Had that just happened? She was back at her apartment with kids she didn't care about, worrying about the center of her world. Someone was plotting against the devil, and although she wanted to go home. She didn't want this, someone was making an enemy of the devil and things were going to get a hell of a lot of worst before they got better.
"Mommy I'm hungry." A voice from the left whined.
"Knock yourself out!" she shouted as she tossed her gold card.
*Breathe*
Lucifer thought the worst of this so called flu was over, but no this has to be it. It had slipped in during his last nap. He had been foolish, and let Maze wander off to find a lead on this culprit little did he know they would sneak in. The stare down was taking longer than it should, if he were in his element they would have never been able to get in.
"I just want you to know that you will not win. I'm the devil I can recognize poison miles away."
"You're funny. I made this just for you." Trixie giggled sitting down the tray.
"What exactly would this be?"
"It's chicken soup, mommy makes it for me whenever I'm sick."
Lucifer could feel the insult on the tip of his tongue, but when he looked up Chloe was also staring at him. He guessed this was one of those moments when you were suppose to praise such small beings.
"Thank you small human, I shall eat this later. Right now I don't have much of an appetite."
He knew immediately from the scowl on Chloe's face that was the wrong answer.
"Monkey why don't you go and watch some cartoons before your dad comes to take you to the park. I'll make sure Lucifer gets his soup." Chloe promised.
He watched the little spawn jump off the bed, and runaway with so much energy. At that moment he realized that she had a lot of energy that he himself didn't seem to have. Then his stomach did an awful flip, and his mouth was filling with saliva, and then…..
"Lucifer!" Chloe shouted rushing to his aide.
This was new. This was vile, this was wrong on all levels. Didn't seem like it was going to stop. Why wasn't it stopping!
"Just let it out." Chloe soothed. She really wanted to laugh. He was so adorable sick. She was finding out that his hair had a natural curl. He was adorable, and he was hers.
"My deepest apologies love, that was truly undignified of me." He apologized.
"Lucifer you're sick, and it's a part of us being together. We are to see each other as our best as well as our worst. You would think you've never vomited before."
"I most definitely have not! That was something if nightmares and movies of the possessed. I was afraid my head would spin at any moment like Linda Blair. That's not how it happens by the way." He added nonchalantly.
"I need to run to the store to get a few things to take care of you properly. I'm going to take Trixie with me so that she doesn't disturb you, will you be okay? Wait what?" she asked realizing his Linda Blair comment.
"After what just happened you are going to leave me to fend for myself? What if I die? That was clearly a sign of death? Yes?"
"You're so weird." She smiled kissing his forehead. She ruffled that hair unable to resist before leaving the room. It would only take an hour. What was the worst that could happen?
*Breathe*
"What is the meaning of this? I am not yours to summon!" Maze demanded approaching Charlotte.
"We have a problem concerning Lucifer and it maybe bigger than Chloe." She explained.
"What? I've seen him, and I've asked around. No one knows anything, they're no threats. I hate to admit this, but I think maybe she is making this happen."
"Tell her!" Charlotte demanded.
It was only then did she notice that Amenadiel had been there. She kicked herself internally for such mistakes.
"What is it you could possibly know that I don't?"
"There's talk of a virus to vanquish the devil." He spoke cryptically.
Before Maze realized she had burst into laughter.
"You don't understand the importance of all of this Mazikeem, the church front is talking and they are plotting to take out the devil. They are thinking that they don't have to worry about possessions anymore because he of all that is evil will finally be taken out for good. Someone has something brewing, they said it was forged from his actual DNA."
"Then that's ridiculous, who could have something of the devils-" she trailed off.
"What are you remembering?" Charlotte demanded.
"I was just remembering that he said that the detective was wondering about him, that he wanted her to believe who he was. She'd taken a vial of his blood to have it tested, but she discarded it. What if someone else found it and they decided to use it?"
"See what I mean, it all keeps leading back to this horrible Decker woman, we have to tell him the truth about her so that he distances himself from her. Chloe Decker maybe the woman who is able to get the devil his due, and as his creation it's your job to protect him. You need to get him to want to come back with us. It's time for us to go home!" Charlotte demanded.
"You are correct I'm his correction, and I look after his best interest. He likes it here as well as I, why would I of all people work with you to get him to want to return to a place where my kind isn't welcome."
"Maze, please wait!" Amanediel shouted grabbing her before she stormed out.
"You only get one time to grab me like that. Every time I let silly emotion start making me feel just a little something for you. You make me remember that I was fooling myself.
*Breathe*
Dr. Linda Martin was afraid. It wasn't that she had never done a house call before, she had in fact done that before, but she was doing a house call to Lucifer, and he wasn't at his home. Somehow he was at the home of Det. Chloe Decker, and he had been sick. The thing was when she spoke to him yesterday he had told her that it was just the flu, but when she spoke to him about twenty minutes ago he told her he was dying and she needed to fix him. So here she was breaking into a cop's house, because he said his legs no longer worked. Maybe she should've called 911.
"Lucifer." She called as she entered.
She figured that if he was going to be there he was probably upstairs, so that's where she needed to head upstairs.
"Lucifer?" she called out again as she approached a bedroom.
"I'm in here doctor." She heard a weak voice from the bathroom.
Her heart dropped to her stomach once she saw him when she entered the bathroom. He was on the floor looking white as a sheet; his phone was just out of his reach like he had thrown it out of frustration. He feared that he might have attempted to call someone but fell. He was looking at her, but there was something about his eyes. Had they turned red?
"Lucifer, what's going on?"
"The detective said it was only the flu, but it's not it's some kind of brain cancer!" he panicked.
"What?"
"I have all the symptoms. It starts like some kind of flu, but then the forgetfulness and you break out in some kind of hives. Look, I have one right there on the side of my left cheek!"
She stopped him before he dropped his pants right then and there. He really didn't have any shame. He took that moment to glance at his phone, and that is when she noticed it was on some kind of medical website.
"Lucifer, have you been googling your symptoms? Everyone knows that you shouldn't google your symptoms.
"No I'm going to die! You're a doctor, and that is why I told you to bring the drugs. I've got all the symptoms, and they say one day you can feel fine, and the next you can forget everything. Then one day you just forget how to breathe die. Oh god, how do you breathe doctor!" How does one breathe?"
He began to hyperventilate. It was psychosomatic, but she was afraid if she told him that was what was happening he would call her foolish. The key was to help him calm down. She grabbed his shoulders to cradle him, but that's when she noticed the scars on his back.
"Oh sweetheart your back." She gasped.
"My back! My back! What's on my back? More hives! You bloody humans are going to kill me, I should've left a long time ago, it's the end of me. I didn't get vaccinated is that what did it?" he continued to panic
"Breathe Lucifer, that's your problem it's all in your head you just need to breathe."
It was getting useless, he was going to pass out soon, and a part of her was thinking that maybe it would be the best for him if he just very well did it.
"Lucifer I'm back!" shouted Chloe.
"We're in here, I could use some help!" Linda cried out.
Chloe knew that she hadn't been gone that long, and she didn't expect to find her new boyfriend looking like death warm over, with his doctor on her bathroom floor.
"What happened?" she asked.
"He called me a hour ago, he was scared. He told me he was dying and I got over here as fast as I could, looks like he's been reading up online. I'm trying to get him to calm down."
"Look at me Lucifer. It's okay. You're okay. Just breathe." Chloe told him.
End Notes: I'm so sorry. My computer is broken and I finally found away to update and this is what I came up with. It's absolute rubbish. Next chapter will be better. Let me know what u think of this.