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Title: The Lord of Hell
Summary: A next scene following the end of episode 10 of season 4
Spoilers: All of season 4, to be safe.
Chloe heard the faint buzzing of her phone, and turned away from the railing. She had no idea how long she'd been standing there staring after him. It could've been seconds, minutes, or hours. She went to the couch where she'd dropped her bag, and reached in for it.
The message light blinked on it, and she woke it up. "Lord of Hell" came across her screen. She smiled, Lucifer took it one day after she left it lying around and nicknamed himself. She pressed play.
His face came on the screen. "You may find it hard to believe, but it isn't goodbye. I've recently begun to see that I could never say goodbye to you. Not permanently at least. Chloe pressed the tip of the axe against his chest. "You jumped in front of an axe for me," she said. I know. I'd do it again," he replied. She should've realized then the depth of his love for her.
"I never wanted you to see me like that. I'm a different man, if I'm still even human." he started the same line he'd said hours before. She rubbed her arms where demons had grabbed her. He'd gone full devil, the power echoing in his voice as he ordered them to let her go, and return to Hell. She watched him, eyes never leaving his face as Maze, and Amenadiel stood on either side as if henchmen waiting to see his will done. She needed to make him understand she accepted him as he was. She loved him, devil or no.
"I learned to like being cruel. Manipulating humans to do my bidding; torturing them in a physical, and mental capacity. I was banished from my home, and family, with no hope of ever returning. I learned to make the best of it. "
"I lost the purpose of it all, forgot there was another way. You reminded me of that. Justice and punishment have no purpose without compassion, and honesty." Chloe wiped at her eye. How many times had he told her what he was? Was it pride that made her doubt? Was it cynicism? She didn't know who she was angrier with, him for not showing her, or herself for not believing.
His eyes suddenly held the wisdom of the ages. "We have rotten timing don't we?" Chloe chuckled, and nodded through tears.
"I need to be worthy of your love. I have to face what I've done in hell, and what I almost allowed to happen on earth. A world without you, isn't worth living in." Chloe forced herself to continue looking at him as if noticing the passion in his eyes for the first time. His intensity caught her breathless.
An instant later he was every inch the Lord of Hell giving her instructions. "I haven't left you without a defense. The safe's combination is your birthday. I left you a signet ring with a few drops of my blood placed in it. Wear it, and think of me, and I will find a way to help you. The club is Maze's, but you and the spawn may have the penthouse. You need somewhere more becoming, if you are to become my consort. I will never stop loving you Chloe Jane Decker." He lifted two fingers to his lips and put them on the screen. Then it faded to black.
She opened the safe and took the ring out. It was strung onto a delicate silver chain, and she lifted it over her head. She settled back against the cushions, wine glass in her hand. "I guess you have your reasons, even though I disagree with them. It is admirable to want to take responsibility for your actions. Linda might even say it was a sign of growth. I will spend the rest of my life regretting the fact I didn't believe you. I love you. Come back to me." She kissed it, and slipped it underneath her shirt.
Chloe's hand grazed a jacket he'd left slung over the back of the sofa. She pulled it down covering herself in it. It smelled of aftershave with a smoky note to it; very Lucifer. She closed her eyes and allowed the scent to comfort her.