CHAPTER 7
Dan takes the drink offered to him and gulps it down in one go. He puts the glass down and stares at Lucifer and Chloe, eager to know what the problem is.
"Trixie Babe," Chloe calls out to her daughter. "Can you come here for a second?"
"Coming, Mommy." The girl says, coming out from behind the fridge door, a box of apple juice in her hands.
"Make yourself at home, Spawn." Lucifer tells Trixie, a little outraged, and yet touched by the fact that the little girl would feel enough at home to do such a common gesture.
"Thanks, Lucifer. How did you know these are my favorites?"
"I'm the Devil, Child. I know everything." He simply answers. "Now why don't you sit down beside your father."
Trixie complies and sits beside Dan. Dan looks again at the pair in front of him, clearly annoyed by all this. He takes another glass.
"So what is it?" He asks again.
Chloe instinctively gets closer to Lucifer, seeking his warmth and comfort. Lucifer's hand comes to rest on her hip, without him, nor Chloe realising it. Dan looks at them, puzzled, and still refuses to see what's right under his nose.
"You remember when you asked me the other time if I was seeing someone?"
Dan nods. "Yes..." He tells her, knowing where this is heading, but his brain still somehow refuses to acknowledge anything. Trixie, on the other hand, is doing her best not to jump up and down on the couch as she realises what her mother tries to say.
"Well, you were right. And I'm currently dating someone. It's Lucifer."
Dan's jaw drops. Suspecting it and having the confirmation out of Chloe's mouth were two different things. He goes back that time he walked into the archive room.
"So when I walked in on you guys in the archive room?"
"I was getting some files." Chloe confirms, looking at Trixie. "We just got side-tracked." She finishes.
Dan stands up, clearly ill-at-ease. "Chloe." He says. "Can I talk to you alone for a second?"
"Sure." She agrees. She looks one last time at the Devil beside her. He squeezes her hip reassuringly. "Trixie, can you stay here with Lucifer?"
Trixie nods her head enthusiastically. Lucifer grins. "You can use the master bedroom." Lucifer tells Dan. "She knows the way." He adds, smirking at Dan.
Chloe elbows him, more for good measure than to hurt him. To be honest, she knew the way very well and lately, this place felt more like home to her than her current place. Lucifer simply grins at her. Chloe looks back at Dan.
"Come on." She simply tells him, making her way to the bedroom, going to the far end, so their conversation wouldn't be heard. As soon as Chloe stops walking, Dan turns to her, his anger and frustration exploding.
"Please tell me this is some sort of joke! What do you think you're doing, Chloe?" He hisses
"Dan…"
"You're dating Lucifer! You can't date him!"
"And who do you think you are exactly to tell me who I can date?"
"Chloe…" Dan starts. "You've got a right to have a life and I'm all in favor of this. But this is Lucifer we're talking about. He's a playboy, banging a different chick or dude every night. He's toxic to you and once he'll get bored, he'll just move on to the next one, and you'll end up getting hurt."
"Kinda like you betrayed me by lying to me about Palmetto," Chloe bites back, Dan's words still sinking inside her brain, despite her trust in Lucifer. "I trust him and I know he's going to be there for - she stops herself from using the word "us" - me. He's a good man, Dan." She finally says.
Dan doesn't answer and paces back and forth instead. He walks up to Chloe again.
"Does the Lieutenant knows?"
"Yes." Chloe says. "She sorta caught us at the retreat."
"Great, so now you're having sex with him." Dan replies.
Chloe fights the reply threatening to escape her - You know who you're talking about. He is sex personified and could flip anyone over? - and instead just looks back at Dan.
"Tell me you at least used protection. I mean God only knows where his dick has been before." He looks at Chloe, waiting for her answer. "You didn't?"
"Maybe we should go back to the living-room." Chloe simply says, neither confirming nor denying his statement.
Around the same time - Lucifer's living-room.
Lucifer looks around the room as he watches Chloe disappear behind the wall of his master bedroom. His face turns to Trixie, still seated on his couch. She looks at him intensely. He simply stares back at her, not knowing what to do or what to say. For the first time in his very long life, the Devil really looks ill-at-ease. He clears his throat.
"You want some more juice?"
"No, I'm good." Trixie says, clearly enjoying this whole situation.
After a few more moments of heavy silence, she takes pity on the Devil in front of her and walks over to him. She sits on one of his bar stools beside him.
"It's cool you and Mom are together now."
"I'm glad you approve, Urchin." Lucifer tells her as he pours himself a drink, and gets two other glasses ready. "At least that makes one of us."
"You know Dad will come around." She puts her hand on his, and to her surprise, Lucifer doesn't pull back. "He can be thick-headed as Mom says, but once he sees how happy you make her, he'll change his mind."
"How do you know this?"
"Ever since she met you, she always had something to say about you whether you annoyed her, made her laugh or cheered her up. And lately, her face lit up each time you were around." Lucifer smiles at the child's confession. "She even thought you were a magician for a while. But I know you're the Devil." She whispers to him.
"And you're not scared?"
"No." She looks at him, straight into his eyes. "Just promise me you won't hurt her."
"I give you my word, Spawn." He takes a sip. "Why aren't you scared of me?"
"I don't know." She honestly replies. "I just like you and Mom says I'm a very good judge of character." She smiles. "You help catch bad guys and work with my Mom, so you can't be evil. And you make me laugh."
Before Lucifer can reply to what he considers an insult - he is the Devil, and the Devil is a lot of things but not a buffoon - Chloe and Dan come back into the living-room. He walks to her.
"So how did it go?" He asks. Then he sees Dan grabbing one of his bottles and pours himself a huge glass. "Not well apparently." Lucifer adds.
Trixie joins her mom and hugs her tight. "I'm so happy to have a little brother or sister."
Both Lucifer and Dan choke on their drinks at the same time. Chloe looks at Lucifer, scolding him.
"Lucifer? Did you tell her?"
"I did no such thing." He answers.
"Is this true?" Dan asks, needing to hear it from Chloe's mouth.
"Dan…"
"Is it true?" He asks again, the alcohol starting to get to his brain.
"Yes. I'm pregnant, Dan." She replies, before turning her attention back to Trixie. "How did you know, Monkey?"
"Maze said you were different, kinda glowing. And you called the baby-doctor to get an appointment. I didn't want to eavesdrop, but I heard the conversation, so I just thought you were going to have another baby."
Dan suddenly stands up, grabs the glass Lucifer prepared for himself and downs it in one go before grabbing his keys and heading for the elevator. Chloe stops him and grabs his arm. He shakes his arm away.
"Dan." Chloe tries to talk to him. The anger and the alcohol making a dangerous cocktail. "You can't drive. You've had too much to drink."
Dan walks past Chloe and walks to the elevator again. Lucifer puts himself in his path.
"Lucifer, move!" Dans threatens the Devil. "I'm in no mood for your mind games."
"Not until you give me your keys, Douche ." He simply says.
"Why do you care?"
"I don't." He simply says. "But they do, and that's enough for me." He doesn't move one inch. "So give me the keys."
Dan tries to get past Lucifer but still, the Devil blocks his exit.
"You better move. I'm not going to repeat it once again."
"Or what? You're going to shoot me?" He mocks him.
"Don't tempt me…" Dan mumbles.
"Come on, Douche, give me the…"
Lucifer doesn't have the time to finish his sentence as Dan's fist collide with his face, taking him by surprise. The Devil stumbles a few steps back before falling to the floor, feeling the full force of the blow because of Chloe's nearness. Trixie looks at Lucifer and rushes to his side helping him up, soon joined by Chloe. The blonde woman glares daggers at Dan, while Trixie simply gives him a sad look. It's Trixie's eyes that bring Dan back to reality, at least for a few moments. He puts his keys on the bar and exits the penthouse. Chloe helps Lucifer sit down on the couch before looking through his freezer for some ice. She applies it to his bruised cheek and the Devil winces.
"Really?" She slightly mocks him.
"Mom!" Trixie says.
"You should listen to your Spawn more often." Lucifer says. "She has good insights." He grins at her.
Chloe applies more pressure on his cheek and Lucifer winces once again. "Ouch!" He exaggerates.
"Right…" She playfully mocks him.
"Hey!" He answers. "You make me mortal, remember."
"How could I forget." She says, looking at her belly. Lucifer smiles at her.
Once Chloe is sure Lucifer is fine, she turns to her daughter and the look in her eyes simply breaks her heart. She takes her daughter into a bear hug.
"It's okay, Monkey. Daddy's going to be fine. He's just a bit upset, and sometimes people who are upset do stupid things. But it's not against you. Okay?" Trixie nods. "How about we get home and then I can read you a bedtime story?" The child nods again but doesn't let go of her mother. Chloe turns to Lucifer, she doesn't need to say anything.
"It's okay." Lucifer reassures Chloe. "I get it. Call me later?"
"I'll try." She gives him a quick kiss. "I'll see you tomorrow at work?"
The Devil hesitates for a moment. "Maybe it's best if I wait a few days, you know, to let him cool down a bit, just to avoid any further incidents..." He hands Trixie her jacket.
"Okay."
"But do call me later when you have a minute, Darling." He says, mischievously. "I'd like to tell you a bedtime story of my own if you're up for it." Chloe looks back at him. "I'll promise I'll make it worth your time."
"I'll see what I can do." Chloe simply replies as the elevator arrives.
Short before 10:30 pm - Chloe's place.
Chloe had just put Trixie to bed after trying to reassure her - once again - that Dan's reaction wasn't against her and he still loved her. He was just upset. After many questions and great efforts from Chloe in order to find excuses for Dan's behaviour and not just saying "Because your father is a huge Douche", Chloe finally managed to appease her daughter's worries and she finally fell asleep. She heads to her bedroom and finally sits down, breathing deeply, waiting for this day to be over.
She brings her hand to her stomach and her mind drifts to Lucifer. She didn't want to leave him, but she didn't want to impose Trixie at his place, especially after what happened. She sits on her bed and takes her phone out of her pocket. She searches in her contacts for Lucifer and pauses before she hits dial. She knew that if she called him their call wouldn't just end with a goodnight and she was way out of her comfort zone. Back when she was still with Dan, they had tried to have some sexy fun over the phone but the whole experience had been so awkward they decided to never try, nor talk about it ever again. But at the same time, Lucifer had a way of turning her previous awkward experiences into bliss. She finally reaches her decision after an inner battle and hits dial. He picks up on the first ring.
"Evening, Darling." He says on the other end of the phone. His voice is happy and sensual. "I thought you had forgotten about me." He jokes.
Chloe chuckles nervously, not really knowing where to begin. "No." She says. "It's just Trixie had a lot of questions about what happened."
"And?" Lucifer asks, feeling the hesitation in her voice.
"Nothing." She answers, barely convinced by her own voice.
"Really?" Lucifer asks her.
"I just don't know where to begin." She finally lets out.
Lucifer smiles and his voice turns deep and filled with honesty. "You do know we could just talk if you're not comfortable with it, right?" He says.
Chloe decides to go for a bit of humour. "Did you think I was calling for something other than a late night chat?" She says. She hears Lucifer's small laugh on the other end. " Yes, humor was a good idea. " She thinks.
"Well, to be honest, I only plan on telling a bedtime story, Love. What you do with it is entirely up to you."
"Is it?" She asks, the tension slowly melting away the more he talks to her. She lies down on her bed. "I'm listening." She says. "Put me to sleep, Satan." She teases back, slowly easing into it.
"Oh, you're going to sleep alright once I'm done, Love!" His voice playful once again.
Chloe hears a ruffling noise. "Lucifer?" She asks.
"I'm just making myself comfortable and I put you on speaker. Maybe you should do the same." He teases her.
"You've been on my headset from the beginning." She answers.
"Have I now? Aren't you a little minx." He smiles. "I'm glad you prepared yourself. You never know when you might need your hands."
"I guess we'll see how the story progresses."
"Splendid." He answers. "Now let me tell you the wonderful story of a blonde detective and her civilian consultant."
"Can't wait to hear about them." She says.
"It was another late night at the office for our wonderful duo. They were seated at the detective's desk, the civilian consultant doing most of the paperwork while the detective looked around bored out of her mind, looking for any distractions available. After finishing the third file, the consultant suddenly needed something from the archive room…"
"Really?" Chloe says. "You're right, it is a fantasy world."
"Alright." Lucifer says. "The consultant ran out of staples and he desperately needed some to finish his paperwork. So he decided to get some from the supply closet just outside the bullpen."
"I see." She replies, getting into the story. "And so the Detective decided to accompany the Consultant, just in case."
"Exactly, Darling." Lucifer's voice drops an octave. "Except, when they wanted to get out of the closet, they realised the door was stuck"
"Did they now?"
"Indeed. The space was too small for them to try to force the door open. And so they found themselves stuck in this tiny little space, with barely enough room to move around. Two big shelves were against the wall and a steel table was on the opposite side. Since it was very late at night, they were sure no one would be here for a few hours."
"What is the consultant wearing?" Chloe asks, surprising him.
"He's wearing…" He pauses for a moment checking out what's he's currently wearing. "...a black vest and dress pants, as well as light grey shirt neatly tucked in."
"No jacket?"
"No. The Consultant left it at his desk" He answers. "His sleeves are rolled up to his elbows." He takes a slow breath in. "And is the Detective still wearing that sexy light blue linen shirt with those impossibly tight skinny jeans?"
"She is." Chloe answers.
"Very good." Lucifer says. "Shall I continue with my bedtime story then?" The Devil feels the need to ask, just to make sure Chloe is now comfortable with where their conversation is heading.
"Please do continue." Chloe says, her voice a lot breathier than she intended, eager to see where the Devil is taking her.
"Splendid." Lucifer answers. "So our two heroes are stuck in a small space. But there's a catch."
"What is it?" Chloe asks, her eyes slowly closing as she follows Lucifer on his journey.
"As it turns out, the Detective suffers from a bit of claustrophobia, and she now starts to panic and becomes a bit restless."
Chloe's shoulders tense up as Lucifer's words awaken an old fear she buried deep in herself a few years ago after she got stuck in an elevator. She takes a sharp breath in.
"In order to soothe her and ease her worries, the consultant wraps his arms around her shoulders and brings her trembling body against him. She rests her head against his strong chest and her blond hair tickles his skin right above the shirt. He feels her shiver against him. His lips come close to her ear and his voice whispers to her.
"Don't worry, partner. You're going to be fine. Just listen to my voice and focus on me."
"Yes." Chloe simply answers her body relaxing a little as his words sink in.
"His hands move from her back to her shoulders and he turns her around so her back in now touching his chest. He rubs her shoulders, slowly easing out the knots in her back, his strong fingers going down her spine little by little, until they rest on her hips, bringing her closer to him." He stops.
"Can you feel them, Darling?" Chloe lets out a low moan. "Can you feel the heat of my hands slowly dissipating the tension in you? How do they feel?" He finishes, letting go of his fantasy to focus on her now.
"They feel good." Chloe simply says.
"Just wait until they reach that golden skin under your shirt." He chuckles, the sound going straight to her lower belly. "Speaking of, Love, I think it's time for you to remove your shirt. Don't you think?"
He hears some brisk noise on her side of the line and he can easily picture Chloe hurriedly getting rid of her shirt. He decides to tease her a little further. After all, wasn't that the whole point?
"Not so fast, Darling." Lucifer stops her. "We have all the time in the world. After all the door is closed for a few hours." The Devil continues, slipping back into the fantasy he created for them. "Now I want you to remove your shirt slowly, starting from the bottom and slowly going up, caressing each new centimeters you uncover as my hands would do if I was here, leaving goosebumps all over your skin."
Lucifer hears the fabric of her shirt and he can imagine her fingers dancing across her skin and undoing each button, one by one. It almost felt like unwrapping a gift. Chloe surprises him again and asks, her voice heavy with arousal.
"What about you then?"
"I'm at your disposal, Love. Tell me what to do and shall proceed."
"Remove your shirt and vest. But do it slowly, just as I would do it. Taking my time to explore your chest, ribs, abs as they show the more I remove your clothing."
"As you wish." Lucifer says, taking off his vest, before undoing his buttons one by one, trailing his fingers lower, lightly scratching his skin, just like Chloe would do, closing his eyes to have the visual to go with the touch. As he reaches his stomach, he stops right above the hem of his dress pants, his member already hard and twitching in the confine of his pants. He lets out a throaty moan as he discards his shirt and vest on the floor at the foot of his bed. "I'll have you know, Darling, I'm already very hard, and we're still half-dressed. Can you feel it pressing down your lower back as your shirt pools at your feet, quickly followed by your bra?"
"Yes. It feels amazing."
"I turn you again in my arms so I can now see your face and finally kiss your lips. My fingers tangle in your hair while my free hand drops to your lower back. I can feel your fingers playing with the small hair at the back of my neck and your left hand finishes to push the shirt off my back. Your breath quickens as my mouth follows your throat to nibble at your pulse point and my hands slowly drop to your breasts to find your perky nipples."
Chloe trails her hands down her body, following the picture he's painting for her, her finger playing with her nipples.
"I continue my journey down your body, slowly backing you against one of the shelve units so you can find some balance using the shelf. My mouth stops right at the top of your jeans, my fingers still playing with your breasts and nipples."
"Come on, Lucifer." She says, as her fingers reach for her jeans to remove them.
"Not yet, Love." He answers. "I'm not done teasing you yet. Remember, we have all night."
"Lucifer…"
"I know, Darling. Just be a bit more patience. Only you can get the Devil to his knees in front of you. I open your jeans and slowly pull them down to your ankle, removing one leg at a time, before finally inching my way up your leg, leaving a trail of small kisses everywhere my fingers go, nudging the soft spot behind your knee, before finally resting just above your underwear." Lucifer takes a deep breath in, almost like a growl. "Can you picture this, the Devil on his knees, worshipping you, the only barrier between us, and preventing me from tasting you, being this tiny piece of clothing." He pauses, needing a moment to compose himself. "Should I remove it?" He teases her a bit further.
"Please…" Chloe simply breathes out, hanging on his every word, slowly pushing down her jeans and panties down, her fingers instinctively finding their way between her legs. She moans as she feels her wetness, one hand cupping her mound as the other remains on her right breast.
Lucifer lets out a loud moan as he hears her plea, still surprised at how affected he is by all this. He voices his thought. "My trousers are so tight right now. Oh the things you do to me, Love. And those noises… They're just delightful. I can't wait to be buried deep inside you." He finishes.
"Then remove the rest of your clothes." Chloe tells him. "I want you to touch yourself while you go down on me." She blurts out, surprising herself and the Devil at the same time.
Lucifer smiles. "I thought you'd never ask." He breathes out as he wastes no time removing the evil contraptions that are his trousers and boxers to drop them somewhere around his shirt and vest.
Chloe feels a new shot of arousal as she hears his sharp intake of breath when his fingers wrap around his shaft, starting slow up and down movements, his eyes closing, relishing in the sounds he hears from Chloe on the other side of the phone. After a few more slow strokes, he finally speaks again.
"You taste delicious by the way, Darling. I can feel your heat radiating as my tongue slowly circles your little love button, flicking it from left to right, then up and down, then tapping it lightly, never keeping the same rhythm, changing my speed and pattern each time you get used to it.
Chloe mirrors his action and follows his directions, her fingers matching his speed and patterns. His rhythm accelerates a bit, and they're now both breathing heavily, Lucifer clearly struggles to find his words. He moans loudly, but finally manages to compose himself and he put his tongue to good use once again.
"My tongue goes down, teasing your opening, while my nose still presses down on your love button. I replace my tongue with one finger, slowly sliding in and out of you, teasing you, curling just at the end, finding this very sweet spot inside of you, making you shiver with each thrust."
Chloe's fingers find her opening and she copies his pace and movements until she feels herself near the edge. Lucifer feels it too and voices it.
"You're near, aren't you?" Chloe moans in response. "I can't wait to be inside you, feel your walls tighten around me as I move in and out of you, bringing us both to completion." Lucifer groans as his grip on his member tightens, his pace increasing.
"I'm so close, Lucifer." Chloe tells him.
"Then stop!" Lucifer tells her, his voice low and straining. Chloe stops her movements despite her strong need to reach her relief, whining at the loss of contact.
"I know, Love, I'm close too. I need it to." He says, fully understanding how she feels. "I slowly come up your body, my hard shaft going up your leg until it reaches your opening, resting there, barely entering, teasing you a bit longer. I push just the tip in before pulling out completely. Your ass partly rests on the shelf and partly on my hands as your legs wrap around my waist, pulling me tight into your embrace. I finally give in and enter you fully, your wetness engulfing me, welcoming me all the way." He breathes in deeply. "I bloody love how you feel around me, Love!"
Lucifer groans, his pace is now almost frantic, his strokes now harder as they both near their completion. Lucifer closes his eyes, using his memory to recall the sensation of how she felt around him, as Chloe pushes two of her fingers in, creating the friction she craves. They're now both panting, unable to utter one more word, outside the choice of swear words Lucifer breathes out, mixed with what sounds like Chloe. Lucifer suddenly feels his release wash over him as his whole body trembles from the intensity of it. He shamelessly moans on the phone, voicing his pleasure as he spills himself on his stomach. His moans and groans are the necessary push Chloe needs to fall over and she follows him soon after. She feels her walls clench around her fingers and she breathes out the Devil's name.
They both lay panting on their bed until they both come down from their heights. Lucifer is the first one to make a noise. He chuckles loudly.
"Well, that was a first." He says.
"Phone sex?"
"Dad, no!" He replies. "I've had many naughty conversations. However, the intensity of the whole thing was a first. Usually, it's enjoyable, but that's all. This little session had been very fulfilling." He grins. "You're really one of a kind, Chloe." He chuckles once again. "I told I'd make it worth your time."
"That was…" She pauses. "...intense to say the least. You were right. I'm gonna sleep very well tonight." She jokes back. "Good night, my Devil."
"Sweet dreams, Love." He replies, the possessive not going unnoticed. "So I'll see you tomorrow at work?"
"Didn't you want to wait a few days?"
"Changed my mind. I guess your Devil has a hard time going a day without seeing you." He simply answers. "Good night, Darling." Then he hangs up.
The next morning - LAPD Precinct.
When Lucifer walks in, Chloe is already working on their case, so wrapped in it, that she doesn't hear him come in. She jumps slightly as he puts the cup down on her desk. She lifts her eyes from her paper and looks at him, a rush of desire attacking her by surprise. She locks her eyes with his and smiles at him. Lucifer mirrors her grin and comes closer to her as he gives her the coffee.
"I see last night made quite an impression on you. There's always the supply closet, or the archive room if you can't wait until lunch, Darling." Then louder. "I thought you might need some coffee this morning."
"Thanks." Chloe answers him.
"So how did it go with the Douche - I mean Dan - this morning?"
"Haven't talked to him. He hasn't come in yet." She looks at his desk. "It's not like him to be late, Lucifer." She adds, a bit worried.
"I'm sure he made it home in one piece, Detective. He probably just had a hard time waking up, that's all. My guess is he didn't stop the party after he left the penthouse."
Just as he finishes his sentence, Dan walks in, wearing sunglasses, probably with the biggest hangover of his life. He immediately walks over to Chloe.
"Can I have my keys back?" He simply says without further introductions.
"Is that all you have to say?" Chloe asks.
"I'm not going to apologise. I'm still not okay with you dating him . " He answers motioning towards Lucifer.
"Well, then it's a good thing we don't need your permission, Daniel. But if I were you I'd talked to your Offspring, if she still wants to talk to you." Lucifer replies.
Chloe hands him his keys. "Here are your keys." She says, neutral, willing to keep the tension at a minimal level. "As for the rest, you don't have to be okay with it, just accept it. At least do it for Trixie. She really likes Lucifer. And Lucifer makes me happy." She finishes, the words flowing out without her realising it.
Lucifer looks at her, smiling widely but not saying anything. Apparently, Chloe's confession seems to be enough to calm Dan down - at least for now.
"I'll be over here if you need anything for the case."
"Sure, Dan." Chloe replies. "Talk to you later."
Lucifer looks at Dan, smirking before he takes his seat beside the Detective. He pretends to work on something for a while before coming closer to her, his knee now touching hers, his fingers ghosting over her inner thigh.
"So I make you happy, Darling?" He tells her.
"Lucifer…" She starts, ready to blame her previous blurt-out on the hormones if necessary.
"I have to admit…" Lucifer stops her "...you make me very happy as well." He finishes, all playfulness gone from his voice.
"I do?" Chloe asks, still surprised by his confession.
"Well, the Devil just doesn't have a spawn with the first woman he meets, does he?" He replies, hiding behind his antics, a huge grin on his face.
Chloe pushes him a bit away from her, unable to stop the smile on her face. "You can be a dick sometimes, do you know that?"
"Yes, Love." He brings his chairs close to her again. "But I'm your dick." He whispers.
"You better!" Chloe replies. "I don't like to share." She takes a sip of her cup. "Speaking of baby, I have the appointment for the first echography, would like to come with me. It's in about an hour."
"You mean we're going to see it?" Lucifer asks, a bit uneasy.
"Not yet. It's still super small. It's just to check everything is fine. But if you'd rather not come with me, I would understand. I just thought, maybe, you might want to come with me." She quickly says, trying to hide her disappointment.
"Of course I'll come with you, Darling." He tells her. "I just need to do something first. I'll meet you at the car in 15 minutes, alright?"
"Sure." Chloe answers.
Lucifer stands up and heads out of the bullpen, walking to the bathroom to calm his nerves before meeting Chloe. After all, this medical appointment would make her pregnancy fully real, and this scared him to Hell. He doesn't hear the first time someone calls him.
"Lucifer!" Comes the voice once again, louder this time.
He turns around. "Yes?" His smile fades as he sees Dan walk up to him. Before he realises it, Dan pushes him into the supply closet and locks the door behind them.
"I don't know what your game is regarding Chloe," Dan tells Lucifer, his finger poking at his chest "but I swear if you hurt her or Trixie, I will make you suffer!"
Lucifer looks back at Dan, torn between laughing and being impressed by his reaction. He takes hold of his wrist and stops Dan's movement. Finally, he decides to laugh softly.
"Daniel, look at you all brave and daring, threatening the Devil. Looks like it's possible to be a Douche and have some backbones after all." He comes closer to Dan, their face almost touching. Dan doesn't back down, but Lucifer feels his uneasiness. "You can rest assured, Daniel. I'm fully committed to her and just because you failed her, it doesn't mean I'm gonna do the same." Dan lets go of the Devil jacket. "And don't you ever grab me again. I may be nice to you because of your parenthood to the Detective's Offspring, but even I have my limits. Many got killed for less than this." He looks straight at him, his eyes almost shifting. "Are we clear, Daniel?" Daniel simply nods, losing a bit of his previous composure. Lucifer's face changes in an instant and he's back to his usual self. "Perfect. After you, Detective." He finishes, opening the door.
He bumps into Chloe as he exits the small space.
"What were you guys doing in here?" She asks, curious as to why Lucifer and Dan would be in the supply closet.
"Nothing like where your mind is heading, Detective." Lucifer teases her, the memory of their night very alive in his mind. "We were just talking." Once Dan is gone, he completes his idea. "Although I admit this isn't what I had in mind when I thought of getting stuck with a Detective in a supply closet."
Chloe looks away from him - and the supply closet - reliving last night vividly, the sensation going straight to her lower belly, her hormones already shooting up. She needed to get away from this closet quickly if she didn't want to do something she might regret. She grabs his sleeves.
"Come on, Lucifer, we're going to be late."
"After you, Detective." He replies, holding the door for her as they walk to her car.
You thought I forgot about the pregnancy XD. Let's just say I got side-tracked a little bit :D.
Hope you enjoyed it :D
