A/N: So... Here it is. The finale. I decided to use episode 13 of season 1 as the ending because, I loved this episode. I think it really established quite the bond between them. With or without his wings.

Also, I am currently addicted to Heavy by Linkin Park, it may actually be a theme for this chapter.

I just want to say thanks for all of the reviews and favorites, and just because, I got a special message after this chapter.

Which reminds me, yes, the rating has gone up and so you probably know why.

So, without further ado, enjoy the chapter.


Chapter 3: Love

Nearly a month had gone by.

Chloe and Lucifer hadn't talked much about their night on the beach, but he was around more often. A lot more often.

Lucifer, the persistent, persuasive devil... Angel? Had managed to get into more and more cases with her.

And to be honest, she liked it, in his own childish, selfish ways, at the end of the day, he always helped her.

Today's recent case.

Malcolm.

An officer in the police departent itself. He had acted different ever since his... Second chance at life.

He always had this creepy vibe off of him, but none more than the day he actually took Trixie.

Like that wasn't the worse thing that could ever happen in her life.

Chloe was never afraid to face criminals, it was her job. But when Trixie became involved for the first time...

All she could think about were Malcolm's words from that short phone call.

Come alone. With the money.

No problem.

"Hey. There you are." Lucifer, her one obstacle came into view.

"Hey. Yeah. I'll be right back." Chloe didn't spare the details as she quickly made her way around him.

Part of her wanted to tell him. Wanted to run into his arms and tell him Malcolm's plan, because right now... She didn't have anyone.

Dan was but a particle in the wind for all Chloe was concerned after what he had told her. The fact that he knew about Malcolm's... Secret intentions.

Chloe successfully made it outside of the police department without being detected, which was a miracle, considering the heavy bag of Evidence she had resting on her shoulder.

"Freeze. Step away from the car."

Dammit.

"If you do not come peacefully, I repeat if you Do Not, we will have no choice but to shoot you..."

Ok... That was a little overdramaticized. Even considering she hadn't been the slightest bit noticed of even taking anything...

"With our new bazookas."

Chloe's eyes lowered, 'Ok who the hell...'

Although, she quickly started to have a hunch.

"On second thought, we've been waiting for something like this to happen for a very long time. So please, speed away."

Lucifer... She was gonna kill him for the heart attack he nearly gave her.

"What are you doing?" Chloe approached him.

"I was going to ask you-" He replied into the police mic for the world to hear, before Chloe forced it out of his hand.

"I have something I need to do." Chloe tried to keep her answers vague.

"Something involving a large amount of cash. Detective, I didn't know you had it in you." Lucifer looked at her skeptically.

Ok. There was no use hiding it from him.

"Malcolm has Trixie." Chloe admitted.

Lucifer's expressions flashed to a million at once, "oh."

"He said if I brought him the money, he'd let her go." Chloe said.

"Right. Because if there's anything we've gained from Malcolm is his honesty." Lucifer said sarcastically.

"What else am I supposed to do?" Chloe asked.

"Well ride shotgun with the devil for starters." Lucifer answered.

"If I walk in there with you, he will kill her. I'm sorry but I have to do this alone." Chloe said.

Please understand!

"Right, and what's to stop him from killing you?" Lucifer questioned.

"Trixie is all that matters. I have to get her out of there. Now, please, promise me you won't come with me." Chloe pleaded.

Like. Hell. Lucifer thought, but at the same time, he could not go against her wish. Not with that look on her face.

"I promise." He said below a whisper. But by Dad, he was finding another way!

"Thank you." Chloe said, before turning from him and getting in her car.


"I have the money. But you let her go first." Chloe said as she approached Malcolm.

Whether he believed her or not, it was a miracle he agreed to the terms.

He nodded towards Trixie, allowing her to run towards Chloe.

Although for the moment, Chloe's eyes were glued on the gun in Malcolm's hand, that she had no clue when he intended on using.

"Hey. We're going to play a game ok. I want you to go find the best hiding spot you can think of. And when this is over, I'll come find you." Chloe said when Trixie had reached the safety of her arms.

"What about you?" Trixie asked.

"I'll be fine. Go." Chloe urged her, and she took off running towards the large room of boxes.

Chloe stood, focusing back on Malcolm, "It's in the trunk."

"I believe you." Malcolm smiled, lifting his gun slightly.

Chloe lifted her hands up slowly in a surrendering gesture. She had the money!

"Malcolm. It doesn't have to end this way." Chloe pleaded. Now that Trixie was out of the danger zone, what was the plan now?

Then, out of completely nowhere, a paper airplane came flying in between them.

It landed directly at Malcolm's feet and he looked down at it.

The paper had an animated devil drawn on it.

That gave Chloe the second she needed to make a mad dash towards Trixie's direction, though she could feel the risk of Malcolm's gun aimed at her back.

"Well, well. Malcolm. Is this really what you plan to do with your second life? How pathetic." Lucifer's voice echoed through out the room.

Malcolm was now torn between chasing after the fleeing Detective, and facing the devil himself.

"Hey! Lucifer! Buddy! Long time no frame?" Malcolm started casually.

Lucifer chuckled lowly, Oh, he we going to die slowly.

"Anyway. What are you doing here? Think you can just waltz in here and... Buy the Detective some time? You're just going to get yourself killed." Malcolm said, although he was taking cautious steps backwards as Lucifer stalked towards him.

"What? No." Lucifer smiled.

Yes..

"No. I wanted to ask you a question." Lucifer said excitedly, like it was the most important thing in the world.

'I see you Detective. Get out of here!'

"Oh?" Malcolm was taken aback by the sudden request.

"What do you desire?" His favorite question.

Malcolm stared at him confused, lowering his gun slightly.

"Hmm? Surely you don't want to waste your life doing this. So, what is it?" Lucifer was inches before him now, his hand just barely reaching out towards the gun.

Malcolm looked deep in thought, like the always did.

"Well... There is one thing..." Malcolm started.

"Mm-hm?" Lucifer asked to continue, his hand barely brushing against the gun now.

That was when he felt it shift, and a thunderous sound escaped it.

Pain. He had felt this pain before.

Lucifer wanted to make one last grab for the man, but with a fading smirk, he was already gone.

Dammit!


There, Lucifer lay in his own warm blood. He never thought bleeding was possible for him, until the recent discovery when he was near the Detective.

Despite their strong bond, there had to be a weakness.

The only thing he was thinking about right now was Chloe. Had Malcolm reached her? Was she alive?

He cursed up at Dad, asking, praying. No answer, of course.

So, just one little human, Dad was willing to just sit by and watch die.

Of course, many humans died, every day, but Chloe... Not Chloe.

She meant too muh to him, ever since his wings-

His wings!

An angel's wings were very powerful. Enough to heal a human soul, enough to heal a damn gunshot wound.

Lucifer felt a warm illuminating sensation below him, mixed in with the feel of blood, and there, a single one of his feathers was there to aid him.

Lucifer grabbed the soft object, his eyesight was blurring. He had to heal himself fast, before he fell asleep.

He lead the feather down to the gaping wound between his ribs.

A massive reaction occurred then. When his feather touched the wound, it illuminated brightly, soon spreading to the wound.

Lucifer had to close his eyes at the blinding light, but he wasn't afraid.

He would wake up.


It took all in Chloe's power to leave Lucifer. It also took all in her power not to scream when she heard the loud thundering of a gun going off.

"Chloe. Here Decker, Decker Decker." Malcolm always seemed to be right behind her, no matter where she hid.

At least she hadn't found signs of Trixie yet.

Then, a miraculous thing happened. There, in an open space, was her gun she had been forced to discard the moment she stepped into the place.

The miracle was short-lived though, she could hear Malcolm tapping his gun on a box near where she was.

Either she could stay where she was, and hope not to get found, or she could take a really big risk and head for the gun.

Once she had the gun, they'd be even.

Taking many deep breaths, she made a dash out in the open.

She almost immediately spotted Malcolm at the corner of her eye, who easily caught sight of her, and she could practically hear the sound of the gun being cocked.

She wasn't even inches from hers yet...

"Hello, Malkie." Lucifer's dark form suddenly blocked Malcolm's target, and before he could even blink, a fist met with his face, forceful enough to send him staggering backwards.

Malcolm quickly, but shakily regained his footing.

Oh, Lucifer was far from finished.

However, as soon as Malcolm lifted his gun again, four familiar loud thundering shots sounded, and Malcolm's chest became decorated in bullets.

Each shot sent him staggering backwards, until he fell against a bunch of boxes.

For a second, Lucifer had almost forgotten the Detective, who was standing behind him, gun still raised and ready to shoot.

Lucifer carefully approached the dying man, "How does it feel, hmm?"

"I'll - cough - be back. I still have the-" Malcolm trailed off as his hands frantically searched his pockets.

"Looking for this?" Lucifer smirked as he pulled out a coin from his pocket, that he had given to Malcolm only days ago.

Malcolm stared at him in utter shock, "How-"

"Yeah. I don't think so, pal." Lucifer knelt down calmly next to him.

"I hope you enjoy it in hell. Just consider yourself lucky I won't be there to make it more that." Lucifer told him.

Malcolm wanted to argue, to question, but he never got to it.

Blood began trailing out of his mouth, and soon, his eyes closed.

Lucifer was nearly pleased at the sight before him, however he wished he could have had some of his own fun first, but... The Detective came first.

"Trixie!" Chloe called out in the large room.

"Mommy, is it over?" She came out of hiding, not 3 boxes down from them.

"Yeah, it's over." Chloe said, and was more than relieved to be able to hug her again.

She nearly saw her life flash before her eyes when Malcolm was only milli-seconds from pulling that trigger.

However, most of all, she was relieved when she turned around to see Lucifer. Alive and well.

"I saw him shoot you." Chloe tried to keep her voice low.

"Yes well..." Lucifer was about to freely explain, before looking down at the little girl.

She probably shouldn't know yet...

"I got better." Lucifer decided instead.

"You promised you would let me go alone." Chlow narrowed her eyes.

Lucifer hesitated for a few seconds, "I did, but I didn't say anything about not following."

Chloe had to admit, considering the circumstances, that he could always be dependable backup.

Things went by slowly after that. Chloe had called in the scene, explained what happened, before telling them she had to take Trixie home.

Lucifer accompanied her, much to Chloe's relief. They weren't done talking after what just happened.

It was night time by the time Chloe made it home.

Trixie sat in the back seat, asleep.

"Well. It's definitely been fun, Detective, I-"

Chloe laid a hand on his arm, that was tensed.

"Please. Don't... Take off, or whatever it is you did that night." Chloe asked.

Lucifer stared at her, he wouldn't dream of it.

"Isn't Dan coming home soon?" He asked curiously.

Chloe looked away for a split second, a look of... Anger?

"He knew what Malcolm was up to." Chloe returned her gaze on him, "As far as I'm concerned, he's not welcome in my house for a while."

Lucifer stared at her, surprised. he wasn't that angry at him was she? They weren't...?

Chloe got out of the car then, picking up Trixie from the back seat, before carrying her into the house.

Lucifer followed her quietly. He watched as she disappeared into Trixie's bedroom, laying her in bed, before leaving the room.

They found themselves in the kitchen, Chloe taking a long needed drink of water.

Then, she turned to him.

"Thank you." Chloe said, "Even though I told you not to, you did it anyway."

Lucifer stared at her, his heart fluttering at the words. "Of course, Detective. I will always be there for you."

"Even when it meant taking a bullet?" Chloe looked up at him, and he could see the tears in her eyes, "I thought I was going to lose you."

Lucifer closed the distance between them, wrapping his arms securely around her, bringing her close.

"So did I." He admitted.

"How did you... Heal yourself?" Chloe asked, pulling back to look up at him.

"My wings. Like I say, they are very powerful." Lucifer told her.

"I'm kind of surprised they're not out right now." Chloe smiled. No, she wasn't asking to see them.

Seeing him, here with her, was all she needed.

"I guess that's because they're satisfied just me being near you." Lucifer told her, staring directly into her ocean blue eyes, that only seemed to get darker.

Her arm unknowingly moved around the back of his shoulders, slowly coaxing him closer. If that were even possible.

Her breath was quickening at the feeling of his body gently pressed against hers. He seemed to have the same reaction.

"Detective..." He trailed off, he was about to lose control over the reality of the moment.

Her lips pressed against his first, soft and gentle, as it always started.

Lucifer's wings tingled from the inside, an intense arousing feelings. Despite them being inside himself, Chloe's hand running down his shoulder blades was as if she could stroke them from the outside in.

Their kiss deepened as minutes passed, Chloe was pressed up against the sink, Lucifer pinning himself to her, his hands resting and roaming her waist.

"Detective..." Lucifer breathed against her lip between kisses, "One last... Chance. There's... No... Backing out of this."

"Then don't." Chloe breathed, wrapping both arms around his neck.

She had already warned herself that the next time they did something nearly intimate like this, she didn't think she'd be able to stop.

In a blink, they were in Chloe's bedroom.

Chloe had suddenly tightened her hold on them for that split second, because, it almost felt as though they were flying.

"I didn't know you could... Teleport other people?" Chloe glanced down at him.

"It takes a lot of energy, but not much with the short distance." Lucifer explained.

Chloe smiled before kissing him again. The one man who could take a shot to the chest and stand back up without a sweat.

He was just as a strong fighter as she was.

She felt her back meet the coolness of the bed, with Lucifer following after her.

For his size, he sure felt as light as a feather against her body.

Lucifer took extra caution with her body. She wasn't like the others. Just take her and be done with it.

His lips touched every part of her, while she calmly began removing his shirt.

He wasn't ready for hers to be off yet, he wanted this to last forever.

Her hands roamed his bare back, first running her hands down the lines on his shoulder blades that almost made his wings sprout out on the spot, before gliding lower.

These touches distracted him his concentration for one split second, which was enough for Chloe to grab onto his waist, and manage to flip them.

Lucifer was caught by surprise for a split second, but soon found he didn't care when her lips hungrily met his again.

HIs hands met the warmth of her back, slowly coaxing her shirt off.

He easily unclasped her bra while he was at it.

Lucifer was overwhelmed with emotion at the realization on what was happening.

Chloe, a woman he barely knew, but somehow felt he knew her his whole life.

'She's your-'

'Soul mate bond.'

Lucifer didn't need to ask her thoughts on the bond, since he could feel her unbottoning his jeans.

She barely inched them down, when he decided to finally switch their positions, Lucifer dominating once again.

Soon, their clothes were fully missing, and then all Chloe could feel, was Lucifer.

She never believed how complete she would feel when this finally happened.

Lucifer was gentle, loving, slow.

It made the moment all the more real.

Chloe's breaths were coming out in deep pants, as she held Lucifer as close to her as possible.

His eyes trapped hers during the most of the time, until the very end.

She was forced to close her eyes; one, in pleasure, two, to shield her eyes from the sudden illuminating light casting a familiar shape of wings as his release came.

When she opened her eyes again, Lucifer was resting his face into her neck, taking in many needed deep breaths.

Their bodies were almost stuck together with sweat.

Also, Chloe noticed some white feathers laying around them, on them.

Lucifer finally gained the strength to roll off of her, laying next to her.

His wings weren't out, but they were for that one split second.

They lay there in silence for a while, regaining their breath.

Chloe looked herself over looking over the couple of feathers that were resting on her, more around on the bed.

"I think these belong to you." Chloe smiled as she picked up a few of the feathers, handing them to Lucifer.

He smiled, laughing lightly, but tiredly.

'You can keep them.' He wanted to say, but was still lost for words.

Chloe laughed a little with him, before moving to rest her head onto his gently heaving chest.

Lucifer had to stare down at the scene before him.

She was happy, and safe in his arms.

As he wrapped an arm around her, "I love you."

It was quiet for a while and Lucifer could feel his heart tremle as each moment passed with no reply.

"I love you too." It was quiet, but he heard it, and had to look down at her again to make sure he was still awake.

He was, but, she was quickly drifting.

Lucifer let her, having her silent words running through his head like a broken record.

Wherever life took them next, he would be there.

He was never leaving her side.

Ever again.


A/N: Phew! Here it is! Took nearly half of the day for me to type!

I hope you enjoyed this!

Now, onto my special announcement, despite the fact that this will be marked as Complete now, I have a chapter 4 I am currently writing out. It's up to you if you want me to post it or just keep it to myself.

It will follow after this, basically bringing Dan back into the picture.

And of course, more wing stuff...

So, review what you think! I really enjoyed writing this.

~Wolflover235