It all happened so fast. One minute, Lucifer was speaking with his charge when this other woman barged in with a gun forcing Chloe to draw hers in return.

From the body language of their suspect, it was evident that she was going to pull the trigger and that just doesn't sit well with the devil especially when the weapon is pointed at his partner. So he moved in with an almost inhuman speed and intercepted the lunatic but not before she fired the gun point-blank.

Lucifer doesn't feel the pain immediately, adrenaline rush and all, and managed to subdue the suspect while Chloe pulls out the cuffs. This is when she notices the bloodstains on his vest. When the rush died down, his legs almost gave out but he managed to slow down his descent and sat down on the platform.

"Lucifer?" The detective had grabbed a napkin from a nearby table and placed it on to his wound, where it got soaked in instant.

"It's not me who I'm worried about. Besides this is just a scratch, Detective. I'll get better once (you're out of range), I get treated at the hospital. Oh and bloody hell it hurts. Much worse than being shot through the leg."

Chloe chuckles and shakes her head. He could still make jokes which means he must really be alright.

"Is the room spinning?" He asks because he's pretty sure he didn't have too much to drink. It would take a bottle or ten to get him buzzed.

Chloe answers, "No,"

"It's not? Strange."

She waves over an EMT to assess the wound and when he arrives, Lucifer already lost consciousness. Backup and emergency services were only a block away and were within the vicinity minutes after the reported shooting.

"We need to get him to the hospital. It looks like the bullet nicked an artery."

She lets the paramedics wheel him into the ambulance. Chloe follows in her cruiser, silently muttering the words 'please be okay' like a mantra.

At last, they got into the hospital. They immediately prepped him for surgery, and the detective faintly heard about her partner crashing twice on the almost made her panic. This will be the third time he saved her life at his expense. He'd always been reckless, but he pulled through. This was a whole new level. You know how they say 'third time's the charm?' He may not be as lucky now.

Chloe calls Maze and Amenadiel and how they got there so quickly is another topic but well, the situation looks grim.

The devil wakes up and sees his demon, his brother, and his partner in the waiting area. He comes up to them and tells a joke, but he is ignored.

"Okay, not funny. Well, who are you guys waiting for?"

He asks, but his question is left unanswered. Moreover, they didn't even look at him, like he's some invisible thing or…

Wait.

Lucifer peeks into the OR and sees himself being worked on by the doctors. As he recalled the previous minutes, all he could remember was the conversation with Chloe and then nothing else.

Wait .

"No, no, no, no. This can't be happening. I am not going back to Hell! Bring me back to the mortal plane at once dear sister! Hellooooo? I know you can hear me!" He shouts at the top of his lungs.

"Ugh. Did you really have to scream, brother?" She appears behind him, twisting her little finger on her right ear.

"If you had come the first time I called, then I wouldn't have had to."

"Fine. Well, I can't help you. You're deceased, or nearly dead. You know, almost about to cross-the-threshold-kind-of-dead?"

"No. I cannot die from a human weapon. Not by a long shot!" He says incredulously.

"Pfft. Why do you keep on insisting then, on sticking with that human if she makes you killable? I don't get it."

"I'll explain it to you another time, Azrael. Time is of the essence here."

"Hmm." She crosses her arms defiantly, her hazel eyes a bit hard to read.

"Come on, sister! What would you want in return, huh? Tell me and it's yours." Lucifer offers reluctantly, but he's pretty sure she'll ask him something he may not be able to give.

"If I ask for your detective's life in exchange for yours, would you still make the deal?"

There it is. And the answer is simple.

"No. I'd rather die."

"So, why are you even trying to bargain? You offered your life inadvertently when you decided to take the bullet meant for her."

Lucifer didn't know how to answer that, although his sister did make a good point.

"But,"

And he hates to keep his hopes up but there may be a silver lining from how his sister delivered her next words.

"You have kept a war from happening at the expense of my blade no less. I still hate you for that, by the way. However, I'm going to help you just this once."

"Okay. Great. Do I get one from each sibling though?"

"Don't push it, Luci."

"Still, thank you."

"No, thank you , Lucifer. Talk soon?"

"Soon. Wait, before you go, were you going to bring me back to life anyhow?"

"No. But then again, this is what you needed and I'm giving it to you. Let's call it quits, k?"

"Right,"

"We got him."

The head surgeon sighed in relief. He had to save Morningstar not because he technically owes him a favor, but because he saved him once.

"He'll be fine. Close up the wound and I'll inform his family."

The surgeon goes out of the operating room and approached the detective and her companions. He tells them the good news, and they all felt relieved.

Lucifer will be out of commission for a few more hours, although the more important thing was that he's alive.

A few days later and the club owner walks in casually at the precinct, earning a round of applause as he did. He wasn't sure what the fuss was all about, but he flashed them a smile and then sat on the swivel chair in front of Chloe.

"Detective,"

"What are you doing here?"

"I... Came here to work? Am I being booted off? Is that the reason for the applause? Gosh. I thought these people liked me."

"What? Of course, they liked you. Word gets around you know. Your heroics didn't go unnoticed."

"Well, as I've mentioned before, you're too interesting to let die. I'd give my life up for you any day Detective."

"Why?"

"Why not? Enough with this chitchat. Do we have a case?"

"Do you remember what you said to me back in the hospital?"

"I-I said something?" His frown is enough to tell Chloe he isn't bluffing. He really couldn't remember what he said. "What did I say?"

"It's nothing." She tries to feign her disappointment.

"You wouldn't look or sound upset if it was 'nothing', Detective. Come on, spit it out."

Amenadiel and Maze did a quick scan of Lucifer and decided they should leave Decker to it. Chloe didn't want to go anyway until she was sure that her partner would wake up. The doctors told them that he coded on the table five times apart from the two in the ambulance before they got his pulse back.

Chloe lightly touches the area above the gunshot wound and kind of berated him for once again risking his life for her sake.

"Easiest decision I've ever made, Chloe." Her eyes widen when he groggily spoke, eyes at half-mast.

"Lucifer?"

He doesn't answer. Maybe he's dreaming.

"I love you. I've always loved you. I know I can't have you but, I will always be your partner. No matter what. I've been meaning to tell you, I just..."

His voice fades away and he was fast asleep again.

Chloe sighs.

Well, he doesn't remember anyway, and if he does...we'll cross the bridge when we get there.

"Fine. I feel the same way. On both accounts."

"Huh? What does that even mean?"

"Don't overthink it. Come on, we're needed at the crime scene."

I'm wandering the streets in a world underneath it all
And nothing seems to be
Nothing tastes as sweet, as I what I can't have
Like you and the way that you're twisting your hair 'round your fingers
But tonight I'm not afraid to tell you
What I feel about you

Forgive me if I stutter
From all of the clutter in my head
Coz I could fall asleep in those eyes
Like a waterbed
No more camouflage I want to be exposed
And not be afraid to fall

You always want what you can't have
But I've got to try
Muster every ounce of confidence I have
For you, I will

-Teddy Geiger

A/N: All I can say is, I'm excited for next week's episode! :)