Saving Lucifer

Bloody Dreams

Waking up, I was still laying on Lucifer's stomach but his hand was now resting across the crook of my neck. Looking over to him, he quickly moved his hand as I sat up.

"Sorry."

"Don't be. I'm the one who used you as a human pillow." I shrugged.

"You saying I'm plump like a pillow?" he acted as if he was offended.

"It was either you or the cold hard floor. I opted for the softer of the two."

"Oh, that's not better." he huffed. Stealing a glance at me as he grinned, I laughed him off.

"Thank you, Angel. I know you didn't have to pull me into the dream."

"I would never keep you from seeing your child if there is the chance to. Unless you put her in danger."

He wanted to remark but thought against it and just nodded.

"So, are you going to tell me what Cas wanted to talk to you about?"

"Um, maybe you should talk to him about that." he said laying back again, one arm under his head, one resting on his stomach.

I readjusted myself to do the same until he sat up quickly.

"What?" I asked looking at him weirdly.

"Nothing, I-uh, just don't think you should lay on me anymore."

My eyes narrowed with irritation.

"One, I wasn't going to. Two, what the hell did he say to you?"

"What? Nothing."

He sounded too defensive; his voice was an octave too high.

I crossed my arms, staring at him until he broke.

"He's afraid that if we get too close, I'll end up falling for you."

My face scrunched up in revulsion.

"He fears what?" I exclaimed.

Lucifer's laugh sounded fake, forced as he said,

"Wow. Tell me how you really feel about me."

"Seriously, Luce. Can you honestly see that happening? That's ridiculous." I laughed as I lay down in the original position, I was planning to lay down in.

"Cas knows better. He knows how hurt I was when everything happened and we weren't talking. Does he really think I could feel this way for anyone else?"

He laid down on his side facing me, resting his head on his hand, supported by his elbow.

"Honestly, I think he's just so in love with you that he knows he treated you wrong. He knows how badly he treated you and that if you were to walk away, you'd have every right to. It'd be justifiable."

"He's afraid of losing me? All this time I was afraid I was losing him."

When he didn't respond, I propped myself up on my elbow and faced him as he was me.

"Did he threaten you in any way?"

"Not necessarily. He just wanted to be sure I knew where my place is. He just needed reassurance. He's been without you for a year. Time here is different. He noticed we've gotten closer. You can imagine how his mind has run away with his thoughts as he lay alone in bed at night. Or sit up awake at night, or whenever."

"But still, our bond. Wouldn't our bonds weaken if one of us were to lose interest or develop feelings for someone else?"

"Sort of, sure. But the bond wouldn't break unless one of you died or you both agreed to break it. But yes, what you're asking is if he could feel that your feelings have faltered. Yes, he would know."