Chloe woke up hearing someone snore softly in her room. She opened her eyes and saw Lucifer sleeping in a chair by her bed holding her hand. She didn't want to wake him up but had a feeling he would wake up soon anyway. She started to move her thumb across his fingers and had to smile when he murmured something softly.

Soon he started to stir and his eyes opened. Her face was the first thing he saw. He smiled brightly at her and she would swear it made her toes curl and she had butterflies in her stomach. How could he do that to her?

"Hey…" She said softly and didn't let go of his hand.

"Good morning, detective. How are you feeling?" He asked and noticed she was still holding him. He didn't mind one bit.

"Better I think. How about you?"

"Well there was nothing wrong with me, it was you who got hurt. And I am sorry for it, Chloe."

"It wasn't your fault."

"Well…"

"No, don't go there. It wasn't your fault. Do you understand?"

"But…"

"No buts Lucifer."

She told him and in a moment he nodded in agreement. After another few minutes of silence Chloe tugged at his hand and so he moved over to and sat down on her bed. She moved and leaned against his side. He put his arm around her and couldn't believe what was happening.

"Chloe…"

"Yes…"

"You wanted to talk."

She looked up at him and then settled back.

"Dan stopped by and showed me the case file."

"So you know."

"I know it probably was Marcus, yes. And that he probably killed Charlotte as well."

"We believe so, yes."

"And he had us kidnapped as revenge?"

"It's a possibility. What do you think about it?"

"Well I wouldn't believe it but the evidence is quite strong. Not much room for doubts. I just have to ask myself if what we had was real or a game."

"I believe it was real, detective. " And he knew it had to be as Cain lost is mark.

"I didn't love him enough. I hurt him."

"Chloe…" And he kissed the top of her head.

"I didn't know him at all. And I let him into my life, into my daughter's life. The Sinnerman. Would you believe that? You we right, he exists."

And he knew that it was the moment when all good would change into a something bad. He couldn't bring himself to answer her and she noticed. She moved away from him to look into his eyes.

"You knew." She simply said.

"Yes."

"And you didn't tell me."

"You wouldn't believe me."

"Lucifer…" And he could hear the warning there.

"You never believe me, detective. And recently all we did was arguing. No matter what I said."

And she was mad but also she knew he was right – kind of.

"You still should have told me."

"And would you believe me? Or would you accuse me of trying to destroy your life and your happiness?" He asked, his voice broken. He saw the pain on her face and hated himself for causing it.

"I should go." He said after another few minutes of silence.

"No."

"Detective… you need to rest."

"Don't leave like this, Lucifer." She pleaded and he stopped dead in his tracks. Usually she would walk away from him letting him think about everything but now when he was about to walk away she stopped him. Was their relationship really changing that much?

He waited for her to say something.

"Chloe…"

"I'm so sorry."

"Why?"

"I should have been a better partner to you."

"And I should have been a better partner to you." He said as well and she chuckled with tears on her face.

"Can we talk about things? Can you forgive me?" She asked and he walked over to her and sat down next to her on the bed. She reached for his hand.

"I need you to believe me. I need you to believe that I truly am the devil."

"Lucifer…"

"What do you remember from the time in that panic room?" He asked her trying to move them into the right direction.

"I don't know, all of it? I don't think I'm missing anything. I'm a little fuzzy on the details from the end, but other than that… I know it was cold and you kept me warm."

"And do you recall how?"

"What do you mean?" She was a bit confused.

"Detective… Chloe. How do you think I could keep you warm enough the whole time?"

And it stopped her. She actually didn't know. She never thought about that in that way.

"We were there for hours, Chloe. It was freezing."

"Lucifer…" She was getting scared.

"Try to remember, please?" He pleaded. He wished she would simply remember his wings. Everything would have been easier.

"Wait. Where are you going?" She asked as he was getting up.

"I need to go, I need to help others find Ca-Marcus. And I worry once the nurse comes and finds me here I would get into troubles as I was supposed to leave yesterday." And he was a little nervous.

"I think they know you're still here." She said with a small smile.

"Chloe…"

"What's wrong, Lucifer?"

"I… I'm sorry." He said and didn't know how to explain everything. He was torn. He wanted to leave and go after Cain and yet he wanted to stay and talk to Chloe as he needed her to finally see the truth.

"Promise me we will talk later." She asked in the end sensing that he needed space and time. And perhaps she needed it too.

"You have my word." He said with a sad smile. "Have a good day, detective." He added and left.

Chloe wasn't sure what to think about it all but something was nudging her. Something about what he said. And he was right. Again. She wouldn't have believed him. And she didn't really remember how he kept her warm.

She regretted a lot of things suddenly and didn't like that feeling one bit. She had been so blinded by everything that she didn't see Marcus for who he really was. She had hurt Lucifer deeply. And yet he risked everything for her and saved her life in that panic room. She tried to recall all their conversations, everything he had ever said, everything she didn't want to believe. And she tried to put all the pieces together.

It was overwhelming and the day went by and she was no closer to knowing the answer.

Lucifer, Maze, Dan and Ella met at the precinct and finished all the paperwork. Marcus Pierce – well or any of his aliases – was nowhere to be found. They contacted the airports and sent him photo over to the customs and foreign affairs and even contacted Interpol so there was international warrant on him for suspected murder of Charlotte Richards and kidnapping LAPD officer and her liaison.

Lucifer hated the situation. He wanted to find him and make him pay. But it seemed he disappeared. Maze let the word spread that Lucifer Morningstar was looking for that piece of garbage.

"So there is nothing more we can do?" He asked.

"Sorry pal. Nothing. We did all we could." Dan told him. "I hate it as much as you do man." He added and Lucifer nodded.

"What about Chloe and Beatrice?" Lucifer asked.

"What about them?"

"What about the protection?" He clarified.

"I'll talk to Chloe about it tomorrow. We'll keep it on for a couple of more days and if there is no sign of Pierce I don't know…"

"Very well." Lucifer agreed and they both knew neither liked the situation much.

"He won't come." Maze added.

"How can you tell?"

"Because he's not stupid. He knows he failed. And he knows we're after him." Maze said and Dan could only nod in agreement. That was probably true.

"So we're stuck for now?" Ella asked.

"Yeah…" Dan told her. "Go home, people. We can't do anything more." He added and walked away.

Dan called his mother to tell her the news and to assure her they would have to stay in that safe house for only couple more days. He also called Chloe to tell her about the news.

"Okay… so few more days and then we'll go back to normal. Maze is probably right. He won't stick around."

"Yeah, I think so too. I'm still worried though. And hey do you know when you can go home?"

"If everything goes well I could go home in two days with the light cast."

"And a nice pair of crutches." He reminded her with a smile.

"Yes. I will probably need some help in the beginning but we'll make it." She replied and Dan laughed trying to imagine her hopping on the crutches.

"Chlo… what about Lucifer? Did something happen between you two? He was … different today."

"I don't know, Dan. I'm working on it." She said and he could hear the frustration in her voice.

"Hey, don't worry. He'll come around. It's personal for him." Dan told her. "Chlo, call him. You two need to talk." He added and she thanked him for his concern. They wished each other good night and Chloe was left alone with her thoughts then.

Dan was right, she should just call Lucifer and talk to him. But it seemed more difficult than It should have been. He was her partner, her friend. There should be no problem in calling him. Besides she wanted to see him after spending the whole day in bed with nothing but a book a tv-remote. She was going stir crazy and wanted nothing more than to go home.

Lucifer had a meeting with Linda – they haven't had a session in a very long time and now it seemed they had a lot to talk about. He was very reluctant to tell her anything and she wasn't trying to make him talk, she just waited and in the end he just told her that he had kept Chloe warm by his wings. It surprised her.

"And she doesn't remember."

"That's correct."

"I'm sorry to hear that."

"Are you really, doctor?" He asked with a serious doubt.

"Of course I am, Lucifer. You've been trying to show her the real you in a very long time and always something came and you never actually showed her. Now it was this hidden part of you that saved her and it would have been the perfect opportunity for her to finally accept it."

"I could show her the wings anytime." He argued back.

"So perhaps it's not about you not being able to show her the wings but more about you being so worried about her rejection that it prevents you from showing her. Maybe it's not the destiny or your father's doing or anything else but merely your own fear."

And she knew she hit the right spot as he had no answer for her. But the look he gave her spoke volumes. He thanked her and left. But there was no spring in his step, he walked outside like defeated man and she was hurting for him. But it was all part of a process and he had to learn how to accept it. He needed to have faith in Chloe and that was something very difficult for him.

Lucifer went over that had been said and done and was none the wiser.

Little he knew Chloe did the same. Different angle and yet the same outcome. However she came to realization. And she was tired fighting it. The thing that mattered the most to her was the way Lucifer looked at her before she kissed him that evening when Charlotte died. He was expecting rejection, pain and sadness and instead there was hope – she gave him hope. She saw him for what he really was and didn't care about anything else. She loved him. All of him. Or so she thought.