A/N: I would like to thank all of my readers for their continued support. There was one issue that a guest reviewer had just brought up that I would like to address at this time. Firstly, I'm trying to model my story as closely to the show's official format as possible without coming anywhere near plagiarism. Secondly, I had googled a list of anti-psychotic medications that are used to treat PTSD and Lorazepam was one of the drugs mentioned on the medical website and it's in a class of medications called (SSRIs). These medications are only used in the most severe cases of the disorder. We also need to remember that in the official series Lucifer's been experiencing more and more human emotion with every episode. And every once in a while, Lucifer exhibits a child like quality with in his personality. It's already been established that Lucifer is suffering from psychological Trauma as a result of ordering maze to cut off his wings.
This fact was clearly demonstrated in episode 4. It's also been established that Linda, Dan and Chloe believe that Lucifer's claims of being the devil are nothing more than delusions. it's also important to realize that PTSD isn't your everyday garden variety form of anxiety. This disorder can actually drive a person to commit suicide and Linda ordering Lucifer to be kept under constant supervision would be her attempt at preventing such a tragedy from happening. In this particular story PTSD's not the only thing that Lucifer is suffering from. He's also battling severe depression.
What I would personally find unbelievable would be for Lucifer to be shot and killed by Malcolm, take a short trip back to hell, find out about his mother escaping and then come back to life and just carry on like nothing ever happened and the whole experience was just business as usual. I always like to see some realism in the fiction that I read and write and in real life people don't have near death experiences or in Lucifer's case (a die, go back to hell and then come back to life) experience without there being some kind of psychological scars left behind. Last but not least, any medical Doctor would tell his or her patients not to drive or use heavy machinery while taking any type of psychotropic drug until they know how it will effect them. This warning is also mentioned in TV ads. Lucifer will be driving his car again much later in the story.
Now, on with chapter 5...
Chapter - 5
Out of the Void
It was 9:00 pm at night when the fully uniformed, tall and lean seventeen year old young man with pearl shaped mahogany colored eyes, clean cut dirty blond hair finally stepped out of the all night gas station grateful that his shift was over. The young man reached into the left hand pocket of his dark brown leather jacket and pulled out his car keys and operated the panic button. The sight of the flashing headlights of his father's 1998 Ford Mustang made the hard working teenager sigh with a smile of relief. The young man casually made his way across the gas station's parking lot and headed towards the car, when he suddenly heard an unfamiliar female voice announced sweetly from somewhere close by, "You look like such a pretty little human. You'll be a perfect tool for getting my child's attention."
The young man suddenly stopped dead in his tracks and silently gazed around the parking until his eyes rested upon a strange and attractive smiling sixteen year old girl of average height with waist length jet black hair, almond shaped ice blue colored eyes, long and lean leggy build standing in front of him only twenty feet away. The young man smiled back and replied with a laugh, as he raised his right hand towards his chest, "Please forgive me sweetheart, You totally scared the shit out of me. Where in the hell did you just come from?" The strange young looking woman smiled and said proudly, as she began making her way over to him, "I'm from a realm that contains horrors and torchers that would go far beyond your very limited comprehension. You remind me so much of my child. Like you, he is so young, innocent and naïve, when it comes to the ways of the universe."
The seven-teen year old nodded and then inquired nervously, "Well, ok. Is that good or bad?" The strange woman took the last remaining steps towards the gas station attendant and replied with an insane toothy grin, "Well, I'm not so sure that you're going to like my answer to your question." A blood curdling scream was the last sound that the city would ever hear from the dying young man.
It was mid morning, before Detective Decker was finally able to pull herself away from the pharmacy and all the red tape of the important task that she'd become entangled in at the municipal court house and now she found herself making her way down the short flight of steps that led down to Lux's central bar room floor carrying an important looking vanilla envelope in her left hand and a small brown bottle brimming with tiny white pills carefully concealed in the right hand pocket of her black leather jacket.
Once Chloe had reached ground level, she looked around the seemingly deserted main room with a semi-worried frown. She casually started strolling towards the night clubs internal elevator and was about halfway across the room, when a familiar voice remarked calmly, "I guess if there's truly one thing about you that we can certainly count on, it would be your punctuality." The Homicide detective turned around and was a little surprised to find Maze standing behind the bar in the middle of pouring herself a drink. Chloe took a deep calming breath and asked seriously, "Where's Lucifer? I was expecting him to be down here and ready to leave with me this morning."
Maze took a sip from her glass of rum and then replied casually, "Take it easy, Detective. Lucifer's been ready for the past hour. He wants me to let him know about your arrival just as soon as you walked in." The ninja/bartender took her cellphone out of her pocket, typed on the keys for a moment and then pressed send. There was a short awkward silence. After a moment, maze's message tone went off and the demon added matter-of-factly, as she read the reply that her boss had just sent to her phone, "He'll be down in a moment or two."
Detective Decker nodded in understanding and then asked hopefully. as she calmly made her way over to the bar and sat down on a stool that was directly across from Maze, "Would it be possible for me to get a drink?" The ninja/bartender smiled and then replied with a curt nod, as she grabbed a clean glass and a bottle of whiskey, "I don't see why not. I was just kind of surprised that you'd allow yourself to drink so early in the day." Chloe sighed and replied with a knowing smile, "I'm making an exception in this case." Maze raised an eyebrow and gave the detective an intrigued grin.
After a moment of awkward silence, the ninja/demon bartender lifted the bottle of whiskey and had just begun to pour a generous measure of the requested beverage, when the two women suddenly heard the sound of the night clubs internal elevator door sliding open and then closed again. Maze placed the whiskey bottle back down on the counter, followed Chloe's gaze toward the other end of the night club and watched with anxious anticipation, as Lucifer slowly made his way out into the open carrying a medium sized light blue colored suitcase in each hand.
The night club owner's behavior and movements had seemed to be calm and confident enough, but the youthful homicide detective had more than enough experience in dealing with trauma victims during her many years on the force to be able to recognize a forced demeanor when she saw one. It was a solid theory that seemed to be confirmed almost immediately by the dear in the headlight expression that suddenly appeared on Lucifer's face, as his eyes met theirs. The night club owner started breathing hard, and his left hand dropped the suitcase to the floor, as he struggled with another un-expected and intense waive of panic.
Lucifer's trembling left hand suddenly went to his chest, and as if on cue, Chloe cautiously strolled over, and announced in a soft soothing voice, as she gently wrapped her arms around his waist and guided him towards one of the round tables, "Come with me, Lucifer. It looks like you need to have a sit down." Lucifer nodded silently and allowed himself to be lowered into one of the long and wide rectangular seats that surrounded the table. Chloe took the remaining suitcase out of her partners grip and calmly set it down on the floor right next to him.
She then cleared her throat and added, as she sat down in the seat right next to his, placed the vanilla envelope down on her lap and retrieved the bottle of tiny white pills from her jacket pocket, "Ok now, Lucifer. I'm going to need you to take one of these pills for me. I promise that it's going to make you feel so much better. In fact, it might even help you to forget that you were ever afraid to begin with." Chloe looked over at maze and asked casually, "Could I please get some water for Lucifer. He's really going to need it."
Without bothering to reply, the ninja/demon bartender grabbed a small bottle of water from underneath the counter and tossed it at Chloe who raised her right hand and caught it in mid-air with relative ease. "Wow! You really do have quick reflexes, Detective. Have you ever thought about trying out for the Olympics?", the night club owner stated in a voice that was filled with sheer astonishment. Chloe smiled and replied cheerfully, as she handed over the now opened bottle of water, unscrewed the lid of the medicine bottle and pulled out one of the tiny white pills, "I'm not so sure that I would have enough time for the needed training, but I have been really working hard on my reaction time lately."
Lucifer nodded, as he hesitantly reached for the white pill, placed it in his mouth and quickly swallowed it with a mouthful of the bottled water, before he could give himself the chance to change his mind. Chloe let out a long sigh and then said with a smile of appreciation, "Thank you, Lucifer. It's going to take a while before you start feeling the effects, so you're going to have to be patient and continue to bear with me on this, all right?" Lucifer nodded and replied calmly, "Yes. I'll do my absolute best, Detective." Chloe closed up the medicine bottle, and remarked, as she slowly got back to her feet grabbed the vanilla envelope and put the medicine bottle back into the pocket of her jacket, "Your best is all I can ask for, Lucifer. Now I think that it's time for us to head over to my place, so that I can get you all settled in."
Lucifer got to his feet as well and said quietly, as he gathered up the closest of the light blue suitcases, "Lead the way, detective." Chloe then looked towards the bar and declared with a reassuring smile, "You've got nothing to worry about, Maze. I promise that I'm going to take very good care of your boss." The ninja/demon bartender folded her arms and replied with a warning grin, "You better, Detective." Without bothering to reply, Chloe lead the way towards the short staircase of the night club's side entrance, when the ringtone of her phone suddenly went off.
The Homicide detective reached into her right front pants pocket, pulled out her cell phone and answered calmly, "Decker." After a few moments of silence, Chloe cleared her throat and added sincerely, "Yes, I completely understand, Lieutenant. My partner and I are on our way." With that, Chloe turned off her cell phone and calmly placed it back into her pants pocket. "What is it, Detective?", Lucifer asked worriedly, as he leaned over and picked up his other suitcase. Chloe looked at her partner and replied seriously, "It looks like we've got another one."
Homicide Detective Chloe Decker found the drive over to the new crime scene very interesting if somewhat weird. Lucifer had been jittery and quiet for most of the journey. It was only within the last few miles, that night club owner's physical trembling had completely stopped and his panicked laced labored breathing had totally evened out and returned to normal. He seemed to break out into lengthy giggle fits that would cause the young woman to temporarily take her eyes off the road and look over at him with a grin of curious wonderment. Finally, Chloe's curiosity got the better of her, and she asked with a worried smile, as she turned her eyes back towards the road, "Are you feeling all right, Lucifer?"
The night club owner nodded and replied with an excitable smile, "I swear to my father that whatever you gave me a half hour ago is some really good shit. I haven't felt so happy in such a long time." Chloe laughed and remarked gratefully, "Well, that's good to hear, Lucifer. I'm pleased that the medication's having a positive effect on you. Is that the reason why you can't stop giggling?" Lucifer just shrugged and replied truthfully, "Your guess is as good as mine, Detective." Chloe nodded in understanding and remarked thoughtfully, "It sounds like a side-effect of the medication you're on. I want you to promise me that if at anytime you feel something weird or un-pleasant start to come over you, or if you all of a sudden start feeling afraid and sad again that you'll let me know immediately."
Lucifer nodded and replied with a note of trusting sincerity in his voice that she'd never heard before, "I give you my word, detective." Chloe took a deep breath and mentally wondered if it wasn't the right time to take her care one step further and make an attempt at helping him to overcome his delusions of being the devil. Sadly, the sight of the large parking lot of a nearby gas station that had been surrounded with yellow police tape and numerous squad cars chased that train of thought out of her head.
The Homicide detective guided her car into the parking lot and then announced thoughtfully, as Lucifer and herself unbuckled their seat belts and disembarked from the vehicle simultaneously and closed the car doors behind them, "Ok, now. I'm aware that this is going to be quite difficult for you at the moment, but it's time to try to put all the giggling away and get serious for a little while." Lucifer nodded and said with a calm smile, "I promise that I'll do my best, Detective." Chloe lead the way over to the nearest uniformed officer and asked in a professionally detached voice, "What's the word on this one, officer Stevens?"
The thirty-two year old officer took a deep calming breath and replied worriedly, as he began to lead her and her partner over to the covered murder victim, "I think that the arrow on this particular cases weird shit-o-meter just went through the roof, Detective. we have a very hard working, 6'3, 215 lb. seventeen year old Caucasian male who (according to his fellow employees) until last night had everything going for him and an extremely bright future." The homicide detective nodded and asked curiously, "Ok, So, what's the weird part?" "See for yourself, Detective.", the youthful officer replied with a sigh, as he slowly uncovered the victims body.
Chloe and Lucifer both looked down towards the semi-naked body of the dead seventeen year old and were both stunned to find overlapping alpha and Omega symbols finely carved into the victim's chest. Lucifer knelt down beside the body and remarked with an agitated tone, as he reached over with his right hand and gently closed the deceased young man's eyes, " The poor sod. This looks like the handiwork of a certified nut-job." The officer nodded and replied in agreement, "I couldn't have said that better myself, Mr. Morningstar."
The uniformed officer then reached into his pocket and added as he pulled out a small video tape and handed it over to Chloe, "The other weird thing about this case was caught by this establishment's outside surveillance camera's. I assure you, detective, you're just not going to believe your own eyes." Lucifer got back to his feet and said with a gleeful smile, "So, we get a movie on top of everything ells. I'll make sure that we have plenty of soda and popcorn. Will this be in digital HD?" Chloe just stared at her partner for a moment in mute astonishment and then replied with an eye roll and lively shake of her head, "This's a surveillance video, Lucifer. it's not a full on Hollywood production."
The nightclub owner nodded and then asked wonderingly, "So, it's a no on the snacks then?" Chloe just sighed and then declared with a grateful smile, as turned to her fellow officer, "Thank you for all your help, officer Stevens. If you come across any other vital information, please let me know at once." The patrolman nodded and replied with a warm smile, "Yes, Mam." "Well done, officer.", Lucifer said with a grin, as he reached over and patted the officer kindly on the behind and then followed Chloe back towards her car leaving the patrolman just standing there with a shocked expression on his face.
It was late in the afternoon by the time Chloe guided her car back into the driveway of her mother's two story home. As usual, Trixie stood in front of the window and began jumping up and excitedly, As she watched, her mother get out of the car. She became ecstatic when she noticed Lucifer step out of the car a few seconds later. The young girl watched in anticipation, as the trunk of her mother's car flew open and Lucifer grabbed what looked to be a couple of light blue suitcases from inside and then gently closed it with his elbow. "Lucifer!", Trixie shouted with a delighted and excited smile as she ran up and threw her arms around the waist of the club owner, just as both he and Chloe had walked in the door causing him to accidentally drop his suitcases.
Chloe was counting down the seconds until her partners expected freak out, but she wasn't at all prepared for what happened next. Lucifer quickly dislodged himself from her daughter's grip and said with a welcoming smile, as he gracefully hauled Trixie's entire body into the air and began flying her around the living room like an airplane, "How is my favorite little human?' "Wow! Look at me, Mommy! I'm flying!", Trixie announced with a giggle of pure joy. Chloe nodded and replied with a smile of complete astonishment, "Yes, monkey! Mommy can see that!"
After a few moments, Lucifer gently sat Trixie back down on the living room floor. Chloe then looked at her daughter and asked trying to make herself sound casual, "Where's Julia, Trix?" The little girl looked towards the staircase and replied non-committedly, "She's upstairs using the bathroom, mommy." Chloe nodded and replied matter of factly, "Well, after Julia leaves, I'm going to need both you and Lucifer to start getting ready for dinner." "Is Lucifer staying over for dinner tonight?" Lucifer knelt down in front of the little girl and replied seriously, "I'm going to be staying the two of you for a while, little human." Trixie threw her arms around the nightclub owner's neck and said lovingly, as Chloe looked on with a broad smile, "Yay! I'll make you feel right at home, Lucifer."
A/N: This was my first attempt at writing comedy, so please give me your honest opinions. If there's anything that any of you think that I could have added or done differently with this chapter, please don't be afraid to let me know in a review. next up, we will get to see more fluffy fun time between Lucifer and Trixie, Chloe's current double Murder case will be going from strange to down right bazar, Amenadeil will be paying Maze a visit at Lux, and both Lucifer and Chloe will be paying Dan a visit in jail. Oh and my above author's note should in no way meant to be taken as a rant. I was simply trying to explain my position.