You and Lucifer had gotten married a little while after you were sent down from heaven as a fallen angel.

The connection was unexpected, but it flourished in so many ways, blessing both of you with a child of your own. Which proved to be quite the handful..

Placing your hand on your child's arm, you comforted him as they glared daggers at their father, "What's wrong, honey?"

"Did Daddy hurt you? Last night, you were screaming and crying.."

Lucifer spit out his coffee, eyes blown wide.