LUCIFER P.O.V

I don't understand. I just don't understand. How could have Ellie been poisoned? How is it she is feeling these symptoms easily? This isn't suppose to happen.

She's meant to be okay. I shouldn't have let her go after that Weasel and none of this would have happened. She didn't deserve any of this, it's not fair on her. I don't really care how pathetic I sounded saying that.

I can't take her to the hospital. There'll be too many humans around her. Probabilities of the sorts entered my thoughts about how it would go down and none of those include leaving any one in there alive. I was on a warpath, I needed to figure out what is going on with her and the only one that I can think to tell me the answer is my brother. He will know. Because even with the knowledge of him sharing an insipid, stupid, bond with Ellie he knew her the best.

I don't know what to do. She is dying and the only thing I did know to do is run to my older brother. Not stray away from him. With Ellie in my arms, carrying her in to my house, she is starting to shiver setting her down on the soft sofa. " Lucifer, brother. What's wrong with her, what's wrong with Elisabetta?" He came to her side, promptly putting me to the other side of his body, kneeling down. Violent coughs rack her fragile body shivering from cold sweats. " I need you to talk to me, Lucy. She is an Angel, she should have a strong immunity to human forms of sickness or anything remotely related to viruses. How.."

" I don't know, brother. That is why I brought her here so you can inform me of how it's even possible that she is having these side effects. I found her like this in the car park at the bloody school we had to go to. She won't tell me what is wrong with her."

I stressed my words while I stalked back and forth wearing a hole in a rug. I carefully allowed amenadiel to care for her as I made my way to my homemade installed bar, I shouldn't drink in ailing times but it knocks a lot of the edge. My brother felt a hand on Ellie to get feel of her Bodies temperature, I heard a small noise come out of her mouth at his hand touching her head.

The ding of the elevator made my head twitch to the sight of my mother resolutely strutting out and her eyes land on Ellie. She seemingly held disappointment in her eyes. I didn't even register it at first, because she started to move around to get a good view of Ellie lying down, and amenadiel arose off his spot. Mum tilted her head. " What is the matter with her, Son? I heard the commotion coming up from all the way down in your night club. I heard our dear little Ellie was poisoned." Mum stated, slipping up her words, and I snapped my head to her.

I never said anything about a poisoning. Nor did amenadiel. How did she... No. she didn't.

" Mom. What did you do.." Amenadiel slowly said, he moves around the prestige, designer, table of mine a glare dawned on his face. " We didn't say anything about Elisabetta's case or if she was poisoned." I set my glass on top of the counter, I didn't want to break it as it's one of my favoured ones to drink out of, and my eyes changed to red as I marched up to my mother. I take her by the neck, seething in a wrathful expression of anger, she made a grunting noise at the pressure I applied on her neck. " Lucy!"

" YOU DID THIS. DIDN'T YOU MOTHER?!" I roared, hoisting her in the air, and I wanted to rip her to pieces but this isn't her body. I can't do that to Charlotte. Mother chuckled in a way it mocked me. " What could possibly be having you laugh in the face of your possible demise, dear mother?" I snapped, rough growls left my lips, and amenadiel rushed to my side. " You'll tell me what you did to my... to Ellie or I swear on dad's name you aren't going back to hell but to some place far more worse. You tell me!"

" Lucy, put mom down. Don't do this infront of Elisabetta. Please."

My brother pleaded, it does baffle me how he could protect our mother and her life when she is the one responsible for this happening.

" Lucy. Please. Put her down now."

Giving up on strangling our mother I made her drop to the floor. Rubbing her chest, breathing normally, mum made a stand up off the floor. I am held back by amenadiel as Mum laughed, a cruel sound that made both my brother and i's ears bleed. " My son. You fight to defend that.. girl so hard without the knowledge of who she is to you. Don't you ever wonder why it's such a coincidence this simple girl is different, to all of the other female species here on earth. Why you crossed paths?" Mum started saying while pointing her long, wrinkled, finger to Ellie.

" It's because your father put her in this path. To you. To continue his manipulative schemes. Think about it, my son. You already had a good idea of who she is but question why of all girls she is immune to your gifts."

I can't take any more of her nonsensical rants, taking a threatening step forward to make her silent, and my dearest brother stops me with a regretful and desperate stare on his face. " It's all true. Lucy. Mom isn't lying. I.. should come clean." Staring in disbelief on my face, my eyes harden to a new level of betrayal. Anger. Hurt. It can't be true? It couldn't be. " I was sent by dad to bless a couple, nineteen years ago, With a miracle baby. That couple was Catrina and.."

" Malcolm Graham." I finished, muttering, and I cast my stare on Ellie who is slipping in and out of sleep trying to fight the feeling of sleep. " That can't be."

" I promise Lucy, I didn't know father had the intention of placing Elisabetta in the direction intended for you and her to meet. I thought I'd been involved in a simple blessing, that father conducted."

Amenadiel reasoned taking steps back when he noticed my face starting change. How dare our father do that. it all an elaborate coupe to manipulate me? Is what Ellie feeling for me real? Hell she is probably manipulated by dad too and her feelings for her.. aren't real. No I can't think like that. But the thought stays in my mind as I turned back to mum.

" Did you poison her, Mum? Don't lie to me." I asked. " because we both know the place I will send you is far more worse than hell. Don't we, now, brother?"

Mum shrugged, without an ounce of sympathy in her actions, venom in her words.

" I did. I'm not called the goddess of creation, without the cause of my name, for a reason. I used demon blood and the silver scrapings.. from the blade. I took it from Uriel's grave." She explains, the light in her eyes sparked with no remorse, and I snarled at the information. The blade? Blood of a demon? Where on earth did she get blood from one demon? It can't be maze. " Though I do admit and hate to say she is a strong one."

" You heal her, now. Mother. Do something, i don't care what you do. You have to help her!"

" Even if I could, son, I couldn't! There is none or if not anything I can do to stop it. Besides I didn't necessarily want, or intend, to kill the little bitch. I wanted to just ensure that she knew not to mess with me or my plans to have you come with me to heaven again. I did plan on it but I didn't follow through on it, son."

I would do deal with mum later. All I wanted to do is care for Ellie. I shove past my brother, going to her place on my leather couch, and he sulked his way to stand a couple of feet away in the same spot he stood before. Ellie turned on her side, her eyes sullen and sunken in, skin a rubbery chalk white consistency. " Where am i, Luc? Amen?" She asked, Hoarsely. " I want my mom and my dad." Nathan and the detective.

" We have to take her to the hospital, Lucifer. If she doesn't get treated for these real, human, symptoms she could actually die."

Suggested my brother, placidly and plain. We have nothing else we can do, he's right. She has to be treated as a Human considering when we are close we practically become each other's weakness.

" If we leave, right now, we can save her Lucy. We can't waste any more time here."

I allow amenadiel to bring Ellie into his arms, even if I didn't fully trust him enough I know he'd bring the force of heaven to earth for my darling Ellie. My darling Ellie. The name came naturally to say for me. I can't lose her, again. I already did once at the hands of her birth dad.

" Let me go with you, Son. I can help-"

" NO. You've done ENOUGH irreversible harm to Ellie, Mother. You stay here and I will think about if I want to kill you or bring you back to hell MYSELF."

' Dad, please give me strength to not kill her.'

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ELLIE'S P.O.V

I've grown use to the idea my life isn't going to be the same routinely boring, and made up of every day boringly lived out, days. For once I did wish I had a sense of that life, again, for a moment. Not laying in a hospital bed with IVs plunged in my skin. I weakly scanned the room to find I wasn't alone. My dad, and aunt Chloe, are in different corners of the space worriedly rubbing their faces in sync. It hurts when I let a chuckle escape, seeing their similarities with how they dealt in tense times, Aunt Chloe shot up rushing to my side.

" Oh baby. Baby. I am.. so sorry I wasn't there with you. If I'd known this would have happen I would have taken your place. Do you feel ok? Doctors said you were brought in by Lucifer a few hours ago. I got the call from Dan saying he was told by Lucifer you were here."

Where is Lucifer? Is he here?

My memory is a blur and I don't really recollect what happened but I do remember running after Jason then in a split second I started bleeding.

My memory is refreshed, it all became clearer the more in depth, I start to feel the intense dread of death. Goddess poisoned me. The pain. I heard how I triggered the heart monitor, with the spike of fear, and I start to panic making it go off the charts.

" Ellie! Calm down, Calm, baby. Please!" My aunt pleads with me and my dad holds me in place using my arms. " You are okay! You are fine, honey. just calm down, you're starting to scare me honey, please!" She begged, holding on securely to my sweating face for me to take a deep breath, and calm down. " Ellie? Ellie? I need you to stay awake for me, honey. Ellie!"

" Lily-pad, wake up, lily-pad! No. No. Don't close your eyes on me."

My eyes rolled back into my skull and i felt the lightness of my soul leaving my body as I felt a sudden rush of pain strike my heart. Like I was struck by an internal impulse of power that is coursing in my veins, I let out a strangled cry for help, thrashing in my bed screaming for it to stop. It's burning my insides. My heart does one last beep of life before I could feel it slowly calming, with it the life in my body leaving as I breathed out and succumbed to my own body.

My eyes snap open. I blocked the bright light of the sun out of my face, I furrowed both of my eyebrows wondering why it was so bright, and I looked around at the ethereal beauty of the garden I'm in. Cardinals, butterflies, and a few woodsy creatures were frolicking amongst one another peacefully. What is this place? It takes me a few seconds to listen in on the new sound of child laughter and I turned to see me. But she is much younger, six years old, and my lips are quick to part to find my mom chasing me. I'm in a memory. How am I here? Why?

" Elisabetta Penelope decker! You stop right there, now, you are going to give your mommy a heart attack!" My mom yelled, playfully. " Come here!"

I feel a powerful presence come up to my side and I turned my head, gasping lightly. It's god. His pure white attire contrasted to his opulent, elegant, ebony skin complexion. He's actually here and standing before me. He kindly smiles at me.

" Hello, Elisabetta, dear." His voice is a very soothing tone of comfort and warmth that made me feel at home. " You aren't meant to be here, my child. Though it's not without the help of my darling wife. I do apologise for how that happened, Elisabetta. I know everything, that is what you are currently thinking, sweet child."

Young me's squeal laughter brought me back to reality. I gazed out at my mom, wishfully I think I could interrupt the scene playing out in front of me but rather than act on the impulse to intervene I stepped back.

" Why am I here? Am..I.. dead? I'm in heaven?"

I know being an Angel it automatically would get me in heaven. But the guilt I felt knowing I wouldn't see my family anymore could have brought me to hell. The guilt of letting the atrocities that happened to me, in the past, take its toll on me. How is it fair that I go straight to heaven? Me?

" Why.."

God sat me down on the pack bench, inside of this apparent memory I am in, and I fiddled in my spot.

" The horrors you faced, in the past, aren't the things that defy your life. Elisabetta. What you endured is beyond inadmissible. The pain you feel, those scars you have, is why your life was given a second chance. Why I gave you a second opportunity to live, child."

God held my hand wiping my eyes clean of my tears. He guided me through the light of a pathway, as I followed him getting off the bench, and shows me a moment from a year ago of Lucifer. As he held my dying body, I covered my face in gods shoulder.

" My son, Samael, offered his life for yours but I couldn't do that to him."

I shudder out a breath. Lucifer would've gave up and sacrificed his life for me? On that day? I turned to face God. " You are going to ask if I know about my son, amenadiel, bringing you back to life with the help of his feather. Yes, if it's any consolation the wings chosen suit you, Dear girl." god chuckled at my face changing to one of surprise.

" Those wings are your soul's manifestation. Pure, beautiful, and a heart of gold. My sons have their wings because of the way they behaved growing up, it's actualisation of how they see themselves. I picked yours."

Listening to the sound of a EKG machine as it alarmingly sounded in the hospital room my body laid in, the mental image in my mind of my aunt, dad, and amenadiel inside the room being escorted out as my body seized I shed a tear as it flashes before my eyes.

" It's not your time, Elisabetta. Your future is a gift not to be tarnished, by this moment, dear girl. I think it's time for you to go back. Samael needs you and you need he."

Gods voice became a distant sound in the parts of my mind as I could sense the shift of my life force energy and soul going back to normal, as I listened in on the bittersweet moment of little me laughing fade away back to where it belong in the first place which is my past.

I had to say a farewell to my old life, I couldn't go back and rewind the clock of my childhood and bring my old self back. That part is long gone. At least I made peace with the memories I did hold onto. My eyes closed accepting the welcoming light that envelopes me.

I'm not her anymore.

I can't hold onto her. I have got to move forward. Or otherwise I am never going to heal from my past trauma.

I flutter my eyes open, taking in the space I'm in, and realise I am back in the hospital room I had been admitted in. The EKG monitor blips, triggered by my sudden resurgence of life I've been given again, and my eyes zero in on the man himself. Lucifer.

Memories return to my head of the first time I landed in hospital, after Jimmy Barnes shot me, and I smiled contently.

" It's good to see you are awake now, Darling." He said, softly. I found his hand locking in our fingers in an instantaneous, woven, tight way. " You scared us, Ellie. I could have.. we could have lost you. Again." He admittedly stated, he whispered his words. " That is worse than ANY hell loops combined. Losing you would be one of my other hell-loops, if I didn't already have one in hell to begin with, Ellie darling."

" I'm here now, Luc."

I mumbled, playing with the beautiful ring he adorned on his finger of his initials, breathing in. I wanted to confess I met his father but there is a certain feeling I've felt coming back to life that I couldn't tell him.

" I'm not going anywhere, again. I'm here to stay."

There is a flash of emotion in Lucifer's eyes, if I didn't look close I would miss it, of uncertainty and an aversion of fear. For what I don't know but it made me frown. He's hiding something. It could be my mind making tricks but I can't figure out if it's my delirious thoughts making things up or it's rather a coincidence that when I came back to life a certain change came with it.

Whatever it is, if it's to with me or not, I can't fight this feeling life is going to change. And I ain't sure if I am ready for this shift in my life.

How I wish being right wasn't a trait I had.

JASMINE SPEAKS;

I am going to end the season on this chapter. I am doing what I think is right, to get the fanfic moving a little faster.

Much as I love Candy, it doesn't fit the narrative I am trying to create in this story of mine. The whole thing with Candy just makes what I have planned off.

The candy storyline is gonna be mentioned in the next season but it's a little more altered to my liking/ my story.

What did you like about this chapter? How Ellie went to 'Heaven' and had her memory?