The suspect's accomplice knocked the gun from Chloe's hand, far enough away that she could not get to it. The suspect began shooting, and Lucifer pulled on her.
"Detective, we have to get out of here!" He shouted over the gunfire. She nodded, her head swimming, and began to run. Halfway out of the doorway, a terrible hot pain flashed through her leg and she faltered, unable to stand on the leg any longer. Lucifer looked back at her and glanced at the shooter. "Detective are you alright?"
"I'm fine" she said slowly, testing her leg to try to walk on it at least. The hot searing pain came again and she winced, looking away from her partner. Lucifer's concern etched on his face, he came back to her and scooped her up in his arms, ignoring the protests until they were safely away. Chloe had to hold onto his neck in order to stay upright, very aware of where his hands were on her body.
"You can put me down." Chloe said, looking back at the warehouse they'd left.
"Detective, you can barely stand on that leg, I'm getting you to a hospital before anything else."
"No, we have to head them off; god knows where they're going to be going."
"Well even if my father does know it's unlikely he'll say. And even if they do get away I'm sure we could put a bounty on them and Maze'll give them special treatment. Especially for hurting you." Chloe looked away and prayed Lucifer couldn't see her blush. He still carried her, all the way to the hospital, only letting go of her when there was a wheelchair before them.
"You'll be alright detective, Daniel and I can take it from here." Lucifer said as the nurse wheeled her away.
"I know. Just be careful." Chloe replied.