A/N: I am loving this show. Last week's end with Chloe going to Lucifer and playing Heart and Soul on the piano with him was one of the most heartwarming moments I've seen in a long time. If you haven't looked up the lyrics to that song…you should. I suspect we have some foreshadowing.

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Chapter 2: The Feels

She quietly got up glancing at Lucifer sleeping beside her. She couldn't suppress a grin. She and Lucifer had had a sleepover but it had been totally innocent. She kept remembering that time when Dan and Trixie had come over after Lucifer had broken in and was making breakfast. Dan jumped to the wrong conclusion and Trixie had innocently asked if they had had a sleepover. Funny enough it had actually happened but luckily she didn't have to explain it to anyone.

About an hour after he had fallen asleep in her lap; her legs started cramping. She carefully attempted to slip out from under him but he had awoken all groggy. He had looked at her worried and quietly asked, "Are we at the point where you throw me out of your house again?"

She had assured him he could stay and sleep but it would be better if they pulled out the sofa bed he was on. Despite his grogginess he had grinned mischievously, eyes sparkling and asked, "am I sleeping in your bed?"

She sighed. "Yes so I will sleep in Trixie's room."

His eyes widened. "No I wouldn't feel right about that. Stay…please I promise I'll behave."

He looked as innocent as possible, she had to admit she was tired and wanted nothing more than to crawl into her own bed. "If you promise to sleep on that side of the bed and stay on that side of the bed, I'll stay."

He looked contrite at first but then his eyes dropped downward to linger on her lips. "Rest assured I'll be on my best behavior. However you don't know what you are missing."

I'll take my chances," she assured him.

He helped her put pillows, sheets and blankets out then he lay down on his side. "See detective I'm a perfect gentleman, nothing to worry about." His eyes dropped to her lips again.

Her heart gave an odd leap, he could be amusing and charming but she had a marriage to save.

"Good, you just stay on your side." She lay down and sighed. It had been a long day.

She awoke early the next morning wondering how a fire was cracking in the fireplace until she blinked and realized Lucifer was sitting in front of it.

She sat up abruptly. "Are you okay?' She asked as he sat so quietly staring at the fire almost transfixed.

"Hmm?" he turned to look at her as if he'd forgotten she was there.

"How are you feeling?" She frowned wondering if he was cold again.

"Fine, fine." He got up quickly. "I'm just making us some breakie."

And like quicksilver that pensive look was gone and he was back to his light-hearted self.

She got out of bed and headed for the shower. While the warm water washed over her she thought about Dr. Martin. Whatever she was doing other then having sex with him, seemed to be working.

He wasn't as shallow as he had been when she first met him. Or perhaps she was just developing a tolerance to his more annoying traits. Either way she was starting to see a man she liked more and more as he became less annoying. She dried off and got dressed. She put on a dress for a change with a short jacket. She left her hair to dry naturally.

She noted Lucifer gave her a warm appraising look from head to toe then back again. He didn't say anything but his smile and raised eyebrows let her know she looked good. There was something about being appreciated. Dan hasn't said or done anything in a very long time.

She smiled at him as she walked into the kitchen to help.

""Uh uh detective. Go sit at the table and let serve you. I owe you one for last night although if you ever feel cold-you are more than welcome to come to Lux and spend the night with me…I promise to warm you up every way imaginable…."

She rolled her eyes and sat down at the table. He put toast and eggs in front of her.

He winked "My speciality."

She nodded, of course - deviled eggs. "Thank you for making breakfast." She said sincerely taking a bite. "Oh my God this is delicious." They were hands down the best deviled eggs she had ever tasted.

"God had nothing to do with it." He responded wryly. "It's the dash of paprika I add. It would be even better if you had gotten around to buying the truffle oil I had recommended." He chastised her with a pointed look.

"There is no way these could be any better." She smiled at him after swallowing.

"Well I'm glad you like them. If you keep me around you could have a breakfast like this everyday."

She looked at him aghast. "Seriously you would cook every day?"

His eyes sparkled. "Yes – tempted?"

She nodded. "By your cooking skills yes but not by anything else."

"Perhaps not yet, but in time," he said smugly.

She grew serious. "Seriously Lucifer, you know Dan and I are trying to work things out. We had a good marriage until he let work get in the way. He really is making an effort for me and Trixie."

Lucifer's mood seemed to grow darker. "Are you attracted to him?"

"I love him, I haven't ever stopped." She told him honestly.

He snorted. "Love. You haven't answered my question. Are you attracted to him?"

"YES!" she practically shouted. She was getting annoyed until she looked at him and saw a flash of sadness; it disappeared as quickly as it had appeared.

"Well then good for you. I better be off; Maze will be waiting. And thank you again for last night." He left.

Chloe frowned. What had just happened? They were have a lovely time and then it came to an abrupt halt. He clearly did not like Dan. What did it matter? Lucifer clearly was a playboy and she doubted that would ever change. He was persistent though and if she were honest with herself it was rather flattering when he could just give up and move onto another conquest.

A call interrupted her thoughts. She was to head to the city centre to a crime scene that related to the missing child. She called Lucifer and headed there.

It was an old house. She was informed the owner had died six months prior and the heirs were in legal disputes over the will. The caretaker had discovered a blood soaked living room upon making his rounds this morning. No body had been found but a small stuffed animal belonging to the missing five year old girl was at the scene. Chloe shuddered over the implication.

"Definitely human." Lucifer stated coming up behind her licking his finger.

"Ugh." She shuddered again.

Lucifer looked around. "Marvelous house, one could hold really creepy parties here."

"We need to search it. No body has been found yet," Chloe informed him.

Lucifer looked around intently. "Houses like this have lots of hidden passages – perfect for nefarious deeds."

"Lucifer, we are looking for a body, potentially a child's body. I know you don't care for children and aside from Father Frank generally show little empathy for anyone but I do care. Finding victims is always hard on me. They shouldn't have died they leave heartbroken loved ones behind that I usually have to do my best to comfort and in this case a little girl, Hannah, is missing, she's close to Trixie's age and we may very well be finding her…" her voice cracked as she cleared her throat "her body shortly."

Lucifer started at her with curiosity then frowned as if deep in thought.

"Come on." She said taking a deep breath.

"No wait I hadn't thought of it that way. This is really affecting you. I can see that-more so than any case we've working to date. If, um…" he stuttered for words "you know the worst thing happens you can talk to me about your feelings or cry on my shoulder." He offered looking serious and sincere all at the same time.

'I'm like an onion, I have layers' the memory of his words flashed thought her head. Dr. Linda really was working some magic on him. "Thank you Lucifer I know feelings aren't your thing so I appreciate it." She smiled gratefully.

He gave a nod and a little smile. "Okay then off we pop on a hunt."

They went from room to room when Lucifer suddenly stopped; he stared intently at a wall in the library.

"What is it?" Chloe asked.

"Not sure just a feeling." He went over to the wall and pressed on it, a click resonated and it suddenly slid backwards revealing a dark tunnel.

"Ta da," he grinned.

She pulled out her gun and flashlight and beckoned him behind her. She saw blood on the steps as it glistened in the glow of the flashlight. "Detective…' Chloe turned holding her finger to her lips as they neared a staircase leading down. The old cement walls were wet from dampness and the temperature dropped. She glanced at Lucifer but he seemed to be okay at least he wasn't shivering.

They arrived at a locked door. She listened at the crack but there was only silence. She kicked it open earning a purr from Lucifer.

She shone the light in and gasped. In the silvery white glow of the flashlight a pentagram appeared on the wall with a caricature of the devil.

Lucifer snarled behind her. "Idiotic – this has absolutely nothing to do with the devil and I certainly do not look like a horned goat creature."

"Aside from the fact you see to be horny all the time." Chloe added wryly.

"Now now detective it would do you a world of good to not be so uptight."

Silence.

"Detective?" She was staring at something in the corner. His view was blocked by a shelf. He stepped closer and stopped. "Bloody hell."

"Someone is making sacrifices to the devil." Chloe stated.

A priest lay on his back and what appeared to be a ceremonial dagger protruded from his chest. Bloody cups lay on the floor as it someone had drunken from the priest's blood.

"This is ridiculous. Why would you humans do this? They'll end up in hell soon enough why hasten the process in such a disturbing way." Lucifer growled.

She moved closer to Lucifer putting her hand on his arm. She could tell he was agitated. He had become friends with Father Frank and seeing a priest tortured this way had obviously shaken him.

"Calm down, we'll find who did this. The cell is not working down here so could you run upstairs and get back up."

"Go ahead I'll stay here," he said quietly.

"Lucifer, I only have the one flashlight. It will be pitch black you need to come with me."

He looked pale in the light of the flashlight but his eyes narrowed. "Detective, I'm not a child. I'm not afraid of the dark. Off you go." He dismissed her with a wave of his hand.

She shivered as she went back up. It was cold and damp underground. The EMT's and a number of officers followed her down and took charge of the scene. Lucifer had knelt down by the priest.

"Lucifer, come on you need to let forensics do their job." He slowly looked at her and she realized he looked as bad as he had in the freezer. She quickly went over to him. "It's happening again isn't it? You're really cold," She took his hand which was like an ice cube. "Come on." She pulled him to his feet and pulled him along up the stairs. He really dragged, his breathing labored. When they got back upstairs into the light and warmth she called one of the EMT's over to check him out.

"His temps are considerable below normal. We'd better take him to the hospital to run some tests," the young paramedic recommended.

Lucifer took a deep breath. "No, I'll be fine."

"Lucifer…"

"NO!" he growled, then softer "detective I'll be all right – I promise." He left the house and leaned against the car. She followed him.

He looked at her "It's the hellfire – the cold somehow disables it."

"Stop it, just stop. You are sick and need to get checked out!" She yelled at him angrily.

He looked taken aback. "Such passion detective – I can think of better uses for it than yelling at me." He smiled despite the shiver that suddenly hit him. "Oh bloody hell not this again."

"Exactly – there's a reason for it. You need to go and have some tests. Look – I'm worried about you – okay?"

"Well stop – it's annoying. I just need to get warm." he gave her a suggestive look.

"Get in the car," she ordered angrily.

"I'm not going to the hospital." He stated stubbornly as another shiver hit him.

She wanted to slap him. At times he made her so angry. "Fine then stay here!" She got in the car and started it.

He was still leaning on it. He gave her the strangest look which suddenly made her feel as if she'd just kicked a puppy. He moved away from the car and dropped out of site.

"Damn it!" She jumped out of the car to find him on his knees.

"You felt sick down there – that's why you didn't go upstairs when I asked – isn't it?'

He nodded. She helped him to his feet.

"Come on get in." She opened the door for him.

Despite his paleness and labored breathing he glared at her. "Did I not enunciate properly, I'm not going the hospital."

"I'll take you home." She responded through gritted teeth.

His eyes narrowed. "Whose home?"

She hesitated then took a deep breath. "Mine."

His expression changed and he looked contrite. "Thank you."

Now get in," she ordered.

"With pleasure." He grinned briefly before sitting down with his eyes closed.

She got in and reached over to feel his forehead; icy cold again. As she drove a message came through that another child, Trevor had disappeared. He was eight. She gripped the steering wheel a little tighter.

"Whoever it is - is like the pied piper luring little humans- but let's hope they meet a better ending. " Lucifer noted.

She pulled in the driveway. Dan had Trixie for three nights so he didn't need to worry about either of them waling in.

She sent Lucifer to the shower while she pulled out the bed again and piled blankets high on it.

Lucifer again came out of the shower steaming but still ice cold and shivering. He was wearing the robe again and climbed into bed looking miserable.

She brought him a hot water bottle that she used for Trixie when she got sick. He wrapped his arms around it.

"Every time you are exposed to cold this seems to be the outcome. Do you have any idea what the real reason is?"

She sat on the bed beside him.

"I told you detective my hellfire is burning out. I suspect as last time a few hours after the cold wears off I'll be right as rain again."

"Get some rest I'll be here if you need me. " She assured him.

He grinned mischievously and opened his mouth but she cut him off. "Uh uh behave- remember you're supposed to be sick."

"I am sick detective and I do need you." He looked earnest.

She smiled softly and brushed her hand over his forehead. "No nightmares this time okay?"

"You should cuddle with me to me to make sure my dreams are pleasant" was his sleepy response.

"I will lie down beside you later but not for a few hours. I'm not the one who is sick. Now stop talking and go to sleep."

"You didn't kiss me to make it better," he murmured.

She was getting exasperated. "Fine." She bent down and kissed his forehead.

"Now do it again but on the lips," he suggested.

"If you don't go to sleep I'm going to tuck Trixie's bear in with you again."

He threw her a dark look, sighed heavily and then his eyes closed.

Chloe spend hours on the internet trying to figure out if anything was missed in little Hannah's disappearance. She started to look up info on cults and sacrifices and blood drinking when Lucifer suddenly shouted. "Frank!"

She ran over to him.

He had sat up, his dark eyes were wide and glassy, and he was biting down on his lower lip. She didn't say anything only put her arms around him hugging him. He sighed and hugged her back. "I never used to dream." He informed her, his voice tight.

"Having Father Frank die in your arms was a traumatic event – it stays in your subconscious."

"Have you ever had anyone perish like that?" He asked her.

She released him and sat back. "Yes, a number of times at various crime scenes over the years. One in particular. A young woman, she had had a hard life went from foster home to foster home, got involved in some bad stuff in order to survive but then turned informant. She helped me close down a major child porn ring but…" Chloe swallowed heavily. "One scumbag got to her before we got to him and he beat her to death. I shot him but it was too late, she died in my arms." A tear leaked out of the corner of her eye. "Her name was Beatrice."

Lucifer's hand came up and very gently like the touch of a butterfly wing wiped her tear away.

He said softly, "You named your spawn after her."

Chloe cleared her throat. "Yes, I named my daughter after her to honour her memory." She blinked fast a few times and took a deep breath when Lucifer suddenly moved closer causing her heart to skip a beat.

His lips softly brushed against her forehead then purred, "Quid pro quo."

This caused her to laugh.

"Feel better now?' His eyes sparkled.

"I'm fine." She put her hand to his forehead. "You are definitely warmer." She announced with relief.

"Oh yes detective, I'm very warm." His eyes bore into hers.

She felt herself flush. "Ok then. I'll make us a late dinner." She leap't off the bed as he chuckled.

They discussed the case during dinner and afterwards she allowed him again to sleep in her bed. He was on his best behaviour and she had to admit she enjoyed his company.

The following morning he left for an appointment with Linda.

She had put an end to their naked cuddle time so the visits weren't as enjoyable as they had previously been but she did help him to see a different perspective.

He sat on the sofa feeling rather uncomfortable.

"You seem disturbed by something?" Linda noted.

"Something disturbing happened," he admitted. He fidgeted for a moment sitting back then forward, then rubbing his hands together. "I cried."

"So something upset you.' She observed.

"That's not the point, I'd never cried before … I couldn't stop it."

She narrowed her eyes. "Surely you did as a child?"

"I was never a child and the devil doesn't cry."

She took a deep breath. So he was back to that. "What about when you were an angel and your father cast you out of heaven?"

"I was angry not sad." His eyes flashed.

"I see. Lucifer, crying is a good thing, it's a release of your emotions. Did you feel better afterwards?"

He grew quiet and frowned then responded. "I did when Chloe hugged me."

Linda's eyes widened. "Chloe was there when you cried?"

"I had a dream – an upsetting one where I could never escape from hell, Chloe woke me and that's when it happened. I couldn't make the tears stop and she said she couldn't either but then she hugged me and they did."

Linda was stunned. She cleared her throat. "So you and Chloe are having sex?"

"What! No, not for my lack of trying however." He flashed her a mega watt grin. "I was sick – I was in the cold and my hellfire died down and I couldn't stop shivering so she let me stay with her and that's when it happened."

"Well that's good that she was there to comfort you. You are making good progress on the emotional front. In the future if it happens again, don't try and stop the tears just let them flow – it's a healthy way to deal with sadness."

"It's bloody inconvenient if you ask me, leaking non stop optical fluids. I don't ever want to do it again."

She grinned. "Life is full of good things and bad things – you better prepare yourself as it might happen again someday."

"I know. It almost did when Father Frank died in my arms." He proceeded to tell her about him. "I realized then after what you said last week about having a friend that Chloe is my friend. It was …what was that word you just used...comforting…to have her with me."

"It's obvious that she cares about you. Lucifer you tend to think of women as partners in sex but not necessarily as anything else. Chloe is giving you insight on what it is to have a friend that cares about you and that you care about. Am I right that you care about her more than just thinking about her as someone you want to have sex with?"

He got that confused look that he got sometimes when she threw questions at him that he needed to do some soul searching for.

"Yes I think you are right. If something happened to her I would be extremely upset."

"Like you were when Father Frank died?"

He bit his lip again; she could tell he was becoming uncomfortable again.

"I had intended to hate him and prove one of my father's loyal followers was full of depravity but I ended up liking him and it hurt here…" he put his hand over his heart.. "When he died. "I wanted to kill and torture the person who did it, I almost did but Chloe made me stop."

"She cares about you and didn't want you to get into trouble."

He snorted. "I used to inflict endless torture on those who deserved it…it was my life."

"But now you are on earth and we have courts who deal with delivering punishments. The deserving humans you who dealt with previously are all still in hell – aren't they?" She asked.

"Yes, Amenadiel is guarding the gates. He hates it and is desperately trying to find a way to get me back there." Lucifer smirked.

"What would happen if he stopped guarding the gates?" she asked curiously.

"Why all hell would break loose doctor." He laughed.

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