I.O.U.

The Devil Gets His Answer

"Oh bloody hell, can you not fling that towards me? This suit is new." 

Lucifer frowned as he narrowly missed the splatter of blood Maze had sent in his direction. She shook the blood from her fist, rolling her eyes. 

"Why don't you move then?" She raised an eyebrow.

Lucifer shooed her out of the way, standing in front of the man she had been beating senseless. His head hung down and he wasn't moving. 

"Oh dear, we haven't killed him have we?"

Maze only offered a small shrug in response. Lucifer lightly slapped the bloodied man's cheek.

"Wakey, wakey, Mr. Wesson, we haven't even reached the fun part yet."

James groaned, lifting his head as much as he could, an almost inaudible whimper escaped his busted lips.

"J-Just tell me what you want... anything please! There must be something! I can get you money, drugs?" 

Lucifer sighed, standing up straight as he fixed his sleeves.

"I want your brother Mr. Wesson, simple really."

James shook his head as best he could.

"Come on man it's my brother, I can't give him up! Why do you want him!?"

Lucifer's thin patience was beginning to wear, and his frown deepened.

"I don't want him, I want who he took from me, I want what's mine, Y/N."

"Y/N? Why would you... you did all thing for that thing? She's not worth all this trouble! She's a lying whore! She's nothing but ungrateful! After everything my brother did for her, that bitch-"

Lucifer roared in rage, grabbing him by his throat, ripping him from the chair and slamming him against the wall.

"She's not a thing! Not an object for you or your weaselly brother to possess! To beat!"

Maze took a step forward, noticing the way James had begun to gasp for air.

"Lucifer-"

"She's not a dog, or an animal that needed to be tamed!"

Maze placed a hand on his shoulder. Lucifer shrugged her hand off, his grip on Jame's throat only tightened. His face flashing between his devil face and his human face.

"Your usefulness is running out Mr. Wesson, if you won't tell me what I need to know, then I have no need for you."

Maze realizing where this was heading grabbed Lucifer, pulling him away from James as the traumatized man crawled backwards. 

"He can't tell you anything if you kill him!" Maze snapped.

Lucifer slowly came back to his senses as they heard sobbing from the corner James had crawled into.

"Carter owns a few properties around the city..." 

Lucifer took a step forward, causing the human man to cower even more. 

"I'll give you the addresses!" He said quickly, almost desperately, eager to be rid of the demoness and Devil.

~

Your wrists burned as you pulled harshly at the rope that bound them. You couldn't remember how long you had been sawing at the rough metal in hopes it would cut through the rope. A deafening sound of a door opening halted your escape attempt, and you looked around nervously.

"I brought you something to eat."

Your stomach almost growled at the mention of food, but you knew better than to accept anything from him. 

"I'd rather starve." 

You almost immediately flinched, expecting him to slap you or something of the sort. Instead he frowned, dropping the food to the ground just out reach. 

"Fine."

He turned to walk away, intentionally stepping on the mush of food as he left. Almost as soon as the door shut you began to work on your binds once more. Tears burned your eyes as you felt the rope cutting into your skin, and small bits of blood ran down your arm. 

As your arms grew tired and your broken ribs made catching your breath harder, you leaned against the wall. You rested your head against the cool stone of the wall, curling into a ball as best you could.

"Lucifer, I need you to hurry here, I'm not hanging on very well." You muttered as if he would hear you.

It was almost a prayer, a near desperate bid that he would magically show up. 

Save you. 

You hardened your resolve, resuming your painful tasks of sawing through the ropes. Lucifer would come, you knew he would, but you weren't going to sit there and wait for a rescue, like a damsel in distress. You'd met him half-way if that's what it took.

~

Lucifer stared at the list in his hand, frowning as he looked over the addresses on it. Maze and Amenadiel peered over his shoulder.

"These are hours apart, we'll never be able to search them all fast enough." Lucifer sighed.

"What do you suggest we do then?" Amenadiel asked.

Lucifer pulled out his phone, searching through his contacts.

"I had hoped I wouldn't need to involve the Detective, my vulnerability around her may be a problem."

He seemed to find what he was looking for.

"But it will make finding Y/N faster."

He handed the list to Maze as he brought the phone to his ear.

"Start on the list, I'll join you shortly."

He watched as Maze and Amenadiel left, turning his attention back to his phone when the person on the other end finally answered.

"Detective..."

Lucifer sighed as he almost impatiently listened to Chloe berate him for disappearing for days.

"I am sorry for my absence, I promise to explain everything, but first, I need your help, please Detective, it's important."