Chloe slowly opened her eyes and felt pain sting through her right shoulder. She was lying on a cot under bright florescent lights and she could hear the beeping of her heart monitor. She felt thirsty and disoriented.
"Chloe?!" Her mom lay at her side and grabbed her hand. There were tears streaks running down her face. "Oh my baby. You're awake."
"Hi mom."
"Thank god you're ok! I thought I might have lost you."
Don't thank god, thought Chloe, wrong deity.
"I'm right here mom."
"I'll have to get the doctor right away! They didn't know if you would wake up. We have to make sure everything's alright."
Penelope hit the call button to contact a nurse. A nurse appeared a few seconds later, at this point used to Penelope Decker's many demanding requests. She saw that Chloe was awake and immediately alerted a doctor. A doctor returned with the nurse in tow to give Chloe a full examine.
"Well Ms. Decker you gave us all quite a scare. You were shot by an errand bullet two weeks ago in your right shoulder and you've been in a coma ever since. No major organs were damaged but you burst a blood vessel and almost bled out. You seem to be responding well to all our stimuli and you seem coherent but I'd like to sign you up for a cat scan and an MRI just to be sure. If everything goes well you should be able to return home in two weeks or so."
Eagerly Chloe asked the doctor when she could return to work. Her mother's face went white.
"I'd imagine in about six weeks assuming you take it easy and you're released in two. At that time you can resume all normal physical activities, but I wouldn't go straight to running a marathon. Okay ladies, have a nice afternoon. Let one of the nurses know if you need me." The doctor exited the room with the nurse in tow.
Penelope turned to her daughter, concern written clearly on her face. "Chloe! You can't go back to being a cop. I won't allow it. I lost your father to that job, I can't lose you too!"
Chloe looked sympathetically at her mother. She knew this conversation was coming. "Mom, I'm an adult you can't make career decisions for me. I understand you're concerned and you think it's dangerous but you heard the doctor it was an errand bullet. It could have happened to anyone."
"But it didn't just happen to anyone, it happened to my little girl. Chloe, it's my job to protect you. And what about your father? Was that just an errand bullet too?"
Chloe shook her head. "No mom, it's not. I appreciate it, I really do. What happened with dad was a horrible tragedy and it could have happened to anyone there that night. Please, let me live my life."
Penelope sighed and saw the pleading expression her daughter's face. "I wish you had stayed an actress. You were so talented."
"I wasn't doing much good in the world doing that."
"Well maybe after you settle down and give me some grandbabies you won't have this incessant need to risk your life everyday."
Chloe sighed deeply and tuned out her mother's rant.
She would let this go.
She would let this go.
She would let this go.
Think pleasant thoughts.
Hmm. Lucifer. Lucifer's babies. Creating Lucifer's babies.
An intelligent little girl with her eyes and a mischievous little boy with Lucifer's curls.
At least if she and Lucifer had children it would shut her mother up, though they hadn't really discussed the possibility aside from their conversation on the nephilim all those months ago.
She was unsure about Lucifer as a father. She wasn't blind to his faults even though she was in love with him. He had a whole range of daddy issues. And mother issues. And sibling issues. The only siblings he had a somewhat decent relationships with were Gabriel and Azrael. She thought of how Lucifer treated her. He was loving and protective. He always put her needs first which he admitted was a first for him. He would be an excellent protector and provider for their children. But fatherhood was about more than just financial support and protecting the kids from harm. Not to mention they would he half angel. Wings and all. She wasn't sure how she would handle it, but it seemed such a shame to leave the world without a beautiful child of Lucifer's in it.
She was roused from her silent musings by her mother.
"...that lovely Dan came and visited you constantly. Aren't you two getting quite serious?"
"Umm, no mom we're not."
She wouldn't have said the same thing before the coma, but now she was as serious about someone as you could be. Lucifer was the love of her life.
Penelope shook her head. "What a shame, he's not rich but he is good looking. And you're not getting any younger love."
"Mom, I'm only 25!"
"Yes and you're still not married. If you had a husband to support you than you could take whatever job you liked! I was already married to your father at 25."
"Mom for the last time, I love my job and I'm not quitting. I don't need a man to take care of me. And we don't all meet our soul mates in high school."
"Well maybe you'll meet a nice, rich, handsome man soon who will sweep you off your feet."
Chloe sighed. Oh god. Her mom was going to gloat so hard when she met Lucifer. He was everything she would want in a son-in-law...well except the nice part. And probably the Lord of Hell part.
A nurse appeared at the door and told them visiting hours were over and Penelope would have to leave in the next five minutes. Penelope kissed Chloe on the head and told her to get some rest. Chloe sighed in relief as her mother left. Why her mother felt the need to prod her about her life choices when she had just woken up from a coma was beyond her. She was exhausted and in pain. All she wanted was a nice warm bed and a nice warm Lucifer wrapped around her. She drifted off to sleep, images of sexy devils and their amazing tongues dancing in her head.