again

ten.

"So, do you have a scar?" Maze asks, biting her lip in anticipation

"Maze, I just got out of the hospital. Can we discuss my injuries later?" I reply, she rolls her eyes

"You're boring Decker." She says, I nod

"Hey Maze, how do I get to hell?" I ask, she coughs

"You don't. You're going to heaven when you die." She tells me, I shake my head

"I need to see him, Maze. I can't keep pretending I don't miss him. I need him, please." I beg her, she laughs

"So, you're horny for the devil?" She asks

"Maze, be serious.
I need him in my life- I don't know what to do without him." I say, my voice cracking
"I miss my best friend."

"You can't get him back. He probably won't be back for another millennia, maybe even eons, the demons are going to make sure of that." She states, "I would help you but if I die, I just die. No heaven, no hell. I'm just gone." She claims, I pause

"Amenadiel won't help me." I whisper

"You asked Amenadiel to go to hell? To get Lucifer?" She says, laughing

"Well, I know angels can go whenever they want. The only problem is, he won't." I shrug

"There's one other way," She says, smirking "You can always- die."

"Yeah, but I don't know if I truly feel guilty for anything, or regret anything." I admit, "I don't want to end up going to heaven, I have to get to hell."

She studies me for a minute, watching me carefully.
"I'll help you." She says, finally

"What? How?" I ask

"We just need to make Amenadiel change his mind." She answers

"Does that mean you're going to torture him?" I ask

"Not if you want something from him." She says, obviously

"Right." I reply, "so what's the plan?"

She gives me an evil smile, "you'll see."