Lucifer's pov

I was sitting inside minding my own business when my door was knocked down.

"Hey what's the big idea-" I stopped. Standing there was a dark man, a small red haired girl and an unconscious alastor.

"What the hell happened!" I ran up to them, my hands shaking.

"Can't go into detail I'm afraid" he threw him on the ground "just make sure he doesn't bleed out. Now if you'll excuse me I have to buy some apology flowers for my husband before he stops talking to me forever"

"We're counting on you" the girl giggled as the two of them left.

"Wait what do you mean bleed out-" I stopped. A pool of blood seeped under alastor. My heart stopped. He's hurt. He's really really hurt!

I shakily picked up my phone "hello I need help"

*Time skip*

I paced back and forth anxiously outside my bedroom. He's working on alastor right now. I probably should have called an ambulance but alastors always been a private man. I figured he wouldn't like that.

"Alrighty" peter stepped outside, slightly covered in blood "he's now in a stable condition but that was a close one. Someone likes to live on the edge"

"Thank you Peter" I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Now that'll be five hundred" he held out his hand expectingly.

"What! That's way more than a regular doctor's visit" I argued.

"The rest is payment for my silence" he smiled sweetly.

"This is borderline robbery" I grumbled as I handed him the money.

"Thanks luci. See you at the next family reunion" he waved as he left. I headed inside where alastor laid bandaged up but alive.

I knelt down beside him and took his hand. Please let him be okay.