Mom had filled me in on the details of our case and despite everything, I am dealing with, that is the most normal I've felt. Which In a way is an absolute idiotic statement to admit I found comfort in the job. Uncle Dan and Lucifer were actually bonding, with their profound love for the movie franchise 'Weaponizer', which they fawn about how violent and ludicrous they are.

Now I am in the middle of a stakeout, Lucifer is sat beside me as I had one hand holding my binoculars and phone in the other. He was so adamant on me avoiding doing this and quite honestly I was in no mood to argue about my safety. I just want to do my job. " Mom said to expect To find Kimo here. I have a hunch this is going to take a while and we have to wait."

I explained, leaning in my seat unwrapping my sandwich I stole from uncle Dan. ' You cannot go wrong with ham and cheese sandwiches.' Mom use to pack my lunch when I was in grad school. I'd beg her to add double amount of the meat, which in the end I did throw up. " Where did that come from?"

Lucifer slapped a hand in regard of halting my sandwich eating. ' Okay. I cannot eat a simple basic meal?' Does he think Uriel poisoned a pre-wrapped sandwich? I'd be able to smell the difference.

" Lucifer. You cannot be serious. I'd know if your brother laced my food, with some cosmic blind to the human eye poison." I whacked his fingers off my awaiting to be eaten sandwich. I was starving. Going to take a bite he, rudely, is quick to have flung the food behind us. " 'Kay. I will bite the bullet. What is up with you? Luc. Now you sudden care if live or die. Considering it's your brother who is after me." I argued and turned to face him. " Well..? What is it..?"

There is a still, stunned, quietude in Lucifer as he opened his lips gaping like a fish out of the water. " Darling I.."

sensing there is something going to happen. I whipped my head, and I see our suspect rolling a beanie made to be a mask hiding his identity. He stalked up on a hipster, he's unsuspecting of him being robbed by an old movie star.

" Oh, my.. Kimo Van Zandt, in the flesh."

I got out of the squad car, amped up by frustration, not needing a gun and body slammed Kimo. I watched him fly through the air, a couple of feet, into the vechile parked setting off the fail safe alarm. It goes haywire. I caught the hipster exclaim a 'Oof'. Dragging Kimo, while I single handedly manage to uncover his face, he grimaced hard as he blinked profusely.

" Dude. No way! The weaponizer try to jump me?! This is going straight onto the gram, bro. Hashtag I just had the weaponizer jump me meanwhile also getting his ass handed to him by a hot girl. Nice!"

' Lucifer is enjoying this way too much. Gosh.'

~•~

Kimo was arrested for the murder of his best friend's murder. He denied his claim, of being responsible, but his finger prints were found to be littered on the murder weapon. He confess to taking jobs for mobsters, for extra income of money, and kept it a secret afar from his wife. I came into work torn between believing he did it or if there is an elaborate reason staring at us straight in the face. My senses told me he's not guilty, those Senses being the little voice that I found out was my Angel side of who I now am.

" So you think Kimo didn't do it? All because, I can't stress this enough, you think he is this guy that what? Kicks ass on the silver screen? I don't want to burst your bubble, Luc. But he's not actually the weaponizer." I debate, taking a notice of how much he had glued himself to my arm an on-guard and intense stare etched. " Besides the point. If he really was that guy, I think he would've been able to handle himself and not get his ass kicked by a girl like me." He bristled with a little laugh.

" Agreed. But you have an angelic, brute force, upper hand my darling. This puddle of whine doesn't have it in him anymore I'm afraid." He conjectures, pulling my seat out to my desk. In reply I huffed. Though that one gesture didn't go unnoticed, by Nathan who approaches. " All he cares about is his well-preserved wife." My dad handed me a cheese and egg croissant, he proceeded to set down a fresh steaming coffee.

" Uh. Honey, not to draw you away from you eating your lunch. But I have something I got to talk to you about. Wait a second.. Is that...? Is that your perp talking to the guys?"

Dad had a questionable finger pointed and indeed there's Kimo freely speaking to some of the guys, who are professional on-duty officers. ' I don't want to know. I am taking the wild guess, this is Lucifers doing.' He confirms my suspicions. " I paid his bail. Which, if you are to ask me, was remarkably low. Someone I thought would cost more to be out away. Yes, I wasn't going to allow the weaponizer to spend a minute in jail. Don't give me that look, Ellie."

" I literally have no words to say. You know.. I am going to just assume you aren't trying to be this ridiculous, and undermining, with me."

I officially lost what appetite is remaining, and I pushed the food my dad got me a few inches, standing to follow Nathan to the snack station. I leaned on the counter, kicking a board pin. I listened to dozens of fax machines beeping.

" Lucifer. He.. He is driving me insane, Dad. I am so close to breaking the law, I follow, and arrest criminals for. How can one person be so infuriating."

He hummed, face remaining stoic for a long second then straightens out his head posture.

" Could the reason be because he has a little Angel problem? Uriel? I have been in to contact with Amenadiel. Well, he came to me. Told me how his and Lucifer's brother is out to get you."

Unbelievable. Seriously? Amenadiel? A twang of annoyance filters my mind.

Much I do feel comforted, knowing I still have my guardian Angel even after I have kept him at a distance, there is an underlying sense of discomfort that dad is involved. I couldn't lose him. Not again.

" Don't worry 'bout me, hon. I am a big boy besides I know how to handle the divine beings. Not completely human. Remember? In fact, speaking about him. He's here. Up on the second floor, watching us as we talk." He is? I tore my eyes away, from my dad, to see Amen is watching over me and Nathan. Longingly. I execrate a few colourful choice of vulgarity and marched through the ensemble of detectives to the staircase. I heard dad follow suit with Lucifer, also, in tow. " El's. Hun. Wait, just let him explain his side of the story. Alright."

" Elisabetta. Please let me reiterate by saying I know all the trust you had, for me, is yet to be reforged but I came here for your safety."

He, remorseful, explains and I paused in my stride. He sighed prolonging his sentence.

" Uriel. He is known to Well... is known to be deceptive. I believe his plan on hurting you is a trap, set by him, and he has another hidden agenda."  He warned flickering his eyes to my dad, then at me again. " I need you to believe me." He pleaded his case. I sighed, hiding the fact I did trust amen's judgment, remaining an observer as Lucifer stepped in and dad takes a stance.

" Brother, you've been here too long. It has changed you. Ever since you've been here, you've had your restrain yourself. This is Uriel. You're you, Amenadiel. First born."

Lucifer's hand balled into fists, encouraging him from a brotherly place. Lightly he pushes them in his chest. " unleash yourself. Enjoy it. Besides, if I did it I'd maim the poor sod, and I just bought this fresh off the rack. Plus I don't want to have Ellie on the defenceless. He's always been the main one who's afraid of you, big bro." Lucifer further stated glancing my way as he's talking. " I wish I was joking."

" Hey, Men'." Nathan greets, he nods in respect. " Not to toot this Dickheads already inflated ego but he is right. If I know you and I do, since we literally have known each other as long as I can go back, you'd send Uriel running back to heaven." He shrugged. " Just saying." I didn't know how exactly I should react, when I am being spoken to in the third person. Before I could begin to think of speaking up Lucifer is in a second hauling me away.

" Careful, there, Lucifer. I know my daughter is an Angel but I much prefer to have a kid with two arms than one."

' What is with the men in my life? Right now?'

~•~

Swinging my legs off the evidence inspection table, I sat supervising Ella while she used her specialised hand and eye coordination to get a print off a dusted up golden award. I listened in on Lucifer fan-boy over action dolls of The Weaponizer, confiscated from a comic-book store signing. " So did Kimos alibi check in?" Aunt Chloe is unboxing the rest of the doll figurines. Uncle Dan nodded.

" Uh, Yeah. Yeah according to the owner of the comic book store Kimo was there, signing merchandise."

' He's not hiding how much of a big fan he is. I am pretty sure all of these dolls aren't exactly evidence. But I don't blame him.'

I picked up a replica commando-cladded doll, thinking how Aidan would like this. ' I know he is technically fully grown. It won't hurt to get him a doll.'

He is still a young boy in metaphorical disguise.

It was just his brain, and neurological age, that is older. ' I'll sneak one out.'

" And you need all of these dolls?" Aunt Chloe, also figuring out uncle Dans bullshit excuse, is clearly trying to hold her smile.

" Uh, yeah. It's visual aid."

He replies, rolling his eyes when I feel Lucifer shove the doll version of Kimo in my face while incoherently babbling nonsense.

" Look. The dolls were selling out, the owner's words were that ever since body bags started to stream on Netflix he can't keep them all in stock." He explained, flinging a pen at Lucifer. " Get that out of her face. She is working, dick." He said, glaring.

" Anyway. At the scene, Wesley was going over all of his old body bags four stuff, including his old contract. It says he's entitled to one percent of all merchandising revenue."

Uncle Dan shows an interesting piece of evidence, an old written up agreement stating the clause and legal word play I didn't understand myself, handing it over to myself.

" It's not that much. So I had the studio send over a copy of their contract. And what do you know? It says Wesley should be getting ten percent. Not one. Compared to Kimo's, he and Wes were getting ripped off. Basically they were the same if we are being honest. They both got the same agents, business managers, on their pay rolls. Ryan Goldburg."

' Both big action movie stars were scammed by the same guy. That is a motive, for sure.' I slide off the table. " maybe Wesley confronted him. I suspect things got ugly, real quick, and Ryan's way of shutting him up for good was to shoot him." I shrugged. " seems like it's the only way things would've ended. But how did it end up, that Kimo's prints were found and not Ryan?".

" I don't know, Sweetie. this'll be figured out once I go question him." Aunt Chloe stated and nodded to uncle dan, walking out of the space.

" By the way, Lucifer. Stop staring at her ass!"

' Staring at m.. my ass?' I snapped my head, to find he is indeed unapologetically staring right at my bottom. ' Goodness gracious. He's so..'

" Lucifer!"

" Sorry not sorry, Darling."

~•~

I spent the rest of my afternoon fixating on the fact I needed to choose a new coat of painting, for my apartment's decoration theme. Aidan is out buying the appropriate paint colour, Amy's choice to stay back and help proved ideal as I needed her help hiding the doll I stole from the evidence lock-up.

" He's going to love this doll, Mom. I would be lying, to you, if I didn't say it. He cherishes the fact you broke into a federal, locked, and secret evidence bay to give him this."

She chuckled, I grinned proudly. ' She doesn't know that I also have a surprise for he..' she interrupts.

" before you tell me I know the whole thing. You got us, Ana and I, dolls you are giving us from your.. childhood. Because you didn't want to make us feel excluded." Dammit. I had a feeling there would be no point surprising a future version of my daughters. She literally is my girl. " Ana adores those dolls. I do, too, and wouldn't go to sleep unless I had one tucked in bed with me."

I listened, carefully, to hear the faint rustling of a door knob being turned. Then a knock. It clicked, for me, that the person is amenadiel. I could smell him. ' Is that blood..?' It tainted his usual prestige, powerful, vigorous scent. Amy, noticing I needed space to talk with her uncle, touched my arm. " I'll go help Ana outside. She will most likely need it, anyway." Amelia nods.

I waltzed over to the door, not bothering to look in my peep-hole, opening wide my door. I stared, horrified. Amenadiel is beaten, broken. Unhealed cuts and tears stained his ebony skin right down to his sharp jaw. " I'm sorry, Liz." It was the first ever time he had used an informal name since I've known him. His voice croaked. ' Gosh, he's been drinking. How tho.. is he dr..'

" I couldn't protect you. I couldn't protect you, and that was my ONE order. Father had the right, to punish me, cause look at what I cause. I did this. I did this." He stumbled in, I closed the side entrance door of the foyer and crossed my arms. " How could I let Malcolm best me? I should've let the weasel suffer in his hell loop."

Amen's words were slurred, together, his coat of angelical arms torn to pieces. His medallion silver piece of accessory, much like my bracelet I wore, jingled. " He hurt you. And I let him! I let him!" His shouting turned into emotionally strained cries. He was at his breaking point.

It seemed he carried this as a burden that didn't leave. Out of character amenadiel came toward me, kneeling on his knees holding my hands. I watched, heavy hearted, as he sniffled. My eyes are welling slowly.

" Please know every day I live with the haunting truth. I live with the fact, I chose my selfish desire of a chance to get back at Lucifer. Then to realise I put a death sentence, on you."

I lowered myself down on his level. Sitting on my calves, focusing on calming my breathing. I candidly feel his cheek turn tense at my touch. A faint glow illuminates, cascading around me and him imitating a halo. The wounds healed. He, amazed, stares in awe.

" You healed me."

I hesitantly smiled.

" You could have simply turn me away but you didn't. I didn't deserve that."

" Think of this as my way of slowly accepting.. your apologies. After all, I do miss having my guardian Angel brooding around and scaring off potential boyfriends. Yes, I've seen you do that so not point in denying it, Amen."

Amenadiel broadened shoulders covered the entire length of mine, he was never a physical connection type of man not unless I did it first, holding the nape of my neck. I nuzzled my face in his throat. " I won't ever allow no one single human, or Celestial, to harm you. Liz. Never. Not while I am around. You can count on me. I will show you." He promises.

I feel the trickle of a tear drop on my head. He is serious. " That is a promise I intend to keep, Elisabetta. I won't let you down, again."

JASMINE SPEAKS;

Amenadiel apology to Betty was part of a plan I had to make her understand how sorry he is, really. And it was a path of reflection too for a lot of things as well he has thought of. What is your opinion on his apology? And Ellie being a forgiving girl? She is my girl fr.

Lucifer and his shameless self will never not be funny to me. How he was staring at her butt. I was laughing writing that part.

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