It wasn't that long since everything blew over and he had messed up so bad, and he knew, he knew she was done with him.

Due to his impulsiveness, an entire squad died from an explosion. An incident that could have been prevented had he not meddled with what he wasn't supposed to. The only reason Chloe's alive was because Lucifer pulled her out. Not that she wasn't grateful but, he was selfish, even declaring that under no circumstances would he choose anyone else over her. One life for an entire squad.

Chloe Decker would have to live with that for the rest of her life.

"How many times must I apologize, Detective?"

"Your apology won't bring them back, but it is appreciated." Her voice was cold towards him, and even though he meant what he said, it doesn't change the fact that lives were lost. "Get out of here, Lucifer. You're only making it worst. The LAPD is done with you."

And he gets it, he really does. He's beating himself over it, repeatedly, and if he ever goes back to Hell, or is forced to, he will probably relive that day over and over. However, saving her, choosing her above all else was something he will not regret. He's damned either way, what else is new?

Not once did his feelings for her waned, even when she found herself someone worthy of her. Somewhere deep, deep down, he's really happy for his detective, although more often than not, he wished it was him who she'd spend her life with.

As luck would have it, Chloe caught him sneaking out of the wedding reception.

"Congratulations, Detective." Lucifer flashed his famous grin but she didn't look pleased.

"What are you doing here?"

"Well, I've been known for gate crashing, so...but, uh, I wanted to see you." Out of habit, he raked his hands over his hair, seemingly running out of words. "I wanted to tell you…"

"Tell me what?"

He clasped his palms and breathed a sigh.

"I love you. I always have and always will."

Chloe frowned. She wasn't ready for this. She had harbored feelings for him back then, but it was different now. Besides, he'd been gone for quite some time.

"Ah, not to worry, Detective. I just wanted to let you know. It doesn't change anything."

"You're right, it doesn't. Anyway, I have to get back."

"Yes, best be on your way." Farewell, Chloe.

Secretly, she watched him go, spared him a lone tear because even after all these years, he still meant something to her, more than he'll know. And he'll never know. Because she was supposed to have moved on.

I know you think that I shouldn't still love you,
Or tell you that.
But if I didn't say it, well I'd still have felt it
Where's the sense in that?

I promise I'm not trying to make your life harder
Or return to where we were

But I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be

I know I left too much mess and destruction
To come back again
And I caused nothing but trouble
I understand if you can't talk to me again

And if you live by the rules of "it's over"
Then I'm sure that that makes sense

And when we meet
Which I'm sure we will
All that was there
Will be there still
I'll let it pass
And hold my tongue
And you will think
That I've moved on...

-Dido