I just started watching the show, and it's so good! This story is circa mid season 2, so bear with me if I'm not completely up to date on the facts yet! Hope you all enjoy! I don't own any of the content or characters from "Lucifer".
"Stop here," she instructed the cab driver. The man glanced over his shoulder with a raised brow.
"You sure?" he asked in a gruff voice.
She looked out the window to her destination.
"Yes," she nodded, pulling out a few crumpled bills from her backpack. She paid the driver and exited the cab. Her boots hit the sidewalk as the sounds of the bustling Friday night continued around her. Car horns, vibrating music, passerbys talking, and more.
Trixie Espinoza looked up at the giant "LUX" nightclub sign above her. The letters glowed invitingly. The young girl smiled, pleased that she reached her destination. She realized that it was late at night and her mother didn't know of her whereabouts, but she knew she was safe here.
Trixie pulled her backpack straps higher on her shoulders and walked towards the doors. A large, built bouncer looked down towards the sidewalk at the young girl wearing a bright purple jacket and curly brown hair.
"Excuse me," Trixie smiled, "I'm looking for Lucifer."
The bouncer looked unamused, "And you are?"
"A friend."
"I don't think so. Get lost, kid."
Trixie frowned, not expecting the rejection, "But I know Lucifer! He comes over and eats sandwiches with Mommy and I."
"Whatever, kid," the bouncer retorted, "beat it before I call the police."
Incoming party goers shuffled towards the doorway. Trixie was pushed back by the strangers who were clamoring towards the entrance. The young girl smiled as a new idea came to mind. The bouncer was too busy checking IDs to notice her. Trixie hid behind a woman's legs as she slowly snuck through the door and into the nightclub.
The little girl looked around, trying to see through the strobing lights and dancing nightclubbers for Lucifer. Trixie walked towards the bar.
"Excuse me!" Trixie called towards one of the waitresses.
She looked down at Trixie, surprised, "Where's your mom, sweetie?"
"She's with Luc-I mean, Mr. Morningstar," Trixie smiled innocently, "Is he here?"
"Upstairs," she nodded towards the elevator.
Trixie followed her direction and pressed the button for the elevator car. After a few seconds the doors opened and she stepped inside. As the elevator rose, the blasting music of the nightclub faded as she fled the raging scene and loud noise. The elevator doors dinged open silently as she heard beautiful piano music replace the raging beats of the nightclub.
Trixie silently stepped forward, enthralled by the music. The upstairs lounge was Lucifer's home, a place she'd never stepped into before. She stood at the entrance, watching as his hands gracefully glided over the black and white keys. He was wearing a crisp black suit as dark as his hair. His back was facing her, but he had sensed her presence the moment she had stepped through the door.
Regardless, Lucifer kept playing. Trixie slowly walked forward as Lucifer's fingers danced over the keys. He seemed immersed in the music, his body slightly swaying with each note. When he finished, an arm reached for his drink on the piano. Trixie thought she was still unseen.
"Ah, Offspring," Lucifer purred like a cat, "What brings you to my home at this late hour?"
"Hi, Lucifer," Trixie closed the distance between her and him. He turned to face her, an amused expression on his face as he examined her colorful outfit with the rather dark setting of his home.
"Does the Detective know you're here?"
At that, Trixie looked at her shoes, "No…."
Lucifer downed the last of his drink.
Trixie sighed, feeling guilt in her chest, "I probably should have told her….but I just wanted to be with you."
Lucifer recoiled slightly in surprise. The child wanted to be with him? Strange humans…
She scooted up on the piano bench next to him. Lucifer slightly moved away, afraid she might go for an unwarranted hug.
"Mommy and Daddy were fighting again."
"Ah," Lucifer huffed, "Detective Douche."
"It was about me…."
Lucifer refilled his glass, not offering sympathy, "And?"
"I just hate it when they fight about me…"
"Oh, don't flatter yourself, child," Lucifer scoffed, "I cannot for the life of me understand why humans consider their offspring so special."
"What do I do, Lucifer?" Trixie asked, her big, brown eyes full of sadness, "I don't want them to fight about me again…."
"My father cast me out of the Silver City to the depths of an eternal torture," Lucifer sipped his drink, "Your situation is far from concerning to me."
Trixie shrugged, "I guess you're right...there are other kids out there who have it worse than me….but what do I do when they start fighting? How do I get them to stop?"
"I staged a rebellion to counter my father's rule," Lucifer shrugged.
Trixie opened her mouth to speak, but Lucifer's phone rang. He saw the name "Detective Decker" on his screen.
"Thank goodness," Lucifer rolled his eyes, pressing the phone against his ear, "Detective Decker, you must keep a leash around your offspring. She's terribly contriving."
"She's at your place!?" Chloe's relieved voice sounded through the phone.
"Yes," Lucifer complained, "and I do not know why, she interrupted a perfect piano session."
He could practically feel her eye roll, "Lucifer, is she okay?" Chloe asked, trying to keep the panic out of her voice.
Lucifer put the phone down for a second, "Small child."
Trixie looked at him.
"Your mother is inquiring if you're alright?"
She nodded glumly.
"It appears so, though I cannot be sure with this breed."
"Okay, I'm on my way. Just...entertain her for a little bit."
Lucifer sighed, "Oh, alright, detective, but do hurry. She may stage a hug at any given moment and that truly is frightening."
A few minutes later, Chloe rushed through the elevator doors to Lucifer's loft. She stopped short, seeing Lucifer and Trixie sitting on the piano bench together.
"No, not that key," Lucifer tutted, "this one."
He pressed down one of the white keys. She followed, mimicing his movements exactly.
"Perfect. See? There might be some hope left in you after all, child."
Chloe cleared her throat. Trixie turned around to see her mother. With a big smile she jumped off the bench and ran towards her. Chloe embraced her tightly.
"I'm sorry, mommy," Trixie whispered in her ear.
"That's okay, Monkey," Chloe hugged her hard, "as long as you're safe, just don't do it again. You'll give mommy a heart attack."
Trixie laughs as she pulled away. Lucifer leaned against the piano, watching the mother daughter reunion.
"Thank you," Chloe smiled at him.
"My pleasure, detective. Your offspring is not unmanageable."
That was the closest thing to a compliment that lucifer would get to.
Chloe looked at her watch: 1:45 AM.
"We'd better head back," Chloe grabbed Trixie's hand, "we've got a big day tomorrow."
"Ah, yes," Lucifer took a few steps forward, "another day, another murder."
Chloe rolled her eyes, looking Lucifer with an expression that said "not in front of my young daughter." Lucifer seemed not to notice.
"Say goodbye to Lucifer, honey," Chloe slowly nudged her forward.
"Bye, Lucifer!" Trixie ran forward and wrapped her hand around the club owner's waist. He recoiled slightly, tense under her embrace.
"Oh...um, yes…," Lucifer awkwardly patted her head, "run along now, small human."
Trixie laughed as she joined her mom's side in the elevator car.
"See you tomorrow morning, detective," Lucifer dipped his head.
"Are you sure you're going to be okay here alone?" Chloe raised a brow, looking at the large, empty loft except for Lucifer.
"Your concern is flattering, Detective," Lucifer smiled devilishly, "I think I can fare quite well on my own. Goodnight."
"Night," Chloe smiled as the elevator doors slid closed.
The car touched the ground floor and she rushed Trixie out the door to the open street.
Trixie was smiling and Chloe was just glad she was safe-
BANG BANG BANG!
Chloe gasped as she and Trixie went tumbling to the floor. She felt the cold cement beneath her. Screams started to sound from all around her. Rampaging footsteps came from all directions. Chloe looked up, disoriented.
Those were definitely gunshots.
"Trixie!?" she looked to her side. Her daughter was sitting up, unharmed. Her heart swelled with relief as she gathered her in her arms and ran straight towards her car. She quickly placed Trixie in the backseat, shielding her from the sounds and rapid commotion.
"Mommy?" Trixie whimpered, scared.
"It's okay, baby," she tried to keep calm, "it's okay."
Chloe reached for her gun and badge in the glove compartment. She turned around. People were running out of Lux. That was were the gunshots came from.
Lucifer was still in there.
Sirens were sounding in the distance, rapidly approaching. A squad car screeched to a stop. She recognized one of the officers from her precinct. Chloe made sure Trixie was safe with the officers as she sprinted towards the entrance of Lux praying her friend was still alive.
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