintiely had an unspoken "if we don't find soulmates, we're dating" agreement.

But yes, Creation decided that since Lucifer messed with Adam's first marriage and Lilith helped him mess with the second marriage, it was fitting that their daughter be be Adam's soulmate. Charlie being Adam's soulmate autopass her through Adam's normal asshole behavior, straight into getting his afectionate asshole behavior. He still believes it's a shit idea, but he'll help her shovel through it.

Yeah, this would be something awkward for Charlie to explain to everyone. Adam is just going to tell everyone in Heaven to fuck off and deal with it. In fact, that's what he'd do in Hell too if CHarlie called him in to help explain.

Anyway, hope you enjoy this oneshot of the Chadam Soulmates!