Author's note: Trixie's little secrets will at last come out. Here it goes, enjoy!
The first thing he became aware of was the deep burning sensation in his chest that increased each time he tried to breathe. It was as if his lungs were on fire. His mind was too dazed to understand what was happening. Consciousness slowly reached his brain and other senses started working again. First, his sight told him it was day time, for he could see light even through his closed eyelids. Second, there were people talking farther away, as if in another room, and there were unusual sounds around him he could not quite place. Then he felt something over his face with a fresh sensation of a breeze blowing into his mouth and nose. He reached for it and tried to take it off when he felt a hand close over his to stop his action.
A deep and calm voice spoke. "It's important you keep it on. Your lungs have been damaged so you will need humidified oxygen for a time."
Daniel opened his eyes suddenly to look at the man above him. Memories of the previous night all came back to him in a rush and he flinched away reflexively in fear. "Stay away from me!" He snapped.
Amenadiel looked pained at hearing Dan's words but complied and sat down back in his seat beside the bed.
Then Dan sat abruptly in bed as if in panic. "Trixie! Is she alright?"
Amenadiel quickly reassured him. "She is fine. She wasn't harmed and is now with her mother, safe." It seemed to calm Daniel down a little as he lowered himself back on the pillow. They looked at each other for a time, neither wanting to speak first. Dan was eyeing him suspiciously, as if gauging him. By the way Daniel reacted to him, Amenadiel was quite certain he knew about his being an angel or being related to the attacker at the least, and so he took a leap and spoke. "I'm sorry for what my brother did to you. I can assure you we are not all like that in the family."
"So you are not going to try to strangle or threaten me?" Daniel seemed dubious.
"Of course not. I'm a friend of yours and Chloe. I'm here to protect you Daniel." Seeing that Dan was not going to answer to that, Amenadiel continued, but stayed cautious with his words. "How did you find out about me?"
Dan's eyebrows lifted up incredulously. "He had fucking wings man! Two enormous fucking wings!" He didn't add anything more, as if it explained everything. Well, it actually did.
Amenadiel sighed. "I believe you have a lot of questions now."
"I am not talking to you." Dan spat. "But there are a few words I have to say to Lucifer though."
The angry look in Dan's eyes told Amenadiel he should not insist for now. "I'll call him. He planned to come here with Chloe and Beatrice early this morning anyway." At the mention of Chloe and his daughter being with Lucifer, hatred flashed in Dan's eyes for a moment. Amenadiel shook his head sadly at the sight then stood slowly and left the room to make his call and tell the nurses that Daniel was awake.
Lucifer opened his eyes to a dreadful sight. Two dark eyes were looking directly at him a few centimeters away from his face, as if about to attack. Old reflexes made him cringe away from it in self-preservation. Two rows of teeth were slowly revealed from its mouth as the thing smiled maliciously at him. He was about to be eaten alive!
"Good morning Lucifer!" Said a beaming Beatrice.
Lucifer tried to come down from his shock with dignity by taking a few deep breaths. It was only the spawn! Nothing to worry about, right? It had never bite him, yet. He relaxed a little but stayed alert for any sign of an imminent attack. "Were you watching me sleeping?" He inquired.
Beatrice nodded enthusiastically. "Hum! Hum!"
He grimaced. "That's creepy!"
She giggled happily. "You're so funny Lucifer!"
Lucifer saw Chloe turn around towards them and grab Trixie around the waist from behind to draw her away from him a little. "Monkey don't bother Lucifer. He just woke up. He may not be ready to face something as dangerous as you yet."
"Ha! Ha! Very funny!" He replied sarcastically. Too late for his dignity he thought.
Chloe reached up with her hand to caress his cheek. "Morning Love!"
Her sweet smile made him forget all about his creepy awakening. He relaxed some more under her touch and automatically smiling back at her.
He put his hand over hers and turned it enough to kiss her palm tenderly. "Morning Baby!"
"Are you making pancakes again?" Asked Trixie expectantly.
"I knew you looked hungry!" He recoiled a little. "I'll give you anything you want but don't bite me please!" He said very seriously.
Trixie wriggled her eyebrows, thinking she had just found a new leverage with him. "Only if you make me pancakes then."
After breakfast, with pancakes, Lucifer cleaned up the kitchen while Chloe went to take a bath. Maze had not woken up yet and knowing her, he didn't expect her to do so before the afternoon. Over the table, Beatrice was occupying herself with drawing with coloured pencils. Lucifer heard her walk towards him quietly after a moment. Still a little bit on edge with the way she woke him up this morning, Lucifer turned to her uneasily. "Yes child, what is it?"
She smiled shyly at him. "I made you a gift. To thank you for saving my dad's life." And she handed him a drawing.
Lucifer sighed. He reminded himself that he should act as if thankful of the gift. After all, the child was doing her best. It was not her fault if she was so not artistically talented. So he took the drawing and looked at it. A smile slowly appeared on his face. Indeed the quality was poor, but the picture was actually quite funny. One of the protagonist, definitely himself, for he was wearing a black suit with short black hair, was apparently punching someone in the face, a blond guy with big huge wings.
"Nicely done spawn! I might actually put it on my fridge." Lucifer said, sounding pleased.
Trixie beamed proudly. "I'm glad you like it!"
Lucifer looked at the drawing some more, a nagging feeling telling him something about it was strange. Then he realised what it was. "Did you actually see the wings or did you deduced he was an angel?" He asked, trying to sound calm. But the possibility he envisioned here was making him very excited.
Beatrice fidgeted, clearly uncomfortable with the topic. "No, I haven't really seen it…"
"Would it have to do with those colours you drew around us?" He inquired.
"Maybe…" She turned her gaze away, as if uneasy to speak about it.
Trixie had drawn a bunch of colours around both characters, as if it was radiating from them. The angel's colours were mostly black and dark red with a bit of gold. Lucifer's character had a mixture of several colours, mainly gold, white and bright red, with some orange and different shades of yellows. "Is that really how I look? He asked in awe."
Seeing that Lucifer seemed more interested than disturbed, Trixie started explaining shyly. "Yes! But your colours have changed a lot since the day I met you, which is strange, since people usually don't change that fast and that much. At first, you were surrounded by a mixture of clouded and bright colours, mostly black and red with some orange through it and the gold was also there of course, but not as bright as now. You were clearly tormented but full of life and passion." The shyness was all gone in her tone and she was now speaking excitedly as if too happy to be able to share her knowledge with someone. "It was the first time I met someone with gold around him, except for my mom of course. And now there's also Amenadiel and Maze… and that new nasty angel." She grimaced at the thought. "But I don't know what gold means. Do you?" She asked expectantly.
He smiled at her warmly. "Yes I do. It means that this person is protected by divine forces. Is this why you trusted Maze and I from the start?" A lot was starting to make sense to him about her sensitivity and perception.
"Yes! At the time, I figured, since mom had gold and was so good a person, then it should mean that Maze and you were also good. But now I'm not so sure it was a good assumption, seeing how bad that angel was." The look on her face told Lucifer that Beatrice's thoughts were drifting towards bad memories.
Lucifer brought her back to the current topic. "But how did you know He was an angel and not a demon like Maze or even only human?"
Beatrice seemed to gather her thoughts before answering. "Because Maze's colours are somehow… I'm not sure how to put it, fainter? As if they are not as strong as other people. But the bad angel was not like that. His colours were very strong, but also very dark and clouded. He looked even more tormented then you were when I first met you. And he is definitely a very bad person. But the gold around him made me think he could be an angel like you and Amenadiel, since it's so rare in humans. And there was also that creepy way he looked and talked that didn't seem quite human."
Lucifer was amazed. "You are a very intelligent little girl, and a very gifted one." She smiled proudly at the compliment. "Just so you know, Maze's colours look fainter, as do all demons, because she has no souls."
Beatrice drew a breath of surprise. "You mean that what I see is the colours of the souls?"
"Humm! Yes, and no. What you see, which we call aura, is more about the energy emanating off people. The presence of a soul provides more colourful energy since of course the soul affects the colours, but the state of mind affects it too as does the emotions of the being, if somehow in a fainter way." It was difficult for him to explain it simply.
Beatrice brighten. "That must be why I can sometimes read people's emotions when their feelings are very strong."
"You can do that too? A very useful talent without a doubt." He looked at the drawing again and at something that disturbed him even more than anything else he had heard in the last minutes. "But are you certain you see white and yellow around me now? For it definitely wasn't there before."
Beatrice nodded with vehemence. "Oh yes! Lots of it now. White is very rare you know, I saw it only around very good persons, like my mommy. And the yellow around you is new too, different shades of yellows I usually only see in very serene persons, like religious people or those who look very at peace with themselves." Then she added as an afterthought. "I think it fits with your new calmness and general sense of peace."
To say that Lucifer was surprised was an understatement. "Me, at peace?"
She nodded again with a happy smile. "You certainly look that way and colours never lie you know. But can't you see it yourself since you're an angel and all?"
"No I can't! What I can do is look directly into a soul, but the experience is not a very good one for those who suffer it. Your talent is way cooler little one." Beatrice giggled at that. "Your gift is very rare among humans and only a few angels have it. Among those is my baby sister, Azrael. You two are very alike, come to think of it. She too is very sensitive and has a kind heart like you." Another thought crossed his mind. "Your mother doesn't know about this, does she?" Beatrice shook her head shyly. "Why haven't you ever told her?"
"I didn't want her to worry." Trixie looked down in embarrassment. "When I was little, I thought everyone saw it. But then, a few years ago, I talked about it with a friend at school and she laughed at me, saying if I told grown-ups about it, I would end up in a mental institute."
Lucifer lifted her chin up with his fingers and spoke reassuringly. "Beatrice, look at me." And she did, with unsure eyes. "There is nothing wrong with you child. You are unique and your mother knows that. There is no way she couldn't accept this about you."
"You really think so?" She looked hopeful, clearly battling with emotions.
He smiled softly. "Absolutely certain. You want me to tell her about it myself?"
She nodded without speaking, visibly too emotional to do so, and threw herself at him, embracing him around the waist. He gave a start at the sudden move but regained his senses quickly. He patted her head awkwardly at first, but after a few seconds found himself holding her gently against him. "There there child! It's gonna be okay. Maybe you should go and get ready to go see your father. I myself still have to take a shower."
Trixie released him. She smiled timidly with unshed tears in her eyes. "Okay! Thank you Lucifer."
He watched her dash up the stairs, thinking what a marvel she was. But he shouldn't be so surprised, he thought, Beatrice was her mother's daughter after all. Some divine attributes should be expected of her. The thought made him smile.
He quickly finished cleaning up the kitchen then went back to Chloe's bedroom to wait for her. She was still in the bathroom but should be almost done by now. He sat comfortably in the arm chair in the corner of the room and took a moment to digest what Beatrice had said. He knew he had changed over his years on Earth, especially since meeting Chloe, but he had never thought it could have been that much. Linda had noticed it and told him, Chloe too, but he'd always dismissed it, thinking it meant too little. But now he wondered. Could he have changed enough for his soul to start to be cleansed? The idea was trilling and terrifying at the same time. Who was he becoming?
Chloe came out of the bathroom with a towel around her to discover a musing Lucifer. He seemed too engrossed in his own thoughts to have noticed her yet. She started drying her hair with a second towel. "You should have come in and not wait for me to finish to take your shower." He looked up at her as if coming back from far away. "You okay Love?" She asked, a little bit concerned.
"Me? Yes, of course. Just thinking." And he smiled to reassure her.
"Right!..." As if he would tell her anyway if something bothered him. He was so secretive. She automatically felt bad for thinking that, since he had opened up to her so much in the last week. A guy had a right to some secrecy after all. There was no obligation for him to share everything with her just because they were intimate. She certainly kept some thoughts to herself. Why couldn't he? That's when she saw that Lucifer was holding something in his hands. She narrowed her eyes at it. "What is this?"
"Oh! That! Just a little gift from your daughter. Wanna see?" He smiled at her enigmatically.
Intrigued, Chloe walked to him. "Sure!" She took the drawing and looked at it for a few seconds before exploding into laughter. "I'm looking forward to see that happening in real life." She handed it back to him but he didn't take it.
He chuckled at her reaction but quickly became serious again. "What else do you see in this drawing?"
Where was he going with this? But instead of saying that, she humoured him and took another look at the drawing and saw it. "Oh! She started again colouring people as she did when she was little. I hope she is not reversing as a reaction to the great amount of stress she went through." Chloe started worrying again for her little girl.
He reassured her quickly "No she is not! Don't worry about that, she is doing great! What I wanted to point to you is the fact that your daughter can see auras."
"What?" After the first shock of his statement, Chloe smiled with a shake of her head. "Lucifer, this is only the way she used to draw when she was a little kid, it has nothing to do with auras. Trixie is just a normal kid."
"Beatrice is a very special child, because she is your daughter!" Chloe smiled at the compliment. "But also because she really can see auras. She told me so herself and there is no way she could have made up everything she told me about it and the meaning of the different colours."
Chloe was astounded. "She told you that?" She spoke only in a whisper.
"Yes! And she had a lot to say about it. She agreed for me to tell you, but she is still worried of the way you are going to take it." He warned her.
"Why? Why couldn't she tell me herself? Why was she afraid to tell me? I'm her mother!" It was almost too much to process for Chloe.
He reached out to take her hand in both of his. "That's exactly why. She didn't want you to worry about her. And there was also the prospect of ending up in an asylum that kept her from talking about it."
Chloe's eyes widened. "I would never do that to her!"
He patted her hand understandingly. "Of course not! But adults are not renowned for their open mind as you know and she was told something of the sort by another kid the only time she opened up about it."
Chloe sighed. "I guess, I'm not the most open minded about the esoteric either. So I can't really blame her for not confiding in me."
He smiled teasingly at her. "After having accepted who I really am, accepting that your daughter can see auras should seem like a walk in a park. Don't you think?"
She chuckled. "Yeah! You're right! And it won't change how special she has always been to me." She lowered herself to kiss him tenderly on the lips. "Thank you, for being there for her, and for me."
His grin split from ear to ear and he grabbed her by the hips to sit her in his lap. She didn't resist in the slightest. "I can be there for you anytime Baby!" His voice was full of innuendo. He untied slowly her towel to reveal her naked body and started caressing her soft skin with a look of desire in his eyes. His hand reached her breast and he lowered his head to take a nipple in his mouth.
Chloe felt him growl against her ribcage. That, added to the amazing feel of his mouth on her nipple sent an electric current directly from her breast to her core. Her need for him was overwhelming. "Luciferrrr! We can't do this here." She moaned.
Lucifer pursued his ministrations on her breast for a few more seconds before reaching for her mouth. He took her breath away with a devastating kiss. "There is nothing that will stop me from taking you now!" His eyes were hooded with lust.
He stood up abruptly and helped her up on her feet. He pulled her by her hand towards the adjacent bathroom. She followed him, too dazed by the rush of hormones to make any protest. Once in the bathroom, Lucifer locked the door and started the shower to make a background noise.
His mouth found her eager one again and they kissed hungrily while Lucifer sat her up beside the sink. Already panting, Chloe reached down to push down his pants. The last time she had him in her was more than 24 hours ago. Way too long. She needed this as much as he did. She broke the kiss for a second. "Don't go easy on me. I'm feeling better." And she really did. Her neck was less stiff and the pain had lessen enough to be more comfortable. She took his member in her hand and placed it at her opening. They didn't have time to play around. They probably only had a few minutes before Trixie asked for her. Lucifer knew it too and dived in her as soon as he had the chance.
The feel of him inside her was always amazing but to see, to feel, the amount of lust she could conjure in him at that moment was intoxicating. He buried a hand in her hair at the back of her neck to keep her mouth against his and steadied her hips with his other hand on her lower back. She crossed her ankles behind his back to stay in place and rocked her hips to his rhythm. Lucifer had listen to her and was trusting in her forcefully. They kept their mouths locked together to prevent their moans from escaping. She came quickly in a couple of minutes but it took a little longer for Lucifer to get there. As much as he was excited and on the verge of ecstasy, Lucifer wanted to drag it a little longer to bath in the feel of her. So he resisted the pull to explode as long as possible. About a minute after she had run her orgasm off, he finally lost control over himself and finished with a few rough strokes and a deep moan. The rush of adrenaline sent him shaking on unsteady legs. He had to steady himself against Chloe to not fall off for a moment while they caught their breaths.
Still sheathed deep inside her, Lucifer kissed her languorously below the ear. "See what a night of abstinence away from your body does to me Love? Longer than that and you might not survive this." He admonished her.
"Consider me warned. But it felt just perfect." She turned his head to look at him. "That actually felt heavenly. How can this feel so good?" She purred before kissing him deeply.
He kissed her back passionately before answering. "Because I'm even better at this than God himself." He seemed very confident about it.
She chuckled. "Always the humble type I see. But you're probably right. I'll just take your word for it."
Chloe had to wash again after that so she went with Lucifer in the shower with a promise from him to change her bandage himself afterwards. They didn't linger in there too long though and quickly prepared to leave for the hospital. It was almost 10 o'clock and they were nearly ready to go when Lucifer got a phone call from Amenadiel. Chloe had no idea what was said over the phone since Lucifer was only occasionally answering with a simple «okay» or «good». So she waited expectantly for their conversation to end. When Lucifer hanged off his cell phone, he sighed deeply.
"What is it? Is Dan okay?" She was afraid he had bad news to deliver.
"Oh! Yes! Daniel seems to be doing fine. He just woke up actually." He passed a hand in his hair unsteadily.
"Then what is it? Please tell me!" She was getting nervous.
"He knows about me!" He stated simply.
"Oh!" What else could she say?
"And he wants to talk to me. He looks apparently very angry and refuses to speak with Amenadiel. That doesn't sound very good." He shook his head sadly.
"I'm sure he'll come around. He knows you're a good man." She squeezed his hand supportively. But she knew that Lucifer would not be the only one to have a difficult talk with Dan and she was not looking forward to it either.
When ready to leave, Chloe went upstairs to look for her daughter who had been very quiet during the last hour. She pushed Trixie's door open and peered inside. Beatrice looked up to her from where she was sitting on her bed with a book in her hands. She seemed almost shy and tried to avoid her gaze as much as possible.
Chloe walked to the bed and sat beside her. "You okay sweetie?"
Trixie looked down at her book. "Yeah! Sure!"
Not wanting to make her daughter wonder any longer about her reaction, Chloe went straight to the point. "Lucifer told me, and I think it's pretty cool. It's like having a super power or something."
Trixie finally looked directly at her. "You really think so?" The insecurity in her voice broke Chloe's heart.
Chloe took both of her daughter's hands in hers. "Yeah I do Monkey! You are my daughter and I will always accept who you are. Never be afraid to tell me anything. Okay?"
A smile finally appeared on Trixie's face. "Okay!"
That smile warmed Chloe's heart. "Can I ask you a favor though?"
Trixie was intrigued. "Of course!"
Chloe shoved her daughter's shoulder playfully. "Could you make a drawing of my aura someday? I'm very curious to see what I look like."
Trixie could not hold back a smile of pride. "Sure! You'll see, yours really is the prettiest."
Chloe took her daughter in her arms for a big hug. "I love you Monkey!"
"Love you too mommy!"
Author's note: I had this idea about auras almost from the beginning of this story. I was looking forward to write it. The interpretation of the colours are just, following what I read on the net about it. I just hope it came out well enough to be interesting and believable in this story. Please write me a review to tell me what you think about that chapter. Thanks for reading me!