After they left the restaurant, Trixie got dropped off with Amenadiel and Linda for the night. Lucifer and Chloe stumbled into the elevator tangled together.
They hadn't had a night alone since Lucifer became God. Trixie really needed extra care since losing her father. She still needed them both.
"Hey," Lucifer whispered, getting her attention once they stumbled out of the elevator. "She's safe. They will take care of her."
"I know."
"I may not be using my omnipotent powers on you but I do know that you are distracted and worried."
A spark lighted in her eyes. "Use em'!"
"What?"
"Use your powers to check on her!"
"Will that get you to focus on me?"
"Yes. I just have to know she's okay."
Lucifer closes his eyes. Focusing on seeing Trixie. Quickly a clear image filled his vision and he could see everything.
Trixie is holding Charlie in her lap. Both of them are in PJs and look to be ready for bed. Amenadiel is in the kitchen, close by if he is needed. Linda is not in view but Lucifer knows that she's getting herself ready for bed.
"I'm gonna be a big sister." She tells the babe. "You'll have a cousin. I hope you'll see me as your cousin."
Amenadiel smiles from his spot while he looks in the fridge, pulling out some ice cream.
"I can feel you spying on us."
"I am not. Simply checking in. Easing the detective's mind." Lucifer replies only so his brother can hear.
The last thing Lucifer sees is Amenadeil pulling cookies out of the oven.
"She's perfect," Lucifer says to Chloe, opening his eyes and looking at her.
"What is she doing?"
"Holding Charlie, telling him about the new baby."
"Aww"
"Seems that my brother is spoiling her rotten. Cookies and Ice Cream after she had all that cake at dinner."
"I should be mad, but she deserves some extra spoiling from family." Chloe sighs.
Lucifer holds her face in his hands. "Can we get back to letting me spoil you?"
Chloe leans in, kissing him. It doesn't take any time at all for the kisses to get deeper.
Lucifer slides his hand down her curves, up the skirt of her tight dress. Chloe hummed against his lips.
"Take me to bed, Mr.G,"
"With pleasure future Mrs.G,"
••••••
Waking up naked in Lucifer's arms was something that Chloe missed. The warmth of just the two of them.
"You're glowing." Lucifer purs.
"I don't feel like it."
"Talk to me, love."
"6 weeks is hitting. Not horribly though. It was worse with Trix."
"What was your first pregnancy like?" Lucifer asks.
"First of all Dan and I struggled to conceive. I had 2 miscarriages in a year. It was a miracle that I got pregnant with Trixie.
"It felt like the second she was conceived, I was sick. I was so sick that I moved all my morning shifts. For the first trimester, I was missing entire days. They had me on desk duty right away."
"I'd hope so," Lucifer comments.
"During my first pregnancy, I was very sensitive to certain smells."
"Like the alcohol, this time?"
"Exactly. With Trixie, it was citrus scents and any dairy smells made me gag but like I could still eat dairy."
"Of course this one just had to hate alcohol," Lucifer says, laying a hand on her flat abdomen.
Chloe smiles. "This is the first morning that I've felt sick, this pregnancy. Maybe it's because I've been taking it so much easier. Last night was the most I've done since-"
"I know. That's a good thing. I'm gonna make sure you keep taking it easy."
"There is also no added stress of work."
"So it sounds like you're thinking that growing God's baby will be easier than a normal human baby?"
"I mean I don't know. So far it has been." Chloe giggles.
A gentle silence fills the air around them. Chloe's head resting on his chest. Lucifer holding her against him.
"What would you like for breakfast?"
"Pancakes?"
"Your desire is my command."
"With chocolate chips," Chloe adds.
"Certainly," Lucifer says as he gets out of bed.
Lucifer leaves the room, heading into the kitchen. Chloe hangs back, sitting up in bed. She sits just on the edge with her legs dangling off the bed without her feet touching the floor.
The world feels like it's spinning around her, but she isn't moving. Her fingers dig into the mattress, desperately trying to ground herself. Anything to make the world stop spinning.
A headache begins just behind her eyes. The pain starts quickly and possesses her with the strength of being hit by a bus.
"Luc-" Chloe whispered. "Lucifer," she says weakly.
In the kitchen, Lucifer is getting all the ingredients out. In the back of his head, he hears a voice, her voice calling out to him. It isn't heard from his ears, just his mind.
"Sweetheart, are you alright?"
Hearing no response Lucifer puts down the pancake mix and goes back into the bedroom. He finds Chloe gripping the mattress with her eyes squeezed shut.
"Chloe, talk to me. What's going on?
"I- I don't feel okay." She stutters.
Lucifer moves to squat in front of her on his toes. He places his hands on her knees for balance, looking into her eyes.
"Sick." She mumbles nearly incoherently.
"What?"
Chloe jolts forward, throwing up in the space between them, all over Lucifer's feet.
"I'm sorry," Chloe says weakly, trying to pull her hair away from her face.
"No, apologies. Come on, let's get you cleaned up." Lucifer says, helping her up.
"Still dizzy." She mumbles.
Lucifer helps her step around the mess on the floor and then sweeps her into his arms bridal style. He carries her into the bathroom and turns on the water in the shower. He sets her down on a small bamboo bench in the shower.
"You alright here for a few minutes?"
Chloe nods and Lucifer slips out of the bathroom to clean up the mess. He comes back in shortly after, finding Chloe unbuttoning his now wet dress shirt.
He peels it from her body and balls it up, discarding it to the corner of the shower. He stripped himself of all of his clothes and pulled Chloe under the hot water with him.
Lucifer hooks each of his thumbs into the hip of Chloe's blue panties, pulling them down and off of her body. He tosses them onto the wet balled-up dress shirt.
They rinse off silently. Neither needing to talk. They just wash each other without uttering a word.
Getting out and drying off, Lucifer wraps Chloe in his red silk robe. He leads her out to the kitchen, sitting her down on a barstool.
"Feeling any better?"
"Yeah, a bit. That really came out of nowhere."
After breakfast, they left to pick up Trixie from Linda and Amenidel's. Lucifer knocks on the door and Linda opens it while Charlie sits on her hip crying.
Without thinking, Lucifer reaches his hands out, stepping forward to take his nephew. Charlie calms almost instantly.
"How do you do that?" Linda asks.
"I don't know. He just likes his uncle Lucifer."
Chloe and Lucifer step inside the house seeing Trixie on the couch watching HGTV with Amenadiel. Trixie turns seeing them walk inside.
"Mom! Lucifer!"
"Monkey! Did you have fun?"
"Yeah,"
Chloe hugs her daughter. "Go get your stuff."
Trixie lets go of her mother and runs into the guest room that she had spent the night in.
Lucifer took a seat next to his brother while still holding Charlie.
"Why has your spawn been so fussy?" Lucifer asks Amenidel.
"The last of his teeth are coming in." He says.
"His last 2 baby teeth," Linda adds.
"They grow up so fast." Chloe says, watching Trixie coming back into the room."
"Thank you so much for taking care of Beatrice last night," Lucifer says.
"Anytime." Linda smiles.
Lucifer hands Charlie over to Amenidel and then stands up. He follows Chloe and Trixie out to the car.
"So what are we going to do today, ladies?"
"You don't have to do any… work?" Chloe asks.
"Nope. Today is for my girls."