Thank you everyone for your reviews! I had a few ideas for how to continue this story so I hope you liked the one I went with.
Chloe was panicking. She knew she was panicking and that she needed to calm down so she could think clearly. But when you are knocked up by the devil and had a mysterious old man cryptically give you relationship advice, Chloe's opinion that gave you the right to panic. Double so when the old man in question did not give you his name and seem to know intimate details about your life. She managed to make it back to her house despite her inner turmoil.
A bath. A hot bath was what she need. Move towards the bathroom her mind began to work again. She had probably miss hard the old man. Yes, that was it. She had misunderstood him. It took ten minutes of repeating this to herself for her to believe it. By the time she was lowering herself into the tub her mind was at work trying to figure out what in the hell she was going to say to Lucifer. It was not as though whatever was going on between them was stable.
The old man had asked her if she wanted this child. And, while the thought filled her with happiness the reality of her situation rested heavy on her. Even if Lucifer wanted to be involved what would this child be? Would it be the heir to Hell? Doomed to reign over the damned with its father? How could she bring a child into the world with that kind of fate? That thought brought tears again. No, she refused. She would not bring a child into this world if its fate was already decided to be something so terrible. Lucifer would have to give her answers. With the singled-mindedness that Lucifer teased her for she got out of the tube, dried off, dressed, drove to Lux, and stormed into Lucifer's penthouse.
She throw the doors open and there he was. Sitting with his usual drink in one hand and a book in the other. His express was one of surprise but quickly melted into his trademark smirk. She stood, glaring at him. This was all his fault she thought. And he was smirking at her like an idiot.
"Detective! Back so-"
"Lucifer you god-damn MORON!" That caught his attention. His eyebrows nearly reached his hair line.
"Now what is this about? Whatever it is there is no need to be rude I'm sure." She was moving towards him almost without realizing what she was doing. He stood up from his chair just as she was within a foot of him.
"Why the hell didn't you tell me this could happen! How many more bastards do you have running around out there? You are such a self-centered prick!" She was yelling and not making any sense she knew but she couldn't stop. She was to angry, to frustrated to care that he was looking at her like she had sprouted three heads. She continued berating him for several minutes before she began losing steam and Lucifer was finally able to speak.
"Woman! Calm down. What is this all about? I mean, I thought we left things on rather good terms." He had that shit-eating grin on his face she noted as he continued. "What could I have done in such short a time to upset you so?"
Chloe looked him dead in the eye, "I'm pregnant."
Endnote: I'm so glad people like this story. I keep getting ideas for it, the hardest part choosing which ideas I want to go with. The Old Man might make another appearance in this story later one, I'm very fond of his character.