Everything happened so fast.
Lucifer and Marcus were at each other's throats, and the devil was actually winning...
Maze, in the struggle, whips out her hell-forged blade and stabs Lucifer's side. Lucifer is stunned and lets go of Marcus, looks at his demon in utter disbelief.
He pulls the knife out and then turns his gaze back to his General with a broken expression. But then his lips upturn and he just nods.
"Well played, Mazikeen," And hands her the blade. She stares in confusion and tears start to form in her eyes, realizing what she had done. Lucifer vanishes in the blink of an eye.
He lands on the balcony of his penthouse, spent, bleeding all over his marble floors as he limps his way through the bathroom.
Clothes removed, he could see the nasty wound caused by the blade and tries to clean it up or stitch it. But he knows it's futile. He'll die in a few hours if he's lucky.
He puts on a bandage around his torso and puts on a shirt and finally sits, and rests his head on top of the couch. He would've wanted company but he knew he couldn't give them the satisfaction if he's this weak.
And if the situation could get any worse, Chloe barges in the penthouse and starts to berate him for assaulting Marcus. He lets the Detective reprimand him and doesn't make an attempt to defend himself because he knows she wouldn't believe him anyway.
He was standing the entire time from the moment she arrived, gritting his teeth to forget about the painful injury which was made worse by her presence.
"What do you have to say for yourself?" Chloe's fuming mad as she continues her tirade.
Lucifer merely shrugs, because what else could he say?
Sorry for wanting to make sure you're alright? That you're safe?
Sorry for trying to save you from the first murderer who's using you as a means to an end?
Sorry, I let it happen in the first place?
In the end, he settles with the words, "I'll tell you what you want to hear," He says softly, "Sorry I kick Pierce's arse," He gestures with an air quote and continues "But if you're asking if I feel some remorse, then sorry to disappoint. He deserved it, and more."
The sound of her slap resound in the vicinity and Lucifer closes his eyes to try to dull his senses.
He probably deserves her wrath, he thinks, proceeds to nurse the afflicted cheek and tells her,
"Yeah, okay. I got the message. You'd rather believe I've lost my mind than trust me as your partner, who's been with you for two and a half years," He keeps his voice even, "But you're right, you can't trust me because I'm the devil. The devil cannot be trusted." He clenches and unclenches his fists and calmly continues, "Do whatever it is that you need to do, Detective. But, I am begging you to be careful because I won't be around to protect you this time,"
"You're unbelievable," She shakes her head in utter dismay and leaves for the lift, jabs on the buttons forcefully in a rush to get out of the place.
The cabin door closes and Lucifer almost lose his footing, having endured the pain as best as he can, but he rights himself at the last minute.
It won't be long now.
He goes to the balcony, sits in the corner, and sprawls his legs. He looks up to the sky and says,
"My wish is still the same. Keep her safe, and I'll be what you wanted me to be. You have my word, Dad,"
The devil closes his eyes as he draws his last breath and bows his head down. He knew he was back the minute the ashes fell on his suit.
Fifteen minutes later, Amenadiel strolls in the penthouse like always, ever since considering Lucifer as his path to redemption.
He notices the unmoving figure and approached slowly. The second he's near enough, he discovers his brother soaked in a pool of blood.
Lucifer's lips are already purple, and his pulse is gone, but Amenadiel hoped it wasn't too late.
He phones Linda, asks her what he needed to do, and she goes and reminds him she's a therapist and to call 911, and that she's driving over to wherever hospital they'll take him.
He dials Maze's number (after calling for an ambulance) but she doesn't pick up.
He was gonna call Chloe, too, but maybe he could delay the news until he finds something that could bring his brother back.
The medics announce that the club owner is dead, and Amenadiel lets them take his body. He informs Linda of the hospital, Saint Claire, and asked to meet him there. He forgot to tell the therapist not to call Chloe.
Linda fires a quick text to the Detective before driving off.
Chloe rushes to Saint Claire's upon receiving Linda's text. She breaks the speed limit, even turning her lights and sirens on where every driver she comes across pulls over, allowing her to get to the hospital in record time.
The detective finds Amenadiel consoling Linda, and when they spot the officer, Amenadiel points to the morgue and Chloe deliberately drags her feet to reach the room.
What the hell happened, though? They had an argument a few hours ago - Lucifer did look pale but he insisted he's fine.
Someone from the staff informs her about a fatal wound infection, a stab on his side that had caused him to bleed out.
How could she have not noticed?
Chloe Decker is in shock and doesn't know what to feel at the moment, when another person shows up.
"W-hat?" The detective backs away, eyes switching back and forth from the body on the slab and to the man who's standing across them. It was only when Amenadiel spoke that the detective realized it was someone else.
"What are you doing here, Michael?"
"Where is Mazikeen?"
"I don't know. Why are you even looking for her?"
"She was supposedly Lucifer's right-hand demon, and she betrayed him. I shall take her back to the fiery pits and let our brother deal with her insolence,"
"I'll let you know when I find her,"
"No need. I can track her down. I just thought she would make it easier by coming here and seeing her handiwork. But, I stand corrected,"
Michael takes the onyx ring from Lucifer's fingers and tells them "He would want this back. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a demon to catch,"
He strides out of the morgue and is out of sight in seconds.
With Michael gone, Chloe Decker finally snaps "What is with you people and metaphors?! Lucifer has a twin brother? How the heck is he going to give that ring back to him when he's here, busy being dead? What the fuck is going on, Amenadiel?" She frustratingly runs a hand over her face and exhales, then puts her hands behind her head, visibly distraught.
"Calm down, Chloe."
"You calm down!" She points her fingers at Lucifer's brothers who is probably just trying to help. "Would someone, please, please, explain all of this to me?"
"You wouldn't believe me even if I told you,"
"What, that he's really the devil?" Amenadiel nods and the gesture only added fuel to the fire. "Damn it, Amenadiel! Stop lying to me!"
"You're clearly out of sorts, Miss Decker. Go home. I'll provide you the details of his wake. Please. Don't make this harder than it already is."
Somehow, the detective regains her composure and quickly apologized. What now?
Amenadiel doesn't know what to feel. On one hand, he's glad that Michael showed up, doing this favor for Lucifer (although he's not sure if his devil of a brother did ask for Michael's help), but on the other, he's sad that Lucifer couldn't go back anymore.
That, and it would seem he's the only celestial being, left on the earthly plane. Guess he's about to find out in a few days. For now, a funeral is a must. Human custom and such.
The club. He has to take care of that, too.
Chloe. Yeah, he'll probably look after her anyway.
And Maze - he hopes Lucifer would spare her life despite her transgression.
A/N: I'm on a roll? Yeah, basically posting available drafts that I've added/edited stuff into because 3x20 had so much angst. And this is me coping with that angst. Hope you like it? :D