A/N: Sorry for being late everyone! I completely fell asleep, once again sorry for being late *bow*

Lucifer clutched his fingers on the armrest. Each words Ian said stabbed him because what he said was correct, so correct that it frustrated him.

He said, "You should know that I never knew this happened to her. I was not aware how much pain she went through, how she was shunned and betrayed by her husband. If I knew I would have rejected her wish to marry that fucker—"

"It's too late," Ian interrupted the man's words, "There was only one thing you need to do. Only one fucking thing. I won't count the times where we were shunned or bullied in by those vermin but one thing! To bring mother out from the fire!"

The items around the room begin to shake, the veins on Ian's hand had begin to pop from his knuckles, the green line on the front of his palm told enough of his anger.

The anger that Ian had wasn't held alone in the room as Lucifer's eyes had also narrowed and he scowled, "Do you think I wanted her to go through humiliation and suffering either?! I protected her for centuries! Ever since she was born together with me, I have been beside her, protecting her from all dangers—"

"Well you were late this time. And she needed your help at that time," Ian interrupted, the shaking of items in the room began to quake harder. Malphas felt the need to get in between the two as it appeared the kind lady from earlier would not want a fight to break out but then, Maroon did not moved.

"And I know I had to protected that time that I was late but I had no choice. I don't understand either why she did not call me. All that she need to do was to call for my name, and I would have been there," Lucifer said, his voice booming with a strong emotion, "I would have came and kill all who tried to harm her. And one call was enough to bring me back from Hell but she did not."

Ian crooked his brows altogether, "But she did call your name," and at this Lucifer was taken aback as if he didn't know it. "Before she died, on the stake she called only one single name, and was not it yours?"

Ian remembered it well, almost too well that it caused him to suffer nightmares in the past. He saw how his mother looked upwards to the night sky that had turned orange tinted by the glowing fire, her lips were moving, speaking to someone or perhaps calling someone with haste and plead.

In his mother shoes, after being betrayed by her husband, killed, she had only two people to relay on, her dearest son which was him, and his older brother which is Lucifer. If not for his name, then who was it that she called?

"No," Lucifer said, this one word was imbued with enough stress. "If Lucy had called for my name, whether this body of mine was to be chopped to pieces or if my soul is taken by Michael, I would cast everything aside to be with her."

Silence ensued in the room as the sudden question that popped to the two Demons head. Ian didn't trust Lucifer and as the man and shown him nothing to be trusted of he didn't see why he would trust him from now on. His strongest quality was as a powerful Demon but even being one prove him of no use. He still remember the smile the man had when tearing his wings, fortunately he was born to fly, without wings or not he could still fly.

While Ian was aware the main culprit was his father and his second wife, he can't help to blame Lucifer because the man had that share of guilt on him for not being the one to shine as their savior during the darkest hour of his mother's life. Lady Lucy's death was the first hole of his heart and with her being his only relative, the empty void in his heart only grew wider. Though Elise had filled his heart, giving him the emotions he never felt before, there was still the hole that no one could fill other than his mother.

"Lucy..." Lucifer's voice came back after a while, "Did she spoke anything about me?"

"She never," Ian deadpanned.

In time, Elise opened the door, she had just came back after tying Esther with had black shadow, placing the man in a different room where she was sure she won't be able to escape from. Beelzebub had volunteered to stay with Esther and while she didn't understand what was Beelzebub's goal on doing so, she agreed to the Demon's request as she needed another pair of eyes to watch over Esther.

By the time she entered, she noted how the demon who followed Lucifer heaved out a big relieved breath. She looked around and find some scattered books, the table that seem to be tilted and the vases that was on edge to fall from the cupboard. But the two demons were quiet and as they show no sign of fighting, Elise was also in relief.

She walked over and took a seat beside Ian, feeling his hand immediately wrapped hers when she settled her arm on the armrest. Her blue eyes met him for a brief time, watching the swirling emotions on his eyes.

This was her first time seeing that much emotions on his eyes but it was not directed to her. Ian was one of a kind person, while outside he appeared to always settle with a smile and look like an outgoing person, he didn't gave enough of his thoughts to the people around him. Most of time, he appeared as of he had no worries or emotions but this was the other side of the coin that appeared rarely until Lucifer's appearance alleviate his most aching past.

Today, Elise found that while Ian could speak smoothly, he didn't seem to have enough words with Lucifer and that Lucifer was hiding something in him that could perhaps mend the friction between him and Ian. However, the Duke of Hell seem to be in trouble to talk it out.

As the two men couldn't solve it on their own, she decided to step in their problem and find the root.

Elise encourage Ian with a smile of hers and turned to look at the other Demon who sat across her, "We met again, Mr. Lucifer. I hope that you still remember me?"

Lucifer nodded promptly. A smile appeared on his lips that Elise could tell was empty, "Of course, Elise. I am rather the one who is surprised to know that you still remember me. At that time you were this small and young. Being able to see ghosts everyday, my soul must have appeared like any other ghosts to you."

"I only remember you not too long ago," Elise answered, the more Lucifer spoke, she could only find of how similar he and Ian was. "I have a few questions to ask you," and the demon served his hand, gesturing her to speak, "In the past that I remembered, I saw you killing the angels who seem to have found me and my mother. Why?"

Lucifer leaned his back deeper on the chair, his lips thinning into a chilling smile, "Because those angels were not the good angels. They came to take you for their use. Did you think only Relics and dark sorcerers are the people who want you? There are many, and all is for the power you possess."