"I need you to look after them, okay?"

"What for? You can fly back and forth to and from Hell."

"I promised Rory I wouldn't change anything."

"Huh? So, you'd let her grow up resenting you for millenia? It's going to be millenia down there."

"But the time loop…I…."

"Brother, am I God or not?"

"I think we have established that fact, brother. What's your point?"

"My point is, I'm God. Nothing is impossible with God, isn't that what they say?"

"So…?"

"You only need to ask, Lucifer."

"What's the catch?"

"Nothing. You deserve it. You and Chloe deserve it. Just ask, brother. Please."

"If you insist,"

"Babe!" Chloe hits his arms, and he jolts awake, voice horse from sleep.

"Huh?"

"It's Rory,"

That simple phrase serves as an electric shock to power up his sleep-addled brain, and he springs into action to Rory's room to find her…still asleep.

He breathes a sigh of relief and turns to Chloe with a questioning look.

"What? You didn't let me finish. I was going to say Rory is going to be late for school. I am running late as well so do you mind dropping her off? I'll take the twins to daycare."

"Not at all. But next time, could you lead with that?"

"Not my fault you jumped headfirst into your silly conclusions."

"Ugh."

"Anyway, I have to go. I'll see you later, k?" She kisses his cheek and continues, "And not the Corvette, alright? She's five."

Lucifer nods, sleep catching up with him again.

The tires screeched to a halt in front of the steps of the school building. They got there just in time for her first class.

"Mommy is going to kill you, you know. I'm not supposed to be riding the 'vette yet," Rory says as Lucifer unbuckles his seat belt and walks over to her side.

"Well, Rory, your mother won't be able to unless I make myself vulnerable around her."

"What do you mean?"

"You'll understand when you're older. Now, what is it you desire so that you'll keep this a secret?"

"Disneyland!"

"Ughhh. Those are full of children with their sticky hands. Hard pass."

"I'm a child."

"Exactly. You're my child, so I like you."

"And what about Zain and Lu?"

"Of course, I like them, too! They're your brothers after all."

"And T?"

"Trixie will always be the original urchin, so yes, she's on the list, too."

Satisfied, Aurora nods but still insists on the same request.

"Disneyland or I spill!"

Lucifer groans. He doesn't want to sleep on the couch, so might as well.

"Fine, fine. You got yourself a deal. Now off you pop, my little one."

"Will you be picking me up as well? In the proper car this time?"

"Yes, of course. Now, go on."

"Bye Daddy! I love you!"

Lucifer waves at his daughter and notices the moms giggling and waving back at him. He gives them his megawatt smile and takes off. He definitely has zero interest in flirting with anyone else at all , but there's just no off button with his natural charms.

He's glad he could juggle his earth life and being Hell's therapist well enough that he has spare time to have his alone time.

He taught the demons how to sort those who have deep-seated guilt like Jimmy Barnes over the ones who — for the lack of a better term — aren't that complex. He can't do it alone (because everybody dies and some or most will land down under, and there are seven billion people Earth alone), but he's the only celestial qualified for now.

That needs to change, though. Which is why Lucifer and Amenadiel are working together to train the other angels so they can lend a hand.

In the meantime, the Lightbringer doesn't need his me time. So he heads over to the precinct armed with lemon bars and his wife's go-to drink: tall nonfat almond milk latte with sugar-free caramel drizzle.

He's super proud of her, making Lieutenant months after being reinstated and chasing after leads even when she was almost at the end of her pregnancy term. He wouldn't admit it out loud, but he was always on edge every time she had to show up for a delicate operation or a hostage crisis. But that is just who Chloe is.

Lucifer raps the door lightly, and she gives the go-ahead to come in. She is buried in paperwork that she doesn't even look up until he opens his mouth to speak.

"Is this a bad time?"

"Oh, no, babe," She hesitates and then. "Well, actually yeah. Work never stops. What are you doing here?"

"I come bearing gifts." Lucifer raises both the brown paper bag holding the treats and the coffee cup on the other.

"Ah, thank you. Everything good with Rory?"

"Yes. And the boys?"

"They're good, too. So you wanna swap later or are you heading back down?"

"Not today. So I'll pick up the urchins."

"Okay, thank you. See you at dinner. Love ya."

"I love you, too, Lieutenant."

If someone asked Lucifer years before he met Chloe how he sees himself in ten years, he would have answered along the lines of 'debauchery, sex and more sex.'

But now that he has built a family of his own, he would confidently say 'spend time with my children, help the damned' and 'lots and lots of sex with Chloe'. He never imagined for it to turn out like it did. He's grateful that it did because he never wanted to leave Chloe ever again.

And boy did they get busy . Still, Lucifer wouldn't have it any other way.

Now, what to serve for dinner?

Oh, and he'll get someone to rent Disneyland for an entire day. Chloe will definitely frown if she finds out he's going to spend a lot .

He also makes a mental note to throttle down that dick ex-boyfriend of Beatrice without the urchin or Chloe's knowledge. Maybe rope Maze in for good measure.

Oh, the things he'll do for them.