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Dan unlocked the door and he and Lucifer helped Chloe inside. Maze had taken Trixie out to the fairgrounds for the evening so Chloe could settle in peacefully. She was quiet and still felt numb. Everything had a blurry, dream-like quality to it. She barely registered Lucifer steering her toward the couch or Dan turning on the lights. Lucifer pushed Chloe gently onto the couch, arranging the pillows so she could lie comfortably.
"Thank you," she whispered shakily. She stared up at the ceiling letting her eyes blur and focus, blur and focus. Dan came over and placed a glass of water on the coffee table for her. He peered at her worriedly. She smiled weakly at him. He rubbed a hand across his jaw and looked away before meeting her gaze and returning her smile. Dan moved back to stand near the armchair, hands on his hips, he chewed on his lip.
"What is it, Dan?" Chloe sighed recognising the look on his face. "Just say it."
Dan shook his head. "Nothing Chloe, nothing." He smiled unconvincingly. Chloe propped herself up on her elbows, wincing as she moved her torso.
"Whatever you want to say, just say it," Chloe said icily, struggling to sit herself up.
Dan tilted his head averting his eyes. He sighed before turning back to Chloe.
"I told you…" his voice cracked as he tried to remain calm. "I told you that you shouldn't be in the field. I told you it was too dangerous. I told you to take a desk job. But no, you're stubborn and headstrong. And you didn't listen and now…" he tried to stop but his anger and worry and devastation took over him. "And now our baby is dead because you took that risk. You did that Chloe. You." He was nearly shouting by the end of it, his hands and voice trembling.
"Don't you DARE talk to her like that!" Lucifer bellowed, making both Chloe and Dan jump. They had forgotten he was still standing there, behind the armrest of the couch, behind Chloe's head.
"And you," Dan spat, rounding on Lucifer. "Where were you? You're supposed to PROTECT HER!" A myriad of emotions flashed across Lucifer's face, anger, guilt, and shame being the most prominent, before settling on nonchalance.
"Condescending douchebag, aren't you?" Lucifer returned calmly. "She doesn't need protecting, she's strong and you would do well to remember that Detective Douche." Dan took a menacing step toward Lucifer, a cold rage filling him.
"WHERE WERE YOU WHEN MY BABY WAS KILLED?" Dan yelled.
"I was in another part of the warehouse, we split up to find him and that's when I heard the Detective's screams," Lucifer replied crisply.
"You unfeeling monster," Dan hissed. Chloe just sat frozen on the couch, every breath catching in her throat until she realised she was struggling to breathe. Her vision darkened and suddenly she couldn't think straight. Fragments of images and feelings and colours flashed through her mind. She squeezed her eyes shut trying to regain composure. Black shapes swirled behind her eyelids. Her thoughts were not working as thoughts should. And her lungs seemed to reject the air she tried to put in them. She felt someone slip their hand into hers. She heard voices but they sounded far off and distant. She couldn't breathe or stem the nausea rising in her throat. She squeezed the hand in hers trying to find something stable to hold onto. She felt as though she was spinning. The hand gripped her tightly. Chloe opened her eyes staring off into space. The voices were clearer now.
"1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10" Dan was counting. "Focus on the numbers Chloe," he was saying. Every so often Lucifer's voice would break through the haze.
"Breath Detective," he whispered. Chloe counted to ten in her head over and over again. Then she began to breathe in for ten and out for ten. Slowly, the world stopped spinning. Chloe lost all sense of time and had no idea how long her panic attack had lasted but as she finally broke free of the fog she noticed she had pins and needles in her legs.
"I'll carry you to bed, is that okay?" Lucifer said looking Chloe in the eye, speaking slowly so she could understand. Dan began to speak but Lucifer glared at him fiercely. Chloe nodded.
"I think you should go, Maze will be here soon with Trixie. The Detective is going to be fine." Lucifer said to Dan.
"I'd like to see my daughter, so I think I'll wait," Dan answered frostily. Lucifer shrugged. He picked Chloe up easily, slipping one arm under her neck and around her shoulders, and the other under her knees. Her skin felt clammy and she smelt of the hospital. Lucifer had never seen her look so fragile. Not even when she was dying of poisoning. He softly kicked open her bedroom door. He laid her down against her pale blue pillows carefully taking off her shoes and coat. Then he pulled back the covers and helped Chloe lie down comfortably.
"Are you okay?" Lucifer asked sincerely.
"Yes, thank you," Chloe whispered. Chloe half wanted to ask him to stay and Lucifer half wanted Chloe to ask him to, but both of them remained silent, just looking at each other. Lucifer cleared his throat and the moment was broken.
"I'll come back in before I leave, hopefully, your small human is tired and goes straight to bed when she gets here. I think I've had enough Decker family excitement for one day" Lucifer said with a smile.
The word 'stay' was still on Chloe's lips but she didn't say it. Instead, she just rolled her eyes, smiled and closed her eyes as Lucifer closed the door.
As Lucifer walked out of the room he heard the front door open. He expected to hear Trixie's usual squeal, her infectious joy, but it was silent. Lucifer walked into the kitchen to see Maze close the door quietly leaning her head gently against it. Trixie was walking over to her father.
"Is Mummy okay?" Trixie said quietly.
"Yes Monkey" Dan replied dropping down on one knee to hug her.
"Is the baby still gone?" Trixie sobbed
Lucifer's heart shattered into a thousand pieces. He silently cursed his father for taking away that little soul. Rage was building within him and he squeezed his eyes shut. He leaned against the wall to steady himself from the unfamiliar wave of emotions he was feeling.
"Are you okay Lucifer? Are you sad too?"
Lucifer opened up his eyes to see little Trixie looking up at him.
"Yes my dear, I am sad too."
Trixie nodded and hugged Lucifer around the waist. For the first time, he let her.
"C'mon, let's go see Mum," Dan said breaking the silence. Trixie let go of Lucifer and looked up at him with her big brown eyes.
"Mum said the baby is in heaven with God now, she said that the baby will be happy and all the angels will look after it," Trixie smiled innocently, not knowing the gravity those words would have on Lucifer. She grabbed Dan's hand as he took her to see Chloe.
Lucifer heard Trixie push open her Mum's door.
"Mummy!" Dan closed the door behind her and Lucifer couldn't hear anymore.
Lucifer sat on the couch and Maze sat in the armchair. They sat in a comfortable and somber silence. Lucifer clenched and unclenched his fists. Maze glared daggers at the rug under the coffee table. Eventually, Lucifer heard Dan tuck Trixie into bed.
"She wants to see you," Dan sighed breaking into Lucifer's silence.
"Who?" Lucifer said startled.
"Trixie."
Lucifer was surprised. He got up and walked into Trixie's bedroom. She was sitting up waiting patiently.
"Can you read me a bedtime story?" She asked. Lucifer opened his mouth to ask why her father hadn't done that when Trixie answered his thoughts. "Mummy is hurt and Dad said he is too tired."
Anger swelled inside Lucifer unnecessarily. It was a god damn bedtime story that Dan wouldn't read. Nothing to get worked up over. But he couldn't help thinking that Dan should be doing everything he could to comfort his young daughter. Lucifer looked at Trixie, a thousand excuses came to mind but he didn't voice any of them. He simply nodded. He kept hearing Chloe's screams in his mind and it made him want to do everything in his power to make things better for her and if reading Trixie a bedtime story made Trixie happy, it would make Chloe happy too. Besides he wanted to be better than Dan. Lucifer grabbed the book on the bedside table and read to Trixie in a comical way, putting on voices and making her laugh. When he finished Trixie threw her arms around him.
"I want you to read to me all the time!"
Lucifer smiled and pried her arms from around him. He got up and went to turn off the light.
"Goodnight small human."
"Goodnight Lucifer, love you," she whispered curling into the blankets.
Lucifer's heart stuttered.
"Love you too Beatrice."