Alastors pov

"Alright let's do this!" Lucifer hopped beside me with a thick book in his hands "let's get some good baby names"

I watched as he flipped through the book, muttering to himself. I chuckled to myself "my dear I don't think we should worry about baby names yet"

"But al if we keep waiting our baby will be born nameless" he collapsed against his pillow dramatically.

I stoked his hair with a loving smile "we'll find the perfect name my dear. It'll come to us when it does. Where we're not going to find it is in a dusty book" I chucked it to the side.

"I guess" he sighed before leaning against me "did your mother ever tell you how she picked your name?"

"Hmm" I said thoughtfully "My mother's name was Marie which stood for truth and blessings. She told me she wanted to find a name that fitted me just as perfect as it was for her. She was lost for a while but over time she noticed that I was a closed off baby. So she chose the name alastor which stood for spirit of solidarity"

"She sounds amazing" he smiled softly.

"She was" I kissed the top of his head. I bet she would have been thrilled to be a grandmother.

*Time skip*

"Lucifer dear. I think now would be a good time to discuss baby names-" I froze. My husband who was once there had disappeared. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a cloth. I gave it a sniff. chloroform. My eyes widened.

He's been kidnapped!