A/N: Well, be proud of me guys. I, have finished this story. This story will have 26 chapters(27 according to the cite).
I had myself on the edge of my seat, and I hope I can do the same to you guys...
Enjoy!
Chapter 20:
"Lucifer!"
How Chloe had suddenly found herself at Lux, she would never know.
However, once she found him, the thought vanished.
"Hey, I was just checking to make sure..." Chloe had stopped in place, her expression unreadable at the scene before her.
Wings. Glorious... Beautiful white wings.
Wait... She remembered this case! How Lucifer had been immensely offended towards the making of fake wings.
"Wow, you just cannot stop roleplaying after today, can you? Wings? really?" She arched a brow.
"D-detective. Now is really not the time." Lucifer spoke.
"Clearly. Although I must know, where did you put the... Straps... For the wings?" Chloe wondered, taking a few steps closer to him.
Lucifer quickly stood, copying her steps back.
"Detective, that's not a good idea."
As Chloe continued to copy his steps, she couldn't help but notice how... Perfectly in tact they were.
In fact, the base of the wings looked as though they were connected to his back... Where the scars were that she saw what felt like a few days ago.
"Lucifer... Are those really?" She was starting to believe.
He stared at her, confused for a minute, which gave her the time she needed to close the distance, and managed to get a good handful of his right wing.
As soon as she made contact, she retreated her hand as if she had been electrocuted, and it wasn't because of the unexpected yell of pain that came from Lucifer.
"Lucifer..." She managed in a whisper.
The touch was only a split second, but that was all it took to realize she was grabbing Real feathers.
Something softer than feathers.
"They are sensitive." Lucifer said as if replacing an apology.
...
"These are my wings." Lucifer said in a whisper.
...
Then, Chloe found herself sitting on his bed, trying to take in the news.
"Oh my god, I've been so blind." Chloe sighed, suddenly she believed everything. Everything he had ever told her.
"Well, it's not that Detective. To be honest, you are probably the only human to see this." Lucifer told her.
"No... I mean... You've been telling me all along... You're an angel?" Chloe looked at him confused.
Even if she didn't believe in such things, it didn't mean she didn't think about it, imagine them.
"I... was." Lucifer answered roughly.
"Was?" Chloe repeated.
She may not know much about Holy beings, but she knew either you are or you're not.
"And that's where my name comes in, Lucifer Morningstar." He sighed.
"So... You're the Devil... With wings...?" Chloe asked skeptically. Yes, she had proof right in front of her, but it was still a lot to take in.
"Ok. Well, that was..." Chloe trailed off.
"Horrifying? I know." Lucifer sighed, leaning forward, almost as if he wanted to leave.
"What? No. Lucifer, your wings... Are beautiful." She said, although after saying it, she realized what she had just said.
Lucifer turned his head to her, his eyes filling with surprise and something else that trapped hers in them.
"A-are they really that sensitive?" Chloe tried to avert her eyes elsewhere, settling back on his wings.
"Very. They've never been... Touched... At least not while they're on me." Lucifer said.
"Can I..." Chloe managed to stop herself from the sudden craving she was feeling, but it was too late, he knew what she meant.
Just before she could open her mouth to apologize...
"Just... Be gentle." Lucifer whispered, almost sounding as hesitat as her.
Chloe accepted his condition, and before she could stop herself, her hand met with the feathers of his left wing.
Lucifer hissed out at the sensation, but something told her it wasn't of pain.
She felt his wing move, as if it were pushing back at her hand, an urgency to continue. She could hear the muscles in the wings making strained, cracking noises that sounded almost painful to her ears.
Lucifer's body was growing less tense, however, and made no gestures for her to stop.
All Chloe could see now was a bed-full of feathers, his left wing alone was huge, nearly draping off the end of the bed.
Chloe pulled away slowly as Lucifer lifted the wing, giving it a weak, successful flap before relaxing it again.
He stared at her, with widened eyes and all she could do was stare back, still trying to process what was going on.
"Do that again." He whispered, "To this wing, just... Do what you did to that one!"
Without hesitation, Chloe made her way over to the other side of him, where she could then see a massive difference between the 2 limbs.
She slowly reached out to the right wing, but hesitated, because of its battered and confined position.
Wouldn't it hurt?
Her eyes met his again, hesitant, as if asking for permission.
"Do it." He nearly pleaded.
Chloe cautiously laid a hand on his right wing.
It had a similar effect as the first, it was like she could feel his pain. His pain was her pain.
However, it was short-lived, new and brighter feathers began to blossom, and she swore she could see them glow a little. The glow spread over her hand, giving her an immense feeling of warmth and comfort.
Chloe continued to run her hand through the feathers, a tear running down her cheek. She never felt this way before.
Lucifer immediately caught the tear in his hand as it rested against her cheek.
"Thank you, Detective." Lucifer whispered.
Chloe couldn't help but laugh, "What did I even do?"
Lucifer smiled, "You helped restore my wings, I don't know how, but..."
He trailed off, and Chloe waited for him to continue.
But he never did, she just noticed he was moving closer to her, closer than before, until she could feel his breath on her lips.
Chloe wasn't sure what to make of what was going on, until suddenly he closed the distance and his lips were pressed lightly against hers.
The first thing that ran through her body was shock, then almost instinctual panic.
She hummed against his lips as if to say something, before quickly pushing away from him.
He stared down at her, confused for a second, before his eyes widened, like hers had.
"Oh... I am... So sorry... I-"
"It's ok... I just..." Chloe trailed off, turning away from him, 'that just happened.'
Part of her was confused as to what happened, the other part of her was confused as to why she pulled away
"Ahem... I should really get home." Chloe said, "I don't even remember why I even came here."
...
"Goodnight Lucifer." Chloe said.
"Goodnight... Chloe." Lucifer replied.
Chloe slowly awoke to the familiar sound of the heart monitor, still going at a steady pace.
She also heard the sound of shuffling feet.
"Hey. How are you feeling? Hope I didn't wake you." A nurse was writing down her stats.
"Where's... Lucifer?" Chloe asked, still half asleep.
The nursel's expressions saddened, "he's out with Detective Espinoza to find the antidote. Would you like me to call him for you?" The nurse asked.
Chloe shook her head, "No, it's fine."
"Ok. Well, just take it easy, let me know if there's anything you need. Just call." Then the nurse left the room.
Chloe sighed, before rolling onto her side.
What the hell was that?
It felt a lot more than just a dream.
"Remind me why we're here again?" Lucifer asked as he and Dan were forcefully escorted down into a room by a group of low-lifes.
They thought they were on the right path finding someone connected to the Doctor's work, but apparetly they were connected to protect his work.
"You know I can get out of these, right?" Lucifer sighed as he was forcefully sat in a chair in handcuffs, Dan alongside him.
"Shut up!" One of the men shouted.
Lucifer rolled his eyes, "You know what, I don't have time for this."
With that, he slipped free of his restraints without a struggle, standing to approach the awestruck men.
"There is someone..." Lucifer punched one of them, "Who is ery important to me..." He then swiftly took the gun from the next guy who made a move, "Who is quite possibly on the bring of dying...!" He punched him, then the last enemy, "And you are going to tell me how the cure is made!" Lucifer's eyes flared red as he stood over the last man standing.
"I-I don't know! I swear! The Doctor never shared any of his work! Pleade don't..."
"Lucifer..." Dan sounded warningly behind him, but he could already sense the surprise attack.
Giving the leader another harsh punch, he turned to the other, using the gun he still had in his hand, beating him over the head, before releasing the gun.
"Ok! We're doing this my way." Lucifer said, turning to Dan, reluctantly freeing him from his restraints.
"How... Did you do that? Ad what do you mean your way?" Dan asked, following him out of the room.
"Just go back to the hospital. Stay with Chloe. I'll take it from here." Lucifer said, before shutting out any of his replies.
"Lucifer, what are you- Lucifer!"