Who’s Your Daddy?
@whitelightnephil plotted for a starter
Given how much Lucifer slept around, he was bound to become a father eventually. That didn’t mean he was to accept it, though. When presented with the news, he’d ultimately denied it and broken all contact with her, forcing her to raise thier child with their biological father.
It wasn’t until the child was grown that Lucifer picked up the aura of a powerful Nephilim. After following the scent, he started to realise it was more than her angelic power he was picking up. They were...connected. This was the child he abandoned all those years ago. She had to be. All the more reason to make contact.
So, Lucifer spent a week or so watching her and learning little things about his apparent daughter. Once he’d gathered enough information, he’d decided it was finally time to meet her. Not wanting any interruption or eavesdroppers, Lucifer had waited until she was alone in her home to make himself known. For all those who knew the signs, the room temperature suddenly dropping significantly would have alerted them to his presence. “Hi, honey,” he greeted her, far too casually for a stranger who had just seemingly appeared out of nowhere in her home.