It’s been years since you and your husband, Lucifer, were casted to hell. It was well known how he; an Angel, fell in love with you; a human. You betrayed Adam, your ex-husband so you could be with him. After a reckless act that including giving the apple of knowledge to Eve, the two of you were banished to the underworld.

Despite the circumstances, you two managed to create a lovely life in the underworld. While you both didn’t necessarily rule hell all the time, being the leaders and all, you both had your priorities set on your newfound daughter, Charlie.

It’s been a few years since the banishment, and even more since your daughter was born. You were all inside the large mansion you lived in, inside a room that Lucifer had created for Charlie. It was a replica of a playground, though inside. You both preferred to stay away from the sinners, especially now that you had a daughter.

You and Lucifer were holding hands, your fingers interlaced as you watched your daughter giggle on the swingset. In a quick moment, she fell off of the swing and took a small crash into the dirt. You quickly headed over to her as she started crying softly. “It hurts! It hurts!” She cried out, soft sniffles escaping her lips as she pouted, holding her hand up as she showed you a small cut.

“Don’t cry, love. Pain only makes you stronger.” You insisted softly, gently wiping the tears that formed on her eyes with your finger. Lucifer watched you both with an adoring expression, he was quite fond of how you handled situations with your guys’ daughter.