"And that's why I called you. You two are the only ones that I know can do the job." Lucifer looked at the two people in front of him.
"I don't know why you think you can ask me for help again." Maze crossed her arms in front of her and glared at Lucifer.
"I already told you that I'm sorry, Maze. What else do you want me to do?"
"Let's see… For starters, you could fall on your knees and beg for forgiveness." She pointed at the ground in front of her.
Lucifer let out a laugh, then his voice turned dangerously low. "I think you're overestimating your position, Mazikeen."
"This is more the Lucifer I like," she replied and licked her lips. "Why don't you come at me and we fight it out?"
"Oh, believe me, you don't want to lose."
"Who said I would lose? You might have been stronger than me in the past but now you're just weak."
"Weak, huh?" Lucifer laughed. "I will show you what's weak—"
"That's enough, you two." Amenadiel stepped forward and held Lucifer back. "We didn't come here to fight."
"I'd love a fight." Maze pulled out her knives and gave Amenadiel a provocative look.
"Then I suggest you go to some shady place and beat up some thugs," Amenadiel said.
"That's boring. I want a real fight."
"You can have a real fight if you help me," Lucifer said, his voice being back to normal.
"Yeah, I saw that yesterday." Maze rolled her eyes.
"Well, you can count me in, brother," Amenadiel said. "I don't want anything to happen to Charlie again."
Lucifer looked at Amenadiel, thankful that he was on his side. The Detective was right last night, he couldn't solve all problems alone. And especially not problems to an extent that was threatening the existence of earth. He needed to get all the help he could get, even though there were not many options he had.
"Fine, but I want to kill the bastard behind this," Maze said. "After I torture them, of course."
"Deal." Lucifer would have preferred to do it himself but if that's what was needed to bring in Maze then he would gladly give it to her.
"Great." Maze smiled. "But don't think I've forgiven you. I'm still mad."
"Thanks Maze," Lucifer said, not sure what else to tell her. It would probably take a long time for Maze to stop being angry. But her helping him meant that she had at least partly forgiven him, even though she would never admit that.
"Don't forget about your promise." Maze turned around and waved her hand. "See ya."
"She really didn't take it well that you left her here without telling her," Amenadiel said. "She was furious for the first couple of months. Linda was scared to even let her in the house."
Lucifer sighed. "Believe me, if I could go back and change things I'd do it immediately."
"Did you talk to Chloe?"
"I did, yesterday after I brought her child back."
"How did it go?"
Lucifer thought about it for a moment. In the beginning, it didn't look good—the Detective got pretty angry at him. In hindsight, his explanations probably weren't the best. But he didn't know how else to handle it. Initially, he didn't want her to come too close to him and find out what he really felt.
Things changed the more they talked though. He was surprised at how open she was to hearing more about his dark side, how open to actually seeing it. And that she didn't back off when he showed her.
This had always been a fear somewhere in his mind ever since she saw his devil face for the first time and even more after he found out what she had planned to do under the influence of Father Kinley. That she wouldn't be able to fully accept it. During the final moment before he left, she said she was sorry for reacting so badly to his face before—but that didn't mean that she was completely fine with it.
And he couldn't blame her for it. Not even if she never accepted it. There was something dark and bad about his devil face, his devil eyes. They were supposed to scare people, make them go insane. That was something he couldn't change about them.
But she asked him to tell her more. She even asked him to show her more. Lucifer was impressed by her determination and how she kept going even though her eyes clearly showed how scared she was. But there was something else in her eyes too. Something warm, something that gave him hope.
"I think… it went okay."
"Okay? What does that mean? Last time I saw Chloe she didn't want to have anything to do with you anymore."
"I think we've resolved that problem."
"You think? You don't sound very confident. Is she really okay?"
"The problem is not her, brother. It's me."
"What do you mean?"
"I still don't know what to do. I know I need to stay until I figure out who's behind the demon, but then? I can't leave hell alone for long or more bad things will happen."
"You still believe in the prophecy?"
"I don't know. I really don't know."
"But you want to stay. Right?"
Lucifer looked at Amenadiel and he felt the pain in his chest, making it hard to breathe. Why did things have to be so complicated?
"I want to stay," he finally said and added, "if it's somehow possible."
"Alright, Luci." Amenadiel stepped forward and gave Lucifer a pat on the shoulder. "I'll help you whenever I can. Just give me a call."
"Thank you, Amenadiel," Lucifer said, feeling a bit better knowing that he had the support of his brother.
"Okay, time to go find out about who's messing with us here." Amenadiel turned around and started walking away. "Talk to you later."
Hours later, Lucifer was sitting in the library, with a huge pile of books on the table in front of him. He was trying to find any clues about the prophecy, but so far without any luck. It was quite a futile task because the absence of evidence meant nothing. Ironically, this was what humans called the Devil's Proof—while the existence of something could be proven by providing evidence, it could not be denied by the lack of evidence.
He threw the book he was holding on the large pile and sighed. While trying to find anything useful, he had to wade through countless books that all told horrible stories about him. Some of them were true to some extent. But many of them were complete exaggerations or made up. It was no surprise that the Detective had been wary of him after she came back from studying him in books. And Father Kinley had probably given her the most terrifying material he could find.
Lucifer closed his eyes and tried to dispel the negative thoughts. He couldn't change the books. And he couldn't change his past. The only thing he could do was to continue showing the Detective the person he was now and hope that this would be enough.
After some minutes, Lucifer decided to stop with the research. Maybe he could ask Linda for help with that. Getting help from his friends made him feel somewhat relieved. But at the same time it made him remember how dangerous the situation was if he needed the help of their supernatural powers.
Lucifer could feel the panic coming back, slowly but steadily. What if he was making a mistake? What if this was bigger than he could imagine? What if this was just another step toward hell coming to earth? The thought of putting the Detective at risk was too painful and it felt like he couldn't breathe anymore. Air. He needed to get some fresh air.
After returning the books, he left the library as fast as he could. The outside felt much better, but the panic didn't want to go away. Lucifer started walking around, without really looking at where he was going to. Streets, buildings, parks, trees, people—everything looked the same, everything seemed blurry and unreal while he passed by them. It was almost as if hell was already here.
After an hour of aimlessly walking around, Lucifer's mind began to clear up. He slowed down his pace, focusing more on his surroundings. The world around him was still the same, no signs of hell overtaking earth.
Relieved to find out that he was only imagining things, Lucifer slowed down more and finally stopped in front of a building. When he looked up he saw that he was standing in front of a church.
"Oh my," he said, "don't tell me you brought me here."
Lucifer looked up to the sky, but there was no response whatsoever.
"Of course," Lucifer said, "why would you ever talk to me. As always you're just toying with me."
Seconds went by with nothing happening.
"Can you hear me, Father? What is it that you want to tell me? Why did you bring me here?"
More seconds of silence that felt like a huge disappointment.
"And here I was almost hoping to get an answer. That your plan would actually be helpful this time and not just mess with me."
Lucifer paused for a few seconds. Normally, he would get angry now. But instead, the panic came back. It couldn't be a coincidence that he had ended up here. Was the silence supposed to mean that he was doing the wrong things?
"I could really need your help this time. So if you care at least a bit about me, then please send me a sign!"
Silence—
"Lucifer!"
Lucifer turned around in shock when he heard the familiar voice. "Ms. Lopez! What are you doing here?"
"I went to church," she replied. "What about you?"
"Well, I… was just walking around."
"Walking around? That doesn't sound like you. Hey, did you talk to Chloe?"
"I actually did."
"That's great!" Ms. Lopez smiled at him. "And?"
"We… resolved some of the issues."
"Then why do you still look so troubled?"
"It's complicated…" Lucifer mumbled. He wasn't sure how to explain it to her.
"Uh, I don't like that word," she replied. "Hey, do you wanna walk a bit in the small park behind the church?"
Lucifer nodded. The park was almost empty when they arrived and the air felt calm and refreshing.
"Does it have to do with you being away for so long?" Ms. Lopez asked.
"Yes and no… I mean, it was bad to be away for so long, but that's not the problem anymore."
"Then what is it?"
"It's about whether I can stay or not."
"Is there something you have to do somewhere else?"
"That's part of the reason. But the other part is that it might be better if we're just not together."
"But why?" Ms. Lopez made a sad face.
"Because us being together might trigger bad things to happen. Like demons coming to earth."
"Lucifer, I've gotten used to you acting all the time, but I don't think you should use it to run away from Chloe."
Of course she would bring up the acting again. Lucifer sighed. He could try to talk in metaphors, but that would probably not be helpful either. He had to find a way to make her go along with what he was saying.
"Ms. Lopez, I have an idea. How about we do a little role playing game to understand each other better?"
She snickered. "That sounds interesting. I love it!"
"Good," Lucifer said. "Let's assume I am really the devil. And you are a messenger sent by my father."
"You mean the big guy?" she asked while looking up toward the sky.
"Yes, exactly."
"Oh… got it. Sounds interesting."
"Alright. So… I—the devil—come to earth because I don't like it in hell anymore. Earth is a lot more fun. And after a while I meet a lot of people who I care about. And I don't want to go back anymore."
"Okay."
"But one day I find out that me being on earth and especially me being together with my first love—the Detective—seems to cause bad things to happen. Demons start coming to earth and it's possible that things will get even worse."
"Lucifer, it's not your fault if bad things are happening. And especially not because you're with the people you care about."
"Remember, you're a messenger of my father. So you need to tell me what he would tell me."
"This is the message, Lucifer. It's not your fault."
"But I left hell, the place where he put me into, and this is causing chaos everywhere."
"If leaving hell was really such a big problem then do you think you would be allowed to leave?"
Lucifer couldn't reply immediately. This was something he had never thought of before. God was more powerful than anyone else—if Lucifer being absent from hell was really problematic, then his father certainly had the power to bind him there. Unless…
"But what if this is exactly his plan?" he asked. "Making me enjoy my life on earth, then making me aware of what evil it will bring to earth and everyone I care about so I stay in hell forever?"
"Lucifer, you really shouldn't think so badly about your father."
"How can I not after what he did to me," Lucifer said in a bitter tone.
"No doubt, there have been a lot of bad things from both sides in the past, but also a lot of misunderstandings."
"Care to elaborate?"
"The point is that not everything you think is bad and that your father is not there to play cruel games with you."
Lucifer let out a laugh. "Very funny, Ms. Lopez. You almost got me."
"I am not Ms. Lopez." She had a weird look on her face, a look that Lucifer had never seen before on her. Something that didn't allow questioning what she said.
"Then what should I do?" he asked warily.
The look on the woman's face turned into a warm smile. "You should listen to your heart, Lucifer."
Lucifer swallowed. "Even if this means bringing evil into this world?"
"Sometimes you have to go through the darkness to find the light. To realize that not everything is evil."
"So it's not wrong?"
"Everything has a meaning in this universe," she continued. "And you have to go this path and find your meaning, Lucifer."
He sighed. The answers seemed to become more and more confusing.
"Hey, Lucifer." Ms. Lopez's voice interrupted his thoughts. "When are we starting the role play?"
Lucifer looked at Ms. Lopez and realized that whatever or whoever was talking through her was not there anymore. He sighed, feeling slightly disappointed. There were so many more questions he wanted to ask.
"I think I've actually found an answer already," he replied. "Thank you for your help, Ms. Lopez."
"Oh… I don't know what I did but that's great!" Ms. Lopez kept smiling. "Is it a positive answer?"
Lucifer smiled. "I think so… but I'll find out."
"I'm so happy for you!" Ms. Lopez came closer and gave Lucifer another unexpected hug. "I really wish you two all the best."
"Thanks," Lucifer said, feeling relieved. "See you in the office then."
"Can't wait to hear more about it." Ms. Lopez winked at Lucifer, then both parted ways.
Lucifer had already walked for a bit when Ms. Lopez suddenly yelled behind him. "Hey, Lucifer! Good luck!"
He turned around and saw her in some distance, waving at him. The setting sun behind her gave the illusion that there was a glow around her. Almost like an angel.
"Bing."
The elevator door opened and the Detective entered the penthouse. When she saw Lucifer, she ran to him and hugged him tightly.
"Thank God you're still here," she said.
"Well, I guess this time you can really thank Dad for it."
"Why did you leave so early this morning?"
"That's a long story… Shall we sit on the balcony? I've prepared something to eat and drink."
The Detective's eyes went to the balcony. She seemed hesitant about his proposal but finally nodded.
Lucifer took her hand and led her outside to the balcony, where he had prepared the table with wine and grilled cheese sandwich. It was almost dark now and some candles on the table and the lights of the city gave the balcony a charming atmosphere.
"I'm sorry, I didn't have a lot of time to prepare something fancy," Lucifer said.
"That's fine." The Detective smiled and sat down. After some initial small talk she came back to her question about this morning.
Lucifer wasn't sure where to even start. But if he was staying then he had to tell her everything so she would understand what was going on.
"I was thinking about what you told me last night," he said. "That I can't solve everything alone. So I went to see Amenadiel and Maze and asked them for help."
"I didn't know they like to get up before six in the morning," she said with a grin on her face.
"Okay, to be honest, I left early because it was too much for me," Lucifer said.
The Detective's face became serious. "You mean… with Trixie?"
"No, your child was fine." Lucifer paused, trying to find an explanation. "I mean more in general. It was pretty overwhelming. You… me… After everything that happened… And then the fear of what will happen if I stay…"
The Detective placed her hand on his. "I know that things won't magically be alright. But I'm here for you."
Lucifer smiled at her words. The Detective was a calm, rational person most of the time—something he would have found boring before meeting her, but now it gave him the stability he needed.
"By the way, where was the demon that you were looking for?"
That was a question he didn't want her to ask. He had tried to avoid this detail the night before but her asking about it now meant he had to tell her.
"The woman who was supposed to babysit the children was possessed by the demon."
"What? You told me she was only a bit unreliable. Oh wait… You just left out this important detail about her being a demon, didn't you."
"I thought it wouldn't matter since the immediate danger was over. And I didn't want to worry you."
"Lucifer, this is not how it should be." There was something in her voice but Lucifer couldn't tell if it was annoyance or disappointment. "If you want this to work between us you need to tell me these things. All of them. Don't hide them for me. I'm your partner, remember?"
"Alright," he replied. She was right, there was no point in hiding things anymore. Worst case, hiding them would bring the Detective into danger if she didn't know about them.
The Detective seemed to be fine with his answer, but the mood had turned weird and they continued eating in silence.
"Lucifer?"
"Yes?"
She looked at him as if she wasn't sure how to continue. His chest suddenly felt tight, making it difficult to breathe.
"Are you… staying now?"
He knew it. This was the topic he wanted to avoid the most but at the same time he knew that he couldn't avoid it. He stood up and went to the balcony railing, where he looked into the distance, thinking about what to say.
The Detective got up behind him as well and he could feel her getting closer. When he slowly turned around he realized that they were standing in almost the same position as when he left her to go back to hell. And she probably realized it too.
"I can't see into the future," he said, choosing his words carefully. "I don't know how things will turn out if I stay. They could go horribly wrong."
Lucifer stopped speaking, trying to think about his next words. The Detective didn't say anything either and only nodded slightly, as if to encourage him to continue.
"I can't promise you that I can stay," he finally said. "I can't promise you that everything will be fine. Being with me means living with a dark side next to you, around you. Can you do that?"
The Detective didn't reply immediately. Lucifer could see that the situation was not easy for her. And he would not have been surprised if she backed off now, if she used this last chance to get out of it.
"I've already made my decision, Lucifer." She was speaking slowly and clearly, looking right into his eyes. "I want to be with you."
Her words were overwhelming, so much that he had to put his hands on the railing behind him to support him. He never expected someone to go that far for him. He never expected someone to care that much for him.
The Detective took a step closer to him and laid her hands on his chest. "I told you that I'd be there for you. That we would find a way together. And I mean it."
He smiled, still overwhelmed by her. "You're a really strong person. That's one of the things I like about you."
She smiled back at him and Lucifer couldn't stop thinking how beautiful, how amazing she was. The Detective… no… Chloe. The woman who gave him everything he needed. The woman who gave him what he was missing in his life, who filled the emptiness in his soul, making him complete.
He took his hands off the railing and put them around Chloe's shoulders. "Chloe. I can't promise you that things will be alright. But I can promise you that I won't leave without talking to you again. And that I will do my best to protect you. That I will do my best to find a solution to make this work."
Chloe nodded without saying anything. They were looking at each other in anticipation but neither of them took a step further. The air felt incredibly heavy around Lucifer, weighing down on him, making it hard to do anything.
"You want a drink?" he asked, trying to lighten up the mood.
"Yes, please."
They separated awkwardly and Lucifer went inside the penthouse. He took one of the best whiskeys he had from his bar and poured it into two glasses. When he turned around, Chloe was standing behind him.
"Here's your drink." He pressed the glass in her hands, then took his own and emptied it in one go.
"Thanks." Chloe only sipped it.
The silence grew uncomfortable but Lucifer wasn't sure what to do except for drinking more. There were too many things on his mind and he didn't know where to even start sorting through them.
"Hey," Chloe suddenly said. "Can you play something for me on the piano?"
"Sure." Lucifer was glad for the distraction. He put away his glass and sat down at the piano. Chloe followed him and sat down on the bench right next to him, like she did a few times in the past.
Feeling nervous from Chloe's presence next to him, Lucifer started playing. But it went better than he expected and after some time he could feel the relaxing effect of the music.
"I really like it when you play for me." Chloe smiled at him.
"Well, if you want, I can do it more often for you."
"Sounds great," she replied. "Then I guess that means I will come here more often."
"My door is always open for you, Chloe."
"Mmm good." She moved closer to him and started touching him softly with her hand, moving from his chest upward to his neck and face. Her lips were incredibly close to his already and he could see in her eyes that she wanted him to respond to them.
Lucifer leaned in and his lips met hers. They were warm and soft—and they were longing for him as much as he was for her. His mind went blank for a second and he had to make some conscious effort to stay focused.
Kissing Chloe was something else. He didn't know how many thousands of people he kissed before, but it was never like it was with her. It wasn't even the technique or anything else he could put in words. But something was there, something that made it so very special that he could forget the world around him in an instant.
During the kiss, Lucifer noticed Chloe moving her hands and doing something on the vest he was wearing. He broke the kiss and his eyes went to the gap between them. Chloe was already done unbuttoning the vest and tried to take it off him. When Lucifer saw this, his nervousness came back immediately, making him move back unintentionally.
"Is something wrong? Do you not want me to do this?" Chloe's eyes looked shocked as if she had made a terrible mistake.
Lucifer tried to breathe. He wasn't even sure why he reacted like this. Ever since he met Chloe he was drawn to her. He had made countless sexual advances toward her, though admittedly, while their relationship progressed they had become less and less. Not because he wasn't interested in her anymore—that was definitely not the case—but because he realized that there was more between them than just jumping each other's bones.
He should be happy about this situation. And he actually was happy. He wanted Chloe like he never wanted anyone else before. But something was holding him back, some voice in his head, screaming at him.
"Do you want to do this?" he asked.
"What do you mean? Of course I want to do this, otherwise I wouldn't have started it."
The voice in his head kept screaming. This had to be something he was imagining. He closed his eyes and tried to escape from the screaming.
"Lucifer, are you okay?" Chloe's voice sounded worried now.
He opened his eyes. Chloe was still sitting next to him.
"I… don't know what's wrong," he said. "Maybe I'm scared that this is not real, and that I will wake up and find myself still being in hell."
"This is not hell," Chloe said softly and touched his hands with hers. "And I'm really here with you. I'm not gonna disappear."
The screaming started to fade away and Lucifer found it easier to breathe again. Chloe's hand on his and her smile had a soothing effect on him. She could always calm him down, one of the many things he liked about her.
"Right," he said and turned to face the piano. There were still many thoughts on his mind, burning questions and annoying insecurities. He hated how he was not in control over his feelings.
"Do you want me to leave for today?" Chloe asked next to him.
"No." His answer came immediately and was louder than he expected. He didn't want her to leave. He needed her by his side. She made him feel better, made him feel like the entire situation would be fine.
"Please stay, Chloe," he said in a softer voice. "I need you."
"Okay." Chloe stayed sitting and looked at him, smiling. Then her smile turned into a wide grin and she said, imitating his British accent, "See? You need me."
Lucifer let out a small laugh. "I remember saying something like this."
"Yes. Cause I'm the one."
"... on the list." Lucifer laughed. "I'm impressed you remembered what I said back then."
"Sometimes you're saying some pretty dumb stuff that's hard to forget." Chloe's grin got wider.
"Dumb stuff? Does someone forget who she's talking to?" he said in a playfully dangerous voice.
"Let's see, a man-child who likes to make stupid sex jokes and does the weirdest things all the time?"
"Ha!"
Lucifer could breathe again. Chloe's teasing words had exactly the right effect on him. They were freeing him from his negative thoughts, making him remember the good times he had with her in the past.
"You know I'm only kidding, right?" she asked. "I'm talking to the most wonderful man I've ever met. Who's funny and charming and who makes me feel good. Who might be a little weird sometimes, but that's just part of what I love about him."
Lucifer's heart warmed up hearing the sudden praise from her. She had told him countless times in the past how annoying he was. But they had come a long way and the annoyance had turned into something else. She accepted him for who he was, be it the devil part, or the many little quirks he had.
He smiled and he could feel his heart longing for her even more now. This had to be real. There was no way this could be a trick from hell. She was right there, and she was gorgeous in all aspects, making him feel so wanted, so loved.
And he couldn't give up this feeling anymore, not after he had found it. He wanted to be with her, he wanted to feel her love, knowing she would be there for him.
"So, Detective." Lucifer leaned closer to Chloe, their faces only a bit apart. "What happened to your vow from back then?"
"What vow?"
"You know, that you would never ever sleep with me. Unless hell freezes over."
Chloe smiled. "Well, I think it's about time that place freezes over, might also solve our problem of escaping demons?"
"That's definitely worth a try." A devilish grin appeared on his face before he finally closed the distance between their lips. All the shyness from their first kisses was gone. He couldn't hold himself back anymore, and neither could she.
When Chloe was breathless, he kissed the corner of her mouth, then he went down her jawline and neck, placing kisses on every inch of her skin. It was so soft and her scent so intoxicating—a scent he had missed it so much, that made him feel home.
With skillful fingers he opened her blouse and bra and they fell to the ground effortlessly. The sight in front of Lucifer was gorgeous, so much that he was stunned by it for a moment. Then he got up from the bench, lifted Chloe up in one swift movement, and placed her on the piano in front of him.
"Wow, what was that?" Chloe looked confused.
"I'm sorry, I think I was too fast for human perception. But you don't have to worry."
Lucifer usually didn't have problems with controlling his angelic powers but Chloe's presence had all kinds of effects on him. He couldn't remember when he felt the kind of excitement he was feeling right now, something that was driving him almost crazy, but in a positive sense.
Chloe smiled at him from her elevated position, encouraging him to go on. He continued where he left off from her neck, kissing down further, gently caressing her breasts with his mouth and hands, taking his sweet time to explore those parts of her that were forbidden for him before.
He had seen her naked already—in the Hot Tub High School movie and once in her apartment—but being close to her, being able to actually touch her, this was completely different. He had fantasized about it many times, so much that doing it in reality now was almost overwhelming.
His mouth was still busy on the upper parts of her body when he opened her pants and slid his hand into her panties. When he touched her she let out a moan, so loud in the otherwise quiet penthouse.
"Lucifer…"
"Yes, darling?"
"Mmmng," was all she could reply.
Lucifer moved his fingers slowly in circles and her reaction to him was so enticing that it was getting hard for him to stay focused. Without stopping his finger movements he came close to her face and whispered in her ear, "Shall we relocate? This is not the most comfortable place."
"Mmm yes," she replied.
He slowly removed his hand from her panties. "I definitely need more of this."
Chloe blushed hearing his words and it was so adorable that Lucifer felt a strong warm wave going through his body. This was better than anything he could have ever dreamed of.
Lucifer picked her up from the piano and started carrying her to his bedroom. She felt feather-light in his arms, thanks to his angelic powers. Her arms were wrapped around his neck and her eyes were on him, so affectionate and at the same time filled with a hunger for more.
He carefully lowered her on his bed and she immediately pulled him in for another kiss. Lucifer's mind went into an ecstatic state somewhere between thinking how amazing she tasted, how soft her lips felt like, and not being able to think at all anymore.
"Chloe…" He raised his head and looked at the beautiful woman under him. The bedroom was only dimly lit but he could see her perfectly well with his eyes. The curves of her body, her hair spread out in a wild mess around her face, and her eyes that were directed at him and only him.
"Tell me, Chloe," he said, "what is it that you truly desire?"
"You know that doesn't work on me, right?" she teased him with a smile.
"Oh darling, believe me, I have other ways to make you talk." He grinned while tracing his fingers along her body from her neck going downwards.
She laughed and it was the most beautiful laugh he had ever seen. It was so enchanting that Lucifer almost forgot what he was doing.
Then she became serious again. She reached out her hands and cupped Lucifer's face in her palms. Her eyes were looking straight into his eyes, filled with desire.
"I want to be yours."
The words set Lucifer on fire like nothing else before. Countless eons with countless encounters had shaped him, gave him the experience of pleasure but it was never like this before. This one was special and he was about to drown in pure ecstasy, ready to give her everything he had in return.
He smiled. "If that's what you wish, my love."
When Lucifer woke up in the morning it was still slightly dark outside. He could feel the warmth of a body pressed to his back and an arm wrapped around him. Memories of the night before came back to him, only partially clear and the rest lost between a deep yearning, satisfaction, and pure bliss. This was still real, right? He hesitated for a moment, savoring the feeling of closeness for a bit longer, before he finally turned around.
"Chloe…"
"Good morning." She smiled at him.
"You're still here."
"Of course I am. I told you I wouldn't disappear." She leaned to him and kissed him.
Lucifer didn't remember the last time he felt this lighthearted and happy. Waking up and seeing Chloe's face the first thing in the morning was one of the best feelings, something he wanted to have every morning if possible.
And the relieving part was that the world didn't get destroyed the moment they finally had their moment together. Maybe what Ms. Lopez told him was really true.
"What are you thinking about, Lucifer?" Chloe asked while drawing lines on his arm with her fingers.
"I had a very interesting encounter yesterday," he said. No more hiding things from her.
"With who?"
"I'm not sure… but they might have been a messenger from Dad."
"How's that possible?"
Lucifer told her how he ended up in front of the church and how it seemed like someone was talking to him through Ms. Lopez.
"This sounds crazy but I'm so used to crazy now that I think nothing can surprise me anymore." Chloe shook her head. "But isn't this good? It means that things will turn out fine."
"I'm not so sure about that yet," he said with caution. "Even if this was indeed a messenger from Dad, I don't know if I can trust them. Besides the fact that the message was confusing anyway. It could again be a way to manipulate me."
"How would it manipulate you?"
"Making me believe that everything is fine, just to show me that what I'm doing is wrong and that the only place where I should be is in hell, suffering there for all eternity."
Chloe gave him a warm look. "I know you have a lot of issues with your father. And I'm not someone who will press you to resolve them. But—" She made a meaningful pause. "Whatever will happen with you and him, I will be on your side."
"Thank you, Chloe." The words warmed up Lucifer's heart. Chloe always managed to say the right things, to give him hope and strength.
"Hey, I have an idea," Chloe suddenly said. "Let's make this our own case that we're investigating."
"Our own case?" He raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah." Chloe nodded. "Look, we have everything we need for it. A demon who came to earth but we don't know how yet. Someone who's responsible for it and now probably waiting in the shadows to do more. A prophecy to unravel. A father far away, refusing to speak to his son directly. So many mysteries to resolve!"
Lucifer laughed. "I see, Detective. Then I will gladly put my case into your capable hands."
"Not just my hands. We're in this together, partner."
Lucifer looked into Chloe's shining eyes and smiled. He knew that things wouldn't be easy. They would be dangerous and maybe even painful. The fear inside him wasn't gone completely. But he was not alone anymore. He felt like he could do everything when he was with Chloe.
A/N: First of all, I want to thank all my readers for reading my story, especially if you managed to make it until the end! Also a big thanks to everyone who left reviews on the chapters, it was always nice and encouraging to read all of your reviews :)
With this chapter the story comes to an end. There are still a lot of open questions, but they were not really planned to be part of the story. The main point of the story was seeing how Lucifer and Chloe find together after the season 4 finale, and this is done now (though I'm sure I could write a lot more after this - I'm thinking about maybe writing a sequel but I'm not sure yet).
This last chapter is much longer than originally planned but I'm so happy about how it turned out! Overall it was a lot of fun writing this story and I learned a lot along the way. I plan to write more stories in the future - see you then! ❤