*WARNING* Contains Season Five Spoilers! Since in Season Five we learn about Lilith and Maze and parenthood in general (Lilith and Linda) I felt like writing a two part one-shot where Maze unexpectedly disappears and reappears only to give birth in Amenadiel's and Linda's house. I kinda wanted to explore the idea of her as a mom. So here we go! This is part one! -Jen

Part One

After the incident with Lilith, or "Lily Rose" as she so called herself, Mazikeen had seemingly dropped off the face of the planet. When phone call after phone call led to no leads, Linda had suggested hiring a private investigator-to which Ella raised that they instead seek the help from another bounty hunter. Of course, deep down, all of them knew that if the demon didn't want to be found, it would be impossible to locate her.

It had hit Trixie the hardest, trying to explain to the twelve year old that Maze wasn't coming back. Sure Lucifer had taken a vacation or two, but each time he had returned. That had given the girl hope. The hope that perhaps her dear friend would reappear too. And so she waited. And waited. And waited. It was seeing her daughter like this that infuriated Chloe. Made her angry at the demon for hurting her daughter. Furious that she had the indecency to leave without so much as an explanation. But mostly she ached for the loss of her dear friend.

Christmas Eve that year was surprisingly cool in Los Angeles, one that hit the record books. Linda had suggested to Amenadiel that they take Charlie for his first photo with Santa. Of course the angel didn't see much of a point, but his girlfriend was quite into the spirit of the holidays. So after standing in a line for hours only to have their son immediately start wailing the moment he was placed on Old Saint Nick's lap, the family returned home. The moment the therapist stepped out of the car, she realized something was amiss.

"Amenadiel," Linda whispered. "The door."

It looked like someone had taken a blunt object and battered the knob until pulverized. The angel stiffened as Linda moved to where Charlie sat in the car. Before she could even open her mouth, the man made his way cautiously towards the entrance. He didn't grab any sort of protection. He didn't need it. But as he nudged the door open, his eyes flickered down to something wet on the floor. Dark. The fluid trailed in drips towards the living room and as Amenadiel flipped on the lights, what he saw next shocked him.

"Maze?!"

The demon laid curled up in a tight ball on the couch, strands of her dark hair stuck to her face. She was pale, trembling as a suppressed moan escaped from her bleeding lips from where she had been biting them so hard to keep from screaming. Amenadiel glanced over his shoulder, concern and confusion muddled in his brain.

"Linda, it's Maze!" And he was surprised how fast she made it to his side with Charlie. "Mazikeen, are you-"

"Shut up!" The demon hissed, tucking her chin against her chest. "Don't...I can't talk…"

"Amenadiel, take the baby." Linda instructed quickly, handing their son over before moving to the woman's side. When she was close enough to get a good look at her, the therapist's breath hitched in her throat. "Oh, Maze…"

The demon hugged her swollen stomach as she met her friend with dark eyes. Maze's usually stoicism was replaced by fear and stress as she struggled to fight her next contraction. Pregnant. Mazikeen Smith, the Devil's right hand demon, was in labor. About to become a mother. And on Christmas at that.

"We need to call the paramedics." Linda said as she reached forward to touch Maze. "You need to go to the hospital. You…"

"No!" She said through gritted teeth. "No hospitals and I am sure as Hell not giving birth on Christmas! I can hold...I can hold it...DAMMIT!"

Maze groaned in agony and curled into a tighter ball-as best as one could given her current condition. Linda looked helplessly to Amenadiel who shrugged back in response. Charlie whined in his father's arms, clearly tired by the day's events and the sounds from his aunt were not helping.

"I'll put him down and call Chloe." He stated as Maze muttered something in protest. "Maybe she can talk some sense into her."

"Okay." Linda nodded before turning back her attention to the demon. "Maze, do you think you can walk? If you aren't going to let us phone the hospital, at least you can be more comfortable. You can lay down in our bed. If you can't walk, Amenadiel can pick-"

"I can walk!" The other woman replied sharply. "I don't want him touching me."

The therapist nodded and held her hand out. Slowly, Maze managed to stand up allowing Linda to see the extent of things. Amniotic fluid and blood stained the inner thighs of the demon's pants and soaked through the fabric of their new couch. She tried not to think about how much it would cost to replace that. But right now, all that mattered was taking care of her friend. So many questions. Many, she knew, would have to wait.

"Chloe's on her way." Amenadiel said as he strode out to meet them halfway. "Lucifer and Dan are coming too." The angel saw the look of dest in the demon's eyes. "I'm sorry, they happened to be over at the house too. Apparently they were all at Penelope's decorating a Christmas tree with Trixie and...well, I told them no ambulances!"

"Wonderful." Maze panted, rolling her eyes as she leaned against Linda. "Let's invite Ella while we're at it" The expression on the man's face said it all. "You TOLD Ella too?!"

"If you would've gone to the hospital to begin with, we wouldn't have to deal with any of this!" He countered, glancing at Linda for support. "Mazikeen, how did this even happen? Where were…"

"All that's important now is that we get Maze comfortable." Linda cut in, staring hard at her partner. "Let's get you to the bed. Amenadiel, grab some towels from the bathroom. And a bowl of water and a washcloth." She tried to remember everything she'd seen on Call The Midwife. "Yeah, let's start with that…"

It was times like this Linda regretted having white bedsheets. Not that she ever had someone giving birth on them, but Charlie ruined a set once when he puked up his peas and carrot dinner. Maze didn't look at her as she climbed onto the mattress, though her body seemed to untense once she settled down.

"How long have you been having contractions?" The therapist asked gently. "Do you know how much time is between them?"

"Several hours." The demon mumbled into the pillow. "It wasn't so bad until I got here and…" She swallowed and motioned to her legs. "That happened...maybe five or six minutes. It's hard to keep track with the pain and all." Maze smiled weakly and laughed. "I used to find agony pleasurable...now look at me."

"You're having a baby, Maze." Linda stated, moving the hair out of the other woman's face. "It's okay to let it out."

Her smile faded. "Not when it's me."

There was the sound of footsteps and a breathless Chloe, a rather alarmed Lucifer, and an uncomfortable Dan entered the bedroom. Ella, not surprisingly, followed suit. Maze groaned and muttered something in Lilim as she buried her face into a pillow. Linda offered them an awkward smile as they filed in closer.

"Well I can tell you one thing." Lucifer inhaled, glancing at the others. "This hasn't happened before!"

"Lucifer, you're not helping." Chloe frowned at her partner. "Maze…" She slid next to Linda on the bed. "If you don't want to talk about what happened right now, that's fine. But you need to go to the hospital. It's not safe for you or the baby."

"Linda's a doctor." Maze replied. "She can deliver it."

"Again," the therapist sighed. "I'm not that kind of doctor."

As the demon opened her mouth to reply, another contraction hit causing her to let out a soft yelp. Her eyes squeezed shut and her fingers twisted so tightly in the sheets that they ripped. Chloe and Linda looked at each other silently as if to acknowledge knowing what their friend was going through.

"Has anyone considered checking her dilation?" Ella said hesitantly. "We should do that right?"

"That would mean one of us convincing her to remove her pants…" Dan said quietly.

Maze's eyes shot open. "One, stop talking like I'm not here and two, I am NOT getting undressed. I am NOT having this thing on Christmas! I'm a demon! I'm not giving birth to my spawn on Heaven's holiest day!"

"That would be rather ironic…" Lucifer replied, receiving an elbow to the rib by the detective. "I mean, what I meant to say was...December 24th or 25th is a lovely date! That would make it a Capricorn, there are a lot of signs compatible with that!"

"You're into Zodiac Signs too?!" Ella chirped. "Dude, I'm a Saggitarius! What are you?!"

"Can we maybe focus on Maze right now?" Chloe asked curtly. "Maze, you are going to have to take your pants off."

"No." The demon said firmly. "And if you try, I'll stab you." It was an empty threat seeing as she had no weapon or the strength. "They stay on, offspring stays in."

"I'm not afraid of you." The detective exhaled. "You might not want to, but they are coming off. The question is, are you going to do it willingly or am I going to have to use a pair of scissors?"

Mazikeen was silent for a second before letting out a defeated sigh. "Fine." She gave in. "But everyone but you and Linda out." There was a pause. "And Ella can stay too. But everyone else needs to get the hell out!"

Chloe gave a nod and ushered the three men out. When she turned around, Maze was already propped up on the pillows. It was so strange seeing her like this. So vulnerable. With Linda's help, she managed to shimmy out of her pants leaving herself completely exposed. The demon stared down almost as if she felt ashamed.

"I don't want to do this…" She muttered, taking a towel to drape over her lower half.

"I know." The detective agreed, resting a hand on her friend's knee. "But you have us. Maze...if you aren't going to go to the hospital, you have to listen to us. And if it gets bad enough, we are calling the paramedics. I want to be clear." When the demon nodded, she pressed her lips together. "Ella, google how to check for dilation."

"But you and Linda had babies." Maze commented. "Shouldn't you know?"

"I'm not risking injuring my friend by guessing how to do it." Chloe replied with a half smile. "If I have to give up my detective role and play doula, I need to know what I'm getting into."

The demon exhaled in frustration but nodded, her eyes flickering up to the ceiling as she leaned back on the pillows. The detective watched her friendly closely, the idea of Maze being here still surreal in her mind. The fact that she was in the throws of labor didn't help much either. But she was here. Right in front of her. And clearly not going anywhere any time soon.

"The internet says two insert two fingers inside the vagina and locate the cervix and measure it that way…" Ella said slowly, studying the article on her phone. "You need to be up to ten centimeters and the best way you can tell that is if you feel the baby's head starting to crown."

"Give me back my pants!" Maze snapped, trying to reach for her stained clothing. "No one is sticking their fingers up inside of me to check anything for any reason!"

Her voice wavered as she spoke and the usually frightening demon seemed very small. She looked to the other three women almost pleadingly, arms wrapped around her swollen abdomen. How had she gotten to this point in the first place? Linda exhaled and glanced over her shoulder towards the bathroom. If they were going to do this, they needed to work together.

"I'll go wash my hands." The therapist said to the others, much to Maze's dismay. "My nails are the shortest."

Maze made a move as if she was about to beam a pillow at the other woman when another contraction hit. This one more powerful than the one before. She clenched her jaw, toes curling as she tried to fight the pain. It lasted several seconds before her muscles relaxed and the demon could breathe again.

"I should've never come here…" She muttered under her breath. "I should've stayed away, this was a mistake."

"No, it's not a mistake." Chloe reassured her, rubbing Maze's arm. "We're all so happy to have you back. After all this time...it's really good to see you. Even if this was not how a reunion was supposed to go." She smiled as Linda returned from the bathroom. "We've got your back."

Maze merely looked away from her friend and stared up at the ceiling once more. She said nothing as Linda leaned in close and Chloe held one of her legs into the air. When the therapist's fingers entered her, she only sucked in a quiet, but sharp breath. It didn't hurt, but it was far from comfortable.

"Six, maybe seven centimeters." Linda concluded withdrawing her fingers. "You're well on your way."

"That's exactly the opposite of what I want!" Maze said, yanking a towel over her. "I told you, I'm not having this thing any earlier than December 26th. I can fight the pain!" She insisted, looking almosted panicked. "I can wait. It can wait. Just over twenty four plus hours to go. I can hold it in."

"It doesn't work like that." Linda said quietly, taking a seat back on the bed. "When your baby and body are ready, it doesn't matter if you are. You can't physically fight back."

"I'm Mazikeen, the strongest demon in Hell, Lucifer's right hand, if anything is impossible it's not for me!" She growled, sweat trickling down her forehead. "I will wait."

With that, turned away from the other and left them in a cold silence. Several minutes later, the men ventured back in-Dan averting his eyes, which nearly caused him to walk into the wall. The grimace on Lucifer's face said it all. He clearly cared deeply for his demon, but had absolutely no clue what to say or do. Maze didn't object to their presence, only suffered in silence.

"Charlie's been fast asleep." Amenadiel stated, attempting to begin some sort of conversation."He's hugging that giraffe thing you gave him, Dan. It's one of his favorite toys."

"Yeah…" The other man replied, still unable to look in Maze's direction. "It was one of Trixie's favorites as a baby."

"Maybe we can get one for your baby, Maze." The angel suggested cheerfully. "For Chris-"

"If you finish that sentence, I will find a way to kill you." The demon hissed. "If I'm forced to do what I'm doing, the "C" word is banned from any conversation, got it?!" And everyone nodded. "Good."

As time passed and Maze's contractions grew closer together, concern about the demon's condition arose with it. Lucifer had taken to aimlessly pacing back and forth in front of the bedroom window while Ella flipped through channels hoping to find something unrelated to the holidays. When midnight was minutes away, it became clear that the demon was going to deliver on Christmas Day.

"No…" She almost sounded delirious as Chloe and Linda propped her back against the pillows. "I told you that…" Maze was silenced by a violent contraction, one that nearly made her physically sick. "Not now…"

"Yes now!" Chloe said, beginning to lose her patience. She feared for her friend and Maze acting like this was not helping the situation. "Either you listen to your body, Maze, or I'm calling 911. We had a deal."

"Not on Christmas." And it almost sounded like a whine the way she said it. "It's not sharing a birthday with Him."

"If it makes you feel any better, we didn't throw big parties in the Silver City for him." Amenadiel added. "If that helps…"

"It does not." Maze hissed, glowering at the angel. "I'm…"

She tensed up again, but the expression on her face, the look of agonizing pain, had Chloe quickly check under the towel. The detective's face went white as she glanced back up. Her eyes met Maze's and she knew the demon realized exactly what she did.

"You're crowning." Chloe tried to keep her voice leveled as she spoke. "Maze, this baby's coming now whether you like it or not." She stopped the demon before she could close her legs. "You need to start pushing."

"I can't watch this." Dan said quickly. "I'm sorry, but I can't…"

Lucifer and Amenadiel looked at each other before following suit leaving just the women in the room once more. Maze's chest rose and fell unevenly as Linda wiped away at the sweat on her brow. She was trembling, eyes wide.

"No, I'm not ready…" But a second contraction hit that had her cry out. "Stop! Just stop!" Chloe grabbed her hand and though she tried to yank it back, the detective held on strong. "I'm not ready to become a mom."

"It's okay to be afraid, Mazikeen…" Linda smiled softly. "I certainly wasn't ready, especially the first time…" She didn't meet Chloe's look of confusion. "Or the second. And I doubt Chloe felt the same with Trixie either."

Maze swallowed hard. "I won't be a good mother." She said quietly. "I didn't have a mother to learn from so how am I supposed to go into this without any sort of instinct?!"

"You'd be surprised." Chloe said squeezing your hand. "Now I don't give a damn that it's almost Christmas, the Maze I know wouldn't give a second thought about that. The Maze I know would kick ass and give birth on her friend's bed without any drugs whatsoever." She smirked a little and added. "Plus, Amenadiel isn't going to look at this bed the same again."

"We're getting a new one." Linda shot back, but the corners of her mouth twitched upwards. "Let's have a baby, Maze."

Chloe quickly learned that holding Maze's hand while she pushed wasn't the best idea. She could feel the bones in her digits popping as the demon squeezed the life out of them. Thankfully, she thought at the very most she'd be left with bruises.

"...Nine...Ten…Good job, Maze. Big breath and…"

Ella wished Google translate had an option for translating Lilim into English because she was quite curious as to what Maze was yelling. It didn't sound very pleasant whatever it was. Still, she stood back and offered an occasional word of support not wanting to be in the way of the demon's wrath.

"The head's almost out, you're doing great, Maze!" Linda smiled, squeezing her friend's ankle. "Just a few more pushes!"

"Forget what I said!" Maze growled as she tucked her chin into her chest. "Get this thing out of me NOW!"

And just as the pain and fire within her grew nearly unbearable, she felt something small slip out of her. Falling back against the pillows, Maze watched as Linda lifted up a wriggling little being who immediately let out a wail louder than a tornado siren. The therapist laughed as she held the healthy baby in her arms.

"It's a girl!" She exclaimed, grinning ear to ear. "And I may not know much about demon babies, but she sounds quite healthy at that." Out of the corner of her eye, she could see the time on Ella's phone-12:00 A.M on December 25, Christmas Day.

Maze said nothing as the cord was cut and the infant swaddled in a blanket. When the therapist approached her side, holding her daughter out in earnest towards the demon, she looked away.

"I don't want it."

So many unanswered questions. And what will happen to the baby-will Maze step up? Part Two, the final part to this "one shot" will answer it all! Feedback is greatly loved and appreciated! I'd love to hear your thoughts! -Jen