Authors Notes: As always thanks for your continuing support. Had a bad day today, so I'm just keeping this short and giving you what you want...another chapter! ;)


Maze and Chloe heard the familiar flutter of wings that signalled Amenadiel's return and both could barely contain their wide smiles at the sound of a very familiar voice complaining, rather loudly.

"Get your bloody hands off me. I told you not to carry me like that."

"You were wriggling too much, I would have dropped you otherwise, brother," Amenadiel responded calmly.

"I'd rather you had. Now sod off, you've annoyed me enough for a millennia. Go bother Michael or something. I'm sure you could spend the next millennium trying to remove the stick from his arse." Lucifer chuckled, quite pleased with himself.

Before Amenadiel could take his leave, Lucifer turned and grabbed his arm, keeping him in place. They shared a look and when Lucifer finally released him, the Angel dipped his head in acknowledgement. His little brother might not be able to say the words out loud, but Amenadiel could see the gratitude shining in those dark orbs.

In the blink of an eye the Angel was gone and Lucifer turned to face his two favourite ladies. He didn't even get the chance to open his mouth to say anything before they were both on him. The Devil was almost bowled over by the Detective and his Demon embracing him so tightly that he couldn't help the dirty thoughts from settling in his mind. Oh if only he had the energy, he would quite happily be sandwiched naked between Chloe and Maze. That would be a dream come true for him. Unfortunately he wasn't at his best and the events of the last few days finally caught up with him. He was certain he would've fallen to the floor if not for the two woman already holding him.

"Lucifer!" Chloe cried, almost stumbling as Lucifer's dead weight caught her off guard.

Maze reacted quickly, cradling his head against her chest as she carefully lowered him to the floor. Her gaze locked with the Detective's. "Let's get him to the sofa."

Chloe arranged his arm around her shoulders and between the two of them they half carried, half dragged the overly tall man to the comfortable couch.

"Is he okay?" Chloe asked.

Maze settled herself on the sofa, moving his head on to her lap and ran her fingers through his damp hair, feeling the warmth radiating from his skin, although it wasn't nearly as bad as before, she couldn't help feeling worried.

"I think he just needs to rest." She pointed to the ice bucket sitting on top of the counter. "Can you bring the ice over, and a towel. He's still warm."

Chloe nodded, her eyes crinkling in concern for her partner and rushed over to grab the bucket and a clean towel from the bathroom.

Handing over the items, the Detective sat on the edge of the table opposite the Demon and the Devil, wondering for the thousandth time how this had become her life. She watched in silent fascination as Maze placed the wet cloth on his forehead, her fingers trailing softly through his hair. A look of utter reverence displayed on her features.

"You really followed him through the gates of hell, didn't you?" Chloe always thought the bar tender was just spouting rubbish, and just as delusional as her partner yet now everything was starting to make sense.

Maze lifted her head and met the Detective's curious gaze. "Yes I did. I will follow him until the end. Lucifer is more than just the Devil, a fallen Angel or the monster most people think he is. He is funny, passionate, can be forgiving and also hold a grudge for the rest of time. He is the best sex you could ever have," she smirked as Chloe's face flushed crimson. "And he is eternal. He will always be around. The only one who could change that is his father and I don't see that happening unless Lucifer did something like start an apocalypse or something."

"This is going to take a lot of getting used to." Chloe mumbled to herself. She had been given absolute proof that everything Lucifer told her was real, and yet looking at him lying on the sofa, his head pillowed in Maze's lap as he slept, she couldn't help but feel like everything that happened was just one weird dream that she was just waking up from.

The sound of the private elevator doors sliding open and a strange woman walking into the room finally lifted the veil of uncertainty from the Detective's mind.

At first she thought it was another of Lucifer's overnight guests, yet there was something in the way the woman carried herself that put Chloe on edge. And when she saw the dark haired woman's eyes glow amber she had her gun in hand and aimed at the intruder so fast she was impressed with herself and how steady she was against this unknown threat.

Maze had already moved from her position and was standing guard in front of her creator who had never been more vulnerable. Especially with Decker present.

"He should be dead," hissed the woman, her voice sounded inhuman and echoed around the apartment.

"He's stronger than you think," snapped Maze, her stance changing from protector to predator. "Bring it, bitch."

Chloe kept her weapon trained on the intruder and made her way toward Lucifer. Taking her new role of protecting the Devil very seriously. Maze was right, this man wasn't the monster people thought he was, Lucifer was so much more than that, and how many people could say they truly had met the Prince of Darkness and couldn't imagine not having him in their lives.

With wide eyes Decker watched as the bar tender and the assassin traded blows, the Demon's blades suddenly appearing in Maze' hands as if by magic. Chloe was in awe of the Demon's skills, the way she moved, how she struck her opponent and never once backed down in their intensity.

Maze' lips curled in a dangerous grin when the assassin managed to strike her across the jaw. It hurt, just a little but the Demon loved pain, she thrived on it and this was just getting started. She lashed out with a right hook, immediately followed by a high kick that caught the assassin in the chest, knocking her backward and into the bar counter top with a grunt of pain.

The dark haired assassin decided it was time to up her game and pulled out two wicked looking blades. They were not as deadly as Maze's, but they could still do some damage. The metallic clang of the blades clashing together sounded deafening in the quiet space. Grunts and heavy breaths followed. The Demon managed to twist around, and smashed her elbow into side of the assassin's temple. She grinned as the woman stumbled back, and with the momentary distraction Maze slammed her open palm against her opponents face, catching her nose with a satisfying crack, the weapons sliding across the hard floor and out of reach. The assassin dropped to her knees, then quickly scrambled away from the Demon who was stalking toward her like a predator about to devour it's prey.

"More of us will come, you can't stop us." Blood poured from her broken nose, and she hastily pushed herself to her feet before Maze was on top of her.

With her arm around the assassin's neck, the Demon smirked as she felt the woman struggling to breath, her life force draining from her body with every second. It wasn't until she heard the warning shout from Chloe that a sharp pain exploded in Maze's side and she staggered back a step, then fell to her knees. Dammit, she'd been careless not checking for any other weapons. Blood glinted off the small blade held in the assassin's hand.

Chloe realising what was about to happen fired a warning shot at the woman making her way toward them. The bullet missed only by a breath and the assassin paused, her head cocked to the side as she glared at the human in her way.

"Why are you defending him? He's the Devil."

"No. He's my partner." This time when the woman moved closer, Chloe shot her in the leg, hoping the action would halt her progress but it didn't seem to hinder her in any way.

Maze screamed at her to shoot the assassin again, as she struggled to push herself to her feet.

The Detective's hands started to shake and she fired another two rounds yet the woman kept coming. The blood poured from the wounds, staining Lucifer's expensive floor and it still didn't seem to affect the dark haired woman. Chloe didn't know what to do, her weapon seemed to make no difference and in that second she froze.

Lucifer awoke to the sounds of gun fire and when he saw what was happening he moved from his position on the sofa and was in front of Chloe in the blink of an eye, his hand wrapped around the assassin's throat and hoisting her high into the air. His eyes blazed red and the heat in the apartment rose by a few degrees.

"How dare you come here and threaten me!" he roared, the lights blinking on and off and the floor trembling with the enormity of his rage.

The assassin's eyes bulged as she clawed at his hand, in a vain attempt to release the iron grip suffocating her.

He didn't turn to look at the Detective but he could feel her presence directly behind him, her hand hesitantly reaching out to grip his free hand and squeeze it gently. He knew what she was doing and he was appreciative. She was showing him she was there for him, even as he showed her his darker side and he released a weary sigh before silently calling on his brother.

Amenadiel appeared seconds later, his eyebrow arched in surprise.

"Take this one to hell brother. She's caused enough problems for me, and I think a reminder of who is in charge is in order." Lucifer released her into his brother' firm grip and gave her a wiggle of his fingers as she was taken back to hell.

"Now I believe that is enough excitement for one day, what do you say? Hmmm?" He gave them both a cheery grin and promptly passed out on the floor with a loud thud.

Maze clutched her bleeding side as she hurried toward her creator and crouched next to Chloe as she began looking over him.

"I think he's just out again." Her eyes dropped to the Demon's injury. "You okay?"

"I'll live, it's just a flesh wound."

Between them they once again managed to get the Devil back to the sofa and laid him down. Neither wanting to move away, but at the same time knowing that a stiff drink was needed.

Chloe motioned to the wound. "I'll take a look at that for you. You might need stitches."

Maze' eyebrows raised in surprise. "There's no need Decker, I'm a Demon. I heal faster than humans."

"Well let me anyway. It will keep my mind busy and hopefully stop me worrying, even if it's just for a little while."

"Fine. First aid box is in the bathroom. I'll grab us a drink."

The Demon watched as Chloe disappeared into the en suite with a determined stride and felt her lips curl upward. She was finally starting to see what her Devil saw in the human Detective after all.

Once Maze was patched up, the white bandage a stark contrast to her darker skin, both of them sat on the opposite sofa watching the Devil as he slept off the effects of the last few days.

Chloe brought the wine glass to her lips and hummed in pleasure at her partner's exquisite taste in alcohol. They had fallen into a comfortable silence, letting their thoughts gather in their heads before the Detective decided to break the peace that had descended between them.

"Do you think anyone else will come after him?" The thought had been running through her mind since the assassin had shouted about her not being the only one and Chloe was scared for her partner. Who just happened to be the Devil. Her life couldn't get any weirder.

"Maybe, but he'll be more suspicious now and they would be making a huge mistake going up against him when he's on alert. I'll be here though so he won't face it alone." Maze took a swig of her own drink, placing it on the table with a soft thunk and turned to face the other woman with an arched brow. "And you?"

"I'll be here too." Chloe stated with conviction and she was surprised at how accepting she had been about everything. Maybe it was because she had already questioned the things she'd seen and now she had definitive proof that there was more out there than most people believed. Lucifer was still her partner, still the same man who drove her up the wall, made her question his sanity on a daily basis and someone who had her back right from the very beginning. She really couldn't ask for more than that.

"Good. Took you long enough Decker." Maze's lips twitched in a sarcastic grin. "I thought you were supposed to be a Detective or something?"

Chloe laughed at the teasing tone and settled back into the soft cushions. "And I just thought you were a bitchy bar tender, I guess we both let each other down."

Maze saw the way Chloe stared at Lucifer and felt some of the jealousy inside her start to wane. The Detective looked at the Devil the same way she did and Maze realised that Chloe cared for Lucifer as more than just a friend, that she would risk her life for him, just as his Demon would.

"Another drink?" Maze offered.

"Sure."

After pouring another two drinks, the bar tender handed Chloe her glass and settled back in her spot. Now they just had to wait.