Lucifer squinted as he felt his face get drenched in freezing water.

"Dad! Dad! Oh thank Satan you're awake! Are you okay? Dad? Why aren't you responding? DAD?"

"Charlie." Vaggie puts her hands on Charlie's shoulders. "You aren't giving him a chance to respond."

"Oh." Charlie says, looking at her father worriedly. "Are you okay Dad?"

"Yes sweetheart. I'm okay." Lucifer sat up, he noticed Alastor standing nearby. His eyes were squinted in what seemed what was supposed to be a glare, but Lucifer saw the worry behind the demon's gaze. "What . . . what happened exactly?"

"You passed out when Adam told you about Lilith being in Heaven." Eve explains.

Charlie froze. "What?"

"Wait, Lilith's in Heaven?!" Vaggie exclaims.

"Indeed she is." Alastor suddenly joins the conversation.

Charlie whipped around to look at the radio demon. She looked like she was about to cry. "You . . . knew?"

Alastor sighed almost sadly, leaning on his staff. "Where do you think I was for seven years? She owns my soul."

Charlie's breathing grew heavy. "She's . . . she's in Heaven? This whole time that's where she's been? She just up and left me?" She dropped to her knees, her face in her hands. "W-what did I do? Does she not love me or something? Why would she just *sniffle* leave?!"

Lucifer frowned, looking away. He had all the same questions . . .

Charlie looked up at the radio demon, her face soaked with tears as Vaggie hugged her, stroking her girlfriend's hair softly. "Why are you telling me this though?"

Alastor just shrugged. "You deserve to know. It's your mother"

Charlie leaned into Vaggie's embrace, sobbing.

Alastor walked away, he looked upset, Lucifer could tell.

He joined Vaggie in hugging his daughter. "It's okay sweetie, it's gonna be okay-"

"No! It's not okay!" Charlie cried. "My mom's in fucking Heaven of all places! Does she even care? What-why-"

"Charlie." Lucifer said, trying to soothe his sobbing daughter. "Charlie it is okay. You'll be okay. We'll-we'll figure something out."

Charlie just sobbed, Lucifer and Vaggie doing their best to comfort her.

Fucking hell . . .

~~~

Emily and Abel were walking down a path in a garden in Heaven, kicking stones into the small stream and talking.

"It's crazy. I still can't believe you're dad's dead. I mean, I'm glad Charlie won but . . . I'm really sorry you have to go through this Abel." Emily murmured.

"Yeah. I miss him, as much of an asshole he can be, I didn't want him to die." Abel says sadly.

"I can't imagine how you must feel right now." Emily frowns. "I don't have a dad. Or a mom for that matter. Just Sera."

"Well you must have parents somewhere." Abel says. "I mean, Sera couldn't have just decided 'oh, I'm just gonna have a kid suddenly!' and just create you. It isn't possible. And yeah I know you're adopted but like, where the fuck did you come from? Don't you ever wonder about that?"

Emily thought for a moment, her brows ferrowing. "I never actually thought about that. Maybe I should ask Sera about it."

Abel nodded. "You should. And I want the full story right away!"

Emily laughed. "M'kay bro, chill. I'll tell you all about it as soon as I find out."

Abel grinned. "Great! How about now?"

"You want me to ask Sera now?"

"Sure, why not?"

"Okay. See you later then! I'll send Layla when I find out!"

"Alright! See yah."

"BYE!" Emily leaped into the air, flying back down to where all the seraphims stayed, and found Sera squinting at some papers, looking concentrated. "Hey, um, Sera? Can I ask you a question?"

"Sure Em, what is it?"

Emily bit her lip. "Um, so, me and Abel were talking about Adam's death, then the apsence of my parents came up and, well . . . who is my dad? And my mom?"

Sera's head snapped up. "Oh . . . oh dear Father um-well-"

"Sera?" Emily asked. 

"Uh . . . Emily are you sure you want me to tell you this?"

"Yes. Positive."

Meanwhile Michael was walking down the hall, and over heard the conversation. Curious, he pressed against the wall, listening intently.

"Okay um . . . wow I should've known I'd have to talk to you about this at some point." Sera murmured. "Oh dear, well, you do know you're adopted so I don't have to explain that but . . . um, well-why is this so hard?"

"It's okay. Just tell me. Please?" Emily walked closer, taking the seraphim's hands in hers. Michael leaned more against the wall.

Sera exhaled deeply. "Your parents, the ones related to you . . . are the King and Queen of Hell."

Emily and Michael gasped at the same time, blowing the angel's cover. He peered in, and Sera's eyes went wide.

"Michael! What are you doing here?" Sera's voice shook. FUCK.

"Emily is Lucifer's daughter?!" Michael yelped.

"I'm Lucifer's daughter?!" Emily cried at the same time.

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