Authors Note: Well this is the last chapter peeps, I hope you've enjoyed it. I really liked writing this one, always like it when Chloe does find out he's the Devil and even though this is the last chapter, I may consider a sequel or one shot. Maze could be babysitting Trixie while Lucifer and Chloe finally go on a date or something lol ;)

Anyway, hope you enjoy! And thanks for all the support!

DB out!

Lucifer lay stretched out on the large sofa, his suit jacket had been removed, the top few buttons of his shirt undone and the sleeves pushed up to his elbows giving him a slightly ruffled, but relaxed look. Chloe didn't think she'd ever seen him look more attractive. She sat at the end of the sofa facing him, her legs folded underneath her and a glass of wine in her hand. Her lips curled into a joyful smile as she gazed at her daughter who lay curled up against the handsome Devil, her head pillowed on his stomach and thin arms wrapped tightly around his waist. She'd refused to go to bed, not wanting to risk Lucifer disappearing again and had taken residence by his side.

What surprised Chloe more was that her partner never said a word, just smiled and welcomed the child into his arms. The Detective felt her heart beat a little faster at the sight. She knew even though Lucifer didn't always show it, that he adored her daughter, but seeing the tenderness and affection being displayed so openly made her heart swell within her chest. How on earth this man could be the Devil, she'd never know. Yes, he could be scary when he lost his temper, but for the most part he was so innocent and childlike, always curious about the human experience and despite his playboy lifestyle, he had the biggest heart she'd ever known.

Lucifer quirked his eyebrow at her, nudging her with his sock clad foot. "Darling, I know I'm irresistible but we can't in front of the child. Shame on you."

She wisely ignored him. "I'm glad you're not dead; again." She told him with a shy smile. Chloe didn't think there were words that could accurately describe how utterly overjoyed she was that he was sitting there across from her. Seeing him on the ground like that was going to give her nightmares for a while to come.

Huffing a laugh he nodded his head in agreement, then taking a sip of his scotch he placed it back on the table, careful to avoid rousing the sleeping little girl tucked beside him. "Me too."

"Does Maze know you're alive?"

Lucifer nodded. "Yes, she's rather angry with me for going up against my mother on my own. I have no doubt she's taking her frustrations out on some poor sod."

Chloe frowned, feeling strangely dirty. "I didn't need to know that, thanks."

"What? He or she is probably having the best experience of their life." He told her truthfully, a wistful smile playing at his lips.

Deciding a subject change was needed she asked curiously. "So what did he say?"

"Who?"

"Your dad. God." He stared blankly for a second then smirked at her. Chloe smacked him playfully on the leg, seeing that he was just teasing her. "Did he tell you why he did it?"

Lucifer sighed and it was such a weary sound that for a brief moment she was able to catch a glimpse of just how ancient he truly was. It was all in his eyes. She could only imagine the things he'd seen over the centuries. It was equal parts amazing and terrifying that the immortal fallen Angel was sitting on her sofa, sipping scotch with her daughter held tightly at his side.

"My father always has a plan, Chloe. Not one that he likes to share with the rest of us, inconsiderate twat if you ask me. But he believed with your positive influence that I was changing for the better, and he wanted to see how far I'd come." Chloe watched as he unconsciously pulled Trixie closer to him, his fingers combing through the little girl' soft hair and she felt her heart soar. "He was the one who released my mother from her prison, said he wanted to test me. See if I was willing to go against her knowing that there was a high probability that I wouldn't survive."

Chloe' felt her anger rising toward Lucifer' father, not really taking the time to consider that it was actually God she was getting pissed at. "Why would he do that?"

"Simply because he can." He cocked his head to the side as he regarded her. "I did tell you before that he was a twat, didn't I?"

"I know, but letting your mother loose on earth, knowing how dangerous she was? Bringing you back in a teenager' body and making you weak and then practically forcing you to go up against her, knowing you'd lose." She gripped the glass tightly, breathing harshly through her nose as she seethed. "Your dad is a real dick, Lucifer."

The Devil snorted, a strange sensation building inside him until it finally escaped his lips, and he found himself giggling. A full blown chortle and he couldn't stop his shoulders from shaking. It made Chloe laugh too. She'd never seen him giggle like that before. It made her immensely happy that she was the reason.

Lucifer finally calmed and wiped the corner of his eyes, looking at the tears on his finger tips in confusion, then glanced at Chloe. "Really? You humans cry when you laugh too? That's barbaric."

She shook her head at his Luciferness.

"I think I'm rubbing off on you Detective, more than you're rubbing off on me. And no that wasn't a sexual reference. Although..." He chuckled, waggling his eyebrows suggestively.

Chloe ignored his lewdness and just let his voice wash over her, his deep rumbling tones that she'd missed so much. She placed her glass on the floor next to the sofa, just within reach and placed her hand on his foot. She smirked when he flinched, eyeing her sceptically.

"What are you doing, love?"

"You'll see." She gripped his foot firmly and pressed her thumb into the sole and pushed upward. Pleasure rippled through her when he grumbled deep in his throat and his eyes slipped shut.

"Do that again," he whispered huskily.

Chloe used both hands and started massaging him, using her thumbs to put pressure on certain points and she smirked when she felt him sink into the cushions with a breathy sigh of contentment.

Once she stopped she kept one hand on his leg, lightly caressing him. He opened his eyes slowly, staring at her with such reverence that she started to feel a little awkward.

"Your hands are positively sinful, Chloe Decker. I look forward to experiencing them in other areas someday."

She laughed and patted his leg. "You'll be lucky."

"I will indeed." He leered.

They fell into a comfortable silence, simply enjoying each others company. Chloe gaze dropped down to her daughter sleeping peacefully, although she had no idea how. Lucifer seemed to pick up on her thoughts and smiled knowingly.

"I locked those dark thoughts that might plague her into the furthest corners of her mind. She'll have no nightmares tonight, or any night for that matter. I'll make sure of that." He said with such conviction and hugged the little girl closer. Trixie smiled in her sleep and snuggled closer to his warmth and Chloe melted.

"Thank you."

"Uh, you're welcome?" he replied slightly bewildered. Not really knowing what she was thanking him for.

"For being you, for helping Trixie without a second thought for yourself." She leaned forward, reaching out to take his hand and squeezed it tightly. Enjoying the heat he passed through to her from his touch. "I owe you everything."

Lucifer scoffed, but squeezed her hand just a tightly in return. "You owe me nothing, Chloe. I didn't do it for a favour, I did it because I-" He broke off, looking down at the little girl by his side then back at her mother. He could do this. It was just a few words, no big deal. "I- I... love you, Chloe."

Decker sat frozen, did he really just say those words to her? She couldn't move and she could see the uncertainty clouding his features and before he started panicking she stood from her spot at the end of the sofa and moved to his side, crouching next to him. She let him see everything she was feeling, her fears, her happiness and finally the love she felt for this wonderfully, extraordinary man. She let him see it all.

"I love you, too."

Using his free hand he reached out, tangling his fingers in her blonde locks and pulled her against him.

His lips were soft, yearning and yet set her whole body ablaze. He gave her everything in that kiss, his passion and his soul and when he finally pulled back, Chloe felt breathless.

"You're mine, Chloe Decker and I'm yours." He declared proudly, a glint of mischief in his dark eyes.

Chloe flushed, her fingers touching the spot his lips had been and wondered how the hell she was going to survive having sex with him if her lips were still burning simply from a kiss.

Holy hell, was she in trouble.

It wasn't long before the events of the day caught up with Chloe and both she and her daughter fell asleep draped over the Devil. Lucifer was grateful that the sofa was big enough to hold the three of them because he really hadn't wanted to part with either of them. Chloe was now covering him like a blanket, her head pillowed on his chest, while Trixie was stretched out at his side, her head nuzzled against his shoulder and her arms wrapped tightly around his own. Now that he was only left with one hand, his right, he combed his fingers through the blonde hair splayed over his chest, unable to stop himself from playing with the soft, silky strands. She really was beautiful, even if she did snore like an Albanian field wench and drooled on his shirt. He loved her. He loved them both.

Finally the tightness in his chest started to ease. He'd been given a second chance, an opportunity to live a normal life - well as normal as it could be for the Devil - and for some reason that thought didn't scare him as much as it used to. For once Lucifer could admit that he had been wrong when his father created the human race. He may not have been willing to bow down to them all, but finding the one that completely turned his life upside down, made him smile and laugh and be truly happy, the one that could stand toe to toe with the Devil himself and not be cowed. Well, he would quite happily bow to her.

Chloe Decker was the Devil's redemption.

And he had no plans to mess this up.

The End.