Title song by Imani Coppola. It's one of my all-time favourites!

Hello! I'm back! It occurred to me when I reread Wasted Time a few weeks ago that I got Dan rearrested and then completely forgot about him by the end of the story, so it didn't get wrapped up. Oops. I'd been toying with doing a one-shot of Chloe and Lucifer going on holiday and decided to make it a bit longer by including what happened to Dan. I'm expecting this to be two chapters only!

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"But why here." Lucifer grumbled, glaring at the ceiling above their bed.

"Because he's coming to collect Trixie and this is where Trixie is." Chloe said, trying to stifle a laugh.

"Well why can't we drop Beatrice off at his house? We could do a drive by."

Chloe grinned as she scooted forward and settled her head on Lucifer's shoulder. "Why exactly is Dan coming over here such a nightmare scenario for you?"

"Ugh, you know what he's like. He'll just make some asinine comment about how living above a nightclub isn't appropriate for a child - which is clearly ridiculous. Beatrice is in the centre of L.A., she has a lovely bedroom - with a view, might I add - access to a pool, and when she's old enough an open bar. She'll be the most popular girl in school."

"And when is she old enough?" Chloe prompted, prodding his chest.

"Twenty one." Lucifer replied dutifully. "I own a bar, darling. I do know this."

"Just checking. And for the record the pool has already made her the most popular girl in school. If she'd asked to have a sleepover when we lived at my Mum's we might have had maybe a dozen girls. I wouldn't be surprised if her entire class showed up."

"There were thirty seven children. I counted." Lucifer said lowly. Chloe had taken over the job of host as, at the sight of so many children filing into their apartment, Lucifer quickly fled to his piano down in the club. He got on well with Trixie because she was Chloe's, but other children still sent him running for the hills.

One night Lucifer had managed to give her a small idea of the children he encountered in Hell. From what little she heard of them, Chloe couldn't blame him for being skittish.

"Give them a pool, or free food and they'll throw themselves at you. Mortals are very easily won over. Present company excluded of course."

She snuggled further into his side, pleased when his arms came up around her. "Oh, I'm not exactly mortal."

"True. Anyway. Then your ex-husband will make some insulting comment about how I'm a self-centred womanizer, who is dependent on alcohol and am wholly undependable."

"No, he won't."

"Do you want to put money on that, kitten?"

Her silence was answer enough. "Exactly. And he'll start chiding you for your life choices."

"And then I'll remind him that he killed somewhere, covered up evidence, and lied to me for years on end." Chloe finished. "Lucifer. He's Trixie's Dad, he's going to come over sometime. He wants to see where his daughter lives. And once Dan sees that we've made changes to the entrance and he talks to Trixie, who you know loves living here, he'll be fine with it. Besides, you know he's only being so harsh because of Uriel's mind alteration thingy. He was trying to get us back together, remember?"

Lucifer huffed a breath.

"How can I forget? He really left us up shit creek on that one."

"And Dan's been stressed with the Palmetto case having reopened."

"Yes, well. Now I know my family were behind it, he's got a good lawyer again. He'll get off." Lucifer said.

While Lucifer and Chloe had dealt with his Mother and siblings, Dan had been re-arrested after the Palmetto case was leaked to the press and new evidence emerged. Once Amenadiel and Maze had left however, Lucifer had quickly posted bail and set back into motion Dan's previous legal defence. Apparently he did this to right his family's wrong, but Chloe had no doubt that he was doing it for Trixie. Although Lucifer couldn't stand Dan - or Ron, or anyone else Chloe had ever dated for that matter - he knew the child missed her Father (a mystery Lucifer would never be able to understand), and knew that if Trixie was upset so was her Mother.

And so he set to work getting her Dad back. Not that he allowed Dan to know that, just as before.

"He's insufferable enough when he's insulting me, let alone trying to be nice. And this time I won't have Maze to set on him." Lucifer had stated when Chloe had asked why.

"I think you can probably take him on your own." She pointed out.

"Don't tempt me, kitten."

No, her ex-husband and Lucifer fighting was not something that she needed.

Chloe rolled until she was hovering above him. "Alright, Lucifer. How about I make you a deal?" She smiled.

Lucifer's brow quirked questioningly. "A deal."

"Yes."

"I love deals."

"I know." She laughed as Lucifer's hand trailed up her spine.

"Well then." He rolled them over, his arms snug behind her back. "What do you most desire?"

Chloe softly elbowed his gut.

"Oww. Still doesn't work then." He huffed. "What's the deal?"

"You behave while Dan visits, and I'll let you take me on holiday." Chloe smiled.

Lucifer was tempted to point out that it was a win-win situation for Chloe, but he was more interested in finally getting what he'd been pestering for for the last two months. "And I get to choose? Anywhere, and you'll go?"

"Anywhere." Chloe grinned back up at him. His smile was always infectious. "Trixie is going away for her usual two week vacation at Dan's parent's ranch. So it can be just you and me."

Now she was no longer a detective things like holidays had been suddenly opened up to her for the first time since her youth. It had always been hard to balance being a cop with having a family, especially during the long summer break. When Chloe had been a kid, as long ago as that seemed, she remembered well how her busy parents had had to send her to family, to friend's houses or summer camp if they could manage to afford it. And Chloe had mostly loved it all. But it was always those days with her parents that she remembered the most fondly.

With both parents on the force, Trixie had had the same summer experience - although with her Mom's help they'd been able to send Trixie to some great camps.

Now, for the first time Chloe since Trixie was a baby, she got to spend the whole summer with her daughter and it had been wonderful. Nevertheless Trixie loved her trips to her grandparents' ranch, so Chloe wouldn't stop her going. And she was more than thrilled at the prospect of a few uninterrupted weeks with Lucifer. After all, he deserved some unrivalled attention. He'd adapted to life with a nine year old occupying his bachelor pad surprisingly well after all.

After a few weeks he'd even managed to hear Trixie ask about being a flower girl without turning green. Some things didn't change.

"Seal that deal with a kiss?" Lucifer asked, leaning in and offering pursed lips.

"I thought you didn't break a promise?"

His lips turned into a pout which Chloe couldn't resist.

Pushing herself upwards she pressed a kiss to the corner of his mouth before brushing her lips against his.

Expecting to be pulled in for something deeper, Chloe was surprised as Lucifer rolled off her and jumped out the bed.

"Excellent. I best get planning then." He grinned, before heading into their wardrobe.

"Seriously, now?" Chloe called after him.

"Beatrice will be up shortly." Lucifer replied, his voice muffled as he got dressed. "You know how irritable she gets if not fed promptly."

Her head flopped back on the pillow. Yes, a few uninterrupted weeks would be bliss.

Lucifer snickered as he walked past the foot of the bed, immaculately dressed as always. Chloe threw a pillow at his head which he deftly avoided.

"You're really annoying sometimes, you know that?"

"Whatever you say, dear." He smiled as he left their room for the kitchen.

Resisting the urge to have an extra five minutes, Chloe heaved herself up and went to get dressed. They wouldn't have that long to eat before Dan arrived.

By the time she got to the kitchen her favourite smell was already wafting headily through the apartment. Waffles.

Trixie was already digging in with ferocious velocity by the time Chloe came to sit between the two at the kitchen bar. Lucifer's grin only widened when she leant over to press a smacking kiss to his lips in thanks, to which Trixie responded by saying "Ewww!" (Evidently Maze's influence hadn't stopped with her return to Hell). While she had never minded cooking, getting up to find breakfast already made never stopped being wonderful - and Lucifer had long since figured out that his cooking usually helped him to get whatever he wanted.

Which could only mean he wanted to go somewhere unconventional or insanely expensive for their vacation.

"What time's..." Trixie started around a mouthful of food.

"Trix, don't talk with your mouth full." Chloe interrupted, just as Lucifer said with disgust, "Honestly, say it don't spray it."

"Sorry." She apologised, before swallowing and starting again. Lucifer wiped a bit of chewed strawberry off the counter with a look of pure horror. "What time's Dad coming over?"

Chloe checked her watch. "Hmm, he should be here in about twenty minutes. You got your stuff ready, monkey?"

Trixie nodded.

"And I'll pick you up from his apartment around seven."

"Okay, Mom." She smiled up, before continuing to devour her food. Chloe and Lucifer exchanged a look before carrying on with their own meals at a much more normal, non-life threatening rate.

"So, Beatrice." Lucifer started, when the little terror pushed her plate away. "Are you looking forward to staying at your grandparent's farm this summer?"

"The ranch. Yeah, I can't wait! They have so many animals, and they have this really cute dog named Shep, he's so cuddly, and he always licks my face, and I get to feed the chickens which are right next to the house, to keep them away from the coyotes, who are dangerous but also really cute..."

Lucifer leaned into Chloe's side while Trixie continued. "Are you sure she's completely human, as she doesn't appear to need oxygen?"

"...and sometimes they'll take me into Arizona for the day, and we might go to Flagstaff, or maybe even Phoenix, which is really big..."

"Nope. She's just excited." Chloe murmured back through her smile.

"...and Grandpa sometimes gives me piggy back rides." Trixie concluded with a huff before dragging in a breath.

"Alright then." Lucifer said. "Well, that's good to know. Because your Mother and I were considering going away while you're staying there."

"Where?"

Chloe turned to join her daughter's questioning gaze at Lucifer.

"It's a surprise." He grinned. "But don't worry, child. You won't be missing out on anything. It will just be a boring adult holiday, full of boring adult stuff."

Trixie shrugged, "Okay. Well you could come to the ranch with me if you want to have fun?"

"No, no, Beatrice. You enjoy. Besides, something tells me your Grandparents would not want to entertain their ex-daughter-in-law and her new beau."

"True. I wish Dad would come."

"I know, Trixie. But you're Dad has to stay in LA in case the DA need him." Chloe answered. Plus if he left the city the DA might think he was jumping bail, she thought wryly.

"Yeah, okay." She said, before jumping off her stool and running for the door. "I'll go brush my teeth."

"Good girl." Lucifer called out after her, stopping at Chloe's look. "What?"

Chloe rolled her eyes and popped in the last bite of waffle. Closing her eyes she savoured the lightly sugared, warm cake on the tip of her tongue before slowly chewing, well aware that she was frustrating Lucifer in the process. "Mmm." She breathed, before opening her eyes. Scooping up the plates, she hopped off the stool and went to clean the plates.

"You're a cruel minx, Miss Decker." Lucifer grumbled.

"What can I say, I love waffles." She replied, looking over her shoulder at Lucifer still sitting in his chair.

"Positively evil." He tutted before blanching as the newly installed buzzer rang.

They'd made a private entrance around the elevator in Lux, so Lucifer could still get direct access from their apartment but they didn't have to worry about anyone else coming up. One of the staircases in the back of the building was then removed and replaced with an elevator which led into their own private lobby downstairs. All of which Lucifer somehow managed to complete within a week.

He must have called in quite a few favours.

With Lux and the apartment being separated by so many floors, it was impossible to hear any of the commotion downstairs. In other words, Trixie could live in the building and have absolutely no idea about the debauchery going on on the first floor.

"I'll get it. Can you check that Trixie brushed her teeth properly?" Chloe asked, as the buzzer rang again.

"Of course." Lucifer said, kissing her cheek as she brushed past him to the intercom.

Dan was there on the monitor, looking impatient while he waited for a response. Pushing the door release, Chloe moved over to the front door that separated them from the new elevator. It was almost like being in a normal apartment. Except one with a pool, an insane view, and which was owned by the Devil.

So really, what could Dan complain about?

"Hey, Dan." Chloe said, swinging the door open just as the elevator doors opened. "Lucifer's just getting Trix ready, why don't you come in."

"Thanks." He said as he stepped inside. Chloe wasn't sure if Dan had visited Lucifer's apartment before in Uriel's rewritten past and decided it was probably better not to ask. The memory rewrites on the precinct hadn't been too bad, but she was constantly unsure of what she could talk about with Dan and her Mom.

"There's still the elevator to Lux, I see." Dan grumbled as he looked around the living room.

"Trix doesn't know the code and only Lucifer can access it downstairs. He barely uses it anymore, we were actually thinking about blocking it off but figured we'd wait until after the summer break when Trixie's back at school." Chloe answered calmly.

Dan kept glancing around before his eyes settled outside the glass doors. "Is that fence high enough?"

"Yes, Dan."

"I'm just saying, Trixie could fall over it."

"Yeah. If she was a toddler and not a smart nine year old who has enough common sense not to climb on the fence."

Dan nodded again. "I see Lucifer still keeps a bar up here."

"And Trixie knows not to take anything."

He cleared his throat as if ready to raise another concern when Lucifer thankfully joined the party.

"Daniel." Lucifer called from behind them. His hand was resting loosely on Trixie's shoulders as he guided her into the room, her backpack in his other hand. "Good that you could finally visit." He smiled, as Trixie ran forward to give Dan a hug.

Chloe arched a brow as Lucifer set down Trix's stuff and came to wrap his arm tightly around her waist.

"Nice place you have." Dan replied, looking slightly confused by Lucifer's hospitable welcome.

"Thank you. Beatrice certainly seems to think so."

"It's amazing." Trixie said on cue. "Have you seen the pool yet? Mom, can I show him?"

"Sure thing, babe." Chloe smiled, as Trixie dragged Dan outside.

"You didn't bribe Trixie with chocolate cake again, did you?"

Lucifer looked down at her. "Of course not. She doesn't need bribing - she loves living here. Doesn't she?"

She smiled softly. "Yeah, she does."

"I mean, who in their right mind wouldn't like this?"

"Lucifer - Trix loves this apartment. But she loves living with you more."

"Really?" He said, looking quite pleased with himself.

"Of course. You make her breakfast every morning, and usually make dinner - and we both know your food is amazing. You make her laugh - even if it's usually at my expense." She said, scrunching up her nose. "You taught her how to dive when she first got here, and she got so good she's thinking about joining the swimming club at school. I even saw you playing dolls with her the other day."

"I was not playing with dolls," Lucifer said indignantly, "I was merely observing."

"Sure you were."

"She did offer to let me play with Ken, but I got one glance at the void where the family jewels should be and decided that that was not the toy best to represent me."

"Ah." Chloe nodded. "Is that why I saw you holding the ninja ballerina?"

"I think it perfectly captured my ruthless efficiency at punishing the guilty all the while looking totally bangable."He grinned back.

"Please never use the word bangable ever again." Chloe groaned, just as Trixie came barrelling back in.

"What did you think, Daniel?"

"Very nice." Dan said in return, shutting the door behind him.

"Did you remember about Trixie going to stay with your folks?" Chloe asked, her hand moving up to Lucifer's shoulder.

"Yeah, I talked to them the other day. They're really excited about it." Dan smiled down at Trixie.

"I can't wait." She said, as she shrugged on her backpack and grabbed her coat.

"Yes, Beatrice already gave us an in-depth description of the joyous days she can anticipate." Lucifer grinned, before slowly moving - with Chloe in tow - over to the front door. "Well we won't hog you, I'm sure you've got a fun day all planned out."

"Daddy said he'd take me to the beach." Trixie beamed, darting forward to hug Chloe and Lucifer in turn.

"I thought we'd head to Long Beach." He explained.

"Sounds like a wonderful idea." Lucifer said in response. "We went to the beach the other week. Well, a private beach. Which served the most divine gelato." Chloe squeezed Lucifer's arm as Dan began to look disgruntled. "But it didn't have a luxury cruise liner. I was once invited onto the RMS Queen Mary for a murder mystery party - it was delightful."

"Hmm." Dan mumbled, looping an arm over Trixie's shoulders.

"Oh, and before you go. Chloe and I will be going away for a week or two while Beatrice is with her grandparents. But we'll both have our phones if you desperately need to get in contact."

Dan definitely looked displeased now, especially as Lucifer uncurled himself from Chloe's side and began to edge him out the door.

"Where are you going?"

"Oh, it's a surprise." Lucifer grinned, bidding Trixie another farewell and closing the door on them both as they stepped back into the elevator.

Chloe folded her arms. "Lucifer, where are we going?"

"I presume you feel I held up my end of the bargain? I was perfectly civil to Daniel - I didn't call him Detective Douche once. Which I can once again now, since Uriel's dammed meddling has seen him reinstated as a detective."

"Yes, Lucifer. You were civil."

"And so we get to go on vacation?"

"Yes."

"And I get to choose where we go?"

"Yes." Chloe said resignedly.

"And you won't complain if it's expensive?"

"No."

"Excellent." He gave her a face splitting grin. "Although I am starting to wish I'd negotiated a deal which would allow me to pack for you."

Chloe scoffed. "There's nothing you can offer me which would make me agree to that."

He heaved a suffering sigh. "Very well. Pack for warm weather. And swimming. Preferably that red bikini you think I don't know about."

She blinked.

"I see all, kitten."

"Careful, Lucifer. Or I'll start thinking that someone's getting a god complex..."

Lucifer blanched. "Ugh, don't mention Him! Talk about killing the mood."

"Lucifer?" Chloe started, moving back to his side. "Where are we going?"

"I told you, Chloe. It's a surprise." Lucifer winked.

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The murder mystery on Queen Mary is a reference to Third Rock From the Sun! Let me know your thoughts, where you want to see them go, who's POV you want. I will try to get the next chapter posted this weekend, though I do have two action packed days ahead (including an interview tomorrow, eek). Happy weekend everyone 3