Chapter 2: Call Me Devil

I ain't no angel.
Don't got no halo.
I cut off my wings.
Made my momma scream.
I'm your darkest dream.
They call me devil.
My heart is empty.
They call me devil.
Just try and tempt me.

Chloe couldn't believe what she was seeing.

"Hello, detective."

This was real, he was real. She could feel his strong arms around her frame and the steady beat of his heart. Chloe stared up at the man in front of her, eyes widening a bit. His hair was longer than the last time she'd seen him and it caught her by surprise.

The most shocking thing was not that he was shirtless, no that was almost an everyday occurrence for him. No, it was the huge, white wings wrapped around the pair. They were massive, and she was almost positive that they were glowing.

But it was still Lucifer. Her Lucifer.

Malcolm could only stare wide-eyed at the bullets which lay harmlessly on the hangar floor. This wasn't happening, it wasn't possible. He had been so close to his goal. So very close.

Lucifer's crimson eyes left the detective's face to glare at the other man. He smirked and flexed his wings, sending a violent blast of wind towards the corrupt cop, knocking him to the ground. His gun fell uselessly from his grasp and slid a few feet away.

Without saying a word, Lucifer slowly released his hold on the detective and stalked toward the fallen man, who was trying desperately trying to crawl away. Chloe watched as Lucifer reached down and grabbed Malcolm by the throat and hauled him roughly to his feet.

"Malcolm, Malcolm, Malcolm," Lucifer purred. His voice taking on a double quality. "What am I going to do with you?"

Malcolm's eyes held nothing but fear as he stared into the face of the devil.

"H-hey buddy," he stammered. "Didn't expect to see you again."

Lucifer tightened his grip on the man's throat and smiled so you could see his teeth, and Chloe swore they resembled fangs.

"Remember the last time I tried this?" Lucifer said as his eyes blazed.

Malcolm paled noticeably.

"Well, I've had another five hundred years of practice."

"Oh, God," the cop breathed.

Lucifer's eyes smoldered. "Sorry, Malkie, but I'm the Devil."

Chloe could only watch and listen and Malcolm screamed and tried to claw his way from the devil's grasp to no avail. She almost backed up a step as the temperature in the hangar rose at least ten degrees as Malcolm continued to struggle.

"Goodbye, Malcolm."

The corrupt cop gave one last scream before falling silent, his eyes rolling back into his head. Lucifer scoffed as the body went up in flames and turned to nothing but ash. After flexing hand a few times, he calmly walked back to the detective.

He stopped a few feet from her, his wings disappearing into thin air.

"Where have you been?"

Lucifer shrugged his shoulders. "Hell."

Chloe was still reeling from the fact that just seconds ago her friend had a giant set of wings attached to his back. She thought back to every time he told her that he was the devil, all those times he talked about God as if he were actually his father, and all those times he was telling the truth.

As if he could read her mind, he smiled sadly before saying, "I told you I would never lie to you."

"I suppose you did," Chloe replied slowly.

"Mommy?"

Both adults turned as Trixie ran out of hiding a huge smile plastered across her young face. She made a beeline straight for the devil and instantly attached herself to him.

"Lucifer!"

"Ah, yes. Hello spawn."

Trixie lessened her hold a bit. "I saw your wings!"

"Did you now?" He asked, trying to dislodge her from his tall frame.

"I did! I thought they were beautiful!"

Chloe smiled, clearly amused, as she watched her daughter continue to hug the taller man's leg while he tried to squirm out of her grasp. It was like nothing had changed.

"Can I see them again?"

Lucifer looked to her for help.

"Honey, maybe later, it's after your bedtime. C'mon, let's go home."

Trixie stuck out her bottom lip and reluctantly let the devil go.

"And you," Chloe said and looked back to Lucifer. "You need a haircut."

Lucifer tilted his head to the side.

"I hadn't noticed, but I suppose you're correct."

"Lucifer, look at me."

The devil turned his red eyes on her, his hair moving slightly in the night breeze as he leaned his back on the porch railing.

"Yes, detective?"

Chloe looked up at him. "I'm sorry about the other day."

"It's fine, after all that was hundreds of years ago anyway."

"What are you talking about?" Chloe frowned, her expression pure confusion.

"In Hell, time moves at a different rate," Lucifer explained. "If I had to guess, it would be one hundred years in Hell for every day on Earth."

Chloe's eyes widened.

"It's been five hundred years since you've been gone?"

Lucifer shrugged. "More or less."

There was a pause.

"Are you staying?"

Lucifer slowly pushed himself off the wood railing. "Chloe, I–"

He didn't get to finish his sentence though, because suddenly there was someone standing next to the Devil. Chloe jumped back quickly, her hand going to her gun. Lucifer on the other hand just rolled his eyes.

"Hey Luci! Love the hair."

Lucifer stiffened. "What are you doing here, Gabriel?" He growled.

Chloe moved her hand away from firearm and relaxed her posture a bit. It seemed that Lucifer knew the man since he didn't immediately toss the intruder off the porch.

Yet.

"What? Are you not happy to see me, Luci?"

Lucifer stared at the slightly shorter, blonde man who was leaning dangerously into his personal space. He sighed as Gabe's bright, blue eyes sparkled while a huge smile adorned his face. He never could stay mad at his little brother for too long.

"What are you doing here?" He repeated.

Gabriel pouted and Chloe snickered because he looked like Trixie when she was upset.

"Right to business huh?" Gabriel replied and put his hands on his hips. "Ok then."

The Devil crossed his arms and waited.

"Lucifer, Father has asked me to tell you, that he is letting you have a little vacation as it were," Gabriel said and patted him on the shoulder. "You deserve it."

There was silence before an insane amount of laughing filled the night air. Chloe could only watch as Lucifer held onto the railing for support as he almost doubled over. The wood started to splinter as his grip tightened.

"Deserve it?" He rasped. "That's rich. He tosses out his firstborn to rule the Underworld for millennia and then just grants him a vacation?!"

Gabriel frowned slightly. "Lucifer… you have to know, I never wanted you to be cast out."

Lucifer turned to his brother. "I know, you were the only one."

"Well, Mike didn't want it either, but you know how it goes," he said and looked up into the sky. "Once Dad makes up his mind, nothing can change it."

There was an annoyed huff.

"It is good to see you brother."

Lucifer nodded a little. "You too, Gabe."

As if seeing her for the first time, Gabriel smiled at the detective. "Hello, Chloe Decker," he said cheerfully and bowed. "I can see why my older brother wants to stay here so much."

Chloe could only stare.

"Allow me to introduce myself," he continued. "My name is Gabriel, Messenger of the Heavens."

"Nice to meet you," Chloe said, finally finding her voice. "So, you're younger than Lucifer?"

Gabriel nodded. "Yup! By a few thousand years or so, give or take, time wasn't really a factor back then. Lucifer is actually the oldest. He was the first angel Dad created."

"I didn't know that."

"Yes well," Lucifer interjected. "That was a long time ago."

"Lucifer…"

"It's late," The Devil said quickly. "You should get some sleep."

Chloe wanted to protest, but a yawn betrayed her. "I suppose you have a point there."

Lucifer only nodded.

"I'd like to talk more tomorrow. Would it be all right if I came by Lux?"

He paused. Right, he did still own that now didn't he?

"That'd be fine," he said and nodded.

Chloe smiled and quickly grabbed his hand, giving it a slight squeeze.

"I missed you," she said quietly before disappearing into the house.

Gabriel turned his head back and forth between the couple, a huge grin appearing on his face. His eyes glinted mischievously. Oh… Lucifer was never going to hear the end of this.

When he turned back to his brother, Lucifer was already halfway down the beach, his hands shoved deep into his pants pockets as he briskly walked away from the Decker household.

Hello! Hope you enjoyed chapter 2. As always leave a comment and expect a new chapter every Sunday. That is my plan. Unless something comes up, like Skyrim Remastered, Final Fantasy XV, or Pokemon Sun and Moon...

- Nicholls