It's finally here! Chapter 9. I am so so sorry for such a long hiatus. I really hope this chapter was worth the wait. I'm very pleased with how it turned out. Hope you all are as well. Happy reading and please review!
A month later and they were no further ahead than from the point the investigation was launched. Lucifer now upon 10 weeks. By now the bump was a bit more pronounced. He could still conceal it with dark dress shirts and suit jackets. But knew once week 24 hit that was going to be unfeasible. Already more lovely symptoms had reared their ugly heads.
If he wasn't worn down by fatigue, there was the ever fickle bitch heartburn to contend with. Really, the latter he found to be quite ironic in its own right. He groans a bit, standing in front of the full length mirror of his penthouse above Lux. Glancing down at the slight protrusion of what used to be his stomach.
"Best take a picture to remember what my manhood looks like, thanks to you"
Back at the station Chloe scanned over autopsy photos for what seemed like the thousandth time. Breaking to sip a bit of coffee, then eyes back on the task at hand.
"Detective..since you're looking over photos already. Might you share your expertise?..which one has better lighting?"
No sooner had she looked up from her work to the familiar charismatic voice was she met with a phone screen displaying more of Lucifer than she'd care to see. Her eyes widen.
"Lucifer?!..are you trying to get me fired?! God sakes put that away"
He rolls his eyes and sighs "I'd rather not have my father roped into this. Thank you..by the way, that was only one picture..we have eight more to look over"
This said of course in his usual facetious manner. Chloe proceeds to rub the temples of her forehead. Fearing at any moment the Lieutenant would round the corner. He puts the phone away and she just shakes her head.
"What the Hell was that about?!"
He scoffs at her fastidious inquiry.
"Come now, Detective.. You've seen that handsome Devil once before.."
"Yes…and that "little Devil" should stay in his pants"
She hadn't even considered how the retort came across. Nor had taken into account Lucifer's current hellish hormonal warfare. One minute he's asking for cock critique, next minute he's on the brink of tears.
"A..are you insinuating he's.."small" ?"
Her eyes start to widen and immediately holds up her palms in a hopeful attempt to
avert a meltdown from happening. Poor emotional bastard.
"Lu..Lucifer, no! I'm not insinuating that at all.. But please, lemme get back to work on this case. I'll talk with you later"
He could tell from the reflection in her voice she was worn down by this investigation. If only there was something he could do to take her mind off it. Just for awhile. To see her smile again.
Lucifer found himself at Lux. Something that caught his right-hand demon off guard. After the way they'd left things he was doubtful she would help with his request.
"Well look what the cat dragged in"
The demon utters. Her tone almost acidic as he makes his way towards the bar front. Again the patron numbers were sparse. Something that became expected since the Devil's absence.
"And it's wonderful to see you as well, Maze..I have a bit of a favor to ask if I could"
She eyes him warily. As if the very inquiry had angered her to the core. Before taking a seat the Devil's hand had inadvertently traveled to rest over his stomach. Mazikeen makes note of this. Her demeanor seemingly changing instantly.
"Is..is *that* the reason behind your infrequencies?"
It struck him odd. Not only her sudden mood shift but the fact she answered with a counter-question. It was then he realized the placement of his hand. He draws in an uneasy breath, slowly.
"It is, Maze. I'm sure my brother has filled you in.. anyhow, about that favor. Any chance that ultrasound machine is still in Lux's storage?"
