Hey :)
I have one
original scene left but I'm not entirely sure how to take the story from where it is now to where I want it to end up. But I'll get there, sooner rather than later :)

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Chloe awoke to the sound of her mobile ringing. She blinked her heavy lids, trying to wake up. The phone rang out. Chloe lay there, waiting for her eyes to adjust to the soft light filtering into the room from behind her curtains. Hot tears pool in her eyes and slide down the sides of her face. Every part of her was heavy and sore. She felt as though her very soul was shrouded in darkness. The light in the room seemed to steer clear of her, not daring to come close enough to touch. Her phone trilled again and Chloe took a shuddering breath as she reached for it. She groaned in pain as she twisted her body. She answered without checking the display, flopping back down on her pillow.

"Hello?"

"Chloe, hey, sorry I didn't mean to wake you," Dan's voice breezed through the phone as if he didn't accuse her of killing her own baby last night. When he had brought Trixie into her room last night, he barely said two words to her.

Chloe's throat constricted.

"No, no, it's fine," she answered lightly, wanting to keep the conversation civil.

"Listen, I was wondering if we could meet for lunch at that café on the corner, you know the one. I think we need to talk properly."

"Can this wait, Dan? I just got out of hospital yesterday and I don't feel up to leaving the house yet. Why can't you come here?" Chloe asked trying to keep the exasperation and annoyance from seeping into her tone.

"I'm working a pretty big case, Chloe. I need to keep busy you know, help keep myself distracted. I don't have time to come all the way out to yours. Look I have to go, I'll meet you at 11:30, that'll be okay yeah?"

"Yes Dan, that will be fine," Chloe sighed.

"Thanks Chloe, means a lot," Dan responded and he hung up.

It was already ten. Maze had taken Trixie to school and was off doing whatever bounty hunters do. Maze had offered to stay home and help Chloe but she was too proud to admit that she needed it, so she told everyone not to worry about her.

She stumbled out of bed, falling heavily against the wall nearest to her bed. Regaining her composure, she got ready slowly. She tugged on low rise jeans that wouldn't chaff her wound and slipped a jumper over her head, sliding it down slowly to avoid her shoulder wound. She had refused a sling preferring to just use her judgment as to whether she could use her arm for certain things. Dan had shaken his head in disappointment when she refused one. Lucifer had laughed and called her stubborn.

Chloe drove with one arm quite easily and arrived five minutes early at the café. As expected Dan was not there yet. She ordered a coffee, not ready for lunch and let her thoughts take her on a trip down the rabbit hole.

Eventually, Dan sat down across from her, breaking through her daydreams.

"Hey," he said softly.

Chloe smiled in response.

"Do you want anything to eat?" he asked.

"No, I'm okay with my coffee, thank you."

Dan nodded, leaning forward on his elbows. He watched Chloe sip her coffee for a bit before he spoke.

"This was all a mistake. When I suggested that we were ready for a divorce weeks ago we should have finalised it straight away. You and I getting back together was messy. It's my fault. I knew I had to let you go and I couldn't. I still loved you Chloe. But I see now that it was a mistake and we're two very different people. What's more, you're different now. You have Lucifer and he taught you to be more reckless, less careful. More impulsive. That's fine but I can't… I don't think I have the strength to worry about what you might be doing every day. I need to let you go Chloe. I think you've been subconsciously waiting to hear those words for ages. And I am ready to say it, I'm ready to say it and mean it. You've been clueless for months that Lucifer and I have both been vying for your attention and when you finally came round you chose him, only to be hurt by him like I said you would be. I can't keep being your rebound and we both need to hear me say that. We were good together once Chloe, when we were young and innocent but we've grown up and grown apart. We're good parents. I have no doubt Trixie will continue to be the center of our worlds. She'll be fine and I know you will too."

Chloe couldn't help it. Her eyes welled up and she internally cursed herself. She looked down at her coffee, pale brown and frothy before clearing her throat.

"I'll take the divorce paperwork over now to be processed," she answered. She had grabbed them on her way out because she had a feeling that this was what Dan wanted to talk about and if he hadn't, she would have brought it up. They had been sitting on the bench signed and completed for months anyway.

"That's all you're going to say," Dan said, sounding hurt.

Chloe took a deep breath.

"There's nothing to say Dan. Like you said, we were in love once and what we had was good and it was real but it's not there anymore." Secretly Chloe wondered if what they had had ever been a proper relationship, or had it just being Dan doing what he wanted and Chloe answering to his beck and call.

Dan nodded slowly. "We'll always love each Chloe. Just in a different way."

"I know," she whispered, letting the tears fall down her cheeks. Dan reached over to carefully brush them away.

Chloe took the papers in and drove home, letting Dan get back to work. She wandered aimlessly around the house, trying to decide what to do with the photos she had of her and Dan. Eventually, she decided on keeping the ones of her, Dan and Trixie on display but putting all the others away. She came across a candid wedding photo in a draw. Chloe had to close her eyes to block out the pain, physical and emotional. She was glad no one was home to see her. Suddenly feeling trapped in her apartment, Chloe folded the photo and put it in her back pocket, then grabbed her car keys and hopped in the car. She drove around aimlessly with the windows down, letting the air mess up her hair before she settled on parking next to an ordinary city building. Chloe walked to the top, using her badge to get her access to the very top. Chloe pushed open the door, walking out onto the concrete roof. She walked all the way to the edge and leaned on the rails, staring out to the city below. It was quite up there. The air moved around her and Chloe shut her eyes letting herself feel everything around her. The sky was overcast but it wasn't cold. Every so often Chloe would look directly down and let a jolt of adrenaline race through her body as she took in the drop. The metal railing felt cool beneath her hands. She pulled the photo of her and Dan from her back pocket. She looked at it, really looked at. She noticed the way the moment was frozen so perfectly in time. The way it had captured how the breeze blew tendrils of hair across her face. The way her face crinkled when she smiled. The way Dan's fingers curved around hers. There was so much love in that photograph, so much love and no hint of the heartbreak to come. The photo was old and it bent easily in Chloe's fist but she couldn't bring herself to crush it or rip it or let it go. So she slid it back into her pocket. She touched her hand to the necklace she always wore. Her father had given it to her for her 16th birthday and she never took it off. She wondered what he would say now. Chloe was up there for about an hour before she felt calm enough to call Lucifer. She just wanted him to be there. He'd say something inappropriate. He'd say something sweet. She had needed her space but now she needed a distraction, a pick-me-up. She told herself that she only needed him to cheer her up but she knew she was lying to herself. There was more to it, she just wasn't sure what. Chloe called him and he answered on the third ring.

"Detective, what a pleasant surprise!"

"Are you free?"

"Free? Hmm depends on what for… I could be free," he teased.

Chloe rolled her eyes. "I'm standing on the top of a building and I thought you might like to see the view." It sounded lame even to her but it was better than admitting that she just wanted him there for comfort.

"Bloody hell, you're not going to jump, are you?" Lucifer said worriedly.

"No silly!"

"Fine text me the address and I'll be there."

Lucifer arrived 'mock' puffing. He was making a big deal out of all the stairs it took to get to the top but Chloe assumed he had figured out an easier way to get up there.

"You know if you wanted a view..." Lucifer began.

"Lucifer," Chloe warned, fighting off a smile.

"Detective," Lucifer gasped in horror. "Please, all I was going to suggest was that I had a balcony that looks out over the City of Angels."

"Right, of course you were," Chloe said not hiding her grin this time.

Lucifer came over to stand next to her, gripping the railing with both hands.

Chloe pulled out the photo from her back pocket.

"I handed in the divorce papers," she said quietly.

Lucifer looked down at the photo in her hand and a slow grin spread across his face.

"Party at LUX tonight?"

Chloe glared at him.

"Right," Lucifer responded.

"What should I do with the photo?" she knew it was a dangerous question but according to her Lucifer radar, he was due to say something sweet.

"What do you want to do?" He asked.

"I want to keep it," she whispered.

Lucifer pried her hand away from the railing and turned her to face him.

"Then keep it," he said simply. "You look happy in it."

Chloe swallowed looking at the image. Lucifer plucked it from her hand and spun her around. He folded the photo carefully using the same crease that Chloe had folded it with. Then he slid it back into her back pocket. Chloe felt her heart rate pick up as his fingers skimmed across her, through her jeans. Lucifer removed his hand as quickly as he had put it there. Chloe turned back around.

"You humans are fascinating," Lucifer murmured. "The way you like and dislike, hate and love, hurt and heal… it's truly fascinating and then sometimes you feel more than one feeling at the same time." He shook his head in disbelief.

Chloe laughed at him.

"I need a new photo," she announced.

Lucifer looked at her blankly. Chloe grabbed her phone and opened up her front camera.

"Smile," she giggled. Lucifer frowned and she grinned as she snapped the photo.

"Oh no that will never do," Lucifer admonished when he saw it. He grabbed the phone positioning himself in the center of the screen, tilting his face to show his "best side." He clicked the take button.

"Much better."

"Lucifer I'm not in it," Chloe laughed.

"You know what you look like, you see yourself in every reflection, why do you need a photo of you?" Lucifer asked confused.

Chloe shook her head smiling. Lucifer handed her phone.

"Thank you," she whispered stepping toward him and resting her hands on his hips. Lucifer's eyes flickered from her hands to her body. He raked his eyes up her. Settling on her eyes he simply shook his head.

"I couldn't risk you jumping off the building, that wouldn't be good for me now, would it? I would be out of a job for starters," he paused before adding, "And I'd lose my best friend."

Chloe sucked her lower lip into her mouth.

Lucifer reached over and tugged on her lip with his thumb.

"Worrying makes you age quicker my dear."

"You're such an ass," she said, using words she'd used before.

"Thank you,' Lucifer grinned.