I.O.U.

The Brother and The Therapist

Your tired eyes stared at the ceiling above you as you lay motionless on the bed. You had woken up alone in bed, but hadn't found the energy to call for Lucifer yet. The black silk sheets wrapped around your body in what should have been a comforting manner, but only served to make you feel like you were suffocating. Drowning in thoughts you couldn't escape.

An almost inaudible noise drew your attention to the library. You turned your head searching for the cause of the noise but couldn't see anyone from your position on Lucifer's bed. You pulled yourself up, swinging your legs over the side of the bed. The quiet patter of your bare feet on the stone floor was all that could be heard in the otherwise silent penthouse.

"Amenadiel?" Your voice was raw and hoarse from a night of crying.

It wasn't who you had been expecting to see.

"Hello Y/N." He smiled.

You raised an eyebrow, looking around for a moment.

"Where's Lucifer?" You asked.

"He mentioned something about getting Ella to help him with a problem?"

You nodded, and turned around, dragging your feet back to the bedroom.

"Where are you going?" Amenadiel frowned.

"Lucifer isn't here, so I don't have to pretend I'm not justifiably depressed right now." You joked dryly.

Amenadiel stepped in front of you, blocking your path.

"Lucifer asked me to remind you that you have an appointment with Linda today."

You could tell by the way he looked at you that Lucifer had told him what happened. His pity made you self-conscious, and you wrapped your arms around yourself.

"And I take it you're my bodyguard for the day?"

The way you said it sounded bitter and cold but Amenadiel didn't seem to mind. He only nodded, urging you to get ready with that same pitiful look.

"I'm fine." You told him as you walked past him.

Amenadiel only frowned as he watched you disappear into the bathroom, knowing you were very far from fine.

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Steam swirled in the bathroom, fogging up the mirror as you stood in front of it, hair dripping wet. Your grip on the sink was crushing as you stared down at the faucet running. You had hoped the hot shower would improve your mood a little, or ease the exhaustion that had settled over you.

It didn't.

Your phone rung, pulling you from your thoughts and you hurried to answer it.

"Hello?"

"Hello darling, I'm very sorry I left before you woke, but something urgent came up." Lucifer's voice said.

"Amenadiel told me, is everything ok?"

"Yes, nothing to worry about right now, we'll talk about it more when I get back."

You wiped the mirror with one hand, and shut off the faucet.

"When are you going to be back?"

"I'm not entirely sure, are you missing me already love?" Lucifer teased.

"No, just wondering how long I get to enjoy some peace and quiet." You bantered.

Lucifer let out a noise of disapproval and you laughed faintly.

"You wound me darling."

"Don't be dramatic, you know I'm just teasing you."

Lucifer chuckled, and you heard someone calling him.