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[lmorningstar]

[It’s been a stressful few days for him, and he feels his sanity is barely hanging on by a thread. First, Michael dares to lure Daniel into realizing that he is indeed the devil and the douche SHOOTS HIM. Oh, Daniel, revenge is coming for you later, but worse than that, Michael kidnapped Chloe, putting her in harms way. Nobody—nobody, hurt Chloe Decker.

It seemed his wayward twin had turned his trusted friend against him. He knows he hasn’t always done right by Maze in the past, but she has never stayed angry with him for long, and right now, Maze is furious. Furious enough to team up with his twin to cause him harm. He wonders if she knows the harm that Michael put Charlie in. However mad she is at him, he knows Maze loves Charlie almost as much as she loves Trixie. A line has been crossed. He needs her to realize it.

Then, of course, there is the sudden appearance of his father. God himself had shown his face. Lucifer refuses to admit he is afraid of the old man, but with Chloe finally his, he can risk nobody interfering in them being together. He cannot afford a slip-up or interference from divine powers.

So, uncharacteristically he has kicked everyone out of Lux as he slams furiously on the piano, eager to get the tension out of his body, lest he do something stupid. Which…according to some, is almost always.]

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[devilsheel]

[ One minute she'd been in the evidence lock up with Lucifer, they'd been talking, and then the next thing she knew she was alone and coming out had revealed a chaos among her colleagues that had been caused by confusion and...something else. Something she was familiar with. Papers strewn everywhere. Glass laying in shattered bits. Desks busted. Chairs overturned. And no one had an answer. While she'd asked around if anyone had seen Lucifer, each reply was hardly helpful. More confusion. More questions than answers.

The only way for her to get the answers she needed was to go straight to the source, and that was exactly what she did.

Lux was...empty. There were days where that was normal, one or two staff to get the club prepared for the night, but as Chloe was slowly walking through the building to get to the penthouse elevator she had to wonder about why none of the screens were lit. Why the staff was nonexistent and the lights dimmed. On her way up to the penthouse suite, nerves had her unconsciously wringing her fingers together. The edge of a nail digging into her palm. What had happened? Why had he gone off?

The closer she gets to the top floor the clearer it is, the frantic, furious pace and mix of notes being hurriedly pounded out on the piano. He might not even hear the signal of the elevator as the door slides open, but Chloe stands there just in the doorway of it, hesitating as she sees him. Sees the line of tension in his shoulders, sees how his body leans into the piece. Another moment of hesitation before she finally steps out into the suite, slowly, cautiously moving closer.

Does she speak up? Would he even hear her?

Her feet take her forward and around so he'll hopefully catch her in his peripheral, as she's approaching the side of the sleek black piano. ]

[lmorningstar]

[He is attuned to her by now, can sense her, feel her presence, and it brings him comfort as he stops playing the piano to turn and look at her. She is still thankfully unharmed as he rises to his feet and envelopes her into a hug. He feels like he is losing control of everything just as he is finally getting the one thing he wants more than anything else in the world.

She will know how to make it right. She always does.


But she also seems nervous and he knows why. They were in the middle of a very important conversation, and of course, his brother had to freeze time at the most inopportune of moments. Perhaps she saw his being here and not at the station as answer to her worse fears. He would have to alleviate those fears.]

Chloe...[her name is like a whispered prayer on his lip, and they all know Lucifer Morningstar was not a praying man] After the day I have had, you are just the comfort I need.

[devilsheel]

[ As soon as his arms wrap around her and she's pulled in against him, her breath shudders softly on an exhale of relief. Her nerves still feel a little tightly strung but the earlier apprehension has eased. Chloe presses her face to his chest, breathing him in, fingers pressing firmly against his back. ]

Am I...? [ Now, Chloe doesn't mean to question him, however coming out of the evidence lock up and discovering what she had and with him nowhere to be found... it's hard not to voice the question. Even if she secretly likes how he says her name. ] Do you...want to talk about what all of this is? Why you weren't back at the precinct...?

[lmorningstar]

First, this needs to be said [He cups her face] Invulnerable or not, Chloe, I love you. You are the first and only person I have ever loved. I want you to wipe that fear from your mind, Detective. [He traces his thumb across her lips before crossing over to the bar to pour a drink for them both.] As for where I was...

[He turns to face here] Should I start at the part where Michael turned Maze against me and she tried to kill me? Or the part where he made Charlie sick? Or the part when Amenadiel and I were giving him the beating he deserved and dear old dad showed up.

[devilsheel]

[ Warm, rough palms framing her jaw, she’d stared up at him, silent and maybe a little stunned by the words now so easily spoken. He was right—it had been a fear, the fear that he didn’t care as deeply as she did, didn’t truly love her the same. Insecurities always came with the new and unexplored; that was what they were. But Lucifer moves back and she’s left to stand there, bringing her arms up to hug over her chest. Not returning the sentiments, not yet. ]

Wait, hold on... [ He was firing off everything that’d apparently happened while she was in the evidence lock up, the result left behind in their wake. A hand comes up, gestures for him to stop— ] Michael made Charlie sick? But how? And your dad—God, he actually showed up...

[lmorningstar]

That is a question for my brother, he knows his offspring best. I was in a punch first, ask questions later mood because he kidnapped you. His interference with my nephew is just another tally against him and why he deserves a good and proper beating. [He downs his drink at having to discuss the next part of this conversation] Yes. Apparently dear old dad is very disappointed in his children for fighting. [He scoffs] I left before he could get a word in edgewise. I have nothing to say to him.

[devilsheel]

Charlie is...also his nephew, too, Lucifer. [ Not that he needed her to explain that to him. Or remind him. ] But I know how frustrating family can be.

[ Chloe pauses then as she watches on, seeing the way he's finishing off his drink. ]

Nothing at all? I don't understand—I thought you've been wanting to speak with him for years. To get him to acknowledge you in some way.

[lmorningstar]

He hasn't been our family in eons," Lucifer frowned stubbornly. "For as much as Amenadiel and I fight, we have always come together as brothers. Michael is none of those things," he frowned.

[She is right though. He's wanted to tell his father of for years. To get him to acknowledge his existence and his unfair treatment] I did want that, once upon a time, I suppose. But, I finally have everything I want, everything I need. [Her] "I don't need him and and risk him...ruining things. I am happy with the way things are now. I don't trust him not to ruin it."

[devilsheel]

"He's your twin; even if he hasn't been part of the family in eons, you don't have some sort of twin connection with him?" Not even growing up? she wonders.

Then she's frowning. "Remember, God always has a reason for whatever he does. God's plan and all that. I'm sure things will be fine."