Chloe didn't have the energy to process what she'd just seen. Instead she decided to focus on how very neat and tidy their case against the Viper was. Almost like someone had planned it. The whole thing smelled like a frame job to her. She just knew in her gut that the Viper was innocent, at least of this particular crime. The problem was proving it.

Chloe went back to the precinct and started pouring over the case again, but somehow it didn't matter how many times she went over it. She was missing something.

Missing… What was she missing? That was it! He'd missed! Whoever shot at Benny hadn't hit him, even though they had a clear line of sight. Also to shoot into a crowd like that and not hit even a single person you'd have to be a very good shot. The best, even. And just like that she knew who the real murderer was.

Her first thought was to message Lucifer to join her, but then she remembered he was recovering in the hospital from a gunshot wound that made absolutely no sense. She was on her own, which was fine. After all she'd been without a partner for ages. She didn't need him and he was the actual freaking Devil! A suddenly less indestructible Devil, but that was a problem for later. First thing first: catch the killer.

She got Viper out of holding and went to Benny's studio. Getting a confession out of the ex-sniper marine didn't actually turn out to be that hard. The ex-sniper pointed the finger at Benny and before long Chloe was bringing Benny into the station in handcuffs.

And now there was nothing to distract her from the events she still didn't quite believe she'd witnessed. Getting in her car, Chloe made her way to the hospital to visit the strange dangerous man who had, for no logical reason, just saved her life for a second time.

She was however surprised upon arriving to see that Lucifer already had a visiter: her boss. Chloe watched from afar as they talked. She just caught the end of their exchange as her boss left the room only moments later.

"Oh! Hello, Chloe," her boss said, as she exited Lucifer's hospital room.

"Hi," Chloe replied, surprised to see her here.

"I was just finalizing a deal," her boss replied. Chloe had to suppress the urge to tell her that a deal with the devil was a bad idea. Instead Chloe just smiled and said something polite.

Once she was gone Chloe entered Lucifer's room.

"What did she want?" Chloe asked.

"You are now looking at an official consultant for the LAPD," Lucifer said, almost proudly. Chloe felt sure she was reading him wrong on that though.

"Is she going to regret that deal, Lucifer?" Chloe asked. "The deal you made for Benny had some pretty bad consequences."

"She wants to be the first female chief of police," Lucifer explained. "I wanted to be your consultant. I think it's worked out rather well actually."

"I still don't understand why you want to work with me so badly," Chloe said with a sigh.

"Yes well," Lucifer said, in that way he did when he didn't lie but also didn't answer your question.

"Do you really not know why you are suddenly bleeding moments after surviving a literal hailstorm of bullets?"

"Not a single clue no," Lucifer said grinning from ear to ear like a kid in a candy store after a lifetime of only lettuce. "It's all rather exciting isn't it!"

"How is bleeding exciting?"

"You try being immortal sometime," Lucifer grumbled. "Nothing can hurt you, nothing can get to you. Do that for a couple hundred millennia and you too will agree that a little danger is thrilling!"

"You really don't make any sense," Chloe sighed.

"Is that what's bothering you, Detective?" Lucifer asked. "That I don't make any sense?"

"You say you are the Devil," Chloe began. "You make deals like a Devil and I've seen you do some incredible things. I don't have any other explanation for those things except what you tell me, but if I ignore all the things I know about the Devil and just go by what I've seen... well you don't seem very Devilish, so maybe you aren't the devil."

"Is it more proof you want?" Lucifer asked. "Because that I can do. Just say the word and my Devil face is yours to view or if you'd rather I have a set of Angel wings in a box somewhere you could take a peek at."

"No it isn't that," Chloe said. "It's just I want to know why."

"Why what?"

"Since the day I met you I can't seem to get rid of you," Chloe said. "Why is the Devil so intent on solving murders with me?"

"I-" Lucifer began slowly. He seemed almost at a loss for words. "That's actually a very excellent question, Detective. Maybe I should ask my therapist."

Chloe covered her face with her hands. This guy knew nothing. He didn't have a single answer for her, yet he had been useful as well as annoying on this case. Plus there was the whole saving her life twice thing.

"Okay you win," Chloe surrendered. "We're partners."

"What, you're not going to protest?" Lucifer asked, with a smile on his face.

"No," Chloe continued. "I may have no idea about literally anything about you, from who you are to what you want, but-" she threw her hands up in the air.

"But what, Detective," Lucifer asked. She looked at his face again, studying it closely. There was something like longing there. He wanted to know what she had to say.

"I can't resist a mystery," Chloe said.

"But that doesn't make sense," Lucifer replied, clearly confused. "There is no mystery, Detective. I am the Devil."

"You are devilishly complicated, that's for sure," Chloe chuckled. Then suddenly she was laughing.

"What's so funny?"

"Just everything," Chloe said, breathless from laughter. "The Devil solving crimes. It's just so ridiculous. Wouldn't even make a good tv show and yet now it's my life."

"Who says it wouldn't make a good tv show?" Lucifer said almost defensively.

"I mean please," Chloe replied, putting on her best skeptical look.

"I think the concept has merit," Lucifer said cheerfully. "Could be fun with the right producer."

"If you say so," Chloe chuckled.

"Ooh oh and I already have a theme song, you wanna hear it?"

"If I say no you are just gonna sing it anyway aren't you?" Chloe sighed. Sometimes his man acted more like a child than Satan himself.

"Crime solving Devil," Lucifer sang. "It makes sense. Don't overthink it."

"I'll leave you to rest then," Chloe said trying to contain her laughter.

"See you at work on Monday, Detective," Lucifer called after her.

Monday came and Chloe found herself at yet another crime scene. This time it looked like a robbery gone wrong. A security guard had been murdered near a suspected illegal contraband storage facility.

She was surprised when Lucifer made an appearance. With a wound like that Chloe felt sure he should have been in the hospital for at least a few more days.

"Howdy Detective," Lucifer said as he walked up in his usual way-too-fancy-for-a-crime-scene suit. He wasn't even wearing a sling.

"How's your shoulder?" Chloe asked.

"Oh fine, Detective," Lucifer smiled. "I might not be invulnerable anymore but my healing abilities are still working perfectly."

Chloe looked around, feeling suddenly concerned that someone would overhear them, but as she looked around she saw that no one cared what Lucifer was saying. It felt strangely isolating to realize that everyone else in this room just thought Lucifer was crazy. She remembered only too well what it felt like to be like them. No one in their right mind would believe he was actually the Devil without proof, no matter what he said. Chloe wasn't even totally sure she was sold on the Devil thing. She was, however, absolutely sure that Lucifer wasn't an ordinary human.

"Right," Chloe said slowly.

Lucifer leaned down to examine the body before saying, "What unpleasantness felled this heap of unrealized ambition?"

"Suffocation. A crushed trachea," Chloe answered. "And this heep has a name. Erwin Scovell, 55. He worked security here for twenty years."

"Ooh talk about suffocating," Lucifer said. Chloe filled him in on the details, explaining how Scovell probably walked in on a robbery since a container was missing.

She turned around then to see Lucifer shining a flashlight in her eyes while wearing safety glasses.

"It's a dead body," Chloe snapped at him. "A little respect."

It was strange but somehow knowing her bullets could actually wound him now was making it so much easier to be around him. Yeah he was still strong, but at least now she'd have a fighting chance if the annoying Devil turned into the violent Devil.

"You know I am amazed by the deferential regard you humans hold for rotting flesh," Lucifer said. "I mean this poor sap is either already in hell or in the Silver city enduring Uriel's welcome speech, which is far worse than hell if you ask me."

Chloe just blinked at him. What was she supposed to do with that? All it did was create more questions.

Moving a little closer, Chloe whispered so no one else could hear her. "So you don't know then," she began. "Which place people go to when they die?"

"Goodness no," Lucifer replied a little louder than she would have liked. "That's all up to you lot."

"You lot?" Chloe asked again much more quietly than him.

"Humans," Lucifer explained. "They send themselves. Driven down by their own guilt." She was surprised that he was whispering now just like her. So there were some things he didn't like to advertise.

"Does that mean that a guilty person doesn't go to hell if they don't feel any guilt for what they've done?" Chloe asked.

"That's exactly what it means," Lucifer said, once again in a low voice. "My, my, you are full of questions today." He was smiling in that way that usually meant he planned on being annoying.

Chloe shook her head. She had work to do. Her morbid curiosity could wait.

"Anyway," she said, at a normal volume. "Since we don't have any leads we should focus on the stolen container."

"But I've already solved it, Detective," Lucifer said. "I know what killed Erwin."

Chloe had just enough time to wonder what new devilish power he was going to claim to have before he ruined all her expectations by, well… being Lucifer.

"Boredom!" Lucifer said. "Getting murdered is probably the most exciting thing that ever happened to him. I have a new found mortality to play with! When do we get to raid a house or shoot someone? Oh or how about we go find another gang war?"

"A man died and we are going to do everything we possibly can to catch the killer, even if it's boring," Chloe said firmly. She'd never met anyone so infuriating!

"Pass," Lucifer said with a sigh before turning around and walking away.

"You have got to be kidding me," Chloe said, mainly to herself. After all that fuss to work with her, cutting deals with her boss and tagging along where he wasn't welcome. She finally gives in and their first actual case together, he just walks away. Did he or did he not want to be here? Honestly, she had no idea.

Maybe this meant she could work partnerless again. She almost longed for those simpler times. No Devil on her shoulder confusing, scaring and frustrating her. Maybe this was a good thing.

The problem with this theory was that he came back, less than an hour later.

"What? Have you thought of all new offensive things to say?" Chloe asked, exasperated.

"Nope. Changed my mind," Lucifer said with a smile. "I've come back to help. Any leads yet?"

"You walked away," Chloe reminded him firmly. "I don't need your help."

"We are partners," Lucifer said. "And I'm offering you my services."

"You need a refresher on how partnership works," Chloe lectured the actual Devil, well maybe. "You left me hanging."

"Yes but now I'm here about the robbery," Lucifer replied.

"Why?"

"Because the container that was stolen was mine," Lucifer explained.

"And you didn't tell me this earlier because…"

"I didn't know," Lucifer said. "Maze handles all that."

"Do I even want to know what illegal contraband you were storing here?" Chloe asked.

"Nothing earthly I promise," Lucifer said grinning.

"Does heaven have illegal contraband?" Chloe asked in a whisper.

"Okay fine if you must know," Lucifer said, very quietly. "I kept my wings there."

"Your wings?" Chloe said, skeptically.

"Remember when I offered you more proof at the hospital I said I had my wings in a box," Lucifer reminded her. "Well they stole my box."

"Wings?" Chloe said again, still stunned that this was her life now.

"Yes, big white angel wings," Lucifer said. "Lots of feathers and very angelic."

"Angel wings," Chloe said again.

"Yes, moving on now please, Detective," Lucifer said in a hurry. "We haven't got all day and I have a lead."

Anyone got any ideas on how these next two episodes are gonna go different with Chloe knowing about the wings from the start? ^_^

I managed to get chapter 7 and part of 8 done last night so when I editor send me back chapter 4, I was like what the hell. I'm gonna update again! I really can't seem to stop writing this! I'm having so much fun!

Sneak Peek Chapter 5

Lucifer didn't know what to say to that. Instead he got into the car and let her drive him to their next stop. Between Frankie's lead and the imprint forensic found under UV light on the victim's neck, everything pointed to Los Diablos biker gang.

"Now, before we go in, promise you aren't going to do anything stupid," Chloe said.

"I can make no such promise," Lucifer said, as he moved quickly forward and entered the building. Chloe followed behind, muttering under her breath in that way that told him he'd annoyed her again.

Quickly unplugging the junkbox, Lucifer jumped up on the table to address the group.

"Pardon the intrusion you village people rejects," Lucifer said loudly to the crowd. "But one of you has stolen something that belongs to me, so please identify yourself so I can punish you accordingly."

Through no fault of his own, Lucifer now found himself surrounded by an angry mob and one very annoyed looking Detective.