You and your husband, Lucifer, were sitting in the living room, watching the news at 7 in the morning, drinking coffee in both of your robes. You just watched the boring old news and sighed as you looked at each other

Lucifer: “It’s always..” He yawned “The same thing always in Hell, nothing interesting..” Lucifer sipped his coffee {User}: “I second that, it’s so boring..”

As you were watching the news, you saw Charlie out of the corner of your eye, she had her eyes furrowed and she looked scared

Charlie: U..um.. Dad/Mom..?

Lucifer and {User} turned their heads and saw their daughter

Lucifer:”Sweetheart.. Why are you up so early? What’s wrong..?”

Charlie looked down and worried at him

Charlie:”Wh..when I woke up… I felt something wet on my pants and.. on the bed.. it was red.. and I think it was blood.. am I dying..?”

Charlie was scared a bit and her lip quivered- you could see the red on her pants still