Chloe stared at Maze in utter shock. Maze and Lucifer had both said many times that they weren't human. Lucifer in particular voiced the fact that he was the Devil the most. Chloe never believed either of them. She would roll her eyes anytime either of them claimed to not be human.
Chloe could no longer deny it with it standing right in front of her. There was no logical explanation for Maze's face changing within the blink of an eye. There was no way to explain it all, except for the explanation that Maze and Lucifer had given her for over a year.
Chloe collapsed back in her chair, her eyes never leaving Maze's. "Oh my God!"
Maze snorted. "Not even close, Decker."
"Maze, change back and get Chloe a glass of water," Linda said before moving to Chloe's side.
Maze turned back into her human face before heading for the refrigerator.
Linda sat next to Chloe. "Chloe, I know how shocking this is. I've been in your position. Actually, I think you got off a little easier. Maze's face is a lot less traumatizing than Lucifer's."
"This can't be real. This has to be some kind of dream," Chloe said to herself. She knew it wasn't, but she just couldn't believe this was happening. Everything she thought she knew about the world had just fallen apart.
"Trying to deny it even after all this, Decker?" Maze asked as she came over and placed a bottle of water next to her. "I didn't think you were this dense."
"Maze," Linda admonished.
"Hey, she asked for this. She insisted on the truth," Maze said.
Chloe stared at Maze, still trying to comprehend what had just happened. "You… You're a demon."
Maze smirked as she nodded.
"Lucifer's the Devil? He's really the Devil?" Chloe asked. She couldn't believe it. She'd been working with Lucifer for over a year. She considered him one of her closest friends. Hell, they'd become more than friends. She had literally been in league with the Devil himself.
"Yes, but that term doesn't mean what the world thinks it does. He's not evil, Chloe. He's saved your life." Linda said.
Chloe nodded and took a sip of the bottled water next to her. That was true. He had saved her. He'd almost died saving her and Trixie from Malcolm, and more recently, he'd gotten the formula to save her from the poison that nearly killed her.
"He's who you've always known him to be, Decker. We both are. Just in case you were worried I might kill you in your sleep. Like I said, I thought about it once, but now there's no worry," Maze said with a smirk.
"My partner is the Devil and my roommate is a demon. Wait, that means Amenadiel is…"
"He's an angel," Linda said.
"And there was something in there about Charlotte," Chloe said as she pointed to Lucifer's file.
"Not exactly. Charlotte Richards is actually dead. You never even met her. The bitch in her body is Lucifer's mother," Maze said with disgust in her voice.
Chloe's head was spinning. Several people in her life had just been revealed to be other than human. She didn't even know how to handle any of this anymore. "Oh my God."
"I'm not sure you want his help, given that you were just trying to find a way to take him down an hour ago. I'm guessing you see the pointlessness in that now," Maze said.
In that moment, it hit her. God was real. He was Lucifer's father. That realization probably should've hit her a bit sooner, but she was a little overwhelmed. "God."
Maze nodded. "Yup."
"Is Lucifer in Hell?" Chloe asked. As she sat there trying to process everything, she couldn't quite remember if Lucifer told her where his father was taking him, just that he was forcing him to leave.
"No, though I know he would've preferred that. He's in Heaven. Lucifer pissed his old man off, and the bastard punished him by taking away his Free Will, which is essentially what his rebellion was about in the first place," Maze said.
"Free Will?" Chloe asked in disbelief. That couldn't be all it was about, could it? Lucifer couldn't really become known as 'the Devil' for fighting to make his own choices, could he?
"Pretty much. Most of the crap humans came up with is crap," Maze said.
Chloe couldn't take much more. She was on information overload. She needed to think about everything she'd just learned. She needed to decide what it meant for her before she could do anything else. She was just glad Trixie wouldn't be home tonight, so she'd be able to think about it without interruption. "I…I need to be alone."
"Of course. Call me if you want to talk," Linda said before turning to Maze. "Maze, why don't you stay with me tonight."
"Sure," Maze agreed. The last thing Decker probably wanted right now was to be under the same roof as her alone.
Lind stood up. She glanced at Lucifer's file. Ethically, she should take it with her, but she decided that it might help Chloe to look at her notes. "You can call me any time, Chloe."
Chloe nodded mindlessly and watched them leave.
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Lucifer walked into his older brother's quarters, one of the few he actually got on with. Most of his siblings, he didn't much care for, though that had a lot to do with thinking they hated him, which he'd recently learned wasn't exactly true. He also felt betrayed by pretty much all his siblings, as they all turned on him. None of them defended him or came to visit him after he was exiled. Still, there were a few he had a soft spot for, one of which was his brother, Raphael, or as he preferred, Rafe.
Lucifer looked around the main room of his brother's quarter's, which was his lab. Rafe's quarters were large, but they only consisted of two rooms, his lab and his bedroom. His lab was the size of Lucifer's penthouse.
Lucifer found his brother huddled over his microscope. He had wavy brown hair and green eyes and stood at Lucifer's height. He appeared to be in his mid-thirties, but of course, he as much older.
The older angel turned to the younger. "Hello, Sam. I'd heard the rumors, but I assumed they were false."
"Raphael," Lucifer greeted, knowing his brother wouldn't be too happy to be addressed by his full name.
Rafe glared at his brother. "You know I hate being called that."
"And I hate being called 'Sam'," Lucifer countered.
"Yes, but I didn't change my entire name, you won't get reamed out by Dad for calling me what I want. I will," Rafe said.
Lucifer scowled and mumbled to himself. "It's my bloody name. I should be called what I want!"
"Perhaps, but we both know how it works here. Given your bitterness, I can only assume that the rumor that Dad forced you into returning is also true," Rafe said before turning and looking back into his microscope.
"Yes. Experimenting again, Rafe," Lucifer asked, as if that was even a real question. Experimenting was all Raphael did. Humans had speculated that he was healer, but they were off. He was a scientist. His experiments aided their father quite a bit in the creation of humanity.
"Of course. I am observing human blood right now," Rafe said.
"Why would you need to do that? You helped create it," Lucifer reminded his brother.
"Yes, but there's so much to learn about its changes after a human is created. So, what did you do to piss Dad off?" Rafe asked.
"Oh, you didn't hear that much from the seclusion of your lab?" Lucifer asked amused. He was actually surprised his brother heard this much considering he never left his quarters. It was why he never really blamed Rafe for abandoning him. Rafe didn't leave his lab unless their father commanded it. Those who wished to speak to him had to visit him.
"I heard you killed yourself, but I figured you could never be that stupid," Rafe said.
Lucifer didn't say anything.
Rafe turned back to him. "So, you were that stupid. You know how Dad feels about suicide. You're shocked that he reamed you out?"
"It wasn't supposed to be for long. I had something to retrieve from Hell. I didn't think I'd end up here, or that Father would punish me for it," Lucifer said before leaning against the table his brother was working on.
"He takes offense to humans giving up their lives. You thought it would be different for you?" Rafe asked.
"Why not? He hasn't given a care about me in centuries," Lucifer said bitterly.
Rafe sighed. He decided it was best not to argue that. His brother wouldn't' respond well to it. His father and brother were going to have to work it out on their own, which he suspected was part of his father's goal. No doubt he was punishing Samael, but he likely also saw it as an opportunity to repair their relationship. "What's your punishment?"
"Besides being hauled back here? I'm confined to the Silver City until Father decides I've learned my lesson. It may as well be a life sentence. I'm never going to be sorry," Lucifer said. If he thought there was any chance at all, he'd attempt to act as his father wanted him to until he could leave, but he knew that day would never come. He would have to prove he was sorry first, and he wasn't. It was times like this that he wished he had it in him to lie, but he didn't.
"Dad wouldn't have told you there was a chance for you to leave if he didn't know you could learn what he wants you to. He would've just said you're never leaving," Rafe said. He'd be the first to admit that his father could be kind of an ass at times, not that he'd ever say it where he could hear, but he also believed his dad just wanted what was best for Samael.
"I don't care what he thinks. I'm not going to succumb to his lesson. I will never regret it," Lucifer said before heading back out of his brother's rooms.