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"Chloe! Watch this!"

Never had scarier words been spoken. It had been four months since Luken had been born and to her horror and amazement Lucifer seemed to be quite a hands on dad. The Devil was completely enthralled with his progeny, watching every single thing the child did with wonderment. While for most mothers it would have been heart warming, for the detective it was terrifying. Hence her walking in the door to see Lucifer dangling her sixteen week old child over the banister of her home with a crazed expression.

"Lucifer, no!" she screamed, dropping her purse and running forward. He wasn't out to get the baby per se but he seemed to believe they were more durable than one would think. She had caught him carrying him around like a football more than once and Chloe had explained in explicit detail that despite it being a small human it could not in fact care for itself while he had a smoke.

This was the moment she had been waiting for and fearing, the moment he snapped. It was bound to happen, the man wasn't exactly parental material and he had been here almost daily since Luke's birth. The Devil was going to kill her child. In horror she watched his large hands release her child, watched her beautiful black haired green-eyed little boy begin to fall. Her eyes took in the way his small chubby limbs flailed, his small cry, and knew she wasn't going to make it in time. She waited for the moment of impact, for her world to turn upside down but just like everything else in her life now, things didn't go as expected.

Chloe watched, gob smacked, as the baby almost seemed to float down to the ground and land softly on his bottom before squealing in joy and giggling.

Lucifer hurriedly ran down the steps and scooped up Luke and spun him around, laughing excitedly. "Splendid!"

"Wha-" she tried before sucking in a deep breath to try to push down all her emotions from a moment ago. "What the fuck was that?"

Surprised at her tone he held his son closer and arched a brow. "Did you not see? Do you want me to do it again?"

"No!" the blonde shouted before trying again, fighting the urge to rip her child from his arms. "Why would you drop Luke off the stairs? He could have died."

"Nonsense," he chuckled. "You weren't paying attention obviously." Moving closer to his detective he twisted the boy in his hands around so his back was showing. "He's fine, better than fine. He has wings!"

Oh yes, everything was fine now. The reason Lucifer had dropped her son off the stairs was because he had wings. That made perfect sense. "What?" she cried, finally noticing something that wasn't there earlier on Luke's back.

She couldn't believe it. There were wings.

They were almost transparent and only about a foot long but they were wings. Reaching out she ran her hands gently down them but jerked back when her son squealed loudly.

"They're sensitive," Lucifer offered when she looked up nervously. "Doesn't hurt, just tickles." Being with Chloe so much he was picking up on her cues more quickly and could see she was having a hard time accepting this and was heading for a breakdown. He had to stop her; he was on a seventeen-day winning streak of not traumatizing her. "Chloe, love, it's fine. They look exactly as they should, they'll become more corporeal as he gets a bit older and I can hide them if need be." When her eye twitched he switched gears. "Touch them again, there's nothing like a new set of wings."

She ran a hand through her hair looking frazzled and reached out to take her child. Comfort filled her instantly when she held him to her and with a trembling hand she touched the wings again. Expecting the squeal this time she didn't pull away and soon found herself smiling as her fingers caressed the down objects. Feeling an arm wrap around her waist she leaned into Lucifer and looked up at him smiling affectionately at Luke. How did he do this, calm her so easily now? Was it something he was doing or was she just getting used to the craziness surrounding him at all times?

A knock on the door made Lucifer pull away and walk over, swinging open the white wood for only a moment before slamming it shut.

"Who's there?" Chloe demanded.

"Amenadiel."

With a sigh she moved past him and swung it open again, smiling pleasantly at their guest. Their relationship had grown quickly now that he wasn't trying to murder her boyfriend. "Ignore him."

The angel grinned, "I always do. How's my nephew today?" Holding out his hands he paused before his eyes got the same twinkle that Lucifer's did. "He has wings?" he asked excitedly. "Amazing." Gently he took Luke from Chloe and though he could feel his little brother's glare he ignored it and happily coddled the child. A laugh escaped him only a minute later. "He has the same scowl you do Luci!"

Chloe giggled as Lucifer glared harder, then tried to stop himself to not allow his sibling to be right. "You're lucky you're holding the child."

Spinning the child so they could both see the Devil he grinned wider. "Oh, your dad's getting angry. He's got on his sassy pants today. Everyday is sassy pants day for Luci."

Refusing to back down his eyes began to glow, the effects diminished when Luken happily giggled and reached for him. It seemed the things he used to strike fear into humans, demons, and angels alike made his offspring laugh. Go figure.

After reluctantly handing over the child he seemed to rarely get to hold he watched his brother curiously. The youngest in the family had always been a self-absorbed asshole of epic proportions, the most spiteful jackass to ever live. As he had grown and aged instead of becoming wiser and kinder he had become wrathful and angry yet right now he looked more at ease with his existence than he ever had before. His smile was sincere and easy, his demeanor calm, and it suddenly struck Amenadiel how scarily easy this child could disarm one of the most powerful beings in existence. He would have to use this to his advantage; it may save him from future punches.

Lucifer's eyes lit up, "Want to see him fly?"

"Lucifer no!"

Chloe had insisted they go to the park.

Lucifer wasn't against nature; he just wasn't really a fan of it. Between the dirt, grass, bugs, and people the park was almost his worst nightmare yet here they were amongst all its germy glory.

"Would you stop?" Chloe laughed, watching Lucifer meticulously swipe off the bench seat before he would even think of sitting down.

Lucifer stilled, only his head turning as he stared at her in incredulity. "This is a Brioni Colosseo check wool suit, it's worth more than Luken."

"Except people don't have price tags," she scoffed.

He arched a dark brow, "You know they do, you all just choose to not acknowledge it."

"You're terrible."

As expected her insult bounced right off him and he rolled his eyes, finally giving up and staring down at the dirt spot still there. Fucking nature. "I'm thirsty, I'll be back."

"I would love something to drink, you're so thoughtful asking me too," she sarcastically smirked. When he impatiently tapped his foot she debated shooting it off for a moment. "An iced hazelnut coffee please."

Chloe watched him walk away, his long legs separating them quickly. With a shake of her head and a smile she plucked Luke out of his stroller and sat him on her lap, giggling when he gurgled and squealed happily.

"He's beautiful."

Alarmed she hadn't noticed anyone she jerked slightly and whipped around to look at an older gentleman who reminded her strongly of James Brolin. She had no idea where he had come from but she smiled pleasantly in thanks and though she felt unease at his surprise appearance she didn't feel nervous. "Thank you."

The man moved closer and after holding out a hand and raising a brow in a strangely familiar fashion he asked, "May I sit?"

Chloe scooted over; making sure the diaper bag with her pistol was close, and made room for him to drop down. He was dressed nicely, not formal like Lucifer always was but still clean and upscale and his dark eyes watched Luken before he asked, "What's his name?"

"Luke."

"I like it," he offered, leaning back and kicking out his feet, arms crossing on his stomach as he made himself comfortable. "I'm Elroi."

The detective shifted her son on her lap and held out her hand, shaking his firmly. "Chloe, nice to meet you."

A small butterfly floated over to them and landed on Luken's head, Chloe swatting it away with a wave of her hand and laughing when it continued to stick around. There was a comfortable lull in the conversation and she sucked in a deep breath of the fresh air.

"You look very comfortable with him, I take it he isn't your first?"

"No," she replied. "I have a daughter too, older."

Elroi nodded, "I have three boys, all grown of course."

"Grandkids?"

The man's eyes crinkled with mirth at the edges and he nodded once. "Just one." Sniffing he placed his hands on his knees and pushed himself up, turning to face her once more. "It was a pleasure meeting you and Luke."

"You too." Unable to stop herself she asked, "Have we met before? Something about you seems really familiar."

The man shook his head and began to walk away, "I get that a lot."

Humming softly she looked back to Luke, sucking in a breath when she heard the man's final words.

"You're a good woman Chloe, you make him happy and that's all I ever wanted for him."

Whipping around, heart pounding she didn't see him anywhere and let out a scream when she turned back and Lucifer was there, grinning. "Jumpy today are we?"

"I- you-" she tried before blowing out a breath. "Did you see anyone when you walked up?"

A frown made his brows draw together. "No."

Gratefully taking her cup from him she took a sip and looked over her shoulder once again. "This man was here, older. He sat and talked to me for a few minutes."

"What did he want?" he asked curiously, sitting down next to her and taking a sip of his coffee.

"Nothing," she shrugged. "We just talked about Luke and his kids for a minute and then he left. He seemed to maybe know you," she added carefully.

At this Lucifer laughed, "Everyone knows me darling, I'm the life of every party."

"No, I think he knew you."

That was unexpected. "What was his name?"

"Elroy."

Lucifer stilled for a moment and glanced around, seeing no one. "Not Elroy, El Roi."

"What's it mean?"

"God."

Chloe blanched, she had the suspicion but to have it confirmed- "I just talked to God?"

Lucifer nodded, "Yup, hope you weren't your normal rude self."

"Oh screw you."

"Put the child in the stroller and we can right here on the bench."

"Perv."