Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own Lucifer. I'm just borrowing characters. The words are mine, though.
Characters: Lucifer, Chloe
Inspired by: "Tear in my heart" by Twenty One Pilots
Spoilers: Nada (though one might call this one foreshadowing)
Set sometime in Season 1
Potholes
Even though they had shook their pursuers some time ago, Lucifer kept on going, driving the car as fast as it would go.
Every time he hit a hole in the road, there was a distinct lack of sound which was unnerving. The Detective was very deliberately quiet and this – more than anything – was a sure sign she was in a lot of pain.
"Detective –", Lucifer began, clutching the steering wheel with so much force his knuckles had turned white.
He vaguely wondered about the way his voice differed from usual.
She cut him short: "Later. Please."
If he had been sure his father was interested (or even watching) he might have considered to ask him for help, if only to quench the strange, nagging feeling inside him that tried to tell him this whole mess was his fault.
But he and Dad weren't on speaking terms any more: A lot more would have to happen for him to beg his father for help – so he just concentrated on hitting as few bumps and holes on the way as he could to avoid causing Chloe more pain and to get his Detective to a hospital as soon as possible.