Chapter 8 :

Dan stood in the shower for half an hour now, letting the warm water run over his head and body. His hands were placed against the cold, wet tiles on the wall. He didn't have any sense of time at the moment. How in the devil's name did he know about his relationship with Lucifer? It wasn't like he was ashamed or that he wanted to keep it a secret but they hadn't told anyone about it yet. Could Lucifer really be in danger? Could this priest harm his celestial boyfriend? What about his own safety? Screw that he didn't care about his own safety the only thing he cared about was Lucifer's or the fact that he could send the devil back to that awful place, Hell.

Then there were the worries about his daughter who hadn't called in two days. Was all of this connected? Chloe knew about his feelings for the devil and she didn't react very well to seeing his scarred devil face. Where was his daughter? Somehow he had the feeling that she was in danger, call it intuition. He stood in doubt to tell the fallen angel about it though. He felt guilty enough as it is about the whole situation. He didn't take Chloe's reaction very well. Somehow he had hoped that Chloe would know him enough to know that no matter what, Lucifer would never hurt them.

The detective was so deep in thoughts that he didn't even hear his front door open and close again, he didn't even hear a familiar voice yell, "Honey, I am home!"

Lucifer was confused that his boyfriend didn't react at all. Not a groan, not a growl not even a sigh. Yes, Lucifer's hearing reached far enough to pick up a simple sigh. The only thing he heard was the sound of water running in the bathroom.

"Love?" Lucifer yelled so that Dan would know that his lover had arrived as he had promised.

"Daniel?" Lucifer tried again while he made his way towards the bathroom, slightly worried about what he was going to find. He wouldn't put it against his dad to take the love of his life away from him.

The apartment stayed quiet, nothing could be heard except the water of the shower.

Lucifer opened the door of the bathroom, his heart beating fiercely in his throat, he never felt like this before. Never did he fear to find someone taken by his sister Azreal as he did right now.

"Daniel?" He asked again when he carefully opened the door of the handsome detective's shower.

A weight he didn't know he felt, fell off his shoulders when he noticed that his lover was still alive. That feeling made a place for worry as soon as he saw that the man he loved didn't notice his presence.

"Daniel, love?" Lucifer said a bit louder, placing a hand on the man's bare shoulder. Dan finally snapped out of his thoughts and jumped up almost falling down due to the slippery floor.

"Luce?" He asked a bit startled by the sudden feeling of a warm hand. A hand that could be of only one being due to his higher body temperature but not hot enough to get burn marks.

"Love, what's wrong? I yelled several times and you didn't react." the devil could shake off the worries he felt. Who had been the visitor that has shaken up his partner like this? His boyfriend wasn't a man who was easily frightened.

"Let me put some clothes on and I will tell you okay?" Dan said, stepping out of the shower and grabbing a towel from the little cabin next to the shower.

"I love you more looking like this." Lucifer quipped while giving the other man a wink.

Dan rolled his eyes, "I know Luce, but this is serious alright. Why don't you wait for me in the living room."

"Alright, because you asked so nicely, love." Lucifer smiled, "Are you sure you will be fine in here?"

"I will be fine, babe, There is a bottle of scotch in the bar for you. It's not the expensive stuff you drink but I think it has a good taste." Dan said before kissing his boyfriend on the lips before shooing the devil out of the bathroom.

Lucifer was looking at some pictures on the wall, while he was waiting for Daniel, a glass of scotch in his hand, pictures of Trixie in different stages of her life. There was a picture of a younger-looking Dan, where he was holding a little baby, it was a picture of the day Trixie was born. The picture a little further showed Trixie a bit older with in front of her a big cake with one little candle on top. The child was smiling brightly. It was obviously the child's first birthday. The last picture was taken on vacation, Trixie was standing in the desert with a large Sphinx in the background. The devil took little sips of his scotch. He didn't notice Daniel approaching him.

"That is a picture of our last vacation as a family." Dan suddenly said, wrapping his arms around his boyfriend, placing his chin against the devil's shoulder.

Lucifer sighed, "I wish my father was a little bit more like you."

"I am not such a great father myself, Luce. Work has always been more important than my family and now I am afraid that something awful has happened to them. I am afraid that I can't make up for my mistake." Dan sighed deeply. Lucifer could hear the guilt in his voice. The sound of that made the devil turn in the detective's arms.

"Love, don't let guilt rule your life, no matter how much I love you, you have no place in my kingdom, which is where your guilt will take you. You see I can't show emotions down there. I can't be the reason that demons will make you suffer more just because I care about you. That being said, what do you mean it's too late? The detective and the urchin aren't due to come home for another week." Lucifer asked, a bit worried about the guilt he saw in Daniel's eyes.

"It's not that simple, Luce. I made mistakes." Dan said with a sad tone in his voice, his arms still wrapped around his devil's slim hips, his hands on Lucifer's perfect formed ass.

"Love, we all make mistakes but tell me why are you so worried?" This wasn't the time to tell him how much Lucifer felt guilt himself.

"You know that Trixie calls me every night, right?" Dan started which made the devil nod, "Well, I didn't hear from her for a few days now. I tried calling Chloe but her phone is off. My gut tells me that something is very wrong, babe. I don't know what to do." Dan placed his forehead against the fallen angel's shoulder.

"We will find her, love, I will make some phonecall from people I know in Rome to see if they know something. " Lucifer said, wrapping his arms even more tightly around Dan, who just nodded at what Lucifer just said. He didn't want to think about what kind of contacts the lord of Hell meant.

"That is not all, babe. Right before I called you I had a visit from a strange priest. He knew about our relationship, he told me that you were dangerous to me and asked me to help him to send you back to Hell. I am afraid that everything is connected with each other and that I will lose you and my daughter." Dan said holding his boyfriend close to him.

"You don't have to worry about me, love. There is nothing that this priest can do to send me back. Holy water doesn't work on me and if Amenadiel is right, I can be immortal again even in Chloe's presence and I will do anything in my power to keep the little urchin safe. " Lucifer said or at least he hoped that was true. He wasn't going to say that he doubted Amenadiel's theory though.

*** LUCIFER ***

The night fell over Los Angeles, Father Kinley was waiting on a remote beach looking over the ocean. He had just prayed to the archangel Michael.

"Update, please." came a voice from behind Father Kinley. A tall cloaked figure approached the priest from Rome.

Kinley didn't look beside him, he knew very well who the man in the white mantle was. His face was hidden from the world in a hoodie attached to the cape.

"We don't have to count on the boyfriend, sir. He isn't going to betray your brother," Kinley said again without looking.

The archangel sighed deeply before speaking in anger, "Do I need to do everything myself?"

Kinley bowed slightly, "I am sorry I failed you, master."

"Well, now we have to hope that we can convince Chloe to help us after all." Michael sighed, "I will speak with sister Grind, myself, and come up with a plan that will be the downfall of my brother. The sweet detective is going to help whether she wants to or not." These were the last words the angel said before spreading his pitch-black wings and disappeared from the earth.

TBC