Lucifer actually means 'light bringer'

"Oh okay, yea that sounds good..well I’m gonna go change quick, would you like for me to do anything when I get back?" Lucifer asked fidgeting with the collar on the shirt.

"They didn't tell me much about you, save for the glamorous cover story." He shrugged as he headed towards the kitchen, pouring himself a glass of water. "I kinda just want to get to know you right now. If that's alright." Sam motioned towards the spare bedroom with his free hand, signalling that Lucifer was free to leave and change. "You need anything, just ask." 

"I already have a collar that blocks out my powers except for my wings" Lucifer said huffing as he sat down “If it’s not to much to ask..could you remove them for now and maybe I could have a pair of old sweat pants that don’t fit you anymore?". Lucifer sat there fidgeting as he asked the question wincing a little for a possible on coming beating that he might recieve.

"It’s fine I understand..laws and all" Lucifer said sighing in relief when the restraints that were causing him the discomfort were loosened. He opened the bag and started sifting through the cloths picking out a few things to change into “Thank you by the way, you are a lot kinder then most Masters I had, um should I refer to you as Master or would you prefer me not to?" Lucifer asked as he got up off the couch and turned to Sam.

Sam just shrugged. He'd never owned an angel before. "I know it varies. Um, it kind of feels weird to think of being referred to as 'master,' you know? But my brother would freak if I gave you that much leeway, so... if it's just the two of us, call me Sam, alright?" Sam just felt more comfortable if he could talk to his angel like anyone else, even if society dictated something else entirely. 

"I already have a collar that blocks out my powers except for my wings" Lucifer said huffing as he sat down “If it’s not to much to ask..could you remove them for now and maybe I could have a pair of old sweat pants that don’t fit you anymore?". Lucifer sat there fidgeting as he asked the question wincing a little for a possible on coming beating that he might recieve.

Lucifer stayed silent for a moment giving the other a wary look, he seemed nicer then the others, the others didn’t bother standing up for him. “It’s fine..I’m used to it" Lucifer responded in a monotone voice his eyes baring into the soul of the other. 

Lucifer stayed silent as he followed his new Master home, something didn’t seem right why was he so nice it had to be some sort of trick. Lucifer looked the other over curiously as they walked the man was tall and built, if he weren’t an arch-angel he might even be a little intimidated. Lucifer wanted to ask him questions but he decided it best if he not speak at all as Sam guided him threw the streets.

When they arrived at the place Sam called home, he offered Lucifer a shrug. He knew it wasn’t much, just a simple two-bedroom apartment. Nothing like the fancy mansions the politicians get to dwell in. But as far as he was concerned, it was a great home. Sam led Lucifer into the living room and motioned for him to sit down. “You know, you can talk. I’m not going to kill you for just saying a sentence or something."  

”..My previous owners..they would beat me if I spoke out of turn" Lucifer said as he pulled at his restraints which were begining to hurt him “These restraints are starting to hurt, and I can not break out of them". Lucifer untied the rope and pulled it off tossing it on the ground,rubbing at his neck which now had rope burn on it.

"Really? Doesn't sound like you had the right people buying you." Sam sat down on one of the living room chairs, looking over at Lucifer. "And yeah, sorry about that. Laws and everything say I have to keep you bound in public." Sam shrugged like he wished there was another way. "There are easier ways than those, you know." 

Lucifer stayed silent for a moment giving the other a wary look, he seemed nicer then the others, the others didn’t bother standing up for him. “It’s fine..I’m used to it" Lucifer responded in a monotone voice his eyes baring into the soul of the other. 

Lucifer stayed silent as he followed his new Master home, something didn’t seem right why was he so nice it had to be some sort of trick. Lucifer looked the other over curiously as they walked the man was tall and built, if he weren’t an arch-angel he might even be a little intimidated. Lucifer wanted to ask him questions but he decided it best if he not speak at all as Sam guided him threw the streets.

When they arrived at the place Sam called home, he offered Lucifer a shrug. He knew it wasn't much, just a simple two-bedroom apartment. Nothing like the fancy mansions the politicians get to dwell in. But as far as he was concerned, it was a great home. Sam led Lucifer into the living room and motioned for him to sit down. "You know, you can talk. I'm not going to kill you for just saying a sentence or something."  

Lucifer stayed silent for a moment giving the other a wary look, he seemed nicer then the others, the others didn’t bother standing up for him. “It’s fine..I’m used to it" Lucifer responded in a monotone voice his eyes baring into the soul of the other. 

Hellish Rescue | Michael & Naomi

Pins and Needles | Lucifer & Michael

Lucifer nodded quivering slightly as he let his arms slide down laying both arms on the bed letting Michael heal as he let out a shakey breath.

"I... I apologize for the pain you have had to endure, little brother," said Michael quietly, resting one of his hands gently upon the side of Lucifer's face. 

Pins and Needles | Lucifer & Michael

"I-I'm so sorry..I'm a horrible brother, a selfish little brat" Lucifer whispered horsely to Michael as he swallowed thickly again.

Pins and Needles | Lucifer & Michael

Lucifer laid back down and swallowed thickly trying to calm his breathing down as he stared up at his brother not saying a word as he felt the calming effect of the others grace flowing threw his wound. He let out a shakey breath his eyes fluttering closed as he placed a hand gently on his brother's arm.

Michael placed his free hand over his younger brother's, nodding as he kept his gaze upon Lucifer. He kept up the healing energies, determined to undo the damage he had inflicted upon Lucifer. 

Pins and Needles | Lucifer & Michael

Lucifer twitched in his state of unconsious and thrashed slightly as he sat up fast gasping automatically regreting his choice to do so, he yelled out in pain and fell back onto the bed clutching his side.

Michael tensed in his chair, noticing Lucifer's uneasiness as he slept. He was spurned into action at Lucifer's yell, his grace reaching harder for his brother as he hurried up from the chair to Lucifer's side. "Brother, please, lay back," said Michael, putting just the slightest pressure on the younger angel to keep him still. He placed his hand over the injured side, focusing his energies on the wounds that had been so damaging there. "I am sorry for the pain here." Again. "Let me help you, Lucifer." The warmth of his grace seeped out stronger, Michael trying to control his power, so as to keep it soothing and not too overpowering. 

Pins and Needles | Lucifer & Michael

Lucifer laid limply in Michael's arms as he was carried from one corridor to the next until they reached his old room where he was laid gently on the bed making sure none of his injuries were touched.

Pins and Needles | Lucifer & Michael

Lucifer took another deep pain filled breath and let himself relax as he felt a few tears spill from the corner of his eyes as he closed them and slowly fell into unconsciousness.

Michael sighed quietly as he watched his brother slip into the peacefulness (at least, the elder hoped there was a level of peace) of unconsciousness. His hand raised to gently wipe the few tears away, and Michael leaned down to continue whispering to Lucifer. "I am truly sorry, my brother," said Michael quietly. "Rest now, and all will be better when you awaken. For that, I promise you..." 

Hellish Rescue | Michael & Naomi

Pins and Needles | Lucifer & Michael

Lucifer relaxed against his brother as he was moved into a more comfortable position sighing in relief as the pain lessened. "M-My wings" Lucifer breathed gripping his brother tight, he was barelly able to move as he took a deep painful breath in.

"Shh, Lucifer. Shh..." Michael ran a hand through the younger angel's hair, coaxing tendrils of grace over his brother. "It is best not to think of it for now, little brother." He held Lucifer close, careful to keep the touch tight in comfort, but loose enough to not harm the other. To not push against the broken and torn wings; to not break against the cuts and wounds. "Freedom, salvation... It is all at hand, Lucifer. Simply relax for now...."