**Lucifer**
Its been a month and we still haven't found a single way into the void.

"Lucifer calm down, we will find her soul and she will be ok." My hair has gone to my shoulders and its greasy as hell, showing how much I need a shower.

"No Micheal we need to find her now!" I wave my wings around, the feathers are so wornout that I can barely fly.

"Lucifer we can't, there's no way to get to her soul. The void is locked." Distraught, in pain for the first time since my fall, and lost, I finally break down and everything falls apart.

Head in my hands, wings strewn across my bed, a little wet, salty drop falls to the floor.

"Lucifer..?" Micheal, losing his composure to pure shock, looks at me as another hits the floor.

My chest heaving, cheeks wet with salty tears, I look at Angel's unconscious body, the light of her Soul missing yet her bodies heart still beating. "Lucifer.. you're crying.." Michael backs up a step, unsure of what to do with a crying, heartbroken, Devil.

"All i've known is hatred, Hate, Rage, Darkness, and tons of other bad things. Then.. I find her and take her home thinking, 'oh, it's just gonna be a little fling for a few nights.' but no. I hit her, I just had to lose it right then and there, and now what? What am I do to Micheal? WHAT AM I TO FUCKING DO?!" I shout the last part, standing up, angry, lost, broken.. in love.

"Lucifer please, we will find a way through this.. ok?" He slowly tries to walk up to me, getting me to sit down.

"What the fuck am I to fucking do Michael, she has shown me a better side. I can't lose her!" I grab the collar of Micheal's suit, face soaked in tears. "Help me Saint Micheal, I am lost." My head falls on my hands which are gripping the collar of his suit.

Probably feeling awkward he slowly pats my back and moves me to where i'm sitting down on my bed, "it'll be ok Lucifer, trust me ok? There is always a way, we just need to find it."