I laid on the library couch, looking at the ceiling.

Everyone had gone to their bedrooms; at least, that was what I thought.

After escaping the closing portal and all the laughter had died out, Lucifer noticed the visible bruises on my body and the ones at my neck that resembled the form of someone's hands.

Instant fear came over me as I saw his smile turn upside down into a deadly frown.

I was grabbed strongly as he inspected closely the bluish-purple remnants on my neck, tracing them cautiously with his fingers.

Satan, already feeling the tension building in the air, came up to him but before he had time to utter any explanation whatsoever, Lucifer let go of me and brusquely grabbed Satan by the neck and lift him off the floor.

A low growl escaped Lucifer's throat.

Satan tried to speak, but the force Lucifer applied to his hand blocked that possibility. Only cut out cry outs from pain escaped his greeted teeth.

Lucifer spoke loud enough for everyone to hear.

"IS THIS HOW YOU TREAT YOUR MASTER?! IS THIS HOW YOU TREAT SOMEONE WHO WE PLEDGED TO PROTECT WITH OUR LIVES?!"

Everyone's eyes stared straight at them.

All mute and non-dare to intervene, or even had an idea as to why was Lucifer being violent against their brother.

Before Lucifer went too far, I quickly placed my hands over the one holding Satan hovering.

Pulling down, I looked in between the two; voice strained and clearly showing how nervous I was because of the current situation.

"Lucifer! It's not what you think!"

Lucifer's darkened glare met mine, sending unpleasant shivers up my spine.

Mammon was about to come over but was soon stopped by Solomon.

"Let her speak through Mammon..."

I softly squeezed Lucifer's arm again.

"Please... Let him go... Please..."

Lucifer's body trembled slightly at the command, as he reluctantly released his hold on Satan.

Satan fell and clutched his neck while in the need to get air into his lungs.

After that, all became distant. Even if they desired to know what made Lucifer loose himself, they respected personal issues greatly and it was not like any of the people involved in the conflict would say a word of it.

I chuckled but not because I thought it was all funny but because everything frustrated me.

Some things would get solved, and once they did, another problem arises and worsens.

It was not like Solomon, Satan and I weren't vulnerable to loose our sanity during our time at that strange place we were teleported to.

It was not like Satan asked to be attacked and influenced by the Darkness, inside and surrounding him.

Sure, I was almost strangled to death but I called and he listened.

He was still there for me and that was what mattered most to me.

Without being conscious about it, I appeared before Satan's bedroom door.

I wouldn't clearly say it was unconscious, but my thoughts brought me where I now stood.

I knocked but no one answered.

Three knocked later, and still no word.

Clearly the brothers had the nature of shutting themselves inside a room when down. Each of them had their own moment of emotional drama.

Suddenly an idea crossed my mind.

I had recorded a video of me playing with a cat back at the Human World, just incase of "emergencies" and THIS was an EMERGENCY.

I could just cross my fingers, hopeful that he would open the door.

Thankfully, the door creaked open and before Satan could close it back I stopped it with my feet.

Satan,

"You shouldn't be here..."

I retorted pushing more unto the door, even if it didn't open more than I expected it to.

"I shouldn't be here, but... I want to...Want to... Watch the video of the kitty with me?"

He pushed the door, easily making my feet slide along the floor.

"WAIT! I... I have more than a hundred photos of cats I want to show you!"

The door stopped before slowly opening up to reveal Satan with a painfully sad smile on his face.

He slowly uttered,

"I... have more than one million cat pictures... Want to... Look at them together..."

I laughed.

"It'll take us a hundred years to finish those off."

He extended his arms wide, granting me access not only to his room, but him as well.

I did not lose chance and hugged him tightly.

He whispered as the door behind me closed and he dragged me into the overwhelmed by books room.

"I know... Hundreds of years together sounds good..."

We have been silent for about fifteen minutes after I entered his room.

Some cat pictures were spread across his bed, both angelic, normal types of cats and others not so normal.

I picked up one of the weird but cute looking cats and exclaimed smiling,

"This one looks adorable! Never knew cats with eight legs existed here, although... It is highly probable there are more than just cats with eight legs roaming Devildom..."

Satan interjected,

"Why are you acting as if nothing happened? As if..."

I interrupted him while frowning.

"I haven't forgotten Satan. But... It's not like I plan for us to think about things that, in my opinion, aren't worth thinking over for. I forgave you, and that's that. Do you want me to be angry with you? To resent you? I won't do that..."

Silence took over again before Satan breathed out,

"A part of me hates to be forgiven by what I did but another wants that forgiveness... Even if you are not angry, I am..."

I again interrupted him this time grabbing his face.

"Oh... I'm angry now... I'm angry because you keep tormenting yourself. You aren't a monster Satan. You are not a danger to me, because I believe in you. I believe in ALL of you."

He added, worry clouding his eyes.

"But what if..."

I stated,

"What if nothing! I am alive. YOU are alive. EVERYONE is. None died Satan and I'm here breathing and talking beside you. I am here to catch you and help you, if needed to. So, don't beat yourself up because of some accident that is long past."

I pulled him into a hug and felt as his hands went around my small figure.

I caressed the hair on the base of his neck and whispered,

"You are so important to me Satan. I would do anything to make you happy. Genuinely happy."

After some time, I pulled away slowly and turned to pick up the mess of cat photos on the bed.

Just when I was about to place them away, I felt a pair of lips on the back of my neck, just were Satan's pact seal was.

An electrifying sensation went through my whole body and I was so overwhelmed that my hands gave up, making the cards fall and my heartbeat quicken.

Satan's breath tickled as he sweetly murmured,

"Me too... I'll make you happy... Forever"