Lucifer Morningstar stood on the balcony looking out over his club. Patrons in tight, revealing clothes were drinking and dancing seductively. Women in hardly anything danced against poles to pulsating music. Someone handed him a drink. He took a sip before descending onto the club floor.

Admiring eyes upon him as he smiled and greeted beautiful women and beautiful men. He stopped at the bar. Mazikeen was looking bored as usual. She handed him another drink. He smiled at the demon. "Have you seen them yet?"

Maze shrugged. "No. But then I wasn't really looking for them."

The Devil scoffed as he walked away from the bar. He went to sit down at one of the half-moon couches. He was waiting for his daughter and family to show up. It had been nearly four months since he had seen her. The last time it was marked with tragedy. Tragedy that almost masked the joy of the birth of his grandson. He had gone into a depression lasting weeks. But he had found a way out.

He sighed and stood up. A beautiful woman in a short- tight golden dress was staring him down. He approached her with one of his trademark Lucifer smiles. "Hello, darling. What do we call you?"

She leaned in. Her blonde hair done up in a sexy up do. She smelled like vanilla. "I am April."

He laughed. "Oh April. Lovely." He let the young woman place her hands on his chest.

"Oh Mr. Morningstar. I have been waiting so long to meet you. I have heard so much about you."

"Oh really. All good I hope." His British accented voice purred. "Do go on."

She took a step closer to him. Her hands still on his chest. "It's been so long. I hope you don't find me too forward. I just can't help myself."

"Neither can I dear." He leaned down to kiss the beautiful woman. Temporarily forgetting that his daughter was to arrive any minute. He felt the young woman's lips on his. "Mm you taste good." He purred to her.

She giggled in delight. "Thank you." She whispered back.

He put his hands on her back and pulled her closer. "Care to take this someplace more private."

She was about to answer when he heard

"Look Tristan, its Grandpa." Lucifer slowly moved his gaze to his daughter standing there with her son in her arms. She looked out of place in his club. Other patrons were giving her funny looks. She was wearing a baggy shirt and jeans.

April pulled away from him and glanced at his daughter and then back at him. "Grandpa?" Her tone no longer sultry. She shook her head in disgust.

He smiled irritably at his daughter. "Hello Persephone. Perfect timing." His tone was laced with sarcasm.

Persephone just misled. "Hi daddy." He could hear his tone of sarcasm echoing out of her mouth. It irritated him when she acted like him.

April looked at Persephone again. "Daddy?" She turned to Lucifer.

He shrugged. "Guilty. I'm afraid. Though my offer is still on the table."

April shook her head and stormed off. Lucifer watched her saunter up to another man. He turned to his daughter. She still had that smile on her face. She knew exactly what she had done.

"Sorry Dad. Were you busy?"

He sipped his drink. "Just a little." He gulped down the rest of his drink. Tristan made a laughing sound. Lucifer couldn't stay irritated looking at the kid. He was starting to grow black curly hair on his head. His eyes were almost black like his. Lucifer couldn't help but be satisfied that his grandson looked like him.

"Hey Lucifer." Another voice joined them. He turned to his son-in-law Bryan. "Sorry we're late. Plane was delayed by weather. Persi, said she called."

He fist bumped Bryan. But sneered when he called her "Persi." Why everyone insisted on that nickname? She seemed okay with it. But she had beautiful name. Named after a goddess not train conductor. "It's quite alright." He said to Bryan. "Why don't we get Tristan out of this noise.?" He beckoned for the elevator.

As they rode the elevator to the penthouse, Tristan babbled. Persephone was babbling back to him. Lucifer was pretending it irritated him. But it didn't. The elevator dinged. They filed into the penthouse. His daughter and grandson disappeared into the guest bedroom. Bryan stood next to him at the bar. He poured drinks for the two of them.

They stood silently for a moment sipping. Bryan set his down. His eyes on the piano in the middle of the room. The beautiful urn setting on top. He turned to his father in law. "How are things going?"

Lucifer shrugged. "Fine. Why wouldn't they be?" He could see Bryan wanted to say something. The man seemed afraid of him. Here he was muscular and tall. Not someone to trifle with. He had been a police officer most of his adult life. But right now he seemed afraid. Lucifer was amused by that. "You have something on your mind?"

Bryan took another sip of his drink. "Oh, just thank you for inviting us here for our anniversary. Can't believe it's been a year already."

Lucifer nodded. The boy was lying. There was something else on his mind. But he let it slide. "You are welcome." His eyes averted when he noticed his daughter walking into the living room. He smiled. His earlier irritation dissipated. Despite the way she was dressed he still found her beautiful. He held out his arms and they hugged. "Hello darling."

"How are you doing, Dad?" She asked as they made their way to the couches. Her eyes resting on her brother's urn atop the piano.

"I have been worse." Didn't he know it. The penthouse still bore the scars of his fit of rage. Burn marks could be seen on the walls and floor. He was slowly getting back to who he was before tragedy struck. He smiled when she placed her hand on his.

They sat silently for a few moments. Persephone then stood up and made her way to the piano. She placed her hands on the urn and said something quietly to it. Normally he would get angry about anyone touching it. But he just watched. Sighing. He was still mourning the loss of his son, Isaiah. But he was back to being able to function.

He turned to Bryan. "So, what do you kids have planned for this weekend?" He was going to throw them a little party later but he didn't let on. He wanted it to be a surprise.

Bryan shifted. "Oh Persi, is going to show me the sights. Take me to some of the places her mother used to go."

Lucifer tried not to show irritation at his son-in-law using that dreadful nickname for her. "Well, that sounds lovely."

Persephone returned to her seat next to her husband. "You still working with Chloe?" She leaned on her husband's arm. He looked over and smiled.

Lucifer swirled his drink before taking a sip. "Somewhat." He hadn't really seen much of the detective. He wasn't going to say why. He didn't want to alarm his daughter. He sure wasn't going to tell her about his newfound vulnerability.

"Oh. I talk to her a lot on Facebook. Mostly about cases."

Lucifer nodded while his daughter spoke. He wasn't really fully paying attention. His mind wandered back to April. He wondered if he could still get her to-

"Dad, are you listening?" His daughter said seriously.

"Idea." He said quickly. "Look, darling. I know you two just got here. But there are some things I need to attend to. Now you are welcome to go down there or stay up here."

Persephone frowned. "Okay. I am really tired. It was a long flight." She stood up and kissed her father on the cheek. Bryan took her hand and they walked to the guest room.

He set his glass down and smoothed his jacket. He then headed to the elevator.

Author's Note: So, this is just going to be a short fun sort of story. Not entirely sure where it will go. But I won't take 20 chapters figuring it out. I have big plans for more stories in the future. Going to expand the universe. Some will be more Persephone focused. I hope you all stay tuned.