A/N: Thank you all for reading, following, favoriting, and reviewing! Now, time for some fluff!

Chloe locked her car and grabbed her bag before heading to the elevator and eventually to her spot at the station, choosing to ignore a few snide comments from other officers. After dropping her belongings on the floor by her desk and kicking them under she retrieved a cup of coffee and seated herself in her chair, ready to start her day. This morning had been nice, traffic hadn't been too bad and everything had gone smoothly getting Trix to school. It was shaping up to be a good day, and then her phone rang.

"I told you to stay away from him," an angry voice hissed.

The detective scoffed at the absurdity of the phone call. "Do you realize I'm a police offer and that you're threatening and harassing me?"

Maze obviously didn't care because she pressed on. "If you care about him at all, if he is anything to you, you will never see him again."

Chloe wanted to bite back a rude retort but something about the other woman's tone was off. Sure it was filled with the usual anger and sneering but there was an almost desperate undertone that made her feel like she was missing something important. "You know I do, he's the best friend I've got but you need to give me something. What am I doing that's so wrong?"

"Everything," Maze snapped. "The best thing for Lucifer would be to screw him and never look back but it's too late for that." A sigh filled the line before she added in a much quieter voice, "He's standing at the edge of the rabbit hole and you need to decide if you're going to push him, or jump down with him."

The detectives phone beeped signaling the call had ended and she stared at the object in her hand in complete bewilderment. Was the woman just completely bat-shit crazy? The obvious answer would be yes, she thought she was a demon from Hell that accompanied the Devil himself to earth. At least Lucifer seemed like he could manage his crazy.

"Fantasizing about me again detective?"

She looked up to see him leaning on her desk, hands clasped together in front of him and an innocent smile on his face. "Maybe," she smiled, biting into her bottom lip for effect.

Lucifer's eyes darkened, his posture switching from relaxed to predatory as his smile twisted into a lecherous grin. "Does it involve a broom closet?"

Chloe looked around the station before standing and moving closer, her mouth hovering only millimeters from his ear. "I'm fantasizing about how amazing it would be-" she could practically feel the sexual tension rolling off the man and waited a beat before finishing. "If you could keep your ego in check for one single day."

"Tease. I like it," he smirked before his eyes widened and he pointed to her giddily. "Is that what's had you so topsy-turvy lately? You've been thinking about it haven't you?"

"No!" Chloe instantly denied. "What are you even talking about?"

Lucifer's smile only kept getting bigger. "You're not a very good liar are you? Oh look you're blushing! It's adorable really how flustered you are."

The detective glanced around and was thankful everyone seemed to be too focused on their own work to pay attention to this conversation. Squaring her shoulders she lifted her chin and scolded him. "This is a completely inappropriate conversation to be having here, and we're partners. Work partners, that's all."

"For now," he replied with a hint of finality. "Now, what's next for the case and don't tell me it's digging through those boxes of old papers. I'm a people person, I need to be with people. Preferably punishing or having sex."

The blonde dropped her head into her hands and suppressed a scream. "Why are you here Lucifer? I thought I told you I'd call you if I found something."

"I was actually in the area," he declared. "I have some business to attend to and decided to stop by."

Her eyes narrowed, "Like a favor for someone?"

The man stood and winked at an officer a few rows over before looking back to Chloe. "Yes exactly, I mean I can't run around playing handsome cop all the time."

"You're right, how silly of me," she ground out. "You still have your Devil business to attend to. Making deals, taking souls, running Hell."

This made Lucifer frown. "Is something bothering you? You seem very uptight."

She waited for the sexual innuendo to follow but it never came, he seemed to actually be asking her a straight question. It almost made her feel guilty for taking out her frustrations on the man. "I'm fine, really. Thank you for asking."

"Right," he said quietly, clearly not believing her but not pushing the matter.

Chloe watched him leave, his long legs carrying him quickly across the room and to the elevator, his gait cocky and self-assured. The man was so convinced he was the Devil, so absolutely buried in it, that it was hard to look at him as completely human and not play into it. No part of her believed in God and the Devil, heaven and hell but there was something about him that made her wonder if there was something to it. The man turned once inside the elevator and faced her, his hands stuck in his pockets and a smug grin on his face that only grew the longer she stared.

It was hours later the Chloe had finally sifted through the rest of the papers in the Sunny Hill boxes and thankfully she had a small stack pertaining to Gerald. Everything was mostly just medical information; mental examinations, treatments, medications, etc but there were two papers that held some interesting information. Gerald had been in an altercation on three separate occasions with the same guard and the last report said the guard had finally been terminated. Andy Fisher was the man's name and as flimsy as it was he was their only lead.

Meanwhile on the other side of town Lucifer was seated on a couch in Lux, drink in hand and onyx eyes focused on the woman dancing in front of him on the table. A smile was playing on his lips and he looked over when the someone slid in next to his right side. "Maze, why the long face? I'm sure this lovely creature here could turn that frown upside down."

The demon looked up and watched the woman for a few minutes before looking back to the man next to her. He seemed relaxed and bubbly but she had watched him from the bar all night and even though he was acting normal it seemed his focus was elsewhere. "Someone's got to keep an eye on things down here but why don't you show her just how naughty the Devil can be?"

Lucifer took a long pull from his drink and shook his head, "I can't believe I'm saying this but I don't think I want to. I mean she's beautiful, look at her, but it's just not there." He sat up straighter and worriedly grabbed Maze's arm, "Is there something wrong with me? What if it's some terrible disease that's rendering me impotent?"

Maze rolled her eyes and grabbed his drink to finish it herself, licking the liquor off her lips after setting the glass down. She knew what the problem was and it was a testament to his ignorance that he didn't. It was getting harder to pull him away from the detective, not because of how stubborn the man was, but for the fact that it seemed he wanted her more badly than he realized. The lesser evil was helping him nurse a broken heart by filling up the void with sex and liquor but she cared deeply enough for him that it was almost physically painful to hurt him. Nothing had prepared her for this and she felt stupid for not having some sort of plan or buffer for this such occasion. So the question was, did she care enough for him to allow Chloe Decker into his life?

"There's nothing wrong with you," she laughed before sobering. "It's because you-" She swallowed thickly. This was it and she wondered it she was making the right choice or damning him. "It's because you have feelings for the Decker woman."

A laugh was the unexpected response. "What are you babbling on about? She's intellectually stimulating but there's no feelings I simply want to bed her, she's proven an exciting challenge."

"Have you seriously not noticed how you started only having sex with blondes? Then just women? Now not anyone? The only way it would be more obvious is if I carved her name into your chest."

Lucifer fell back onto the couch apparently deep in thought, confusion evident. "Well this complicates things quite a bit, doesn't it?"

Maze ground her teeth and laughed humorlessly, her lip curling in disgust. "You have no idea."

"Well how do I get rid of them?" He asked, wiggling his empty glass.

The demon grabbed it and disappeared to refill it before returning and resuming her seat. "The feelings?" she clarified before laughing wryly. "I have no idea."

His lips parted in nervous acceptance before he asked out of the blue, "Mazikeen, why have we never had sex? I mean we're family now, but before that?"

"Because you've always been family to me," she whispered into his ear, her fingers running through his hair, before standing and stalking into the crowd leaving Lucifer alone with his thoughts. Heading for the bar she grabbed the arm of a patron sitting on the end and drug them off to the side. "Decker."

Chloe turned and shook her head; "We're not doing this anymore. I will arrest you if you sa-"

"You can have him."

The detective could only stare at the other woman in shock and confusion. "Have him- What are you talking about?"

Maze shifted so she could see Lucifer and raised her eyebrows in his direction. "Lucifer." Seeing the blonde didn't understand she tried to give her more. "I'll stop 'harassing' you," she clarified, air quotes and all.

Chloe didn't have any idea what was happening but the open unease showing on the woman's face made her swallow a scathing reply. "Just this morning you were doing your daily threatening and now you're giving the man up like a prize. I told you we're just friends."

"Quit lying to yourself!" Maze shouted. "He deserves more than that." She laughed bitterly and crossed her arms, biting into her bottom lip and shaking her head. "You're going to destroy him no matter what but at least give him a smile on the way down."

The detective didn't comment when Maze body checked her and stayed in the corner where they had spoken wondering what was happening. Everything was so strange lately and everyone around her so insane that she almost felt like she was the crazy one. She looked over at Lucifer, sitting on one of the couches and waving his hand to dismiss the girl on the table, and wondered, was she lying to herself?

Slowly working her way to him she decided to take a page from the book of Lucifer and just not worry about it. Come what may.

"Hey."

Lucifer looked to his left and perked up a bit, "Hello hello. Come to share a break in the case?"

"Actually," she replied slowly. "I'm here for you."

His brows rose in surprise and he looked quite pleased with himself as she scooted closer. "Really? Well isn't this a nice surprise."

"Yeah, I thought we could hang out for a bit. You know, what friends do," she replied before mentally slapping herself. Twice for good measure. Maybe this whole 'thinking like Lucifer' thing was harder than it looked. Had she been out of the dating game so long that she couldn't even flirt right anymore? "I need a drink," she managed to get out.

Lucifer passed her his and met Maze's eyes before looking back to his companion. "Friends, right," he agreed.

"You don't know what friends are, do you?" Chloe asked after watching him squirm around the reply, his brow pinched in confusion. She wanted to ask if he was serious but this was Lucifer she was talking about, the man who seemed to not know anything about basic human emotions or relationships yet everything about liquor, sexual positions, and oddly enough the bible. "It's someone you enjoy being around. It's a connection, a trust you share with someone."

He listened carefully and accepted his new drink from a waitress before asking, "And that's all? Well where do the sins of the flesh fit in?"

"They don't," Chloe laughed.

"Then why would anyone want a friend? I mean I enjoy your company, I trust you, but why would anyone choose to not have sex with someone?" he questioned as if he truly did not understand the concept.

"Well," she began and took a sip of her drink. "Sometimes it's because they're already in a relationship or they're afraid it'll make things complicated."

"But it's just sex," he chuckled. "I mean how complicated can it be?"

She wasn't explaining this well. Taking a larger gulp of her drink she set it down on the table and twisted towards him. "Ok I'll use us as an example. We're friends and we're not having sex-"

"Yes I'm painfully aware of that fact," he mumbled under his breath before clarity shown on his face. "Oh I get it. You won't do the deed with me because you're still married to Dan and you're afraid we couldn't be friends afterwards. That since I came and conquered, pardon the pun, I'd drop you like a prostitutes knickers."

"First off, gross. Secondly, it was just an example that does not pertain to us in any way," she scoffed.

He smirked, everything about him looking smug. "No of course not but just in case it did last I heard you had separated from the douche for a reason and that reason is still valid. As for it 'complicating' things I can assure you no one has ever held my interest as you have detective and a roll in the hay would do nothing to diminish that." Seeing she was still trying to deny it he shrugged, "But since it doesn't pertain to us I assume none of that matters."

"You are so-"

His face lit up, smile wide. "Unbelievably handsome, successful, hilarious, fantastic in the sack?"

Maybe this was a bad idea, coming here. It had been an impulsive decision, which was probably obvious considering she was still wearing what she had on at work but Lucifer didn't seem to mind. The man was dressed in a black suit with a pressed white shirt, shoes gleaming as always and looking very much like he belonged here. Moving to the edge of the seat she ran a hand through her hair and with a sour taste in her mouth turned to face him again. "Something like that. Look I should probably head home, I have an early day tomorrow."

Devastated would be the word she would use to describe his expression at that moment, with maybe a side of disbelief. "You just got here, the night is young detective!"

"Fine, I'll stay a little longer." Where had that come from? That was not what was supposed to come out of her mouth.

His face cleared in an instant, his easy smile returning and he laid his arm over the back of the couch. "Splendid." Noticing the distance between them he gently coaxed her over. "I don't bite. Unless you want me to. Kidding! Sort of."

Screw it she thought to herself, she'd deal with the fall out tomorrow. She pushed herself back onto the couch and slid up next to him, and when he crossed his legs, turning his body to face her better she noticed that for the first time since the separation she felt safe. She was a police officer, every day was filled with just a touch of apprehension and even though she was confident she could protect herself it still felt good to not have to, to have someone else worry about any dangers.

Even though they were situated in the middle of one of the hottest clubs in Los Angeles with music blaring and people swarming it still felt like they were completely alone. As time began to slip away Chloe finally fully relaxed and just enjoyed the company. They laughed and drank and Lucifer never pushed any further than what would be considered impolite, his hand had worked its way to her thigh and he was leaning into her more but that was all and she was once again hit by how much she could trust this man.

It was just past closing and only a few people remained to clean the bar before the morning. The music was still playing but at a normal level and Maze stood behind the bar wiping it down and watching the two carefully. It was almost peaceful.

Chloe felt boneless, completely relaxed curled up into Lucifer's side and was struggling to keep her eyes open. Looking up she saw he looked about the same and knew the night had to come to an end. "I need to go home," she said quietly, still not moving.

Lucifer glanced down at her. "You don't have to."

"I really do," she yawned, not sure is she was ready for anything like that yet. "But thank you for a good night, this was fun."

He smirked a little, "It was, wasn't it?"

A soft groan left Chloe's lips as she sat up, feeling cold at the loss of contact but moving anyway. She turned to look at her partner who hadn't moved, his eyes now closed and head tilting to one side slowly as he seemed to be losing the battle with consciousness. "Lucifer."

"Hmmm?" he hummed softly and blearily opened his eyes.

Choosing to simply act and not think, which had gone pretty well for her tonight once she finally managed it, she leaned back and pressed her lips to his.

Lucifer instantly responded, kissing her back with just as much pressure and feeling as she put into it. It was slow, almost lazy, filled with just enough lust to satisfy her but keep her wanting more. She moved her hand to the back of his neck to play with the short hairs and placed the other on his chest, her hand sliding under his slightly unbuttoned shirt and it was only then she realized he was trembling. She pulled back slowly and with a start realized he hadn't moved an inch, hands or otherwise. He was using so much self control to not attack her that he was physically shaking. "You can touch me," she laughed in disbelief.

The man swallowed thickly, his breathes uneven and eyes wide. "If I start I don't think I can stop."

Chloe's tongue darted out and ran over her bottom lip, Lucifer's eyes watching the entire movement before meeting her eyes again. "As much as I want you to, I really think I should go," she said apologetically and moved back leaving the Devil to clear his throat and sit up straighter.

"Just give me a minute love and I'll walk you out."

True to his word he gathered himself and stood, fixing his jacket and following her to the doors. "So going back to the friends thing," he started and chuckled when she slapped his arm.

"I know talking about work is like the biggest buzz kill ever but I found some things about Gerald and we have a new suspect, I'm going to head over there in the morning. Can you meet me at the station?"

"It would be much easier if you stayed here," he replied jokingly before sticking his hands in his pockets to control them and just staring down at her. Not being used to denying himself he dropped his head and kissed his detective one more time. "Goodnight Chloe."

Unable to hide her blush she grabbed her keys and smiled goofily, almost running into the door before pushing it open and walking out. "Bye Lucifer."