A/N : I would like to thank all of you for the follows and reviews. I'm pleased that you guys liked my first chapter, and I really hope that you all find this next chapter just as impressive. I had no idea that there would be so much appreciative interest. You guys just rock. I would like to congratulate the entire cast and crew of Lucifer for being granted another season. I thoroughly enjoyed season 1 and now I can't wait for season 2. I would like to also give a word caution about this chapter, You might want to grab a box of Kleenex, because it's going to get quite emotional.

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Chapter - 2

The Intervention

The next day, Lucifer all dressed up in his Prada suit sat at the bar inside his loft apartment quietly nursing a glass of whiskey, while he desperately tried to come to grips with the drowning feeling that had made itself at home deep inside his chest. He didn't understand why, but for some reason he could feel an insane amount of fear rising from deep inside himself, when ever he got around other people. It was even worse when he found himself in the company of Chloe and her fellow officers. He wanted so much to express his concerns to his partner, but he was too afraid of what she would think of him. Every time he would find himself at the police station he would begin to feel the overwhelming need to run for his life.

Lucifer was more than aware that he needed to talk to somebody, but he was no longer sure about who he could really trust. Lately, he'd found himself drinking more than ever, but it seemed that no matter how much alcohol he consumed, he couldn't escape the feeling that things were really starting to fall apart all around him. It was at moments like this, that he'd wished his brother would've never intervened during his stand off with his partner and her fellow officers. There were even moments, when Lucifer had wished that he wouldn't have made that bargain with his father that had made it possible for him to return from hell.

At this point, Lucifer was more than convinced that he'd be safer not to mention better off with maze by his side back in his own kingdom. Lucifer was suddenly torn from his train of thought by the sound of his elevator doors sliding open. The familiar sound caused an unexpected waive of absolute panic and fear to wash over him. Lucifer raised a trembling hand to his chest, as a sudden physical pain erupted there. He turned around and the sight of Chloe standing behind him caused the club owner to start taking deep breaths in an attempt to calm himself and not look weak in front of his partner. Lucifer shakily got to his feet and said with a brutally forced smile, "Good morning, Detective. I was under the impression that we had the day off."

Chloe took a few steps forward and replied with a look of genuine concern on her face, "I'm not here because of the job, Lucifer. Maze called me last night. She's very worried about you.. In fact, we're both extremely worried about you." The club owner shook his head and said with exaggerated cheerfulness, "I promise you that I'm doing just fine detective. You've really got nothing to worry about." Chloe took a few more steps towards him and said matter of factly, "No your not, Lucifer. It's become more than obvious to me that you haven't been the same since that incident with Malcolm. You've been showing signs of post traumatic stress and severe depression. Lucifer, please come down to the bar with me, so that yourself, Maze and I can have a long talk and get this settled."

The youthful detective closed the gap between them and extended a friendly hand towards him. For a few moments, Lucifer just stood there frozen in indecision, and Chloe patiently stood their secretly hoping against all hope that her partner would accept both her hand and her offer of help. Finally, Lucifer quietly nodded and took Chloe by the hand. The detective's face instantly took on a deeper look of concern, when she noticed how badly the hand that held hers trembled in fear. She thought that it was a testament to her partner's endurance that he was even trusting her enough to allow her to lead him away from his own apartment.

Maze was at that moment, sitting at one of the bars round tables busily pouring the three of them a round of drinks, when she heard the familiar sound of the door of Lucifer's elevator sliding closed. Maze looked up and was mildly impressed that Chloe had been able to talk her boss into coming out into the open. She watched with growing curiosity, as the youthful homicide detective gently guided a trembling Lucifer away from the elevator and everything seemed to be going according to Chloe's plan until Lucifer caught her eyes.

He instantly spun round and tried to run back to his elevator, but Chloe caught him mid-flight and declared sincerely , as she wrapped her arms around him tightly, "No, Lucifer. The three of us are only going to talk. That's all. There's no reason for you to run or be afraid. We're not going to hurt you, and we're not going to let anybody ells hurt you either. You need to calm down, Lucifer. I promise you that everything's going to be all right." After a fierce struggle that seemed to almost last forever, Lucifer's legs suddenly gave way, and he cried out in a panicked voice, as he slowly collapsed to his knees, "What's happening to me, Detective? I don't understand any of this. I feel like I'm dying. Why can't I control this?"

Chloe smiled in spite of herself and replied in a soothing motherly voice, as she gently rocked her partner's trembling body back and forth and laid his head on her shoulder and allowed him to sob in the material of her black leather jacket, "You're not dying, Lucifer. There's no reason for you to be afraid of what's happening. Neither maze nor I are going to judge you for your lack of control. You're just going through a very hard time right now. This's just all part of the healing process, and you've got a lot of trauma that you need help dealing with. I think that maybe you and I should go and see Dr. Martin for a while, so that the two of you can have a nice calm discussion. She can help you deal with what you're going through."

Lucifer instantly stopped his rocking and inquired timidly, as he wiped the tears out of his eyes, "You don't think that Linda will be angry with me and think that I'm taking advantage of her generosity?" Chloe shook her head and replied with a reassuring smile, as she gently helped her partner back to his feet, "I'm sure that Dr. Martin won't be angry with you for needing to talk to her. Helping clients deal with trauma's all part of her job description."

Chloe then looked over at Maze and then added seriously, "Maze, I need you to call Linda's office and let her know that Lucifer needs to talk to her and that he and I are on our way." without bother to reply, the demon/ninja bartender reached into her pocket and got on her cell phone, as Chloe gently guided her boss up the short staircase and out the nightclub side entrance. Once her call was completed, Maze put away her cell phone and secretly hoped that Linda could help her boss get back to normal.

A/N: So what did all of you think? Did I overdo it in the emotional department, or did I put in just enough to make Lucifer seem more human without making him look like a cry baby? I know that all of this emotion that he's displaying is completely out of character for him, but I was trying to show the true depth and seriousness of his psycological trauma. I also wanted to show the true extent of how much Chloe really cares about her partner's well being. I would appreciate any constructive criticism and new ideas. Hang on to your hats folks. There's going to be a shocking suggestion made to Chloe in the next chapter.

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