This chapter & it's idea is credited to two of my readers; Whatupppp & Dragonbloodking! I'm using a bit from both of there suggestions for how I should write this chapter. You can go & check out their accounts, I bet they have amazing stories of their own.

Anyway, on with the chapter!

(Alastor's POV)

Darkness...
Where am I..?
What happened?

I try to open my eyes, but to no success. I then hear a 'Beep!' beside me & the strange softness beneath me.

I try to open my eyes once again & try to lift myself up.

(Ouch!) I think, as I felt a stabbing pain go through my left leg. It felt like a flame went straight through me!

I try one last time to open my eyes & finally, it works!

My eyes twitch a bit, before giving me a clear view of a white ceiling & a somewhat familiar smell.

I raised my eyebrow. That...isn't the color of my ceiling & it never smelled like a...

My eyes completely widen, before turning my head side to side to confirm my theory about where I am. I then groan, I'm in a freaking hospital!

I recognized the smell of a hospital anywhere! Since, me & my aunt would visit her boyfriend's grandma & some of the times that I would come for my yearly check-ups, along with the accession bruises I'd receive from a certain blonde-haired meanie!

I lifted my head just enough for a view of my feet & looked down, not surprised since I sort of felt it early, to see my left leg in a cast. I then groaned in slight pain & lay my head back down as I felt eager to scratch my leg.

(Okay, okay. Come down, Alastor Dain. Let's just analyze the situation; First, you're in a hospital. Second, you have a cast on your leg. Third, my aunt is going to kill me...) I think, before groaning once again, since I moved my leg slightly.

What the hell happened? How did this happen? The last thing I remember...

I try to think, before widening my eyes. I think I know what happened!

(End of Alastor's POV)

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Flashback~

Alastor was having her own day out, but it was more like grabbing her favorite ice cream, double-scooping strawberry ice cream & reading one of her many books; "The Fault in Our Stars". Alastor was relieved that her aunt trusted her enough to deal with taking care of herself, since her aunt was going to visit her grandparents, doing household chores & to get groceries. Alastor had already taken care of getting the groceries & since she was done early, she figured that she might as well have a nice afternoon with her book & her favorite ice cream, one that she hadn't had in a long time.

Alastor had just finished texting her aunt, saying that everything has been taken care of & that she's fine, not noticing a familiar figure in front of her.

However, just as she finished texting, Alastor noticed that the person in front of her was taking longer than usual & that the woman, which she identified by the voice, sounded that she was in a pickle. Alastor tucked her phone away, then looked up, but she had to hold back a gasp. It was the same woman from two nights ago!

Alastor was sort of stone frozen, but then her eyes dilated & scanned towards the woman's wallet, noticing the mess in it & seemingly missing a credit card; gold, obviously expensive & has lots of money on it, based on the type of material the wallet is made of. Alastor blinked, she almost forgot how observant she can be, before taking out her own money, obviously cash & walking next to the woman.

"Um, excuse me." Alastor says shyly, gaining the employee & the woman's attention, "I noticed that you've been having trouble with your, um, money..." says as she gestures to the woman, "I can pay for yours as well. I'll have a double-scoop strawberry ice cream with hers." Alastor finishes, placing $12.36 dollars for both ice creams.

The ice cream employee just stared at Alastor, before shrugging it off & took the money & handing the ice creams to Alastor & the woman. Alastor thanked the employee, before turning around. Though, before she could exit, she felt a hand grab her shoulder & turn her around, facing the mysterious woman from two nights ago.

Alastor slightly gulped, but ultimately, strangely as it is, calm down when the woman started to speak;

"Um, thanks for that." The woman said awkwardly, before continuing, "I don't believe we were properly introduced, since you know, you return the Blade to me & my sons. I'm the divi-I mean, Charlotte Richards." The woman, Charlotte Richards, stuttered as she removed her hand from Alastor's shoulder & stuck it out to Alastor.

Alastor smiled awkwardly, trying to hide the fact that she noticed the woman's near slip-up on her name, before shaking her hand shyly.

"N-Nice to meet y-you, too. I'm Alastor Dain." Alastor replied, before removing her hand.

Both just stood there, both feeling really awkward towards each other for some reason. Especially since, Charlotte Richards was looking almost directly into Alastor's eyes, like a predator observing it's prey.

Alastor tried to break the silence & did something she never thought she would do; "Well, um...w-would you like t-to join me outside. I-I'd like t-the company." Alastor stuttered, feeling really intimidated by Charlotte's intense gaze.

Charlotte had a surprised look on her face, before her face dawned into an almost...loving Abuela's gaze, one that Alastor got rarely from her own Abuela.

"I'd...love that." Charlotte said, before opening the door & gesturing Alastor outside.

And to top this weird & coincidence day, Alastor felt...almost safe around this woman. Alastor smiled & walked outside with Charlotte just behind her.

2 hours later

For only seeing Charlotte from two nights ago, she had Alastor talk more than she had to any other person, besides Neveah & Carlos. Alastor never felt so comfortable around a near-stranger, she almost didn't notice the time or the forgotten book in her book-bag.

Alastor got to know a few things about Charlotte, especially about her son, Lucifer Morningstar, which happen to be one of the men she saw those two nights ago. But...

Whenever Charlotte talked about Lucifer, Alastor kept getting that strange feeling that she got from him that night & couldn't help, but be happy whenever she heard his name, even though she only had minimum eye contact with the guy!

But, the atmosphere was suddenly interrupted from the sounds of screams &...gunshots!

Alastor turned her head & her eyes widened in horror; people screaming & running, the faint sound of someone calling 9-1-1, but that wasn't what made her eyes widen. No, it was the three bodies on the ground on the ground, finally, three men with guns & strange claw-like tattoos.

Wait...claw-like tattoos!

Alastor's eyes widened even more, she knew that tattoo!

Before, she could think & say anything more, she felt a pain flare through her leg, making her fall down & crash her head on the hard concrete.

All she saw was black when she hit the ground.

End of Flashback~

Alastor held her head as she was remembering what happened, feeling an even more headache coming to her.

"Urghhhh! I can't believe this happened! My aunt is gonna KILL ME! But, I guess it's better that it was me that was shot, instead of Charlotte-wait..." Alastor paused, before sitting straight up, not notice that she felt no more pain in her leg any more. "Where's Charlotte?!" Alastor questioned, even though no one was in the room.

But, as soon as she said those words, a nurse came in & jumped slightly from noticing that Alastor was awake.

"Oh!" The Nurse yelped in surprise, "You're awake, that's good. How are you, sweetie." The Nurse said, with her voice filled with kindness.

Alastor only shyly nodded & watched as the Nurse looked over her & her cast. But, before she could do a full inspection, another knock came through the door, pausing Alastor's & the Nurse's movements, before the Nurse rose & opened the door.

"Excuse, Detectives are here. They're here to ask miss Alastor some questions." The Doctor said to the Nurse, loud enough for Alastor to hear

Both looked at Alastor, as if waiting for her answer since it was obvious that she heard, still somewhat shocked & worried for Charlotte's whereabouts, she only nodded head.

The Doctor nodded back before looking behind him & gestured, to whoever outside, to come in. Alastor began to adjust herself as best as she can, since her leg was in a cast, as she heard the Doctor speak to the Detectives.

"Alright, she's ready to answer your questions. Just be steady with the questions, it looks like she's still in shock from the events of today." The Doctor said.

"Yes, of course." A woman's voice replied to the Doctor, before walking forward towards Alastor, "Thank you for your time Miss Alastor Dain. My name is Chloe Decker of the L.A.P.D & this is my partner, civilian consultant, Lucifer Morningstar." The woman, Chloe Decker, said.

Alastor paused her movements, that name...

Alastor raised her head & her eyes widened when she saw the Detectives partner, it was him! The man she met two nights ago & the son of Charlotte Richards!

And, it wasn't just her eyes that opened wide in shock.

Lucifer was just as shocked to not only see the 14 year-old girl from two nights ago, but who may be the child of the woman that he may have impregnated those exact years ago & that this same girl might be his own!

There was only one thought on their minds as Alastor & Lucifer saw each other once again;

(Bloody hell...) Lucifer & Alastor think at the same time.

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Lucifer
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You know that moment where you saw someone who made you feel uncomfortable or kind of uneasy, who happens to be right in front of you?

Yeah, that's how Alastor was feeling right now.

All she could do is stare uncomfortable at Lucifer, who stared back at her with intensity. The atmosphere in the hospital room was just full of tension & awkwardness. Not to mention that the detective next to him, Chloe Decker, is well aware of the awkward & tense atmosphere of the situation & tried to talk to Alastor about the accident that she experienced.

"So, um...do you think..." Chloe tried to talk to Alastor, but couldn't because of her partner's intense stare at the, clearly, social-anxiety 14 year-old girl. She barely had time to ask Alastor more questions about what happened to her & what she remembered about the shooters. Plus, she was curious about Alastor's wound. Before she first asked her questions, the doctor told Alastor that her leg was fully healed with the exception of a faint scar.

Chloe thought that was very strange that an injury to the leg, especially since the bullet went straight through, could heal in just a few hours at the hospital, she's had her fair experience with being shot. But, she really couldn't think about it, because of this damn atmosphere & Lucifer's staring at the 14 year-old girl, who looks close to fainting.

She had to stop this.

Chloe cleared her throat loudly, enough to make Lucifer snap out of his intense stared down at Alastor & turn to her. Chloe then put on a smile, more like the 'You'd better listen smile & do what I say' smile.

"Lucifer," Chloe said, the 'smile' on her face, "Why don't you go outside for a bit? I think that it would be better if you go." Chloe said, emphasis on the go part.

Lucifer looked to argue, but knew better than agreeing with the Detective, knowing who'd win in the end, & reluctantly left the room, but not without a grunt under his breath.

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(Alastor's POV)

Phew, thank god!

I know that it may sound mean or horrible for thinking about someone leaving a room, but I can't help it! He was seriously making me uncomfortable!

"Hey," I heard Miss Decker say to me.

I turned my head to look at her & saw her give me a gentle smile.

"I noticed that, um, my partner was making you uncomfortable. Do you know each other..?" Miss Chloe asks me.

I rub the back of my head, something I do when I have trouble speaking, "Well, um...I m-met him actually a f-few days ago...H-He lost his, um, item & I-I went to return it." I stuttered nervously.

Miss Decker seemed to accept my answer, which was true, & just gave me a comforting smile, like when a mother does when her child is scared or nervous about something. I...I almost forgot what a smile like that looks like...

"Okay, I just wanted to know." Miss Decker says gently, "But, is it alright that I can ask you a few more questions about what happened?" Miss Decker asked me.

I nodded my head.

Miss Decker then straightened up a bit & had a notepad out; "Okay, do you remember anything about what the shooters look like? Any distinctive features?" Miss Decker asked.

I nodded my head very quickly; "Y-Yes! I've actually seen them before in my neighborhood & by the stores when my Aunt takes me shopping. T-they had a sort of claw-like tattoos on their right arms." I stuttered a bit at the end, while gesturing to my right arm.

I watched as Miss Decker wrote down what I said in quick speed, almost like me when I have an idea & I don't want to lose it. I then saw Miss Decker look at me once more, obviously wanting to ask me more questions, before a knock at the door stopped her from asking me.

We both turned to see another cop, but he looked...almost pained. I watched as Miss Decker rose from her chair & made her way to the cop, who also made a gesture to Miss Decker to be quiet, obviously not wanting me to hear. I saw the expression on her face, clearly showing a sign of wondering why I can't hear, but went along with the other cop. But, what either didn't know was that I could hear them.

For some, ever since I was 7, I could hear anyone who'd whisper or mumble under their breaths. Even if they whisper almost as silently as the October breeze, I'd hear it.

"Listen, we just got news about the crime scene." The cop whispered, but I still heard it.

"That's good, but I just got some more. You see, Alastor just described the shooters' tattoos-" Miss Chloe was saying, but the cop cut her off.

"We already know, but...we can't file charges-" I heard him say- WAIT!

Did he just say what I THINK he just said?!

I hopped off my bed & shouted; "What do you mean, you can't file charges?!"

Both the cop & Miss Decker turned towards me, obviously shocked that I heard them, but I didn't care at the moment. I got their attention, along with forgetting my shyness for the moment, & spoke once more.

"Those men, no...those MONSTERS, hurt & killed innocent people! They should be PUNISHED!" I yelled a bit at the end, obvious anger in my voice.

I then blinked my eyes & covered my mouth in shock. What did I just say?! I mean, I know that I felt anger at those men for killing innocent people, but I've never gone that far before, ever.

I watched as Miss Decker & the cop looked at with shocked eyes.

A moment a pure, absolute, torturous silence rained over us. Before it was broken by the cop's words.

"Listen kid, I get you. Trust me, I do. But, we can't go after them. They're part of a drug gang, a dangerous drug gang," The cop says, emphasis on the dangerous, "The D.A. has been trying to get them for years, but they've always managed to get away from us. I'm sorry...there isn't much we can do." He finished saying

But, I couldn't stop at his answer. "B-But-" I tried to protest, but the cop immediately silenced me with a firm palm of his hand raised towards him, indicating me to stop. I did, with my head held down

I didn't have to look up to know that both the cop & Miss Decker left the room. I don't know how long I stood there just...looking at the ground, feeling frustrated & angry about the news I had just heard. It just wasn't fair! Those people deserve justice! If someone could just find some-

Wait...

I slowly turned my head towards the table where my clothes & book-bag resided. I then looked towards the window. I made slow steps towards the window & opened it, before looking down.

3rd floor. Not too high, not too low. No way to sustain any major injuries.

I bit my lip. I then quickly grabbed my clothes & began to remove my hospital gown, & putting on my clothes as quietly & as little noise as possible.

I know that this is the craziest idea, possibly suicidal, & impossible to achieve, but...I have to try! If no one will go after that mean drug gang, then I guess I'll have to!

"My, my, my. You are certainly off in a hurry." A voice said.

I froze as I was grabbing my book-bag. How could I have missed the sound of the door opening!

I gripped both hands on the strap of my book-bag, before ever so slowly, turned around. Only to be faced with...LUCIFER?!

I gulped as his piercing eyes were analyzing me & then towards the recently opened window behind me. He then faced me again.

I swear you could feel the awkwardness coming from both of us, mainly me, in the air. WHY?!

I was this close to say something, anything to break this silence-

"Do you really plan on going after that, awful drug gang, dear?" I heard Lucifer ask.

I blink my eyes. What...?

I guess he saw my expression & gestured towards the door; "Well I heard most of the conversation outside, including your little rage moment. And I have to agree with you, but I must ask again. Are you certain that you want to go after those men?" Lucifer asked me intensively.

Normally I would have been very embarrassed that someone heard my rage talk, but with him, he again gave me this feeling that it was okay...I guess, to say that stuff around him.

I only nodded at his question.

I wait for him to tell me, 'It's too dangerous' or 'That its a stupid decision'. Anything negative about what I'm doing.

"Well, I suppose that we should get going then." Lucifer said with a...smile?!

I watched dumbfounded as he walked towards the open window, before jumping out of it?! I raced over to the window, only to him completely fine. I tilted my head, just looking at him in confusion & weirdly...admiration. I saw him titled his head towards me & then opening his arms out wide, almost carefree like.

"Well, what are you waiting for dear! Come on, punishment awaits our criminals~" He said, almost cheerfully.

I looked at him in even more confusion, why did he sound so cheerful? I then bit my lip in hesitation, but then moving towards the edge of the window. I guess he's my best bet to catch these guys. I remember Carlos telling me & Neveah about how he's known for favors for all sorts of people alike, so I guess he might have someone who could help us.

(Let's see where this leads.) I think as I jumped down from the window.

The second I reached the ground, I felt my foot trip & I closed my eyes, waiting feel the ground, but I felt...nothing? Except for the sudden pull, along with something wrapped around my right wrist

I opened my eyes to see that I was barely near the ground anymore. I turned to see that Lucifer had a strong grip on my wrist. I quirk my eyebrow slightly, h-he...saved me..?

I then noticed that he still had his hand on my wrist & let go of it immediately, before walking forward & around the building while looking behind, looking at me. I looked at him for a moment, before catching what he wanted me to do & power-walked over to him, to catch up.

Luckily, I didn't have to go far as we came across a...a first generation 1962 Chevrolet Corvette?!

I squealed so loud that Lucifer turned to me. I realized what I just did & covered my mouth with both hands, along with my eyes looking anywhere, but him. I expected a laugh or him mocking me, but...I heard nothing.

(Weird...) I think, before daring to look at him. Only to see a smile, but not his weirdly cheerful smile, it looked more like...happy?

"I see, a fan of this type of car are you, dear." He said, while opening the passenger side door & walking over to the driver seat.

I just watched him, before nodding shyly. This...isn't the type of reaction I'd expected. I shrug it off slightly, before making hesitant steps towards the passenger side door.

I sat on the seat, before closing my door gently. I placed my seatbelt on as I heard the roaring engine of the car started, before feeling a slight tap on my shoulder. I turned my head to see Lucifer looking at me & rubbing his neck.

"You...you don't mind driving fast, dear..?" Lucifer asked...hesitantly.

I know for a fact that my eyes widened a bit at his question. I'll be honest, I never saw him, as much as I saw him two nights ago & today, as someone who asks someone something like this or hesitant to ask. And, from what I heard from Carlos, he isn't really fond of any type of kids. But, he seems rather...gently with him. I don't know why, but...that thought alone made me feel...special.

"I-I don't mind. I kind of l-like it f-fast." I say, stuttering a bit at the end, before allowing a small smile to come over my face.

I saw him smile a bit too, before facing forward & reaching the stick-shift.

(Hmmm, maybe this won't be so bad...) I think, while smiling. I'm looking forward to what happens next.

(End of Alastor's POV)

That is the end of part 1!
I hope you guys like how I made Lucifer a bit awkward towards Alastor, especially since his theory about her from the last chapter. I also hope that it wasn't a bit OC of him, because I feel like he would somewhat act like how he did here if he found out that he may have a child/spawn of his own.

I hope you guys like it & I'm planning on giving you guys part 2 around the same time as this one on Friday!
Also, sorry if this is not how you guys expected this to go, but I'll make part 2 better & hope you guys find it awesome.

Also, spoilers for a bit of what part 2 is going to have; Let's just say that there will be Alastor acting like the innocent cinnamon roll that she is & a bit more of her own detective work, Lucifer trying to make sense of her, Chloe being done with Lucifer antics...again & my personal favorite- Lucifer feeling, unconsciously, like a proud dad!