I still don't own Lucifer, but I'm grateful Netflix could afford to purchase it!

Epilogue

1 year, 3 months. After the fight in the desert.

The penthouse above Lux looked completely transformed. The piano was moved near the spiral staircase and the furniture had been temporarily relocated to the balcony, while the television ended up in the master bedroom, allowing for the enormous dining table that took up the center of the room. The bar remained fully stocked, but the mini fridge behind it now contained kid friendly drinks, not just the usual soda to mix with the alcohol. Lastly, the overall appearance of the penthouse no longer screamed devilish bachelor pad.

Throughout the still pristine apartment there were indicators that a woman and child resided there as well; framed photos on and behind the bar, a child's backpack under the desk in the small study with photos on the desk and bookshelves. The addition of these small knickknacks gave the penthouse a cozier appeal.

A ding echoed throughout the empty penthouse as the Devil's voice wafted through the opening elevator doors. "I still don't see why we have to have this dinner here. What's wrong with your place?" The aggravated tone continued as the Devil spun to face his brother. "I've told you a thousand times, Michael is not going to pull any more stunts. He has only just agreed to even come down from Heaven since I brought him up from Hell."

Glaring emerald eyes met the Devil's cool brown ones. "I don't care that its been three months Earth time and years in Heaven since Michael's been back topside. I. Don't. Trust. Him." Carefully setting down the box of dishes he had been carrying Raphael threw his arms out to his sides. "Frankly, I don't know how you're okay with having him here. Chloe and Trixie live here now. You're willingly exposing them to Michael." Pointing at Lucifer, Raphael finished his rant. "Michael tried to kill me. He actually succeeded in killing you, brother."

Inhaling deeply and exhaling slowly Lucifer placed his hands gently on Raphael's shoulders. "I understand your reluctance to see him, but you weren't there when I released him from his cell." Lucifer looked away as he recalled the haunted look in Michael's eyes. "I assure you, brother. Michael will not harm any of us ever again. We struck a bargain before I carried him to Hell and I know he never wants to return there." Tossing his hands up and flashing his trademark devilish grin Lucifer reiterated. "Ergo, Mikey will not harm anyone in or associated with our family."

The Archangel of Healing continued to look skeptical for a few moments before shrugging his shoulders and trusting his Devil brother, but he still wasn't allowing Michael in his home. The two then got to work setting the table and ensuring that all was in place before the guests were due to arrive. Not long after they began working Chloe arrived with Trixie, Dante and a one-year old baby Grace on her hip. The two older children immediately latched on to their respective father/ (not official) stepfather and began rambling about their time with the celestial grandparents. Chloe handed Grace over to Raphael before making her way to Trixie and Lucifer, rising on her toes to give her Devil a peck on the lips as he listened intently to what Trixie had to say.

Smiling to herself Chloe watched how Lucifer's interaction with the children had changed over the past year. Dante had drug his father closer to his uncle so that the two children could tag team their storytelling. Once in front of her favorite uncle, Grace thrust both of her arms out in front of her with a loud "Un" clearly demanding that her Uncle Lucifer hold her. Said uncle didn't even break eye contact with the other two children, simply plucking the small child from her father's arms and bringing her to his chest. The baby smiled happily and turned to listen to her brother and cousin talk about the day.

Four hours later found most of the celestial family, and those few humans who knew of their existence, mingling around the penthouse. Amenadiel, Raguel, Gabriel, Uriel, Azrael, Linda, and Maze were seated around one corner of the room whilst Ariel, Jophiel, Dan, Charlotte, Chloe, Lucifer, Raphael and Maria were all seated along the bar. The group was sharing small talk and monitoring the two older children who were playing a board game on the balcony. To their right baby Grace was quietly gnawing on her soft toy in the confines of her play pen or mobile child prison as Lucifer and Maze referred to it.

The groups' discussions were cut midway through as three figures appeared on the balcony. Dante and Trixie jumped up from their game to greet their celestial grandparents, ignoring the silent man with the haunted eyes standing between God and the Goddess.

From inside the penthouse the Earthbound celestial siblings studied their brother. For all of them, except Lucifer, this was the first time they had laid eyes on Michael since the desert incident. Michael was a shell of his former self. The once powerful Archangel kept his gaze on the floor and seemed to be fighting the urge to cling to his parents, like a frightened child.

As God and the Goddess entered the penthouse both towing along a small child, Michael shuffled in behind them, eyes still downcast. The celestial siblings still observing their brother began to show signs of empathy for their brother, excluding Raphael who stood towards the back glaring at Michael.

Deciding someone should break the ice, Lucifer stepped up to his parents. "Mum. Dad. So glad you could join us, sorry about the cramped space. One of your children who shall remain nameless, but I can say is your second eldest, refused to host 'THE' Host at his much larger abode." There was a low chuckle throughout the room and an unimpressed glare from the second eldest as the newcomers took seats at the table.

Once everyone was seated Lucifer, assisted by Chloe and Maria, brought out the catered dinner. Wine and fruit juice were poured, and the feast began. All present, except for Raphael and Michael who weren't talking at all, conversed amiably with each other being sure to skirt topics of Hell and the desert fight. After the dessert was served and the older children excused themselves to go play on the balcony, while young Grace amused herself in her Aunt Jophiel's arms, the room became silent as the tension crept back in surrounding those at the table.

Rolling his eyes at Raphael's sour mood, Gabriel winked at the demon beside him before speaking. "So, how ya been Mike?"

There was a silent gasp around the table as all eyes became focused on Michael. The angel in question looked up to meet Gabriel's ocean blue gaze. Michael swallowed convulsively, "I…I've been alright." The angel quickly looked down again.

Seeming to follow Gabriel's lead the other siblings and even the humans began to ask Michael questions, still avoiding sensitive topics, but they got him talking, nonetheless. After fifteen minutes of questions and answers Michael looked more relaxed and at ease then he did upon arrival. Lucifer had even managed to crack a joke about a burning bush in the desert and got an honest laugh from Michael. However, this was the last straw for Raphael who pushed himself roughly away from the table and walked into the elevator pushing the button for LUX. Silence engulfed the table again as Michael retreated into himself, eyes looking down at the table before him.

"That's it!" Lucifer said rising from his chair and eyes flashing red. "Linda, Maze, Daniel and dear Charlotte would you lot mind keeping an eye on the children until I send for you. It seems we need to have a more intimate family discussion." The four in question nodded their agreement as Lucifer instructed the others to make their way downstairs.

Lucifer, Chloe and Maria took the elevator down while the others used more celestial means of transportation. As the ding sounded Raphael eyed the trio who came in through the lift doors. The Angel of Healing was pointedly ignoring his parents and siblings who had congregated in the booth seats behind where he was seated at the bar drinking from a bottle of Lucifer's top shelf Scotch.

Ignoring the gathered audience Lucifer walked up to Raphael and stole the bottle from his hands prompting the angel to glare at the Devil. "I was drinking that Luci." Lucifer smiled and took a swig from the bottle before slamming it onto the bar and sliding it down to the waiting hands of Chloe at the other end. "Not anymore brother, at least until we put this mess behind us."

Raphael heavy sighed and then spoke. "I told you before," pushing himself off the barstool the Healer Angel rounded on his family and locked eyes with a fearful Michael. "I don't trust the little bastard and I don't have to play nice families with him."

Lucifer opened his mouth to argue that Michael had been punished and that they should move past this obstacle, but surprisingly Michael spoke up first. "You have every right not to trust me, Raphael." The family watched silently as Michael reluctantly made his way from out behind their Mother, where he had been hiding. Walking slowly Michael stood mere feet before his older brother, "I was wrong to do what I did, and I do regret it." Imploring with his eyes Michael continued, "If you never forgive me for hurting you and Lucifer I'd understand completely. I'd also understand if you don't ever wish to speak with me again, but there is one thing you need to understand." Michael paused to ensure he had the complete attention of Raphael and everyone else in the room. "I will never attempt to do what I did in the desert, ever again."

The skeptical eyes of Raphael observed Michael cautiously, "I don't trust you brother. So, your empty promises mean nothing to me." Michael nodded his head in acceptance. "I'd expect nothing less from you Raphael, but I would like to ask for the opportunity to earn back your trust." Looking around at the other occupants of the room, he added. "I'd like a chance to earn back all of your trust."

Raphael considered Michael before looking around the room at his family's expectant faces and then finally stopping to lock eyes with his wife. A silent conversation was had between the couple before Raphael focused on Michael again. "I'll give you a chance to redeem yourself, but if you do one thing that seems remotely threatening to anyone in this family or associated with this family, it won't be Lucifer you have to worry about."

Michael shuddered at the thought of Hell but was scared to even entertain the pain Raphael would inflict if he had it his way. Thrusting his hand outward and clasping it with Raphael's hand the two said in unison, "Deal."

An eruption of cheers rang out followed by the Devil's voice from the stage as the elevator dinged and the rest of the family trickled into the closed club, summoned by a silent call from the Devil to his demon. "Thank you for attending the Devil's family counselling session. I'd like to wind things down a bit with some karaoke." The Devil looked to his favorite demon, "If you don't mind Maze." The demon gave a devilish smirk of her own before pressing a few buttons behind the bar and Lucifer began singing "Call Me Devil" by Friends In Tokyo.

The remainder of the evening was spent drinking and singing. The family enjoying time together as they all worked to repair bruised and battered relationships that had been millennia in the making.

A/N: There you have it folks. I finally finished this story completely and only several months behind schedule. Thank you all for reading, reviewing, following
and the favorites. It has been a blast writing this and a pleasure reading what everyone had to say about the story. I hope you liked the ending and maybe
at some point I will write another story set in this little universe I've created.
Thank you all again, it's been great!