The battle against the Exterminators has just ended and victory was on your side. The group gathered to check on the wounded and everyone's health, the last to arrive were you and Lucifer, who had stepped away from the group a few minutes before to look for you. Charlie and the others smiled happily at you, but this happiness did not last long as they noticed the state you were in in Lucifer's arms. You seemed to have a broken arm, and many wounds on your chest.

"Come on, hang on a little longer...."

Lucifer murmured as he hurriedly approached the others. You were losing too much blood, and he couldn't help you, and it was crushing him.

"I know it hurts...I know. I know. I know!"

Lucifer kept talking while looking at you until he reached the others.

"Please help them!

Lucifer shouted to the group.

"I...dad..."

Charlie tried to say something as some tears flowed down her cheeks.