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Luna could think of somewhere that she would be safer now but going would rip Dymitrius heart apart and she knew it. He didn't want her anywhere near Lucifer and it made sense, of course it did but right now she felt like a ticking time bomb and everything was scaring her. The tears trickled from her eyes as she stayed firmly against him, "but you saw what just happened, I didn't even use my hands for fuck sake it just.. happened. based on my emotions, on our emotions." pulling away from him so that she could look up into his eyes she sighed, "what do we do then D? because I can't just keep leaking magic out like this it's dangerous for all of us."
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Dymitrius frowned, pausing to rest the beer bottle down on the little table next to them he wrapped his arms around her even tighter. He didn’t want her going anywhere, he wanted to be the one to help her, to make her okay. But he knew nothing about magic and he was out if his depth here. Taking in a sharp breath he pulled away to look at him, his hands cupping her face, his thumbs stroking under her eyes delicately to rid them of tears.  “I need to know what you want, if you leave here right now, where are you going?” He asked her. If she had a plan, and it was going to keep them both safe, then maybe he needed to let her go so that she could recover. “Because I need to know wherever you are. I won’t sleep if I leave you to wonder the streets, I won’t forgive myself if anything happened or you while you’re so riled up.” He honestly told her. He grasped her hand, bringing her wrist up and kissing over her bandage repeatedly. Just wishing there was something he could do to stop it for her.
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Luna gazed up at him, the man that had saved her life countless times and now there was nothing more he would be able to do in this case and that was heartbreaking. As his hands wiped away her eyes to clear up her tears a smile creeped on to her lips, "There's only one place I would be safe and keep others safe.. but you aren't going to like it Dymitrius I'll be honest." she closed her eyes tightly trying to clear her mind so that she could think straight, "you are more important than me, you have a kid that is relying on you and a tribe that need you to lead them. I can't risk doing something that is going to bring harm to any of you." watching as he kissed her bandaged wrist she wished that it would be enough to heal the pain but it wasn't. "I'll come back in the morning if I'm stable enough too but I'll message you okay? Just know that I'm doing this for us. For you. Because if I let this magic fester it could kill us both."
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Dymitrius couldn’t believe she was even suggesting it and then aged felt like it was ready to crack out of his chest all over again. He rubbed at his eyes roughly and blinked a couple of times. “Seriously? That’s where you want to go?” He asked her, and she looked like nothing had ever been truer. This was heartbreaking, it felt like he was losing his companion, and no matter how much she was promising this was what they needed to do, it felt like she was being torn away from him. “You’re the most important thing in my life, Luna, you are a one of a kind and if I lose you.. then I lose me. When you go, I go. I promise you that.” He shrugged. “I want you to be okay, I want you to be your best self. And that means letting you go.” He frowned, his face full of such sadness as he grasped her and pulled her so tightly into his arms.
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Luna nibbled on her lip momentarily, "it's not where I want to go but it's where I need to go." She could hear the heartbreak in his voice and it made her feel numb, "You won't lose me, I swear on my life." Lifting her hand up to his face she stroked his cheek softly, a small smile forming on her lips, "there is so much we still haven't done. I want to build a life with you, live this family life with you and grow old together. But for any of that to happen I need to get myself help." slipping her arms tightly around his neck she whispered against his ear, "I love you to the ends of the earth and back again." After a while of simply holding each other they finally let go, her fingers lingering against his, "get some sleep okay? and try and get Shaun to eat something other than nuggets tomorrow." and with that she transported herself down to Hell and she had to reach her arm out to press against the wall to keep her upright, the injury on her wrist getting worse.
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Dymitrius was listening to her words but they weren’t sinking in any more. He was broken, he felt like the one positive he’d been clinging to these last couple of days, it was being whisked away and he held her for as long as she would allow before finally parting. Grabbing her, he pressed so many kisses to her lips. “Don’t forget about me..” he called as she vanished into thin air. The feeling of her leaving him entirely and the sickness took over, rushing into the kitchen to the sink he leaned over to empty the contents of his stomach, gripping onto the stainless steel sink so tight that his fingers were beginning to leave dents in it. But his companion was gone, and he wasn’t sure if, or when, he was ever going to get her back.

Lucifer was getting ready for the evening. The days of torture had come to an end and now he was having some wind down time, sat on his luxurious black suede couch in front of his seventy inch tv screen, a glass of the devils whiskey in his hand and he swilled it around, about to take a sip when his instinct picked up in a difference in the atmosphere and he raised his eyebrows. “Miss Farley.” He called, resting the glass on the coffee table in front of him he got up, only in some black silk pyjama trousers he opened the door to his living room to see her standing there, leaning against the wall and he rushed over, his warm arms raking a hold of her, the look of concern brushing his face. “What on earth is going on?”
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Luna could feel the tears rolling down her cheeks, the impact of her connection being suddenly cut off was hard but it was the only way to keep Dymitrius protected. She could feel how much the magic was hurting him and staying up on Earth was going to make everything so much worse. But now she was down here she could feel the magic trying to escape and it was agonising. Lifting her head when she heard Lucifer's voice that wrapped around her like velvet, "Luci.." she tried to take a step and practically fell into his arms and a small laugh left her, "I don't know anymore but I know I need you." Fumbling with her bandage she exposed the the abnormal cut which was oozing black mist, "drained someone else and now I can't control anything.." As she looked up into his face she could see concern lacing around his brow and it was rather sweet to see but she was forcing the thought of Dymitrius to the forefront of her mind. 
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Lucifer could feel her emotions, well, they were practically oozing out of her injury and he shook his head. They didn’t bother him, and it would take a little work to fix but he was more than certain he’d be able to get it gone for her, to at least stabilise her. “I’m glad you could come to me.” He approved, sweeping her into his arms, one hand around her back and the other beneath her knees, he carried her into his living room and settled her down, switching the main light in so that he could see what he was doing, and it made it very clear to him that if she was left for any longer, it could have made her extremely ill. “You know.. you could keep all this power, harness it and come tell it, if you stayed down here.” He mentioned as he took the bandage off completely, disposing of it to the side so he could take it in and his warm fingertips lingered against it. “I think I have just the thing.” He stood back up straight and went over to his sideboard, retrieving a small vile filled to the brim with a deep purple substance. “I need you to inject this.” He told her sternly, picking up a syringe too he knelt before her, holding it out to her.
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Luna watched as he took in the injury and it didn't seem to terrify him nearly as much as it did for her, "you were the only person I thought could help," she said desperately and as he scooped her up she let her body lean against his chest. Normally she felt so strong down here but right now everything seemed to be taring her apart right now. As he placed her on the chair a small whine left her lips, not wanting to leave the warmth of his body and the comfort that his touch brought her. Damnit, it was near impossible for her to deny the way he made her feel and even more so when she was in this state. "and grow old while you remain as handsome as ever? that truly sounds like my hell," and thats when she covered her mouth, that was the truth of why she had left him and it was the first time admitting it out loud. Her eyes shifted to the syringe in his hand and she took it in hers, "what is it..?" she asked but before he had even answered she injected it against the injury and pushed down until the contents was completely gone and she groaned in pain, her eyes closing tightly.
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Lucifer didn’t want to look too upset, but he.l, she had just finally admitted to why exactly she never wanted to stay down here with him. “I could change all that, you know that.” He said quietly. He could have made her into one of his little demons, and they could have lived a hellishly luxurious life together, she could have had anything she wanted, all the power in the world. But she had given that up for some werewolf, for a mortals life where she would die eventually. And that upset him. He pushed that to the side and he concentrated on her problem for now. “It will tranquilliser the dark magic, just for a little while. Just so that you can get a grasp on whatever the fuck is going on right now.” He told her. His warm fingertips travelling along the vein, helping the substance travel further and further, easing it on until he finally got to her heart and his fingers traced over the imprint outline. “Bastard werewolves, can’t keep their teeth to themselves.” He muttered.
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Luna couldn't hold eye contact with him for a moment, talking about what could be between them had always been difficult and back then she had no idea he was even capable of having children. Did that change anything for her? Possibly. "But would changing what I am change who I am.." that was a major risk and to be ripped away from her magic well that was down right terrifying. Lifting her gaze back up to him she felt a sense of ease run through her as his fingers travelled along her skin. That was until he made contact with her imprint and his touch seemed to intensify, normally that only happened when Dymitrius touched it, "its better than what the last one did," she said simply, littint her hand up to touch his over her heart, "thank you."
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Lucifer shook his head. “I don’t think so. I think you’d always be little Luna Farley, the sweetest sexiest girl to ever exist.” He chuckled softly, pulling his hand away in ehe felt the substance raking over and he picked up the small vile and syringe, standing back up properly. He might have been the devil but he was pretty certain that werewolves were worse. They were very loyal creatures but also so possessive and the anger that ran in their veins was very dangerous. “You never did tell me too much about your ex husband, though I made sure to torture the fuck out of him for you, he wasn’t the nicest man in the world, young emmanuel.” He shook his head, a low chuckle falling from his lips he went and put all the rings away and then sat on the sofa next to her, picking up his whiskey. “So, care to explain what the heck is going on?” He asked.
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Luna let a smile curve onto her lips as she looked away from Lucifer, even when she felt like her body wanted to explode on her he still made her feel incredible. The talk of Emmanuel made hate flow through her body and she was positive that without that liquid from the syringe she would have caused sort of magical reaction. "Good, he deserves everything you can throw at him. He murdered my grandmother and then threatened to do the same to my brother unless I let him imprint.. lets just say he made me his bitch and I wish I could have been the one to kill him." Even if the feeling of him dying had almost killed her it had been the moment she was freed from his grasp. Waiting until he sat down beside her she shuffled so that her body was resting against the arm rest, facing him with her legs crossed, "since you helped restore my magic its been practically flowing out of me and now I don't even need my hands.. " sitting up suddenly she looked at him, "its like part of you is inside of me." she had thought about this for sometime but was afraid to admit it but it made sense.
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Lucifer sipped at the warm whiskey, his eyes on the screen but he wasn’t paying it an ounce of attention, his could he when he had his favourite witch by his side? He hadn’t spent this much time with her for ages and he was lapping it up while he could. “Well I can assure you that Evelyn didn’t come down here. And if she had well, I would have bene giving her a good old time, don’t you worry. She was always such a lovely lady. She even scared me sometimes.” He grinned. That was impossible he was the devil, he wasn’t scared if anything but he reckoned it would lighten the mood a little. He turned his head to face her, raising his brows. “I had to do it somehow Luna, I know I’m the devil but I’m not w fucking miracle worker. Quite the opposite in fact and what you asked from me, it went against all my intentions.” He shrugged gently. “The darkness will always be stronger, I can’t stop that.” He admitted.
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Luna had to laugh as she remembered her grandma's reaction when Lucifer had reluctantly come up to Earth to meet her. It hadn't taken Evelyn long to figure out what was going on because her magic had changed while being around him and she was no fool, "I'm glad she deserves some peace in the afterlife.. and good because she would have beaten your ass if you hurt me." When he turned to face her it all made sense now, of course he had given her some of himself in order to save her. It explained why all these feelings were surfacing with such force, "but you did it for me anyway.." shifting herself on the sofa so that she was sat beside him she leaned herself against him, letting the heat from his skin warm her own up. Letting her hand linger over his she let silence fall between them for a minute or so before speaking again, "will you help me learn to control it?" 
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