So I've read several one-shots of this same idea, but they never actually get out, and in one they died, so I wanted to make one where they got out. This is going to be a collection of my little one-shots since I seem to be thinking of a lot of 'what if' situations and one-shots as I go back and watch Lucifer again in preparation for next week. So here we go.
Reviews/Comments welcome!
DISCLAIMER: Not my characters. Just playing with them.
"Detective!" Lucifer shouted a second before the bomb exploded, and Chloe felt something solid hit her before her world went black.
It's impossible to tell how long she was unconscious. Chloe slowly comes around though, blinking a few times, and for a moment she thinks that she's blind. Then she realizes it's just dark. The air is stale but warm, and Chloe takes stock for a moment before she tries moving. She remembers they were in some sort of warehouse. They didn't know the suspect had a bomb strapped to himself. They tried to talk him down but by then they couldn't leave, and she couldn't risk shooting him. Lucifer was at her side, surprisingly quiet and tense. She almost had him ready to put the switch down when backup arrived. The noise behind her spooked him and he pressed the button. Then chaos, and then nothing.
She didn't seem to be in pain anywhere, so either she was in shock from a serious injury or she was surprisingly uninjured. Slowly, she lifts one hand to see how big of a pocket she is trapped in, when her question about where Lucifer is, is answered when her hand comes up against his chest. "Lucifer?" She asks in a soft tone, knowing he must be conscious because he appeared to be on his hands and knees.
"Good. You're finally awake, Detective. I was starting to get worried." Lucifer replies, though his voice is strained and doesn't have the usual humor or playfulness to it. "Are you hurt?" He asks in concern, grunting a little as if exerting himself as he moves down and then pushes back up, letting out a little sigh.
"I'm fine, I think.." Chloe moves the rest of her limbs to make sure that's true, and she jumps a little in surprise as she comes across something soft. "What the.." She says in surprise, frowning a little. "Lucifer? What..." She trails off as she reaches up to touch him, moving her hands up his neck slowly to touch his face so she knows where he is. "Where are we?" She asks as she looks in the direction of his face.
Lucifer sighs a little, taking a deep breath. "I really need you to stay calm, Detective." He says quietly before concentrating for a moment, a soft glow starting to form all around them.
Blinking a few times, Chloe looks up at where her hands are on either side of a worried looking Lucifer's face, she moves her hands away slowly to look around at where the dull glow is coming from. "Are those.. wings?" She asks as she looks at the soft feathers that are all around them, staring for a few moments in shock before she returns her eyes to Lucifer. "You're.. it.. it's all real." She says in shock as she looks at him, but she doesn't have time to dwell. "Are you.. how much are you holding up?"S he asks as she puts her hands on his arms which feel like steel under her hands.
"I didn't really look. A bomb was going off, I just knew I had to protect you. But from the feel of it, quite a bit." Lucifer says a little more sharply than he intended, but it's not exactly a walk in the park to be holding up various debris, especially when he's not immortal with the Detective around.
Nodding in understanding, Chloe watches him. "Thank you, for saving me." She says sincerely as she looks at him. "Can.. can you get us out of here?" She asks tentatively as she looks around at the softly glowing feathers.
With a small groan, Lucifer closes his eyes and pushes his wings out another few inches, creating a larger pocket for them. "I think so." He finally answers, nodding a little. "I need you to make yourself as small as possible though, Detective. Thank my Father for your small form." He says as he opens his eyes to look down at her. "Once I'm not supporting everything on my arms, I'm going to pick you up, and try to stand. Hopefully the debris isn't that thick, I can't exactly dig us out and hold onto you at the same time." He points out as he looks at her. "And keep your arms over your head. Just in case."
In this instance, Chloe is more than happy to take orders from Lucifer, because it's not as if she can contribute a lot to the situation. She squirms and wiggles until she can pull her legs up to her chest, glad that she's at least still somewhat flexible to make this easier for her. She lays on her side, knees held to her chest, head down and her arms over her chest, peeking out up at Lucifer. "This good?" She asks in a somewhat muffled tone.
Nodding a little Lucifer slowly works his knees forward, pushing up and outward with his wings. He groans a little as he gets one knee up, the movement slow but progress is being made. It's difficult since he has to keep his wings forward enough to protect Chloe as well as push upward at the same time. He pauses, panting, when he's made enough room, reaching down and picking his Detective up just as she is. It's awkward but he manages to hold her close against his chest as he slowly gets his feet under him and pushes upward until he's on is feet but still bent over.
"We're close. I can feel fresh air." Chloe offers, slowly moving to snake her arms around Lucifer's neck because it makes her feel safer that way and less likely to be dropped.
Lucifer looks at Chloe and he smirks a little, since their faces are quite close together now. "Kiss for luck?" He jokes, but his voice is strained and he immediately takes a deep breath afterward, pushing out his wings a little more before he brings them in closer and then throws them back upward, tossing the remaining debris in every direction, leaving him standing in an almost crater-like hole. The light is dim, since it's almost dusk, but lights can be seen not too far away. Knowing his breakout will catch attention, the Devil retracts his wings and winces a little as he puts them into whatever interdimensional space they go into when they disappear. He then shifts his hold on Chloe a little so one arm is under her legs and he's holding her more bridal style. "Over here!" He shouts as he climbs carefully up onto some debris.
That is the single most powerful thing Chloe has ever seen and experienced, and she can't help but look over his shoulder, one hand moving down his back to feel over where the wings should be attached. "Luci...you've got some 'splainin' to do." She says in a bad mockery of Ricky Ricardo.
As emergency crews start to converge on them, Lucifer just throws his head back and laughs. Trust his Detective to come up with some witty remark in a moment that easily could have had her angry or freaking out depending on her mood. Instead she takes it in stride. He should have known she wouldn't be scared off by something like that. He'll even let the nickname slide. And he does know he'll have to endure what will possibly be hours of interrogation, but it will be worth it to have her finally believe him.