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The evening was long, the conversation was getting shorter and Lucifer was fascinated by Chloe's words, in other words fascinated from her Lips. Her beautiful soft lips, he fantasized what her lips can do, mostly on his body.

"I'm in bed with the devil." Chloe smiled and kissed Lucifer's chest, which looked at her with puzzled eyes. "Is that good or bad?" Lucifer asked. "I generally do not believe in anything I can not see, so I'll need time to realize it." Lucifer grinned and put his hand on Chloe's back, drawing small circles.
"Better? Now you can see and feel me."
"Can I ask you a personal question?" Chloe looked up at him. She had to think of all the moments that were so unreal and yet real. "How old are you?" Lucifer grinned and Chloe looked down at his chest, embarrassed. "That was the dumbest question of the century."
"No, I think that was not a stupid question, after all, she was serious. I live since humans exist, but we do not want to go into detail. I already lived before them." Lucifer whispered the last sentence against Chloe`s skin.

"Do you have wings?"
"At this moment? " He asked without looking at Chloe. Now he was ashamed and he didn't even know why. Chloe remembered the moment when she saw the scars on his back. Immediately Lucifer noticed Chloe trying convincingly to hide her tears. She did not grieve for his wings, which was remarkable. She mourned for him.
"How do wings feel?" Chloe looked at Lucifer. "I've never thought about it," he said. "But they are special." Chloe nodded thoughtfully. "Do your wings feel like a warm summer breeze caressing your skin?" "Very poetic, detective, very poetic." and kissed her bare shoulder.
"I did not know that there was a poet in you." "Lucifer, I have dark corners in me, sometimes I hurt people who mean a lot to me." "That's my specialty," Lucifer said and and kissed Chloe. "I can handle it."
Chloe's phone started to ring.
"Where is my phone?" Chloe asked, finding it on Lucifer's side of the bed. Chloe reached over Lucifer to her phone. "Decker!" she said, sitting on the edge of the bed. Lucifer kissed her shoulder, her neck, her... "Lucifer!" she whispered. "You said that very often, but in a different tone," Cloe turned away from him.
"Yes, I understand, I am, we are on the way." Lucifer smiled. "Did I just hear we?" "Yes, you have," Chloe said, reaching for her clothes in front of the bed. "What is it this time? I'm not leaving this bed for a trifle!"
"You do not have to, unless you want to scare anyone." Lucifer looked confused, which Chloe noticed. "Now we have more opportunities to arrest someone," Chloe looked over her shoulder and reached for her pants. She saw the glint in his eyes and a slight smile on his lips. "Of course only when we alone." "Detective?!" Lucifer said with a beaming smile.
"I can think of very many new opportunities." Chloe ignored his words and grabbed her shirt, which was still half on the bed.

***
"This warehouse reminds me of a movie in which a ghost came through the wall." said Lucifer in the half-dark. Chloe looked over her shoulder with her gun in her hand. "It smells musty here," she said. "Are you sure that it was a movie?" "Yes, that was undoubtedly a movie, I would remember everything else."
"Now your words make sense," Chloe said. "I always used to think ..." "Yes, yes, everybody thought that." Lucifer said and then there was a noise. "Did you hear that?" Lucifer asked, looking around attentively. "What should I have heard?" Chloe asked annoyed over her shoulder.

"Shh..."
"Lucifer..."
A loud crack and Chloe felt an object that hit her head and the feeling of falling. "Lucifer ..." was the only thing she could say before she lost consciousness. Lucifer's eyes never left Chloe's lifeless body. The anger raised up in his body. "No one touches what belongs to me." and looked very slowly into the dealer's eyes. "Sorry bro, but I hate..." "No one touches what belongs to me," Lucifer cut him off, he was furious and his eyes began to shine red.
"Oh my God," said the drug dealer with wide eyes stumbled, fell to the ground and tried to escape.
"Sorry, my dad can not help you now!" Lucifer said, grabbing the drug dealer's Jeans and pulling him back to him.
Chloe opened her eyes on the floor and looks blurry at Lucifer's devil face. She wanted to get up, but her head just hurt too much. She knew what Lucifer was up to, it was not a secret to her and she had to stop it.
"Lucifer," she said weakly with blood on her forehead."We have him, that's all that matters," Lucifer did not understand her at the moment. "But he hurt you!" he said full of anger in his voice. "He has to pay for it!" "No, take my handcuffs."

The warehouse door opened and they were no longer alone. Daniel hurried to Chloe who was lying on the ground. "Chloe are you heart?" "Hello, Detective Douche!" said Lucifer with a grin and handed the drug dealer over to the cops. "He's the devil," the dealer whispered to the policeman, avoiding Lucifer's eyes.

"Your shirt," whispered Daniel. "Long night?" Chloe looked at her shirt and cleared his throat. "Yes." "Why didn't you take care of Chloe?" Daniel asked, looking at Lucifer. "You are her partner."
"All right guys, no fight," Chloe said. "I only have a headache." " You have blood on your forehead," said Daniel.
"I know, I just need a hot shower," "I'll take you home," said Daniel, but then he looked at her shirt and on Lucifer's.
"Please, save your words, I do not need a fight," "You're right," Daniel said. "Not today, but another time. Relax in his shower," he said and left.