Hmm.. I really thought I wrote more to this than there actually was. At any rate, please enjoy. I think this chapter is pretty damn cute. I hope it was worth the wait. Please R&R
Given the nature of their real identities meant absolutely no medical intervention. Also meaning they were in personal possession of every type of machinery, drug and tool known to man. Living for thousands of years, acquiring ample medical knowledge along the way.
She nods as the corner of her mouth perks a bit into a small smile. Scanning the small group briefly, she asks the patrons to leave. A couple she had to bribe with cash, but eventually it left just the two of them.
Digging the machine out from its dusty dwelling and proceeding to a backroom. One would never know the club also functioned as a smaller, undisclosed medical facility. Inside was a paper-lined exam table.
Cabinets filled with medications. Jars of tongue depressors and cotton balls lined the wall. Maze fires up the machine as Lucifer began unbuttoning his shirt and easing himself onto the table. Turning her back to him briefly to fetch the ultrasound gel.
"Alright, this may be a bit cold"
She forewarns. A cheeky little grin appears on his face.
"Darling. I was the ruler of Hell for centuries. A paltry glob of ultrasound gel is nothing"
"If you insist" she replies. The small smile returning as she was trying not to break down into hysterics. Second the substance made contact with the Devil's bare flesh, he flinched and nearly jolted.
"Bloody Hell, Maze.."
The demon simply chuckled softly and shook her head.
"Hey. Don't say you weren't warned"
As things settled back down she grabbed the transducer. Making a few last minute adjustments to the machine. Lucifer's stomach sheen from the gel. Before he knew it the device was gliding, albeit with slight pressure applied, across his swell .
He lets out a puff of air. Watching as Mazikeen, with look of pure focus, guides the device along till it reaches its destination. Pressing firmly on the spot. She lets out a slight gasp. Almost as in awe. Simultaneously turning the screen so he could see.
"So where is this little bugger?"
He inquires. Noticing the shocked expression rapidly wash over her face. She bites her bottom lip briefly.
"Um Lucifer..what you think that means and what it actually means, are two different things"
"Pfft..utter bollocks"
He counters. The demon simply rolls her eyes and pushes forward. The image displayed on the screen was rather small, grainy and cast in a black/grey hue. However, there was no denying it was indeed a baby. Applying just a slight amount more pressure on the transducer.
"Well I'll be damned.. again"
He utters in obvious wit. Watching on as his tiny unborn child squirmed ever so slightly. The demon smiles and flips a few more switches. Immediately the swishing, personified sounds of the child's heartbeat could be heard.
"Nice and strong. That's what we wanna hear"
States Mazikeen, still with a half smile and later wipes the bit of gel off his abdomen. The heartbeat of his unborn child resonating in his ears, long after the machine was shut off.
It was still a little too early to determine the sex. Since this wasn't your typical clinic, no orders had to be put in place. It was more or less left upon what Maze thought was best (not too excessive or lax). His next appointment was at the 20th week mark.
"This' been lovely an all, dear. But I need to piss like a horse"
Lucifer's eloquent statement dampening the warm fuzzies. Maze had forgotten, in combination with the pregnancy. He had to drink quite a bit of fluid for a successful ultrasound.
"Well..you do that. Oh, and don't forget this"
And hands him the ultrasound printout. Taking care of business and before he was to make his way to his penthouse. Lucifer gave Chloe's a brief visit. She was still gone, working in his favor. Gently laid the image out on the table, and a heartfelt (though he'd never admit to it) note that simply read.
"Hope this little chap (chapette?)brings that smile back. I've missed it."