A day after visiting Linda, Michael showed up at the LAPD, just as Chloe and Lucifer sat down at her desk. He walked through the office taking no notice of the heads that turned to follow him. He had no desire to join humanity, which made his grace and beauty untouchable; unlike Lucifer, who reveled in the attention.

Ella watched him walk past and shook her hand in the universal gesture for 'hot'. When she noticed Lucifer's revolted look, she changed the gesture to a sheepish wave at him and disappeared into her lab.

Dan walked by, pudding in hand. He almost dropped it when he saw the twins at Chloe's desk. Shaking his head, he kept walking, "Please God, not two of them."

Lucifer ignored Dan to scowl at his brother, "What do you want?"

"I want to invite the lovely Ms. Decker to a charity ball," he said with a huge grin, "Along with my dear brother, of course."

Chloe watched the brothers, noticing how tightly Lucifer gripped the edge of her desk. When she heard the wood groan under his fingers, she smiled brightly and quickly answered, "Well it is for charity." She leaned toward Lucifer and whispered, "The Captain already ordered me to go. Please come with me."

Lucifer glanced at her quickly, noticing the sudden tension in her body. "Of course, Detective."

Michael gave them both an angelic smile, "Wonderful. Dress is formal." He handed them the invitation. "Now, tell me what it is you do here?"

Chloe smiled, "We work on murders. When someone is murdered we try to find out who did it and bring them to justice."

Lucifer drummed his fingers on the desk before he added, "Nothing that would interest you, I'm sure."

His twin smiled at him and then switched his gaze directly to Chloe's eyes, "Oh I'm very interested. In fact, your Captain said I could do a 'ride along' with you."

Lucifer's smile turned smug, "Sorry, bro. We don't have a case right now."

Before he finished the sentence, Dan walked up carrying a folder, "Captain asked me to give this to you. There's been a murder in the park."

Michael sat in the back of the police cruiser looking around in excitement while Chloe and Lucifer settled into the front seats. He leaned forward, "So when do we take down the bad guys?"

Chloe smiled, "You won't take down anything. You are here to observe. We are going to a murder scene, so it will be about gathering evidence."

As she drove the car out into the city traffic, Lucifer took the opportunity to convince his brother to go home. He shook his head in obvious disgust, "Trying to ruin Lux won't work, you know. I've passed the silly health inspection you forced and I can post videos of happy customers to counter your negative ones." He glanced at Michael with disdain, "Why don't you give up and go home?"

His twin frowned at him, "Can't until I get you back to Hell." Suddenly, Michael was thrown forward and then back against the upholstered seat when Chloe stopped short to avoid a taxi-cab. He gave her a suspicious look, wondering if she had done it on purpose. When he noticed her eyes crinkled in merriment in the rear-view mirror, he crossed his arms and stayed silent until they reached the scene of the crime.

Chloe, Lucifer and Michael walked to the grassy area marked off with tape and studied the woman sprawled face down on a park bench. Ella was already on scene, bent over the body, checking for cause of death. "Hey, guys. We've got a 'Jane Doe', no I.D. on her. Looks like she took two bullets to the back."

Michael glanced at the dead body and then looked away in boredom. "This is what you do? How does this help anyone?"

Chloe gave him a look of frustration while gesturing between both men. She whispered, "This is an angel thing, right? Absolutely no empathy for the dead."

The reply came in stereo as both Michael and Lucifer said, "Correct."

Her sharp reply was cut off as a scuffle broke out on a nearby walking path. A young man struggled to break free of two police officers as they hauled him toward Chloe. One of the officers spoke up. "Detective, this guy was behaving oddly." The other policeman lifted an evidence bag with a handgun inside, "then we noticed he had a gun."

The young man tried to jerk free. "I didn't do it. I found the gun. I swear."

Lucifer stepped into the man's personal space, looking into his eyes. "Tell me…what were you doing in the park? What is it you desire?"

Michael felt the snap and pull of his brother's power. With an odd feeling of pride he studied Lucifer's excellent control. He could see how carefully Lucifer directed the power as he felt it begin to affect the suspect and the two officers holding him. The strange thing was that Chloe didn't seem to be affected at all. She stood comfortably beside Lucifer watching the young man's face to see what he would reveal.

The suspect stilled and tried to look away, but he couldn't. He stuttered, "I wanted her to love me, but she wouldn't. I killed her to show her how wrong that was. She should have loved me. Everything would have been all right if she loved me."

Lucifer looked down at Chloe while the officers took the young man away. "Well, that was rather a let down." He glanced at Michael, "It normally takes a lot longer to solve a case."

Michael turned to Chloe, "I don't understand, why did he kill her for love?"

She shook her head sadly, "That wasn't love. Love means putting another person's happiness above your own wishes; even if they don't love you back." Her eyes wandered to Lucifer, but quickly darted away.

Michael gave her a look of confusion, before turning to his brother. "You actually use your power to help the Detective? But why?"

Lucifer tried to focus, but he couldn't get past Chloe's definition of love. It was too close to the way he felt about her. Did he truly love her? He got a sinking feeling in his stomach that he refused to examine too closely. He knew he would always want her happiness and he would always protect her. That would have to be enough.

He forced his thoughts to Michael's question. Why did he help solve murders? The dead woman on the park bench didn't deserve what happened to her. Using his powers to get to the truth and find justice felt right, yet he was the Devil. Anger welled up inside him. He turned his jumbled emotions on both Chloe and his brother giving them a vicious smirk, "Yes. I understand your confusion. After all, I'm the devil. Evil… uncaring… why would I do anything to help anyone?" He shook his head in disgust, "figure it out for yourselves." He walked stiffly to the car without looking back.

Chloe gave Michael's arm a squeeze. "He does it to punish the bad guys. To take them down, just like you wanted to." She looked away, trying to fight the wave of sadness that overtook her.

Michael watched her for a moment then gently manifested his own power, directing it at her, "Tell me what you feel Chloe."

She jerked her head toward him and frowned. "What? No. I mean, I don't want…"

He tried again, pushing more power into the request, "It's all right. Give me your truth."

Her eyes turned glassy, "I want Lucifer to know that I trust him. I don't think he is evil or uncaring. He is a good man." She struggled for a moment, eyes going wide as she realized what was happening. She clenched her teeth together refusing to speak, but the pressure around her continued to increase as Michael pushed more and more power toward her.

Michael tilted his head, studying Chloe carefully. She couldn't be human. He was pushing almost double the amount of power he had used on Amenadiel toward her yet she still showed no serious harm or pain. She finally leaned forward as if she felt sick and gasped out, "I love him, but he won't let me in."

Chloe straightened slowly, anger radiating from her. She put her hands on her hips and looked up into Michael's eyes. "That wasn't nice. I've seen Lucifer use his ability on other people, but he can't use it on me. Now I know how it feels." She walked angrily toward the car, "Don't do it again."

Michael watched her walk away. She was truly remarkable. Her strength of will and ability to fight his power was something outside his experience. And her feelings for his brother left him confused. He pushed the foreign emotions away, and focused on his mission. Lux was on its way to failure. His social media smear campaign would work, despite Lucifer's insistence that it didn't matter.

However, Chloe was the real key to the problem. All he had to do was offer Chloe everything she wanted but couldn't get from Lucifer. She already felt love for his brother, so using her would be easy.

Lucifer obviously wanted Chloe, but for the first time in his life, he wasn't taking what he wanted. It was telling.

Michael knew the wedge between them was already in place, so it would be simple to widen that wedge and split them apart. His face and body already appealed to her thanks to his twin. He only needed her to transfer her confusing feelings to him. The silly human mating pattern called romance should work to charm her away from his moody, willful brother.

Soon Lucifer would choose to go back to Hell.

Michael slowly walked back to the car, prepared to move forward with his plan, even if he was beginning to be less than happy about it.