It was a little over a week after the attack that Lucifer and Chloe met with the priest. She had invited Father Kinley to a small café in downtown Los Angeles to discuss the matter of the mysterious monk. Since she and Lucifer had failed to come up with any leads on their own, she was hoping that the father could help them.

"Father Kinley!" Chloe said as she waved him over to their table. She stood up and gave him a warm hug, not noticing when he quickly inhaled her scent before ending the embrace.

"It is good to see you again, Miss Decker," Kinley said warmly. He saw her partner approaching, and it took every ounce of his will not to snarl in disgust.

"You must be Chloe's partner, Mr. Morningstar," Kinley offered a hand, curious as to how the fiend would react.

Lucifer looked at the outstretched hand with derision. "You'll forgive me if I don't shake your hand, Padre, your kind tend to rub me, and not in the fun way".

"My kind?".

"Priests, Padre, "Lucifer sneered, "those so-called men of Dad haunting the dreams of choir boys everywhere".

"Lucifer!" Chloe scolded, "I'm sorry, Father, Lucifer here came from an extremely religious family. He tends to get a little touchy about the subject".

"Think nothing of it Chloe," Kinley smiled, "after all, evil tends to hide among those that would seek to banish it".

Lucifer huffed, but the waiter came by before he could form a wittier retort. Once they got their food and drink, Chloe explained the reason for the meeting.

"A week ago, while we we're taking my daughter out for Halloween, a man came at us with a knife".

"Were you harmed, Miss Decker?" Kinley asked anxiously.

"No," Lucifer drawled, "but in my task of ensuring Chloe's safety, this malcontent was able to get away from me".

"The assailant was wearing monk robes, "Chloe added, "I remembered that you told me you were staying at a monastery here, and I thought you might recognize the design. The robe was mahogany with a forest green tie, and a small leaf on the shoulder".

"That certainly sounds like some of the robes worn by the order I'm staying at," the priest replied thoughtfully, "I'll check with the head abbot to see if any have been misplaced".

"I appreciate that," Chloe said warmly, "please contact me as soon as you have any information, Father".

"I certainly will, and please Chloe, call me William," he chuckled, "after all we're not at the Vatican anymore".

Chloe giggled, "alright, William it is".

They were interrupted by the sound of Lucifer's cell phone going off. "That's Amenadiel, if you'll excuse me Darling, be back in a tick".

"Of course, take your time," Chloe said. Kinley withheld his disgust as Lucifer gave her a quick peck on the lips before walking off.

It was now or never. "Ahem, Chloe," he said to her, "I'm afraid I'm rather inept when it comes to modern cellular devices. Would it be possible for you to program your contact information in for me?".

"Sure thing!". When Chloe turned to input her number into the cellphone, Kinley retrieved a small, ornate vial from his sleeve and dumped the entire contents into Lucifer's wine glass. He quickly returned the vial to his sleeve, just as Chloe looked up.

"Here you go, William," she said as she handed the phone back to him, "I put it under Detective Decker".

"Thank you for that, Chloe".

At that moment, Lucifer walked back to the table. "That was about Linda's baby shower, "he said sitting back down, "apparently, Amenadiel was under the impression that an actual shower was involved and couldn't figure out how we'd all fit in the stall".

Giving an eye roll at the thought of his brother's stupidity, Lucifer reached for his wine glass. He took a large gulp, only to spit it back out a few seconds later.

"Bloody Hell!" he said as he grabbed his pocket square to wipe himself off, "that has to be the worst tasting Merlot I've ever encountered!".

"Huh," Chloe said, sniffing the glass, "it doesn't smell bad?".

"Clearly, they've used a sub-par vintage, Detective," he complained, "Good thing I have proper alcohol waiting for me at Lux".

Kinley, having gone strangely quiet during the exchange, stood up from the table. "If you'll excuse me, Chloe, I have some important work to attend to at the monastery".

"Oh, alright, "Chloe told him, "thank you for coming. I look forward to hearing from you."

"Likewise," he told her, before walking away to hail a taxi.

*

On the ride back to Lux, Chloe noticed Lucifer had been rather quiet. She decided to confront him about it when they stepped off the elevator into the penthouse.

"Alright, Lucifer," Chloe said as he walked over to the bar, "what is it?".

Lucifer took a large gulp of whiskey and sat the glass down before he answered. "That priest…. there is something off about him".

"Father Kinley?" Chloe asked, "what's wrong with him?".

Lucifer gritted his teeth. "I don't like…. the way he looked at you…like he..."

"Like he what?".

"Like he wanted you!" the devil said angrily, eyes flashing red.

"Babe, calm down," Chloe said as she walked towards him, hands raised in a placating gesture, "I highly doubt a female companion is something a priest wants".

"If there's one thing I know, Detective, it's desire," he looked at her seriously, "and that man desires something rather unholy from you".

"I'm surprised you didn't use your mojo on him to know for sure," Chloe mused.

"I was afraid to find out," Lucifer admitted sheepishly, "If he'd admitted carnal fantasies about you out loud, I would have lost control, and I highly doubt dear old Dad is going to give me a pass for killing another human".

Chloe nodded in understanding and put her arms around his neck. "Well it doesn't matter if he wants that or not, because what I want is you". She rose up on her toes and gave him a gentle kiss.

When they finally broke apart, Chloe gave Lucifer a sly grin. "How about you take me to bed, and we forget all about Father Kinley?".

"You read my mind, Detective," Lucifer said as he put one arm around her waist and the other under her butt to lift her up. Chloe wrapped her legs around his torso as he carried them both upstairs to the bedroom.

*

Lucifer threw his detective onto the bed, where she landed with a thump and a giggle as he climbed over top of her. His lips found hers as hands started roaming anywhere and everywhere. Their tongues battled for dominance as Chloe undone the buttons of Lucifer's dress shirt, sliding it off his shoulders and throwing it over the side of the bed.

When they finally came up for air, Lucifer rested his forehead against hers, hand caressing the side of her face.

"I love you, Chloe," he whispered reverently.

Chloe felt her heart fill to bursting. "I love you, too," she told him, "now get naked".

He gave her a slight chuckle as he got up to undo his belt. While Lucifer was removing his dress slacks, Chloe pulled her shirt over head and crawled towards him on her hands and knees. She stopped his hands as they reached his boxers, then slid them down herself, watching as his bobbing erection sprang free. Chloe licked her lips before leaning over and taking him into her mouth. She took what she couldn't swallow into her hand and began an alternating rhythm of sucking and pumping.

Lucifer's eyes fluttered closed as he groaned in pleasure. He ran his hand down her back, popping the clasp of her bra open effortlessly. He reached down to gently palm one of her breasts in his hand. Chloe's motions became slightly erratic as he pinched her nipple.

He could feel himself getting close, so he nudged her shoulder gently, and she released him with a wet pop. He laid Chloe down on the bed and climbed up her body, lining his throbbing cock up with her wet entrance. He kissed her again as his fingers entwined with hers, and pushed in with one smooth thrust.

Chloe couldn't help but throw back her head and moan as their pace rested somewhere between sensual and vicious. Her body was as taut as a bow string, an instrument for the devil to compose his lust-filled sonata. Her vision whited out as her orgasm flared across her entire being. With a roar and an explosion of brilliant, white wings, Lucifer soon tumbled after her.

*

They were nestled together in the afterglow when Chloe's phone rang. Groaning, she disentangled herself from her comfy wing blanket, swiping to answer when she saw who was on the caller ID.

"Hey Ella, "she said yawning, "What's up?".

"Chloe," Ella started, "I wanted to let you know we compared the prints from the pieces of that bomb from lux and the handle on that shattered knife. They definitely belong to the same person".

"Any idea who they belong to?" Chloe asked as she sat up.

"Not yet, "the lab tech informed her, "I didn't get any hits on the local database, so I got to wait a few days to see if anything pops up on the international ones".

"Ok," Chloe said, "Keep me posted".

"You got it, Decker!"

Chloe hung up the phone and looked over at Lucifer, a cold sense of dread spreading through her.

"You know what this means, don't you?" she asked him.

"Indeed, Detective, it appears that someone is trying to take down the Devil".

*

Journal Entry Dated November 7th, 2018

I returned to the monastery in an absolute rage. Why didn't the holy water have any effect? I doused that wine glass with more than enough to purify any evil. This fiend just brushed it off like it was nothing. Then to add insult to injury, I had to sit there and watch as he put his hands on my beloved. CHLOE IS MINE DAMMIT! MINE!!

In my anger, I grabbed a statue of the blessed mother and threw it against the bookshelf. A tome of which I did not recognize fell into the floor. I picked it up, and as I flipped through the aging text, my heart leapt with a wild joy. If the Divine couldn't force Lucifer to return below, perhaps a warm welcome from the Infernal will. Yes, this will work out perfectly. Soon, the devil will be back in hell and my angel will finally be mine at long last.