Hell breaks loose

by bibi1311

I received a few prompts and decided to give some of them a go. Thanks, Darkstarius :D. In a few words, some demons escaped Hell and are bringing havoc and murder on Earth. Lucifer is informed by one his loyal ones of the situation. Chloe's at the penthouse when it happens. The demon refers to Lucifer as his Lord/Liege/Master. Lucifer asks him to treat Chloe as his Queen.

4. Chapter 4

So here's the final chapter of Hell Breaks Lose.
Have fun :D.

CHAPTER 4 - EPILOGUE

Lucifer takes off his jacket, folds it on the floor and rolls up his sleeves. He looks at Chloe.

"Whatever happens, promise won't intervene."

"Lucifer…"

"Promise me you won't intervene." He repeats.

"You have my word." She pauses. "Shouldn't I go, so you have your immortality?"

Lucifer takes her suggestion into careful consideration. She does have a point. But at the same time, he's fighting a superior demon, so his immortality is cancelled anyway, and so far Chloe never affected his strength. His immortality was screwed either way, so there was no point in sending her away. He'd rather keep an eye on her, make sure Astaroth didn't disappear to attack her when she was alone - or rather one of his other minions.

"No." He simply answers, giving her a concerned look. "It's best if you stay. Just don't stay too close to the heat." He adds.

"Okay." Lucifer takes a step towards Astaroth. Chloe grabs his arm. "Just… Be careful." She gives him a grin almost mirroring his usual smile. "You and I have unfinished business."

He looks deep into her eyes. "Don't worry about it, Darling. I have every intention of finishing what we started." He winks at her, before sprinting towards the demon.

Astaroth mirrors his actions and runs to him. The demon throws the first punch and Lucifer easily dodges it, his right knee going to the floor. This position gives the Devil the perfect angle to sweep Astaroth off his feet. The punch Lucifer lands is enough to send the demon a few feet away, the force of the blow almost breaking his femur. Lucifer stands up and walks over to the demon on the ground to finish the job. But Astaroth is quicker this time and avoids the former King of Hell's right hook by rolling to the side. Lucifer's fist collides with the dirt - where the demon's head was supposed to be - leaving a hole in the ground. This time Astaroth doesn't miss and kicks the Devil in the stomach. Surprise is written all over the Devil's face. Clearly, he didn't expect Astaroth to be so quick. Lucifer rises a few feet above the ground before landing heavily a few yards away. He grunts as he struggles to get back on his feet. It takes everything Chloe has not to rush to his side to help him up, but she knows she doesn't stand a chance against Astaroth. The said demon smirks.

"I bet you didn't see that one coming, Lucifer." He mocks his former master. "Look at you! You, the former King of Hell, struggling to get back on your feet after just a simple kick. You're pathetic."

Lucifer finally stands on his two feet, still holding his side. The bloody kick landed square on the wound he got after his latest encounter with Amenadiel. Once again the two brothers had solved their differences regarding their mother's fate with their fists, and Amenadiel had landed a wicked punch on one of his ribs, breaking it in the process. It was almost healed - until now that is. His dumb brother wanted to offer Charlotte to their Father to get back on His good side. Lucifer rejected the archangel's proposal, refusing to let his Dad win, not after Uriel's death. If God hadn't managed to bend the Devil to his will, there was no way in Hell Amenadiel was gonna do it. Lucifer stops his train of thoughts, takes a deep breath and forces the pain of his broken rib away. He stares at Astaroth, his face unreadable.

"You think a simple kick can take me down?" He shifts to his devil form. "Come on Astaroth, don't tell me that's all you've got in store for me." He grins. "Or have you learnt nothing from our last encounter. To me, you look as weak as you did centuries ago."

Astaroth growls and rushes to Lucifer arching his arm to strike with all his might. The Devil has what he wanted, Astaroth is mad, and a mad fighter is easier to beat because he doesn't take all the different elements of his environment into account. Lucifer easily dodges the demon's right hook and blocks the left one. He tightens his grip on Astaroth's fist and a cracking sound can be heard.

"I hate to break it to you, but I've played enough." Lucifer says. "This time I'm fighting back." He finishes as his other fist connects with the demon's jaw, shattering it in the process. Astaroth falls to the ground holding his jaw. "Now stay down if you know what's good for you." Lucifer tells him.

But Astaroth decides otherwise, this time he won't bow down to Lucifer, even if it should cost him his life. He strikes at the Devil with all his remaining strength. Lucifer sees the hit coming and blocks it. Unfortunately he misjudged the force behind the demon's action and he ends up in the nearby tree, the shock awakening the pain in his side. Astaroth seizes this tiny window of opportunity and lands a left jab just above Lucier's cheekbone, before stepping away to take a breath. Lucifer holds his nose and wipes the blood trickling down his face. He spits a mouthful of the red liquid.

"Now you've really pissed me off!" Lucifer says.

Astaroth decides to push his luck and tries to land a uppercut. Lucifer blocks it and hits him hard on his side, almost breaking the demon's ribs. With this hit, the Devil finally gains the upper hand again. Lucifer grabs him and pins against the tree he was against just a moment ago. The tree cracks open from the blow. Astaroth falls to the ground . This time Lucifer is quick enough and soon straddles him punching him with both fists. After trying to protect his face as best as he could, and taking Lucifer's punches, Astaroth finds a way to push the Devil off him. In a blink the two supernatural beings face each other again. Both of them bloodied and breathing hard. Lucifer is the first one to speak.

"Give up Astaroth, you can't win this. I beat you once and I'll do it again." He smirks, reopening the cut on his lower lip. "Face it, you're no match for me. Surrender to me and maybe I'll grant you a quick death, instead of sending you back to Hell."

"You're right Lucifer, I can't win this." A dark smiles appears on his face. "But I can at least go out with a bang."

"What do you mean?"

"I have a theory I want to test before I leave this world for good." He doesn't give the Devil any time to answer. "You see, word in Hell is that this pathetic human makes you mortal. But if she were to die, how much would it impact you?"

All smugness disappears from the Devil's face. "You know I won't let you get close enough to hurt her."

"I know." He chuckles. "But let's see how fast you can be compared to a bullet." He draws out a small gun, aims it at Chloe and presses the trigger.

"Noooooo!" Lucifer yells as he rushes to Chloe. He manages to push the Detective aside, but not far enough. Lucky for Chloe the bullet just grazes her arm. Seeing he missed his shot, Astaroth gets ready to fire a second round. Lucifer uses his speed to reach the demon.

"You should have surrendered when you had the chance." He growls out as he snaps Astaroth's neck.

As the neck cracks, Lucifer also hears the gun firing. Short after, Astaroth falls limp to the ground, Lucifer feels something warm seeping through his purple shirt. His right hand goes to his side to check what's happening, although his body knows exactly what happened - he's been shot. He looks at his bloodied hand.

"Shit! Not again." He breathes out as he falls to his knees. Chloe is at his side in an instant. She holds him and presses down on the wound.

"Lucifer!" Her voice is filled with panic.

Lucifer looks back at her. "You're bleeding." He says.

"I'm fine." She answers, as she takes out her phone with her free hand. She dials 911. "Officer Decker. I have an agent down. I need an ambulance here ASAP. There's been a shooting."

She then gives their location. Once she hangs up, she drops her phone on the ground and turns her full attention back to the Devil. She presses harder on the wound, desperately trying to stop the bleeding.

"Stay with me Lucifer! Help is on the way. Just stay awake." Her eyes turns glossy and she fights to hold back her tears.

"Chloe." Lucifer tries to speak, but his breathing is too labored. He closes his eyes and opens them again, concentrating hard. Chloe presses on the wound even more. "Chloe." He tries again. "There's something I need to say before I go." He has to stop to breath again, his eyes slowly closing.

"You can say it later, you're going to be fine. All you have to do is focus on my voice and stay with me." She hears a weak cough and more blood escapes his mouth. "Lucifer!" She calls him, as his eyes close. "Come on! Open your eyes! Don't you fucking die on me. You're the Devil, you can't die. Come on! Wake up!" She says again, hitting his chest hard. But it's useless. Chloe can't hold back the tears anymore and she presses the Devil's head to her chest as the sun finally rises over LA, shining a yellowish light on the City of Angels.

Lucifer's point of view

As soon as Lucifer sees the gun in Astaroth's hand he sprints towards Chloe. He hears the detonation. " How could I not notice it before! " He scolds himself. He pushes Chloe out of the way and braces himself for the impact between him and the small metallic object. Relief washes over him when he doesn't feel any pain. He looks over at Chloe and sees her clutch her arm. He doesn't have time ponder any longer if Chloe is seriously injured as Astaroth gets ready to fire again. He reaches him and twists his neck. But as Astaroth falls to the ground, he hears another detonation. He immediately turns to Chloe. " The Detective is still standing. Good. " He thinks. Then he registers what exactly happened. His hand is dark red when he removes it from his side. " Less good ." He mentally adds, before feeling his knees colliding with the ground. Then his brain takes notice of what fully happened and pain shoots through his body. "Shit! Not again . " He breathes out.

He blacks out for a moment and the pain of Chloe's hand on his wound brings him back. Then he feels her hand on his face. He's tempted to get lost in the feeling of her soft skin, but refocuses his attention when he sees some red on her shirt. "You're bleeding." He tells her. Then he vaguely sees her lips moving, but can't make out any of the words. He feels the coppery taste of blood, mixed with some dirt in his mouth. Then he feels her warm hand on his face again, as she still presses down on his side. But the pain is less and less present. "Chloe." He tries to say, concentrating hard to find the rest of his thought. He takes a deep breath in, but somehow the oxygen doesn't seem to reach his lungs. He opens his eyes again and gives it another try. "Chloe, there's something I need to say before I go." Before he can finish, he feels a sleepiness overtake him. He tries to fight it and do as the Detective asks, but the weight of it all is too much and slowly his eyelids close for good, blackness engulfing his world.

After what feels an eternity Lucifer feels his body again. He reluctantly opens his eyes, not at all eager to see the ash-covered landscape and black corridors of Hell, as it happened the first two times he died. Instead of the dark atmosphere, a bright light blinds him. He feels his body becoming lighter and lighter and slowly flying off, as if controlled by an unknown force. He tries to fight it but to no avail. He finally lands softly on a green field, a warm feeling creeping up his chest. He takes in his surroundings and realises he's standing in the middle of an orchard. His eyes know this place, but it takes a bit longer for his mind to make the connections. He closes his eyes, refusing the reality of this place. He squeezes them hard, and opens them once more. He's still in the middle of this beautiful orchard. "Eden, really Dad?" He says into the empty air.

As if on cue two archangels appear on his sides. He can't hold back his snort when he sees who they are.

"Raphael, Michael! Long time, no see."

"Brother." Raphael greets the Devil. Michael just looks at Lucifer, his eyes cold. "Father wishes to see you." Raphael informs his little brother.

"Well don't I feel lucky." He answers, gluing his grin on his face.

Despite his perfect composure, he can't help the knot in his throat. The last time his Father asked to see him wasn't the highest point in his angelic career. It had even been the lowest one possible, since he ended up in Hell straight after. He stands up, removes his brothers' hands from his shoulders and rearranges his suit. Let it never be said the Devil met anyone in less than his best. He quickly follows his two older brothers, reminiscing about a time he lived in this place, concern-free and somewhat happy. After a few minutes walk, they finally reach a small wooden house. The house is small, modest and fully made of wood. Lucifer chuckles. The cabin looks like it's straight out of " The Little House in the Prairie ".

"Did Dad finally decide to go small?" He asks Raphael.

His brother looks back at him, annoyed. The archangel opens the door. When Lucifer sees the Silver City hidden in this tiny house, he can't help to comment on it. "I guess not!"

The Silver City

His eyes dart from one side to the other and Lucifer does a 360° just to make sure this isn't some kind of trick. He sees huge white buildings all around him, the light reflecting on each of them, offering a sensation of happiness and warmth. He sees hundreds of angels, cherubs and seraphims flying around from one opening to another. In the middle stands a gigantic tower richly decorated and sculpted, a shining silver thread snaking around it from the bottom up to the glass statue at the top of it. Lucifer absentmindedly fidgets his onyx ring. As his finger traces the outside of the silver jewel, his heart sinks when he recalls his days here as a young archangel. The Silver City is even more magnificent than he remembers, especially the apartments in the central tower, where he lived as an archangel. As he closes the distance with the center of the city, he realises that even though he never really missed the inhabitants of this place, the magnificence of it still leaves him speechless. Along with Earth, the Silver City are one of his Dad's best work. And he wasn't saying that because he helped to design both of them. Michael roughly pushes him forward and brings him back to the present.

"He is waiting for you in the audience room."

"How do I get there?"

"Use your wings." Raphael says

"Funny you haven't heard about this." He says, smiling. "I don't have them anymore."

"How is that possible?" Michael asks, outraged.

"Easy." Lucifer's enjoying this far more than he should. "I asked Maze to cut them, and then I burnt them while Amenadiel was watching." He shrugs his shoulders. "I wasn't using them anymore anyway. They were just a relic of my life here, just worth what some fanatics were willing to pay for them." He smiles, playing his part to perfection. But his heart still hurts when he thinks about both the physical and psychological pain he felt as Maze cut out a part of him.

"But they were a gift from Father, a piece of divinity." Raphael says, not believing the Devil's tale.

"And I despise everything they stand for." He replies, putting a definite end to their conversation. "So… How do I get up there. You don't suppose Dad could come down from his tower for once?" He jokes.

Raphael turns around and shows Lucifer his back. Disbelief is written all over the Devil's face. "Are you offering me a piggyback ride?"

"I could carry you if you'd rather." Raphael answers, the hint of a smile showing on his angelic face.

"Since I have a choice, I'll take the piggyback ride." He reluctantly agrees as he climbs on his brother's back. " At least they'll have something fun to talk about, even if it last only a few centuries. " He thinks as Raphael lands in a huge hall.

Raphael drops Lucifer down and puts his right knee on the white marble floor soon after, bowing down in respect to his Father. Lucifer actually ponders about doing the same, but decides against it. Instead he ever so slightly nods in respect. Flipping him the bird from Hell or Earth was one thing, but blatantly disrespecting him in His own home was a whole other level. Lucifer had been - including this one - three times in this room. The first one was when his Father assigned him his duty as the Lightbringer. The second was after his rebellion and he was kicked out straight after. And the third one was now. And the outcome of this meeting was still unknown.

"Raphael." A voice resonates. "Leave us!"

"Yes Father." The archangel answers. He puts his hand on his brother's shoulder and squeezes it before finally diving out of the tower.

Lucifer looks at the end of the hall and sees a white light coming from behind a glass throne. " Still hiding away, I see. " He thinks. Then the voice speaks again.

"Samael."

"I don't go by that name anymore." He answers flatly, while he walks carefully towards the light.

"Son, I gave you that name at your birth and you'll remain Samael until your existence ends." The deep voice patronizes him.

Suddenly Lucifer remembers just why he decided to lead this little rebellion. He ignores his dad's last comment. "Why did you bring me here Dad?" He smirks. "I thought you wanted me back in Hell. So why am I here?"

"I want to give another chance Samael."

"Another chance?"

"You're not the same son I sent to Hell millennials ago. Somehow you've managed to change, grow more human. Welcoming them in Hell and living with them these last few years somehow made you a better being. And I thought you deserved a reward for this. I sent you to Hell because you were too centered on your own needs, and I thought it could be a good lesson for you."

"Look who's talking." He mumbles. Then more clearly. "Right." He pauses and takes another step. "Aren't you glad you let Mom convinced you not to erase me from existence then."

"Is that what She told you?"

"Whatever Dad." He answers, sounding exactly like the teenage archangel he was before this whole thing went south. "I don't think you brought me here to take a trip down memory lane." Lucifer adds.

Then God finally appears. Lucifer is surprised at the appearance he chose this time. He's a middle-aged man, probably around 55 years-old, clean shaven, barefoot and wearing a pair of jeans and a white linen shirt.

"Careful with your tone, Son." He warns Lucifer. "You're right Samael. I didn't bring you here to talk about the past. What's done is done. Despite what you think, I've watched you from afar." Lucifer bites the inside of his cheek to hold back his reply. He still says it in his mind though. " You Perv' ". "You've changed a lot around this human female."

"It's not like you put her in my path, right?" He replies, ironic, his voice still holding some defiance, despite his warning.

"And I don't regret it." He gives Lucifer a warm smile. "She served her purpose well and went beyond my expectations for you. She managed to redeem you."

"What do you mean 'She redeemed me'?"

"She showed you a better path than the one you were on after your Fall all those eons ago."

"Yeah, because you had nothing to do with me taking this path back then." He talks back. "What does it mean for me and Chloe?"

"It means you have a choice to make, Son."

"A choice?"

"By showing me you could change and be redeemed, you proved me that you were ready for your banishment to end. And also that you were worthy of the Grace I gave you when I made you the Lightbringer."

"So what are offering exactly, Dad?"

"Given what happened, I have decided to give you back your wings and your former place here in the Silver City. You won't remember your time on Earth, nor the time you spent in Hell."

Lucifer's features tense. "So you expect me to just bow down to you and resume my old life as if nothing happened? What about Mom, Amenadiel, Maze, Linda? What about how I felt after you banished your favorite son to Hell?" He takes a deep breath and chuckles. "Well, you see, Father , I have this knee condition, and I can't really kneel… So I guess I'll just pass on your offer." His voice is cocky. He goes on. "Chloe served her purpose and all is forgiven. Is that what you're offering?" He takes a step towards his Father.

"Careful, Samael!" His voice grows menacing.

"What if I refuse you offer, Dad?" He continues. "You'll send me back to Hell, is that it?"

God decides to let Lucifer's outburst slide. "If you refuse to come back home, you'll resume your position in Hell permanently. And if you decide to keep this little rebellion of yours going, this human will end up in your kingdom when her time comes."

Lucifer cuts in. "So if I get this right, I can either come back here and be at your orders again, forgetting everything that happened the last 2000 years, and of course forgiving you for shunning me for all eternity in the face of your little creation, because you refused to give your own essence what you gave your newest toy. Or I go back to Hell and play the good little archangel you want me to be, or else the woman I love - the woman YOU put in my path to redeem me - will be damned." The anger and contempt in his voice is unmistakable. "Not much of a choice, is there, Dad ."

"You'll be the Lightbringer again." His father answers, sure of himself.

Lucifer's eyes fill with hate. "I'd rather stay in Hell and keep the memories of my time on Earth, rather than come and live here under your so-called guidance." He looks straight into His eyes. "For your information, I've felt more at home during these last five years on Earth among your little project, than I ever did here, or in hell."

God sighs. "I'm disappointed in you, Samael."

"Tell me something I don't know, Dad."

"So be it." God simply replies. "I'll give you two days to say your goodbyes to your new family. Raphael will come and get you to bring you back. Please follow him peacefully." He looks back at Lucifer. "I do not wish to harm this human you care so much about."

"So if I go back to Hell, and remain there, I have your words Chloe's soul won't end up in my realm?"

"Yes. As long as you remain in Hell, and unless called upon, her soul won't join your realm once she dies." He lifts his arm up, about to send him back to Earth one last time. "I'm sorry, that you made the wrong decision once again, Samael."

"My name is Lucifer." He says as he disappears into thin air. Slowly the white halls vanish and Lucifer is finally back in the right plane.

Somewhere up in the hills around LA - Short after dawn

He slowly realizes Chloe's head is on his chest, sobbing and hitting him. He looks at the rising sun.

"Ouch!" He says. "You do know that's not how you do CPR, right?"

"Oh my God!" Chloe says. "You're alive!"

"Well this time, you can give him credit for sending me back, I guess." He sits up.

"What happened?" Chloe asks, checking Lucifer's side under his shirt, and finding the wound closed.

"I had a little chat with Dad up there." He looks at her and takes her hand. "If you don't mind, I'd like to go home. Then we can talk. There's something I need to tell you."

"Not before the medics check you up."

"No need for this." He replies. "I'm in top shape." He takes her arm. "How's your arm?"

"It's just a scratch." She says.

"I think you should have the medics check it out."

Just as he finishes his sentence, the ambulance can be heard. Lucifer quickly grabs the body of Astaroth and hides it the cave where they found the kid's body. Maze would have time later to dispose of it more carefully. As Lucifer steps out of the cave, he sees the two paramedics walking towards Chloe.

"Where's the injured officer?" The first man asks.

"It's me." Chloe lies.

The second paramedic looks at her, surprised. He takes out the necessary supply to bandage the flesh wound on her arm. Then he takes notice of Lucifer. "If the wound reopens, please go the hospital." Then he points at the Devil. "Is he alright? It looks like a lot of blood."

"You should see the other guy." Lucifer answers. The paramedic eyes him, not amused. "Tough crowd." He mumbles. Then more clearly. "I'm perfectly fine."

"If you say so." The medic answers. Then he looks at Chloe. "If it's all fine, can you please sign this sheet and I'll be on my way."

"Sure." She says as she takes his pen. "Thanks for coming so quickly."

Once the ambulance is far enough, they both head for Chloe's cruiser. As Lucifer slides into the passenger's sit, Chloe looks at him.

"You wanted to tell me something?"

"Yes." He looks at her. "But not here."

"Do you want me to bring you back to Lux?"

"If you don't mind." He smiles. "Then we can talk."

"Sure."

The ride to Lux is silent and Lucifer seems to be stuck in his thought for the whole drive.

"Lucifer," Chloe shakes him a bit. "We're here."

Lux - Lucifer's penthouse

As soon as the elevator doors open, Lucifer make a beeline for his bar. He grabs a glass, fills it up and downs it at once. He puts the glass down and starts to unbutton his shirt.

"Ahem." Chloe clears her throat. "I thought you wanted to talk."

"I do, yes."

"Then why are you…"

"Oh! You mean the undressing?"

"Yes."

"I just want to put some fresh clothes on. Blood is not really my color." He grins, as he finishes removing his slacks. "But if you prefer, I could stay in my briefs."

" Yes! Please! " Chloe thinks. "No! Please put some clothes on." She still gives him a smile.

"You sure?" He teases her as he heads for his bedroom. Chloe rolls her eyes. He chuckles. "I'll be right back, Love."

After a few minutes, he comes back into the living-room with plain black jeans and dark grey polo shirt. He hands her light green shirt. "I grabbed one for you. One of my overnight guests must have left it behind. I think it should fit."

"Lucifer…"

"I won't peek, I promise." He smirks. "I just thought you might want to put a fresh top on. You know because of the blood and all." Chloe hesitates. "I washed it, don't worry. You won't catch any STDs from it. And I'll turn around."

"Fine." She agrees as she grabs the top. She puts it on, and tells Lucifer he can turn around.

"See. I told you it would fit." He gives her a large smile, and an appreciative glance.

She doesn't answer, but can't help to smile in response to his. She feels her lower belly tingling under his gaze. She pushes it aside - for now.

"So…" She starts. "You wanted to tell me something?"

His smiles fades. "Indeed." He looks back at her. "Maybe you wanna sit down for this one." He sits down and she does the same. He takes a deep breath.

"Is it this bad?"

He doesn't answer. "As I told you, I had an interesting chat with my Dad while I was up there."

"Interesting how?" She inquires, the sarcasm evident in his voice.

"Oh bloody Hell!" He exclaims. "Why does it have to be so hard!" He looks away, thinking it might be easier if he doesn't see her. He takes a breath. "Dad wants me back in Hell." He finally blurts out.

"Wasn't that already the case?"

"Yes." His voice is sad. "But this time my vacation here on Earth is over for good."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean I'm leaving this plane to reclaim my rightful place permanently. No more vacation, no more escaping my responsibility, no more outs."

"When?"

"In two days."

"Why?" She simply asks, the dreadful news slowly sinking in.

"I don't have a choice."

"Why?" She repeats.

"I'm sorry." He simply says.

Then she explodes. "YOU'RE sorry?" She yells at him, standing up. "This is Candy all over again." She mumbles.

"What?" Lucifer asks, puzzled by her reaction.

"It's just like Candy." She repeats. "You open up to me, we finally move forward and then you chicken out and leave."

"Do you really believe I wanted to leave? Do you think it's my choice?" His voice rises steadily. "I don't have a bloody choice!"

"You've been on Earth for five years and rebelling against Him for centuries, if not millennials, and now you're telling me that God just had enough and won't let you have a few more years on Earth?" She answers, not getting his point. "Why can't you rebel a few more years on Earth?"

"He offered me to stay on Earth." He replies, looking away.

"Then why did you refuse? Did you stop to think how this would affect me, us, Trixie, Linda, Ella, Maze?" Anger and pain are mixed inside her blue eyes, the dam holding back her tears dangerously close to breaking down.

"I refused his offer because of you." He yells back. His voice now to her level.

"So you're this desperate to get away from me?" Tears fall down her face, anger disappearing to give way to her hurt.

"I'm protecting you!" His fist are balled up.

"How? By stamping on my heart again?" She says on purpose, pushing his buttons, wanting to hurt him because of her pain.

"There was no other way." He answers, defeated. He looks back at her. "If I had refused his offer , he would have damned your soul." Chloe suddenly falls silent, Lucifer's words slowly sinking in. "He gave me three choices. I could either go back to the Silver City and forget you ever existed, forget about everything that happened these last five years. I could also keep on living here, but at the cost of your soul. Or I could accept to go back in Hell and be the perfect son he wants me to be."

"What if I wanted to be in Hell with you?" She answers.

"You don't belong there." His gaze is soft. "You're a miracle and…"

"And you didn't think to let me decide for myself?"

"It doesn't matter anymore, the deal is sealed." He takes her hand. "Saving you was more important than…"

He doesn't have time to finish his sentence because Chloe glues her lips to his. The desperation, anger, pain and fear they both feel pouring down into this one heated kiss. But soon it's not enough. They need to feel each other's skin and it doesn't take long for them to pile up their clothes on the floor as Lucifer guides them to his bedroom. Several orgasms later, Chloe and Lucifer lay on his king-sized bed, the black satin sheet contrasting with Chloe's ivory skin. Chloe's head is resting on the Devil's chest and her fingers dance across his ribs and abs. She goes over the gunshot wound absentmindedly. Lucifer also trails his fingers up and down her spine, his other arm under his pillow. Chloe nuzzles further into the crook of his neck and Lucifer tightens his embrace.

"Do you really have to go?"

"Yes, Love." His voice is filled with hurt.

"Can't you find a loophole somewhere?"

"There's none." He kisses the top of her head and look at her, burning this momentum in his mind. You don't go back on a deal with Him." He kisses her deeply. "At least I'll bring something back with me." He pauses. "Amaymon will stay behind with Maze and keep you safe."

"What am I gonna tell Trixie?"

"I can't believe I'm saying this, but I'm gonna miss the little Hellion." He says, more to himself. "Just tell her the truth. She deserves to know. And also, can you give her my best?"

"Just shut up!" She tells him as she kisses him once again. She straddles him and makes sure he brings some devilish memories with him for his time in Hell.

The next day - Lucifer's penthouse

After many tries and a heartbreaking goodbye, Chloe finally accepted to go home to talk to Trixie, while Lucifer shared the news with his family, as well as with Maze, Amaymon and Linda.

Once all his guests have arrived, he wastes no time in telling them. " Just like ripping a bandaid. " He tells himself.

"Thank you all for coming." He greets them.

"Are you having a celestial intervention?" Maze jokes.

Lucifer doesn't reply to her joke. "I'm going back to Hell."

"You're going back to Hell?" Linda repeats.

"It can't be." Charlotte adds.

"It's done." He states. "Raphael is taking me back in a few hours." He looks at Maze. "You and Amaymon will remain here on Earth, making sure nothing happens to Chloe and that Dad will keep his end of the bargain."

"What happened?" Maze finally asks.

"Let's just say I found out the hard way you can never beat the house." His tone is bitter. "Only Amaymon will be able to cross over. He'll be my only link with this plane." He hands a letter to Maze. "I'm donating Lux to you. And the penthouse goes to Chloe. I thought you guys would have more space in here."

"Son…" Charlotte says.

"It's done, Mom." He gives a sad smile to all of them and says his goodbyes. "You can leave now. I'd like to be alone for a few minutes before Raphael arrives."

Soon after they all left, Raphael lands on his balcony, right on time.

"For once in your life, you could have been late, say a few years?"

"Hello Brother." The archangel says. "Are you ready?"

Lucifer takes on last look around his penthouse. "As ready as I'll ever be. Let's get this over with."

And just like that, they disappear.

A few months later - Hell

Lucifer is sitting at his desk looking at the list of the newest arrivals in his kingdom, trying to figure out the most appropriate punishment for each of them. Lucky for him, the deal with his father also included some sort of immunity against his own guilt. With the heavy guilt he felt over this whole thing, he wouldn't have lasted a day in here. Suddenly he hears a voice - her voice. He closes his eyes and pinches the bridge of his nose thinking it's only his imagination again. But once he opens his eyes, the voice is still there. Then he feels his body dissipating into the air. He reappears on the balcony of his penthouse. He blinks a few times, almost certain that it's another one of his dreams. But the feeling of Chloe's body against his is too real. Even in his wildest dream, it never felt this way. He almost crushes her by the force of his hug, but Chloe doesn't mind. He kisses her deeply, Chloe eagerly responding to him. They both have to come up for air at some point. He reluctantly loosens his grip on her hips.

"I can't believe it worked." She says

"How is this possible?" He inquires.

"As it turns out, there was one loophole in your deal. Something your father didn't anticipate."

"What?"

"You said you couldn't leave Hell." She smiles, just like Maze and Amaymon do. "You never said you couldn't be called upon, or prayed to."

"The only way this would happen is if you willingly linked your soul to mine by becoming my consort." Chloe nods. "Maze. How could you let her do this?"

"I didn't give her a choice." Chloe answers for the demon. Lucifer looks at her, amazed. "It was my choice to make. And I decided, of my own free will, to tie my soul to yours. I chose you over some boring Paradise."

"But…" He pauses. "Who helped you? Maze doesn't have this kind of power."

"No buts. It's done." She turns to Amaymon. "You're now officially released of our deal, Amaymon."

"Of course he helped."

"Yes My Queen." He turns to Lucifer. "I had to do it, My Lord. We made a deal prior to your visit to the Silver City."

Lucifer doesn't register anything else, or anyone else other than Chloe. He just stares into her eyes. Maze clears her throat.

"I guess we'll let you two catch up. I'll see you later." Then she pulls Amaymon with her and they leave the two lovebirds alone. Maze hears a faint "Whatever" as the elevator closes.

"Chloe." Lucifer starts. "I don't know what to say. What you just did, do you know what it means?"

"I guess you're stuck with me for good, Satan."

"I guess I am. But I wouldn't have it any other way."

He reaches for her waist as she walks in and brings her body to his. "More seriously though," He turns her around to look into her eyes. "Are you sure this is what you want, a bond like this can be reversed if both parties agree and if the bond is still fresh , but once it's confirmed, the bond will be unbreakable, and no matter what happens, you will be joining me when you wish it or after your time on Earth."

Chloe takes his face into her hands. "Yes, Lucifer. This is what I want. I want you." She pauses. "I love you."

Lucifer stops breathing when he hears her words. It takes him a while to come back to reality and say the three words he's never said ever since his creation. "I love you too, Chloe Decker."

They seal their promise with a kiss. Lucifer pulls back, but doesn't let go of her hips. "So how do you wanna play this?"

"I've thought a lot about it. I even asked Amenadiel for a few infos about how it worked. It's the perfect loophole. As your consort, I can call upon you each time I need you." Her smile turns mischievous. "And I think I'm going to need you quite a lot." She smiles.

"Wait, Amenadiel helped you to get me out of Hell?"

"Well, I might have slightly bended the truth to get his help."

Lucifer chuckles. "Look at you, bending the truth and making deals. Lucifer likes."

Chloe takes his hand and brings him inside the penthouse. Lucifer looks around, smiling.

"I love what you've done with the place." Lucifer says. He shows Chloe a wall. "And I guess this wall is the Urchin's canvas?"

"No!" Chloe laughs. "That's Maze's wall." He looks at the wall, then back at Chloe. "Maze was pissed you left so she started throwing knives at the wall. I told her I didn't like it, so she now uses Trixie's drawings to cover up the holes in the wall."

"I see."

Chloe stands on her toes and comes close to his ear, sending a shiver down his spine. "You should see the master bedroom." Chloe replies.

"Oh, I'm counting on it." He grins at her.

"You know, Trixie isn't going to be back from school for about four hours. You wanna check it out now?" She teases him walking away from him and towards the bedroom.

"Four hours are certainly not enough for I have planned for you Miss Decker." He banters back.

"Then I guess it's a good thing Trixie's room is on the other side of the penthouse, and that Dan has her this week." She says as she disappears into his bedroom. Then her arm comes out and her top drops on the floor.

Lucifer chuckles and removes his jacket and shirt as he makes his way to his old bedroom.

In the next years, let's just say Chloe needed the Devil a lot. His stay on Earth couldn't last longer than a week at once, for fear of neglecting his duty in Hell. After all, Hell didn't rule itself, and as agreed in the deal made with his Dad, he couldn't delegate anymore. He would spend a week on Earth, helping Chloe, then Chloe would send him back to Hell for a day or two, before calling upon him again. He took back the management of Lux, and when Trixie was old enough, he trained her before finally giving her the club. When he was on Earth, he would simply enjoy playing the piano, having a drink, contemplating the city of LA from his tower, and of course helping Chloe with her cases at the LAPD, or at least, until she became Captain.

At some point, Chloe decided she wanted some change in her life. And although she loved her daughter and Earth, she regretted not spending more time with her Devil. Trixie just turned 30 and she didn't need her as much as before. Besides, joining Lucifer in Hell didn't mean she would be stuck there. She could always travel from time to time to drop by. Also, she didn't want Lucifer to see her get old, or sick. She had made up her mind. She decided to invite Maze and her daughter over to talk about this. Trixie was sad, but understood why she had decided to go. Maze was, well, Maze. Surprisingly, the demon decided to stay behind. For now, her life on earth was what she wanted. And this way, she could watch over Trixie as well. After she set everything in order, she called upon Lucifer for the last time.

The Devil appears, dresses in his usual perfect suit.

"You rang, My Queen? Maze, Offspring." Trixie runs to him and hugs him tight. It had become their thing and each time she would see him, no matter how old she was, Trixie would hug him, Lucifer would pretend to push her away. This time he doesn't. Instead, he returns her embrace. Then his attention is back on Chloe. Trixie takes a step back and stands beside Maze.

"Indeed." She answers, brushing a bit of ash from his suit. She kisses him briefly. "I'm ready to take my rightful place at your side, as your consort and Queen."

"You sure?"

"Yes." She takes his hand. "I've talked to Trixie and Maze, and I've made my decision."

"I see."

"Maze will stay here, and I can drop by from time to time to see Trixie. But I think it's time for me to start the second part of my life."

His grin stretches from ear to ear. "Your wish is my command, My Lady." He nods towards Trixie and Maze, knowing the child would be safe with Maze around. He takes Chloe's hand in his.

"I guess I'll see you around, Beatrice. And Maze, be careful, you only live once!" Then he disappears into thin air, taking Chloe with him.

"Bye Lucifer." Trixie says. Then she sees something shiny on the floor. She picks it up and looks at it. "I guess I'll see you around." She replies as she puts the pentacostal coin in her pocket.

***THE END***

I can thank REM and "Losing My Religion" for inspiring me the chapter :).

And of course Darstarius for suggesting the whole idea of the story to begin with 3, and beta-reading :D.
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Enjoy :D.