Third Person POV:

A shadow reached and grappled his shirt as Lucifer closed his eyes, the last thing he saw being the one who attacked him; before himself with his wings covering him.

"Don't." He mouthed as his mind drifted to sleep.

The other Angel, as that's what Lucifer thought he was, wrapped his wings around him as he snapped his fingers, this opening yet another Phantom Plane.

Another sonic boom spread through the water as it stopped halfway, creating a perfect sphere of air right down to the ground.

He put his hands to the side as he landed without getting Lucifer hurt or himself as well.

He set foot on the now-dry sand and dirt as he gently reoepened his wings and placed him down.

He ripped Lucifer's shirt open as he placed his ear on his heart which was cold to the touch.

It wasn't beating......

Panicking as anyone would do, he put his hands on his chest and pumped it up and down, using every single second as a way to think about how to perform CPR.

His cheeks flushed with color as he turned red, when he remembered the one class he listened to.

"You guys are gonna be listening real intently since S*x Ed is rEaL interesting, right?" The teacher placed her hands on the table with a flaunting posture.

"~But let's start slow....~"

The whole class, excluding Lucy and him moaned and booed.

"CPR" She said one word before the class went silent, as if the noise wasn't even existent. She had a smug look that probably said, "Gotcha"

A couple minutes later, the guys were talking how they are gonna purposely drown a few "Chicks" just to get a shot at a kiss and to grope them.

He just looked concerned about the girls.

But now that it's a real emergency, he looked at Lucifer who wasn't breathing.

He hesitated but he slapped himself on his face and went to do the THING.

He leaned in closer to his face as he breathed his warm air on his lips.

Lucifer's face had frost on it for some bizarre reason as the guy left a twitch on his hand.

He immediately backed off and closed his face in embarrassment.

He decided to use his control and pumped all the water out from his lungs.....

As the Narrator, I'm wondering why the dude didn't do it earlier on....

Huh.....

Lucifer woke up, his breath stabilising as Lucy walked over his stomach, making him flinch in pain.

"Where he f*ck were you?! I was worried!" She yelled as she stomped her "Lucifer Stomping" boots on his stomach as she rapid fired a lot more insults to his face.

"Why am I here?" Was all he could think about.

He didn't feel the pain anymore and when he looked down, his shirt was gone and his pants were soaked, along with his hair.

Lucy stopped and noticed why he was wet.

"Did you jump into the water tank or something?"

Lucifer just stared at his hands.

The wounds were gone.....

Lucifer placed his hands over his chest and pressed his hands in deep, in instinct.

There was no beat.....

Lucy nudged him. "Hey, what happened?"

He just looked at her and hugged her.

"I'm your Guardian. No matter what." Words spilled out his mouth.

"Just your Guardian..."

Somewhere else, someone sneezed.

Micheal was being consulted by his wife and being smacked on for catching a cold for going out in the rain.

"Another one......?"