Extra/unused scenes. I've modified these to work as little glimpses into Chloe and Lucifer's future and even added a few. I only did a quick edit so I apologize if there's mistakes. Enjoy.
"Chloe? Love?"
"What did you do?" came the exasperated reply.
Lucifer's expression went from contrite to offended in record time. "I didn't do anything! How dare you accuse me of such!"
"Oh I dare," she laughed and went back to paying bills at the table. "Now what did you want since you didn't do anything?"
He crossed his arms. "Never mind that. Now what are you doing?"
"Bills."
He nodded slowly, jaw hanging open and eyes slightly narrowed. "Right."
Seeing he had no idea what she was talking about she pointed to the chair next to her with her pen. "Come on, I'll show you." One of the things she loved about this man was that he never offered to pay her bills or even try to. She took pride in her independence and he acknowledged that. Yes he bought her things, more than she needed sometimes, but it was only frivolous things, never a necessity.
He dropped down and watched her intently, "So this is how you pay for things?"
"Yup," she answered, sliding a check into an envelope and licking it to seal it. "You can't pay cash for everything so you write checks for utilities like water and electricity."
He hummed. "I only have cash. Copious amounts of cash and I do use it for everything."
"Speaking of how did you get so rich?" she wondered. "You don't work and the club shows an operating loss so where does it come from?"
"Favors, investments, threats. It comes from everywhere really, including Lux. You can't believe everything you read."
"Sneak," she laughed.
He smirked and began looking through all the papers. "How dreadfully boring."
It was quiet for a few minutes until Lucifer began to fidget, unable to sit while Chloe did nothing to entertain him. He whistled and Lilith came flying around the corner, large feet flopping and her ears half up. Leaning back he closed the one blind and grabbed a shadow from under the table and began to drag it around the room, the puppy chasing after it excitedly.
"Normal people use tennis balls."
Ignoring her he grinned proudly when Lilith snatched it and shook her head back and forth with it in her jaw.
Chloe turned and watched. "Does that hurt it?"
Lucifer startled. "Hurt what? The shadow?" Looking over he ordered the dog to drop it and waved his hand, the shadow quickly slithering across the floor, up his leg, and around his arm. "It doesn't have any nerves so no, same with the minions. They're not capable of thoughts, only commands so theres really nothing to harm."
"Can I hold it?"
Lucifer grinned widely. "Of course, would you like me to whip it out?"
"You're such a perv," she laughed. "Can I hold the shadow?"
He looked bewildered. "I have no idea, you could try. If not I can hold it together while you do." Holding out his arm she hesitantly reached but paused and met his reassuring gaze. Finally touching it she was surprised that it was so heavy. Her hands wrapped around it and she lifted but as soon as it disconnected from Lucifer it seemed to melt and disappear.
"Expected. Hang on," he smiled and grabbed another from under the table and controlled it this time, holding it together as she poked and prodded at it.
"That's so weird." She watched as it wrapped around her arm and shoulders before sliding down her chest under her shirt. "Lucifer!"
He giggled and snapped his fingers, the shadow vanishing. "You just look so ravishing sitting here doing mundane things."
"Well I have to get these done so go jerk off or something."
His giggling increased, him doubling over.
"Take the Hot Tub High School DVD. Or just watch me from the corner."
"Stop! Stop it," he cried, his laugh hysterical, head dropping down onto his arms resting on the table.
She tried not to laugh but he had his adorable giggle going full force and a smile broke across her face. "You're such a dork."
"I'd like to ask you for a favor."
It was the first time someone had asked Lucifer in front of Chloe and it was interesting to watch. His good humor vanished and was replaced by an excited yet business like front. His eyes sharpened and his smile became more sinister as he smoothly purred, "Of course, and what is it you desire?"
He had explained that he didn't deal in souls, he wasn't interested in them in the slightest. Instead he wanted favors in return, people to owe him things that he could collect on at any point. She had asked what happened with people didn't pay up when he called on them and he had very evasively replied that you don't hedge on a deal with the Devil. It couldn't be good because he had requested payback one time from an unknown man and the man had ignored his request, two days later his entire business went under and within a week he had claimed bankruptcy.
The pair moved off to the side and Lucifer listened with laser focus before smiling darkly and shaking his hand, returning to Chloe when he walked away. When he met her eyes she had to ask, "Do you owe anyone favors?"
He looked surprised but nodded. "I do. I've paid on my very few debts, Maze's included as you know, but there are a couple that are still lingering uncomfortably. The Douche has one owed, as does Gabriel though I can't imagine him ever collecting."
"Dan?" she laughed. "What did he do for you?"
He hesitated. "Something necessary that we hopefully will never have to worry about. You owe me one you know."
"What?" she laughed. "I've never asked you for a favor!"
"Yes you did, you asked me for a favor and instructed that you needed me to grab the bowl from the very back of the top cabinet to make brownies with. I would have done it anyway but getting a favor owed made it that much better."
"So what do you want?" she wondered.
He shrugged and began to fiddle with his coin, "Nothing now, I'll collect when I wish to."
"And what if I refuse?" she grinned.
"You won't."
"How do you know who owes you things?"
"I never forget a favor given or owed."
"Hello Linda," Lucifer purred smoothly as he entered the familiar office and grinned at her blush. Sitting down on the couch he leaned back and spread his arms across the top, "You look quite lovely today."
Her blush deepened. "Why thank you."
"In fact," he pressed, his smile dropping and head tilting, "There's something different." His eyes narrowed and he leaned forward, head still turned. The room was silent, Linda not moving and Lucifer staring intently at her before his eyes widened. "You're pregnant."
She threw her hands up in the air and shook her head. "How can you even tell? I'm not even showing."
"I just can," he replied distractedly. "Now is this from the new chap?"
She nodded, "Unexpected but welcome. We're very excited." Catching herself she pursed her lips. "Why are we even discussing this, we should be talking about you."
He hummed and leaned back again. "Oh no, no, no. This is much more scandalous than anything I have this month."
She shot him a flat look and couldn't help but smile when he grinned. "Moving on," she started and figured she would use this as a stepping stone to get him opening up today. "How's Trixie?"
"Splendid!" he replied. "Chloe put her in judo, she almost broke another child's arm. It was amazing, I haven't been that proud of anyone since Maze killed her first angel."
For a normal person that statement would have been disturbing but for Lucifer is was a very proud moment and she returned his smile. "You've grown very attached to Trixie in the last few months. And how are things with Chloe?"
"Fine."
Well that wasn't such an enthusiastic answer. "Would you care to elaborate on what fine means?"
"No."
She sighed, this would be one of their more difficult sessions, it happened from time to time. "All right. Well how's Lilith?"
His face brightened again, "Wonderful, she's getting much better and I'm teaching her to do my bidding. She attacks Chloe on command, it's quite adorable." At his girlfriend's name his smile slipped again.
"I'm sure Chloe loves that. Are you content with where your relationship is at? For humans we tend to naturally progress from dating to marriage and eventually children, not always in that order. Are you happy where you two are?" she prodded.
He leaned forward once again and fiddled with his fingers, "I believe so." He paused before adding, "Though I don't think Chloe is."
There is was. "And why do you think that?"
He looked down at his hands and leaned back, posture slouched. "She's stated marriage isn't viewed as a necessity, which of course I agree with. I have no inclination to partake in such a practice."
"But-"
He shifted until he was lying down, staring at the ceiling with his hands clasped on his stomach. "She hasn't said it but she's not the most subtle person. It's been coming up more in conversation and I'm not oblivious to her actions. I haven't told her about Cain."
Her brows rose as she deciphered his words, "Chloe wants to have a baby, and you don't want to tell her the reason you two can't is because of your actions?"
"Exactly."
Well that was unexpected. "Do you want to have a baby?"
"Irrelevant."
"It's not," she softly argued. "Ignoring what's within the realm of possibilities, if you were able would you give Chloe a child?"
The room was quiet, Lucifer opening and closing his mouth a few times but not answering. She didn't dare interrupt, this was something he needed to figure out on his own. "I loathe children, babies in particular. They're needy and vile and require more care than I'm willing or able to give. They require affection, which I'm terrible at, and patience. I get angry when Maze pours my drinks too slowly. Not to mention the last one turned out to be a murderer."
She nodded. "But you still haven't answered the question."
"I want Chloe to be happy."
"That's not an answer."
He turned and glared but she merely shrugged. With a huff he looked back to the ceiling. "I-"
He wasn't ready for this and instead of pushing she backed off, he never did well when cornered. "All right we-" she broke off and closed her eyes. "Ugh, I'm nauseous."
"I've never had that response from a woman in my presence." He watched her curiously and waited until she looked all right before pointing to her. "That's the little leech already sucking you dry."
She smiled, he was so Lucifer some days. He thought himself so hard but he had changed so much, if only he could see it. An idea popped into her head. Dropping her head into her hand she groaned softly. "It's not going away, I'm feeling faint."
As expected he instantly sat up and quickly asked, "Are you all right?"
"I just need a moment. Perhaps if I could lie down." It took everything she had to not laugh when she was effortlessly scooped up and placed on the couch, Lucifer hovering nearby nervously.
"Do you require anything else? Water, a blanket? Should I call someone?"
She shook her head, "No, you've taken excellent care of me. Thank you for being so caring."
He startled at her words and shifted uncomfortably, slinking to the chair and dropping down stiffly.
"I'd like to try something if you're willing. I'm going to rapidly ask you questions and I want you to answer them without thinking, just yes or no questions and I want you to answer them quickly." She waited until he nodded and began. "We'll start easy. Are you the Devil?"
"Yes," he replied, looking mildly annoyed.
"Are you evil?"
"No," he sighed.
"Do you love Chloe?"
"Yes."
"Do you like Mexican food?"
"Yes."
Going for it she tried to fire them off as quickly as she could and could see he wasn't focusing anymore. Finally she shot off the last two questions as quickly as she could to not let him think or notice them.
"Do you think of Trixie as your own?"
"Yes."
"Do you want a child with Chloe?"
"Yes."
He spluttered when he realized what she had done and looked like he was going to yell until she released a small pitiful moan. She was going to use this baby to her advantage. "There you go."
Lucifer looked irate before it faded into a contemplative silence. "I- you-," he started before pushing himself out of the chair and walking to the door. He swung it open and left but popped his head around the corner only a second later, "Before I go, are you sure you're all right?"
Lucifer grimaced as he took the child and held it at arms length. "It's hideous."
"Just what every new mother wants to hear," Linda sighed. "Hold him on your chest, arm under his bottom and hand on his back."
He looked so disgusted but did as told, leaning back on the couch and cradling the child. "I liked the dog better."
"Well at least we know God made the right decision taking away your option to procreate," she laughed. "How's everything going?"
"Chloe found a grey hair and tried to strangle me to death with the blow dryer when I laughed, hazards of dating a mortal I suppose."
Linda laughed. "I wouldn't know."
"No you only used me for my body."
She sighed affectionately, after almost two years with this man he was practically family, hence her bringing her new baby to their session. "Well I gave you therapy in return and look how much better you're doing."
"Touche, though you must admit your husband isn't as good as I was."
"Lucifer!" she chided and was pleased at how relaxed he was. She chose not to comment but he was doing pretty well for someone that hated babies. He held him firm enough to make him happy and she was amazed that her son wasn't crying. He looked good with a baby and her heart twisted a little that he would never have that even though he had finally come to the realization he wanted it months upon months ago. He had stated his brother Gabriel joked about it often but it just wasn't within the realms of possibility, even for God. The decision had been made eons ago and that was it.
Trixie never thought much of her mom's boyfriend being the Devil and what that meant in terms of aging until she turned sixteen. Lucifer was for all intents and purposes her step-dad regardless that they never got married. The funny thing was he never really changed, he was still wildly inappropriate but she now understood the jokes and innuendos, still drank like a fish and still called her hell spawn. He dressed the same, spoke the same, and acted the same. Walking in and looking around she shouted, "Lucifer!"
"Bloody hell, don't shout! I'm right here," he groused as he walked around the corner from the living room. "You've inherited your manners from your mother and father, I thought I taught you better."
"Sorry dad," she smirked.
As expected he glared. "I will damn your soul straight to Hell."
Trixie laughed and shook her head. "Where's mom?"
"Shopping, I was informed I wasn't welcome." Grabbing his glass of alcohol off the counter he took a drink, "Why? What do you want?"
"Can I have a few friends over tonight? Please?"
He shrugged, "I don't care." This was the best part of having the Devil as a step-dad, as long as she wasn't endangering herself he really didn't care what she did. No alcohol, no drugs, no smoking, no being with people that partook. Until she turned eighteen, then Lucifer said he'd give her whatever the Hell she wanted and be right next to her. He really was the worst step-dad ever, or the best depending on how you looked at it.
"Great, they're on their way over."
He groaned. "Now? I was going to take a nap."
"You're so old."
"Yes I am, very very old and sober and you'd best not push it until I'm much more intoxicated." To make his point he downed what was in his glass and poured himself more, taking it outside and relaxing on the couch outside, Lilith hopping up next to him as he lit a cigarette and let his eyes close. A while later he could hear giggling and shrieks and looked to Lilith. "Go eat them all. I give you permission. Devour their teenage souls." With a sigh he leaned forward and poured himself another glass and lit another cigarette.
"We're going to the beach, you may enter the house again," Trixie shouted as she and three friends filtered outside. She didn't think anything of it until they were down but he water.
"Is that your step-dad?"
"Holy shit he's hot."
"He's younger than I thought he'd be, I'd do him."
And then she realized the problems with not aging. Her mom was currently forty-three years old and Lucifer still looked to be around thirty-four, give or take. Her mom looked amazing, had really hardly aged and she knew Lucifer had something to do with that, he kept her on her toes. But she had never seen Lucifer like her friends did, he had been around so long that he was just Lucifer. In fact it was almost disturbing to hear them talking about him this way. "You guys shut up."
Lucifer walked back in the house and smiled at Chloe who was walking in the door with bags of groceries. "Why are there two extra cars outside?"
"The hell spawn has friends over," he said distractedly and grabbed a bag of cool ranch puffs out of a bag and tore into it. "Still love these bad boys."
"She didn't ask me about that."
"She asked me."
Chloe shot him flat look.
"What?" he laughed. "It's harmless fun. I didn't give her permission to do an eight ball."
The girls filtered in and Lucifer glanced over at them before going back to his conversation with Chloe, Trixie walking to the kitchen to greet her mother. One of the many good things about Lucifer Trixie realized one day, was that even though the man was extremely perverted he was never truly inappropriate. Even right now there were three teenage girls in bikinis standing almost directly in front of him and he paid them no mind. He was perverted but never a pervert, big difference.
"I'm Steph," a tall blonde girl interjected and Trixie rolled her eyes behind her back.
Lucifer looked down at the floor before back to her face. "Lucifer, and you're tracking sand in the house."
Chloe shook her head and laughed, "You girls get cleaned up and I'll order pizza for dinner."
Once they were all upstairs Lucifer looked to Chloe, "Filthy little miscreants."
"You mean you didn't notice those young figures?" she grinned.
He smirked and walked over to Chloe picking her up and setting her up on the counter, "All I noticed is that look like you need to be thoroughly fucked tonight."
She pressed her lips to his and wrapped her arms around him. "So charming."
Arching a brow he tensed his shoulders and his wings appeared, tucked neatly behind him but just as amazing as always. Her hands instantly went to them but instead of it being sexual she gently caressed them and smiled softly when Lucifer dropped his head on her shoulder and began to almost purr in contentment.
His arms wrapped loosely around her and they stayed that way, both lost in the moment until the sound of thundering footsteps made Lucifer whine. Pressing a kiss to Chloe's temple he stepped back and rolled his shoulders.
Trixie bounced in and asked, "How long?"
"For what?" Chloe blanched.
She sighed, "The pizza mom. Did you even order it?"
Lucifer chuckled and poured himself another glass of whisky, the bottle nearly empty and smirked.
"Oh!" she cried and laughed. "I'll do it right now."
One of her friends walked over and sat down at the table, "So your name's really Lucifer? Like the devil?"
His smirk grew. "Exactly."
Trixie watched him and if she really took a step back, like way way back she could see what her mother and countless others saw in him. He was tall and lean, dark and mysterious, extremely handsome and had the allure of a bad boy. To her though he was just Lucifer, an adorable dorky idiot that loved the dog more than he liked most people and was willing to go along on any adventure no matter how ill conceived. "Didn't we have that same conversation?" she asked as she walked over and bumped him.
Not missing a beat he shot out his foot and tripped her. "Why yes we did, our first meeting. I told you you had a hooker's name."
"Still do."
"Well you'll make many men very happy one day."
Chloe glared at them, Trixie laughing and Lucifer grinning mischievously as his arm slid over her shoulders when she wrapped one around his back. "You two aren't funny." The older Trixie got the more her relationship with Lucifer grew and even though he let her get away with way too much Chloe was glad they had each other. Trixie shared a lot with him and he never betrayed her trust but always seemed to nudge her in the right direction, he wasn't so much a parental figure as a crazy uncle.
Later that night Trixie rose from her room and stepped between her friends to go to the kitchen to get more soda. The house was quiet but before she opened the fridge she heard a soft laugh. Peeking through the blinds she saw her mom and the Devil sharing a chair outside under the overhang, her mom curled up on his lap and head resting on his collar bone. They were laughing about something and she smiled softly when Lucifer placed a kiss onto the top of her mom's head. They had been through a lot together and against all odds had survived not only the outside world but each other. They were happy and grossly adorable and she knew she wanted something like that one day, for someone to look at her with even half as much adoration as Lucifer looked at her mother even after all these years. Letting the blinds close she grabbed what she was looking for and retreated back to her room.
Trixie had broken up with her boyfriend and even though Lucifer had offered to maim him she couldn't allow it because he was entirely too handsome to destroy. Instead she found herself on the couch late that night watching tv by herself since her mom got called into work two hours ago. The couch dipped opposite her and even though no one was home she wasn't alarmed because the only people that popped in this quietly had wings. Instead of talking she scooted over and tucked herself into Lucifer's side, hand clasping his shirt and head on his chest, the weight of his arm wrapping around her making her feel safe.
They didn't need to talk, Lucifer had no idea what to say and Trixie didn't feel much like trying to describe her feelings so instead they just sat. She loved that he was always warm, more so than normal, and that his heart beat a hair faster than a regular humans. It was comforting because it didn't feel like this with anyone else, with her step-dad she could close her eyes and know it was still him. She had been listening to this heart beat and stealing this warmth for nine years now and while everything changed, herself included, Lucifer remained the same. It was comforting.
"Maze is coming back tomorrow, she mentioned she'd like to see you."
It was a safe and distracting topic and she appreciated it. "I'll pop in Lux tomorrow night. How's Hell?"
Maze had been going back and forth for years now but her first trip down Lucifer had gone with her to take back Hell. It had been a long two months without him, for everyone, but when he finally returned looking ragged and tired he said it was good to go. Maze was in charge for the time being, Amenadiel pleased he didn't have to worry about it anymore, and Lucifer was once again the Lord of Hell after destroying quite a few traitors, his wings giving him the edge back.
"When I left it was fine, running smoothly under Maze's rein of terror."
"What if mom or I go to Hell when we die?" she wondered.
Lucifer stiffened, "You won't, either of you." Relaxing a bit he ran his fingers up and down her arm. "But if you did," he said quietly. "I'd make sure you two were as comfortable and safe as you could be. I could even have Van Gogh paint landscapes on the walls."
She smiled and snuggled closer. "Thanks Lucifer."
"You're welcome hell spawn."
The couch shifted again and both looked over to Gabriel, the little angel looking over with wide eyes. "I felt a disturbance in the force."
Trixie couldn't help but laugh at how serious he was. "I'm good now."
He didn't look convinced but didn't push the point, just leaned back and began to watch tv.
When Chloe got home it was after midnight and she felt terrible for having to leave when Trixie was so upset but at least Lucifer had gone home to check on her. Quietly opening the door she saw the glow from the tv and after setting down her keys walked to the living room and smiled, dropping down slowly into one of the chairs. Trixie was asleep snuggled into Lucifer's side and Gabriel was on the opposite end of the couch snoring softly, curled up around a pillow. Some days all of it was still surreal, like right now. Her daughter was asleep on the couch between two archangels, she was probably the safest person on the planet.
Clicking off the tv she ran a hand over Lilith's head and walked upstairs.