Chapter 14

Chloe's Pov

There was so much light blurring through my eyes when I tried to open them. My eyelashes didn't seem to help unfortunately to stoppi the bright light from blinding me. I tried to move my head around so I won't be facing the bright light, but it only aches the spine in my neck. Fortunately, the light was starting to get lower so I could open my eyes a bit more. Soon, my version began to be clearer, still blurry but after scanning around I realised that I was in a bright, silent hospital room. By the corner of my eye, I spotted something else in my blurry version, like a human figure sitting by the side of the room. I blinked a few times before my version became completely clear.

"Dan?" my sure voice mumbled quietly, but Dan managed to hear me.

"Hey…" Dan jumped off from his chair and walked to my side of my bed, he gently held my hand, "How are you doing?"

I happily smiled, "I good. Trixie?"

"She's good. Back home. She can't wait to see you" Dan explained, the mention of my daughter's name and knowing that she's okay made me grew a wide, happy smile.

"Hey, how long have I been out?" I asked which made Dan loss his smile slightly.

"Nearly three mouths" Dan answered, and it made me widen my eyes and loss my whole smile, "I know. You were unconscious for a long time."

"From the stab wound?" I wondered, my memories were to starting to come back to me all at once like watching five films at the same time. I remember the gunfires from Pierce's men, Lucifer's wings and his Devil face. The last thing I remember was Father Kinley stabbing a knife in my belly. Then everything went blurry and cold, as though my life was suddenly swept away from me, I thought I was dreaming at the time because at one time I felt like I was falling from something. There loud cries echoing in my mind screaming "Detective! Grab my hand!" those cries sound like Lucifer. I couldn't remember when Lucifer was screaming like that, which panics me about what else has happened that I can't remember.

However, Dan held a puzzled look and asked, "What stab wound?"

My eyes narrowed in confession, as I darted my eyes passed down my body and my hand softly press on the side of my belly. Even though my fingers touch the surface of my pale, blue hospital clothing, but I couldn't managed to find wound mark on my skin. I gasped at the wound's disappearance, until Dan added, "But, the wound in your shoulder is still healing."

I remembered the shot wound in my right shoulder from Pierce, I remembered Pierce's death, it was right after I heard a shout, "I'm a Devil of my word!" It brought my attention at that time, I remembered getting up and walking around the top floor, while hearing Lucifer enjoyably speaks about Pierce going to Hell and being tortured for all eternity. It draw my mind back to Lucifer, I gaze up at Dan and wondered, "Hey, what happened to Lucifer?"

"He's in the other room" Dan answered, "He's been sleeping unconsciously, same time as you. Something about his back, but he's healing"

I wondered why Lucifer would be in the hospital as me if he is immortal. Then I remember, he's only vulnerable when I am close to him. I shut my eyes and sign, feeling bad that Lucifer is in the hospital unconscious for these short mouths because I was staying the room next to him.

"I'll go and eat you something to eat" Dan suggested, he left the room after we smiled at each other.

I rested my eyes for a few minutes, I wanted to sleep again in peace. But, my mind was draw back to Lucifer, I thought of the future; what would I do when I see him? What should I say? I mean, sometimes when I closed my eyes, I could still see that monstrous face of his, but then I remember his wings. They were huge, and white, and beautiful. That is why I was not fully afraid of Lucifer, when I saw his Devil face, because Lucifer saved me from the gunfires, he fought for me. His face may look monstrous, but somehow I knew he was still Lucifer, the same partner I worked with for years.

The sound of the quiet, cracking door waken my eyes wide open, expected to see Dan coming in, but it was Amenadiel who entered in the room. I grin shortly, "Amenadiel, hey, how are you?"

"Should I be the one to ask that question?" Amenadiel sat himself down on the same chair Dan was sitting before. He held a welcoming grin, "How are you?"

"I good. Thank you" I answered shortly.

"And, how are you holding up? With everything? And, Lucifer?" Amenadiel questioned.

I went silent for a moment before I answered slowly, "Truth be told. I'm… not sure how I should be handling it. That you are…"

"An angel" Amenadiel ended my sentence, "I know it's a lot of process, Chloe. No one will judge you for anything that has happened."

"Thanks, Amenadiel. But, I've said somethings to Lucifer… that he wouldn't forgive me for" I mentioned, I remembered when I argued with Lucifer when I met him at the beach after I escaped from those crazy priests. I was very afraid of him at that time, I only saw him as the monster form those biblical paintings, I screamed at him to leave me and how he should go back to hell. I wanted time for myself, away from Lucifer, away from all of this. All I wanted to live my normal life again, with Trixie, with my job. Now, I don't know what to think or say.

"Chloe, this is not your fault" Amenadiel leaned in and gently grabbed my hand, "You were forced into this. Lucifer understands that. And, Lucifer has done some worst things than this, believe me."

"Amenadiel. Is Lucifer… I mean was Lucifer ever… evil?" I had to ask, I wanted to know what's real and what's not.

"Lucifer was… lost, troubled. Like I said before, we had a difficult childhood. With our father and the rebellion. You know the story" Amenadiel explained, and I nodded. Amenadiel added, "But, the thing that people forget is that Lucifer isn't evil, he just punish evil in hell."

"You in all of year of serving my father and trying to do my duties on getting Lucifer back to hell. The one thing I have never seen do, is that he has changed, Chloe. And he has changed, because of you" Amenadiel added which widen my eyes in shock, "Over the last few years, Lucifer had become a better man than he was before, because of you."

I sign with my eyes looking down in disapprove for myself, and I felt Amenadiel's gaze at me seeing my shame and he disagree. My eyes shifted back up to meet his and something reminded me, "Amenadiel, why am I here?"

Amenadiel responded in puzzled look, "I don't understand."

"You meet my mum, years ago, right before she got pregnant with me" I explained, then Amenadiel confused look quickly melted away into an 'oh' understood face, my nervous fingers twirled around together as I repeated myself, "Please Amenadiel, I need to know the truth. Why did you, or God, wanted me to be born?"

"You do deserve to know the truth, Chloe" Amenadiel nodded in agreement, after everything I have been through from seeing the truth about heaven and hell, about angels and demons, and about Lucifer. Amenadiel took a deep breathe as this, I bet, would be quit for him to explain, "Truthfully, I don't why my father, God wanted me to bless your parents. And, all you need to know is that, whatever has happened in your life, wasn't his doing. You becoming an actress than a detective was your choice. You married to Dan and have Trixie was your choice."

"You didn't…" I interrupted, "You and my mum didn't…" I tapped the top of my index fingers together. Ever since I fought out the whole truth, my mind was mainly on Lucifer's true identity, but I was wondering about Amenadiel meeting my mum and made her pregnant with me. I wondered if there was that what I saw in the picture of my mum with Amenadiel.

Then Amenadiel quickly caught the question I was trying to ask, his head was shaking fast, "Oh. No. No. No. Nothing happened in any literally or sexually way between your mum or I."

I exhaled breathlessly and leaned my head back on my big, soft pillow in relief, my voice grew in small tone of light laughter "Oh God! When I heard of you impregnating my mum. I had a crazy thought…"

"That your mum and I had sex" Amenadiel ended my sentence. We were both laughing shortly in relief, seeing a small, possible version of Amenadiel being my dad. That was as wield as it was for Dan having sex with Charlotte who, I think, was Lucifer's stepmum. Amenadiel added, "Even if that has happen Chloe, I don't think angels can have children with humans. I mean, look at Lucifer."

I shook my head knowing Lucifer had so much sex with women, or men, it is surprising how Lucifer slept with so many people and yet not impregnated anyone. But, when Amenadiel mentioned Lucifer's name it made me fell into a deep silence as I questioned, "Speaking of Lucifer, why did God wanted me to be born for Lucifer?"

Amenadiel paused silently before he replied, "I think my father wanted you, at some point, to run cross in Lucifer's life."

"Why?" I questioned with a steady tone mixed with sadness and anger from the thought that my life was a whole lie because of God, "To kill Lucifer?"

Amenadiel questioned, "What makes you say that?"

"Because, years before, Lucifer asked me if I was an angel, in disguise, to kill him. And the ones who kidnapped me, told me that it must be the case" a small yawn came in the middle of my explaining, "I not sure which is true or what isn't."

"Chloe, I don't have all the answers. I'm sorry, I wish I could" Amenadiel sign in disapproval for himself, wishing he did have the right answer to help for both our sakes. Then Amenadiel suggested with a small smile, "But, there is someone who you would like to talk about. Someone who's been through the same thing."

At first, I looked confused to who Amenadiel meant, until I remember that Linda knows too. Amenadiel got up from his seat and exit the room, before he left I quickly asked, "Hey Amenadiel, what did you mean by Lucifer has done some worst things?"

Amenadiel fell into silence for a moment and stare at the floor thinking of the best answer to tell me. Until he broke the silence and answered, "I think it's best if you ask Lucifer."

When Amenadiel left the room, he invited Linda, Charlotte and Maze to come in. I felt more relax because Linda was here, not only as another human besides me her but someone who has been through the same situation I have with Lucifer. Until, my anxiousness increases when Charlotte and Maze entered inside, as I recalled Charlotte is Lucifer's stepmum and Maze is a demon. My mind went blank because I didn't think of the right words to say so I won't offend any them.

"Hey Chloe, how are you?" Linda was the first out the three to speak.

"Okay at the moment" I answered.

"We're just glad that you're safe" Charlotte smiled.

"Amenadiel thought it would best if I was here" Linda pointed, "I guess you got some questions."

"Yes, so first off…" my eyes darted directly at Linda, and asked annoyedly, "You've known this whole time? About… everything."

"Well, not the whole time, but for quite a while, yes" Linda answered, her voice sounded ashamed as she sat herself down.

"I just wish I'd have known that you knew. I mean, I don't know how to deal with this. No offence, guys" I stare up at Charlotte and Maze.

"Oh, none taken. Truthfully, I was as confuse and shock as you are now" Charlotte replied.

"And, yeah I'm cool" Maze respond.

"But aren't you Lucifer's step-mum?" I showed a confused look to Charlotte first, then I look at Maze, "And, aren't you a demon?"

"Yeah, that's why I've locked myself into these" Maze turned around, revealing what her hiding behind her back. It turns out it just her hands alone, only they were attached together with two handcuffs. Maze rattled them slight before turning back to faced back me, "Good faith gesture. You got nothing to worry."

I calmed down my breathing, as I try not to freak a bit the fact that I have been staying with a demon for nearly two years. Then Maze included, "Look Chloe, all you need to know is that even though I'm a demon, I would never hurt you. Or Linda, Charlotte, or Trixie."

I felt a tone of compassion when Maze mentioned my daughter at the end, and they have gotten really close as friends. I remembered Maze taking Trixie for Trick-or-Treating, and they slept together on the coach. I answered with a small smile, "Okay."

"Really?" Maze gaze a questionable stare.

"Yeah. I mean it will take me some time" I explained truthfully, "But you did save me. And, you helped me and Trixie. So, I have believe you. I'm bit freaked out of course, but I just need time."

"Good" Maze held a thankful grin, then within a second she parted her arms and broke the silver chains of the two handcuffs.

"So much for good faith?" I raised an eyebrow.

"Well, you thought you were safe, that's what matters" Maze answered like it was bother to me, same old Maze.

"So how are you feeling?" Linda draw the attention back to me. I stayed silent because honestly I didn't know what the say, which right words to say in front of the girls. Linda lean in slightly and comforted, "Chloe, we won't judge."

"It's been a huge rush. When I found out what Lucifer was… Who he truly was. I ran away from him, tried to block out everything with Lucifer, and I wanted to get away from it, from everything" I revealed.

"The reaction of denialism, it's what drives us from rejecting the truth and pushing away from what we don't want to believe is the truth" Linda analysed, "An understandable reaction when we are pushed in a fast situation. I've been there."

It actually made me feel better that Linda understood what I am going through, then I asked, "Have you seen his face? His… Devil face?"

"It was It was quite alarming. Yeah" Linda answered.

"I'm sorry, what about his face?" Charlotte questioned in bewilderment.

"I'll explain it to you outside" Maze suggested, leading Charlotte and herself outside the room not before the demon commented, "Let's leave the doctor to help her patience."

When Maze and Charlotte left, I went back to my questions, "Do you know how Charlotte became Lucifer's stepmum?"

"Oh, that's a long, confusing story" Linda implied.

"And, Maze, how is it being friends with her, knowing what she is?" I questioned.

"Well it wasn't easy. None of it is" Linda spoke like she was reading my mind, "I mean being friends with a demon, dating an angel."

"And, having feelings for the devil" I commented in a chuckled tone, though I went silent straight after when I had that thought that maybe, all those great times together and developing some unexpected feelings for Lucifer and him having the same for, maybe they were real.

"He's still the same man" Linda softly pointed, but I couldn't see the right direction.

"But that's the point Linda. I see two versions of him; one Lucifer as my partner who worked with me for nearly three years. And the other, is someone completely different" my voice was shaking in anxiousness and confusion, "Someone was told to be evil and a monster, And, I can't see which is real and which one is not real. And, it freaks me out and…"

"Chloe. Chloe. Listen" Linda reached in when I began to quietly sob to myself as I covered my breathless mouth and nose with my hands, Linda continued talking with her friendly voice, "I was scared too. Believe me, I blocked Lucifer and Maze out of my life for weeks. It's okay to scared."

"Linda. You're different than me. You're stronger. You must have handled this much better than I have. I wanted to run, I wanted to go back to my normal life with my family, without Lucifer in it" the words ached painfully through my throat and sickens my heart as I spoke the truth while I continued to release a few more tears. Linda gently rubbed my arm, knowing how hard it was for me, Linda didn't talk to me as a theorist but welcomed and understood my true feelings as a good friend.

"Actually, why didn't you run?" I wiped the tears off from my eyes and relaxed my face, before I looked back at Linda.

Linda paused for a few seconds, thinking of the best way to answer for me to understand, "I don't know. I guess with all the bad comes a lot of good. I got a best friend out of this, crazy but awesome. And the most fascinating patient in the world. So how about Lucifer?"

"It's… It's very complicated" I answered, and it was true, because honestly I don't know what to do about this, about us.

"I mean, I guess what it really all comes down to is one simple question" Linda waited for a short moment to me look curious about what I should ask myself, "Do you want him in your life or not?"

That question made me gulp silently as the air got stuck in the centre of my throat. Making me think of what I actually want; I was still unsure about Lucifer being the Devil, but deep down I don't want to block him out of my life. I mean it still gives me cold shivers down my spine whenever the image of Lucifer's monstrous face is showed up in my mind. But as much as Lucifer can be very annoying, childish, and too much to handle, I couldn't see how my life would have been if Lucifer wasn't in.

Later on that day, I had food from Dan, my god I was so hungry I could eat all of the food in this hospital if I wanted to. However, my thoughts sweep over my hunger for I tried to think about the future. Thinking back to Linda's question that got me wondering about what I should do when I see Lucifer again.

Soon, the blue sky was melting in black and bright orange, reflecting how nervous I am for seeing Lucifer again but happy to know that he's alive. Once, I was able to move my legs and balance myself, I practised walking slowly around my room while holding on the handles on the end of my bed. Afterwards, I sucked in enough courage to walk out of my room and I saw Lucifer laying on his bed through a window glass on the door. I already felt my blood flowing in anxiousness through my veins, however I inhaled another deep breathe before I quietly entered the room. Lucifer was sleeping peacefully considered what he has been through, he didn't even notice my entrance.

"Hi" I breathed but there was no response.

I creep closer to the edge of his bed fearlessly, I was unsure why, maybe because Lucifer was asleep, I didn't feel quite nervous. Carefully, I sat myself down on the edge of the bed where there was space. "I just wanted to see if you were okay" I started something off, imagining if Lucifer was listening. "Because, I'm in the next room, and the fact that I'm close makes you vulnerable, I guess I'm the reason why you're still lying in bed in pain. I'm sorry about that" I huffed to myself, people would say I wasn't my fault because I couldn't but feeling guilty for making him vulnerable.

"But actually, I wanted come and talk to you, but if you're asleep and not exactly listening, then that's good because I want to try to talk truthfully, without knowing if I'm hurting you" I suggested, but I knew whatever I was going say would hurt both of us.

"Lucifer, when I first knew the truth… about you, I felt… very, very lost" I started from the beginning, "I admit I was so scarred, confused, and possibly I felt betrayed. Realising that what you've been saying is true, and I never believed you. Thought maybe you were using metaphors and humor to hide your past, and now I see why. Because of your dad, and your fall."

My mind echoed all of the common words Lucifer said about his difficult past, his angel wings, his Devil face, but mainly about his horrible dad, I could see the bigger picture now. I continued, "Back at the bench that night, Lucifer, what I said was true, I can't deny that. I was very afraid of you, thinking that the Devil, you, were dangerous, and that you were going to hurt me or others maybe."

"Then there's this whole me not meant to exist, that God, your dad created me for you. My mind was spinning around, thinking that I was born to be used as an object, or meant to be sex plaything for you, or for Father Kinley wanted me as a weapon. Thought I was just seen as meaningless" my breathing was a bit unsteady as my eyes were getting wet with salty tear and my voice cracked into depression. I tried to calm down because this helping me to get everything off my chest. "Then, Amenadiel tried to explain as much as he could about my reasons for living. He said that everything that has happened in my life was by freewill. With Dan, and Trixie" the thought of my first happy marriage with Dan and my beautiful child grew a blissful smile on my face.

"You know that I'm not a catholic, and I'm exactly an atheist, so this was all a huge shock for me. That heaven, hell, demons, angels, they all exist" I pointed my wet eyes staring down at the floor then rolling up to look at Lucifer's calm face, "The only thing I ever believed in, was my dad. He was the whole world to me. I think that when you believe in someone so much and losing them is what cause the pain to be worse. And I loved my dad so much, losing him is what literally kill me inside."

Then, my left hand glided over the sheets, slide into Lucifer's and gently gripped it. I sadly whispered, "I don't want to lose you, too."

"Lucifer, I didn't lie about what I said before at the beach, and in that museum, about you and how I felt. But now, I think I release something that I should have before" I tried to explain as clear as possible for myself to hear it, "I wasn't exactly afraid of you, but mostly, I think I was afraid of losing you"

It took me a lot of deep breathes and a few drops of tears, but I calmly got it all out, "When I saw images of your… other face, I thought that you were someone else. I thought that the man I worked with, was a lie, that it was all an act. And, I thought that wasn't real. Thinking that the Devil does some cruel things, and I remember back from most of the bad things that happened between us."

My memories flooded back all the wrongs that has happened between me and Lucifer; when he got married to Candy after we kissed and I nearly died, and the worst was when Lucifer made dinner for me only to show-up Pierce and treat me like I was a trophy. They made me quietly sobbed but I continued, "Then, after talking to the others outside and remembering what you said and what you've done for me. I saw you… I mean I really saw you. And, I realised Lucifer that you're not that guy."

I showed a small smiled while still crying, but it didn't bother me, "You saved my life so many times, I never even had the chance to say thank you. I remember how you were always there for me, not just as my partner, but as my friend." I paused right after because I was going to say something that we were more than just friends, but I didn't have the heart to say the words. Then, I shape the words slightly, "Sometimes you do stupid and crazy things that annoy me, but you always come back and try to fix things. I remember how you made me feel, safe, warm, even vulnerable. And that's one the greatest things about you. Maybe you are the Devil, but you're not evil."

A joyful smile grew on my face, after hearing myself I was more than happy because I finally understood my own feelings and what I want now. My hand slowly slipped out from Lucifer's as I carefully stood and planned, "I'm just going to out of the building. Hopefully, it will be far enough for you to heal faster when I'm not close."

I headed towards the door and existed out of the room, afterwards I took a deep breathe in before I began walking through the hallways. I told the doctors and the nurses that I need some fresh air and a long walk, so fortunately they allowed to walk check through the car park and near a small kid's playground. Meanwhile, my thoughts wondered about Lucifer as I record back to what I was confessing before. Being afraid of Lucifer because of his face and the scary myths people in the past has said about the Devil, who was evil incarnated, that coldly shocked me to my very core. But, beneath all of that, I realised that maybe I was of afraid that the old Lucifer was gone, and this new Devil guy took over. But now when I look at Lucifer, I can't see the monster I first believed to be true, at least not any more.

It was about half an hour before the nurses asked me to come back into the hospital. Since, I was able to walk steadily they allowed me to leave the hospital tomorrow morning. I hoped I was far enough from Lucifer so he could be healed faster as he should. Once I was inside, I walked past Lucifer's room and he was still lying in her bed. I knew that he was sleeping peacefully. I happily smiled before I walked back into my room. Dan decided to stay even though I insisted him to go back home, but he said he would have a sleepless night knowing I would alone in the hospital from after everything that has happened.

Lucifer's Pov

I wasn't asleep, not fully anyway, but everyone believed me to be because my closed eyes. I did open them slightly when the police arrived and took us to the hospital. The bright lights in the hospital was what blinded my eyes to close. When I opened them I saw familiar faces; Daniel was thankfully there, then surprising Miss Lopez. They were by the sides of my bed checking to see if I was okay by speaking loud for me to hear. Then, the doctors checked my back but it was clear as crystal.

My entire body was so weak because my back was aching painfully, probably from where I forcefully tucked in my sure, bloody wings in which pains my back. I couldn't even move a single muscle if I wanted to. I wondered why I wasn't healing as I should, but I figured that possibly the detective was close by. Straight away my tired mind was covered with thoughts and images of the detective, wondering if she remembered anything from what happened with Pierce, or her fall. The terrified feeling still haunts in my blood as my memories flooded back to where the detective slipped and fell. I tried to reach for her but I wasn't close enough, until I did grab and flew her to an flat roof. Then, the worst feeling arrive of death when the detective wasn't breathing or moving from the large stab wound in through on her belly. I remembered using one of my feathers to healed her and thankfully work, then the pain in my back began as I collapse back in tiredness.

The voices of doctors and nurses echoed annoying in my ears, yet I laid very still. I felt injections through my now mortal skin and drained into my blood. I heard some familiar voices again, probably from the others comforting me. I lost track of time as I fell into a deep sleep, unknown to mortals that I can sleep as long as I want to. Until, one evening I felt a shiver down my spine, and it always happens whenever the detective is very close.

I felt her presentence entering into the room, her anxiousness vibrated off from her skin as she slowly crept towards my bed. I was half asleep at the time, but I kept my eye shut so she would be calm instead of trying to hide her fear from me. "Hi" the detective soft whisper was music to my ears, better to hide her than listening to the doctors and the nurses discussing above me. I heard the detective tiptoeing closer to me while she continued talking.

I listened to every word that came out from her mouth. The detective knows that I hate lies and I appreciate that she was speaking truthfully. I couldn't deny the pain that pined into my heart when the detective admitted that she was very afraid of me. Her words brought back memories of what she said on the bench and at the abandoned museum, cracking my heart deeper. Then, the detective talked about losing her father killed her on the inside, because he was her whole world. Suddenly, her hand gently slipped into mine which shocked me to the core, questioning "how could she bravely bravely touch the Devil?" I wanted to grip her hand tight showing how much I truly care, but it looks like the detective was gripping her hand softly around mine.

The truth continued to whisper out her sobbing mouth, the detective explains her first thoughts of me about as the cruel Devil. Then, the detective searched back through her memories about me, about us. "You may be the Devil, but you're not evil" her words froze the air in my lungs, stopping me to breathe as it shocked me to the core. At the same time, the warmth from her gentle hand gradually healed the cold sorrows within me. It felt just like before, I remember every time the detective enters in my presence my skin goes goosebumps for bliss. The detective mostly comes to me for help to solve crimes, but sometimes she comes just for me, as a good friend and so sometimes more. Those were the best times with the detective I ever had.

Sadly, I felt the detective's hand slipping out from mine, the air around me went cold. I heard the detective's movement when she stood up from sitting on my bed. "I'm just going to out of the building. Hopefully, it will be far enough for you to heal faster when I'm not close" the detective suggested. Truthfully, it would actually help me faster, but I heard that tone in her voice. I used that kind of tone before, that tone of guilt, grief and sorrow, and I hated for the detective feeling that way.

When the detective left the room, I slowly opened my eyes. Even though the room was quite dark my eyes were blinded by the evening's orange light that slightly shines in my room. Within a second, my version became clear as I could view my whole room. After ten minutes, I felt my back quickly healed knowing that the detective has gone far enough for me to be healed faster, I would be up fine and healthy by tomorrow. I shut my eyes again as I could finally get some peaceful with my back healed. Then, my mind wondered about what would happen tomorrow.

I could picture the detective trying to say all of those honest words to me tomorrow, it would be harder though because she would have to watch me react as I would watch her. To see her broken again would definitely crack my heart widely because of how I made her felt. When the detective and I had a special moment and I found out that my dad put her in my path, I thought that it was a lie and her feelings for me won't real. I could see happing again to the detective as she felt betrayed and broken thinking that who I was to her and my feelings for her wasn't real. I ran away from her to Vegas and got married to an exotic dancer, Candy and the detective wanted to run away from me like on the beach that night when I found her. I don't wish for the detective to be tortured by all of this if I make her feel unsafe and hurt.

Hey guys! Welcome back to another chapter. This one got me thinking a lot of about what to do after the final battle.

Firstly, I know a lot of people would say Chloe should believe in Lucifer instead of being scared, believe me it hurts. But, I'm glad the writers did something that made Chloe's action realistic, because it wouldn't look real if Chloe did accept Lucifer that quick. And, that's what I'm trying to do in my story. I do actually feel a bit sorry for Chloe when she found out about Lucifer's identity, because to me it was exactly how Lucifer felt when he found out God made Chloe for her.

(SPOILER!) Secondly, if you spotted some similarities then you got it right. I wrote a reflection of season 3 episode 6 "Vegas with Some Radish." When Lucifer finds Chloe sleeping in her bed, but she wasn't sleep and she heard him talking. This is the same when Chloe talks the truth to Lucifer thinking he was sleep but he wasn't.

So, readers, please leave some reviews and tell me how you want this story to end?

Can Lucifer and Chloe get well? Will Deckerstar survive?

See you soon…