Eight months later
Lucifer's POV
"Lucifer," Vanessa whined. I looked over at her to see she was looking down at the floor. "I think my water broke," she said. I looked down to notice the puddle around her.
Over the past months, her stomach grew big and her mood swings were more frequent and what had me dying the most was her always needed cravings. She'd wake me up late at night crying telling me how much she wanted French fries dipped in ice cream. Sometimes, it was funny but when I laughed she'd cry more screaming about how much I always make fun of her because she looks like a "f*****g planet".
"Oh s**t! Rosemary!" I shouted hopeful she will hear or someone will retrieve her for me. In seconds, Rose burst into the room looking around with a pot in her hands. She then looked at Vanes
