4: 56pm...
Lucifer flew through the sky, tears mixing with the ash on his face. As he carried Alastor, who was held tightly in his arms. He felt as if he couldn't fly any longer, his body weak and tired from stress. He had determined whether or not to go back to the hotel, and face the residents. He knew it would be for the best, to return to the hotel. If the whole incident was shown on TV, if Vox had anything to do with it. It just didn't feel right to go back, he couldn't just leave Charlie to go through this alone.
Lucifer landed at the front of the hotel, his wings disappearing. He took a deep breath, grasping Alastor tightly in his arms. Everything is going to be fine. He told himself, he reached over, and grabbed the handle. Am I doing the right thing? He shook the thought away, pulling at the door. It opened widely, his eyes grew large. Everyone was gathered around the TV, listening to the news.
Lucifer bit his lip, walking through the doorway as quietly as he could. He spawned his three pairs of wings, and wrapped them protectively around Alastor. "It's going to be ok.." he whispered to the unconscious deer demon. He stepped lightly through the lobby, making his way to the elevator. As Nifty rushed in front of him, smiling sadistically.
"He's here!" She laughs, running up Lucifers legs.
"H-hey!" Lucifer growls, kicking out his leg. "G-get! The f-fuck off me! You little roach!" He frowns, as Nifty is flung across the room. Her legs skidding across the floor.
"Everyone!" Nifty rushes over towards the TV, yanking at Huskers ears.
"What?!" He growls, turning towards the maid. "Oh.." He taps Angel's shoulder, the spider turning his direction.
"Fuck.." Lucifer grumbles, standing idly in the middle of the lobby. His wings closed tighter around Alastor. Hiding him out of the sight of the others. Although, it was pretty obvious he was hiding something, under his wings. "H-hey." He puts on a forceful grin, the sides of his smile going down. As Charlie looks up at him.
"Is it true?" She whines, Vaggie resting her hand comfortably on her girlfriends shoulder.
"Is what true?"
"The news said that You tried to kill mother."
Lucifer sighs. "That's not the whole story, hon." He gazed down at the floor, his daughter walking over to him.
"What's under your wings?" She asked, resting her hand on the red and white wing.
Lucifer groans. "I knew Killjoy would leave the cause out..." He looked down at the wrapped up bundle. "Probably Vox's idea.." he then looks up at Charlie. "Sweetie, I have to go handle something. We can talk later, okay?" He makes his way towards the elevator.
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Lucifer walked in through his room, locking the door behind him. He made his wings disappear, as he looked down at the injured Radio Demon. Yes, he could heal normal weapon wounds. But angelic weapons, was a different story. Lucifer walked over towards the bathroom, setting Alastor gently in the bathtub. The bleeding was beginning to settle, but the deers whole body was soaked in blood from his three wounds. Lucifer figured it would make sense to wash him up first, before he took care of the wounds. He wandered back into the bedroom, searching around for Alastor's red, deer antler embroidered sweater. He found it folded up, on the side of the bed.
"L-Lucifer.."
Lucifer froze, as he heard Alastor's weak whisper come from the bathroom. He dropped the sweater, sprinting towards the other room. "Alastor!" He gasped, kneeling down next to the tub. "You're awake!"
Alastor looked only half conscious, his eyes partially closed.
Lucifer reached over, and rested his hand gently on the back of Alastor's neck. "Do you remember what happened?"
Alastor's head slowly turned towards Lucifer's. His smile weak and faulty. "K-kind...of.." His head swayed side to side, as his voice fazed. "Y-you...saved....me.."
Lucifer felt his eyes tearing up. "Yes, yes I did." He wrapped his arms around Alastor, trying his best to avoid any spots that might hurt. "Everything is going to be ok." He soothed, he felt the radio demons arms weakly wrap around him in return.
"Thank you." Alastor croaked, his gaze a little more awake. "I'm just happy your here."
Lucifer's smile grew larger than it had in a long time. "It's because I love you, Alastor." He held his hands on both sides of Alastor's face. "You mean everything, to me. I would move Heaven and Hell, to keep you safe."
Alastor's face turns bright red, as he holds Lucifer close. "I love you too." He leans in, kissing Lucifer softly.
Lucifer holds Alastor, his hands tangled around the back of the red hair.
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6:04pm...
Alastor sits at the edge of Lucifers bed, flipping through the pages of the book Lucifer had recommended to him. He had yet to look in the mirror, so he had yet to see what the scar looked like, that was down his face. He groaned, as the eyesight in his left eye blurred. "Fuck..." He rubbed his eye, instantly pulling his hand away at the touch. "Ouch." The scar stung. Lucifer had washed him up just around an hour ago, and had tended to the wound on his face, side, and chest. Lucifer was downstairs in the lobby, getting them both mugs of coffee. Alastor set the book down on the bed. He thought for a moment about looking in the mirror, but second guessed the urge, and walked towards Lucifers workbench. He shuffled through the drawers, picking out the white bandage. He gently wrapped it over his ear, twisting it around the side of his face. He attempted to cover as much of the scar as he could. He didn't have to worry to much about the part of it that ran down his neck. Because it was mostly covered by the collar of his turtleneck sweater. The part that ran over his chin and his cheek, worried him. Especially, because part of it ran deeply through his left eye. He twisted off the end of it behind the back of his head, hiding the knot under his red hair. This should do.. he decided he was going to make an appearance downstairs. From what Lucifer told him, Charlie had no clue of why her dad had attacked Lilith. And that Katie Killjoy, had skipped that part during the news report. Lucifer had brought him inside, hiding him when he was unconscious, under his six wings. So Charlie did not know that Alastor was here. Though, she was going to find out soon enough. Lucifer was taking to long to bring the coffee back anyway. He took a deep breath, heading towards the white door. He pulled it open, and headed down the hallway. I hope this is a good idea.. she groaned, stopping by the elevator. He pressed the down button, waiting for the lift to arrive. He stepped inside, humming to the soft jazz music that played quietly in the background, on the way down. He fixed his stature, and walked through the open doors.
"Al!" Lucifer ran out towards him. "You shouldn't be walking right now, you could get light headed." He worried, resting his hands on Alastor's shoulders.
Alastor smiles slightly. "It's ok, Lucie. You know you won't be able to keep me in one place for long." He placed his hand on Lucifers, "I know that Charlie doesn't know that I'm here. But sooner or later, she has to know the truth." He pressed his forehead against Lucifers. "Come now, let's go get the coffee you promised." He grabbed Lucifers hand, pulling him with him to the kitchen. "Where is everyone?"
Lucifer grins. "They are all in the kitchen, Charlie's making a charcuterie board with snacks."
"Oh...oh well." Alastor holds Lucifer's hand tighter. "It's fine." He sighs.
Lucifer gazes up at the bandage wrapped around Alastor's head. "You put the bandage on." He notices.
Alastor grins. "Uhh~yeah. I still haven't had the guts to look in the mirror. I don't want everybody else to see it, before I do." He wheezed.
"Al, your wheezing. You should really get some rest." Lucifer pulls Alastor back.
"Please, Lucifer." Alastor grabs both of the kings hands.
Lucifer sighs, as they slowly open the door to the kitchen. "Just let me go in first." He stopped Al, scooting him behind.
Charlie looks up, dropping the knife that she was slicing cheese with. Her face flushed with confusion. "I-I just don't understand." She mumbles, staring at her dad. "Why- would you kill mom?" Her eyes grow watery.
Lucifer grumbles. "Please, Charlie. I have a lot running through my mind. I, I don't have anything about Lilith to talk about right now, hon." He holds his daughters hands in his own, looking lovingly into her eyes. "Just let me explain another part of it right now. I was hiding....Alastor....under my wings earlier today."
Charlie's eyes grew wide, "Alastor? Why? What happened to him?" Her tone grew to a worry, that Lucifer did not expect.
"He..umm...got a bit injured during the accident." He waved his hand towards the door, as Alastor slowly made his way into the room.
Alastor's ears pinned back, as Husk glared at him. With a unreadable expression on his face. "I-I'm just going to get my coffee." He wandered towards the coffee pot. Reaching out for it's handle.
Angel jumped out of his seat, spitting out his beer. "What the hell happened to the strawberry pimp?" He exclaimed, slamming the bottle on the table.
Alastor laughed nervously. "Hehe-ask Lucifer." He turned his head, feeling Lucifer glare at him. Alastor grabbed the bag of coffee beans from the cabinet. He poured them into the grinder, and clicked the on button. He waited patiently, turning it off. Knowing that everyone was still staring at him. "What?" He groaned, dumping the crushed coffee beans into the coffee filter.
"Dude, answer my question!" Angel pounded down his beer. While Lucifer gave him a warning glare.
"Don't push it." The king growled.
"Can we move onto another subject?" Alastor poured the water through the filter. Strong coffee flowing into his mug, which read #1 Strawberry. Lucifer had given it to him a while ago, as a joke. Leading to Angel calling him a strawberry pimp.
Charlie frowned. "There's just so many secrets right now." She looked at the table.
"Just spit it the fuck out already!" Husk growled.
Alastor slammed his mug against the table. His fingers clenched tightly around the handle. "Just drop it!" He snarls, letting go of the mug. Then tugging at his ears. "Your making my head hurt!"
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Lucifer bit his lip, as he saw Alastor lose his cool. The radio demon slamming his mug against the counter.
"Just drop it!" The deer yelled, tugging at his ears. "Your making my head hurt!"
Lucifer gazed sympathetically at Alastor, his thoughts tugging at him to comfort Alastor. Knowing how much the other was hurting, physically and mentally. He was going to do something about it.....
6:17pm...