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Chloe woke up with a start when a certain energetic bundle came rushing into her room and jumped up and down on the bed yelling at her to wake up. She blinked the sleep away from her still tired eyes and pulled herself up into a sitting position letting Trixie fall into her lap.
“What’s got you so excited eh monkey?” She asked smiling at the little girl now sitting on her lap.
“Lucifer’s here Mommy! He told me to wake you up while he’s making us breakfast!”
Chloe held back a groan at the thought of seeing Lucifer early in the morning and in her house no less.
“Trixie did you let Lucifer into the house?”
The little girl shook her head. “No Mommy. When I smelled something delicious from the kitchen, I went to take a look and saw Lucifer cooking.”
“That man is seriously getting on my nerves.” She thought. “Okay I’ll be down in a second. Why don’t you go down first and wait in the kitchen?”
“Okay Mommy.” She watches her daughter jump off the bed and run out of her room with a big grin on her face. Once she was gone, Chloe groaned exasperatedly and flopped back down onto the bed.
She really didn't want to see Lucifer but she knew that if she didn't come down soon, he would sooner or later show up in her room which is the last thing she wanted right now. With a sigh, she pulls the covers off and goes off to the bathroom to get ready for the day.
“Morning Detective. I was wondering what was taking you so long. I thought of actually going up to your room and checking up on you to see if you hadn’t fallen asleep again.” Lucifer said with his usual smirk plastered on his handsome face.
Chloe shot him a death glare. “If you so much as go to my room, I will shoot you again Lucifer.”
“And prove that you like me? Your spawn told me that since you shot me in the leg, it means you really REALLY like me Detective.”
Trixie giggled when she overheard the entire conversation. Chloe shot her a stern look which just made Trixie giggle harder.
Before she could so much as speak a word, a plate filled with food was shoved into her hands.
“Eat up Detective. I don’t want you keeling over during our case from lack of food.”
Still glaring at him, she took the plate and muttered a quiet thanks before heading to the counter and started to eat. She couldn’t help but moan slightly as the piping hot food melted in her mouth. She still wasn’t sure how Lucifer could cook such a delicious meal. “That man’s cooking should be illegal.”
“If my cooking could give you such a reaction Detective perhaps I should cook more often.” Lucifer said seductively.
Chloe nearly choked on her piece of food and blushed. She grabbed the glass of water that Lucifer offered to her and quickly drank it. “Stop it Lucifer.” She barked at him.
The tall man simply smiled at her, basking of his victorious attempt in ruffling the Detective’s feathers. She tried her best to ignore him and quickly finished her meal. Just as she took her last bite, there was a loud knock on the front door.
“I’ll get it.” Lucifer said much to Chloe’s protest. Lucifer opened the door to reveal a young woman who looked to be in her early 20’s standing on the porch.
“Hi. I’m here to babysit Trixie. Who are you? Are you a friend of Ms. Decker?” Before Lucifer could answer, Chloe pushed him out of the way.
“Hi Marge. We’re in a bit of a hurry so I would appreciate it if you could take over from here and babysit Trixie.”
“Sure thing Ms. Decker. Same as usual?”
“Yes. Same as usual. I’ll be here by 6 pm just as we arranged.”
“Thank you Marge.” Trixie came running over to Chloe’s side and wrapped her arms around the woman’s legs. “Bye Mommy. Love you.”
Chloe smiles down at her daughter and bends down to give her a hug. “I love you too Trixie.” She said and places a soft kiss on Trixie’s forehead. Trixie giggled and pulls away from her mother to launch a similar attack on Lucifer. Lucifer flinches and cringes at the close contact and pats the girl’s head awkwardly, “Yes child. I-I’ll see you soon.” He peels her away from his legs and hands her over to the babysitter.
“We’ll be going now. Come along Detective, we don’t want to be late.” He then saunters out of the house towards Chloe’s car. Chloe breathes out a heavy sigh and sends the confused babysitter an apologetic look.
“I’m sorry. He can be a bit too much to handle at times.” She then goes after Lucifer leaving behind Marge with an excited and energetic Trixie.
Sitting on the edge of a cliff from Heaven, a man with golden blonde hair that reached down to the middle of his back and sky blue eyes watched from above the mortal realm below him with concern framing his handsome features. What was striking about this man were the two pearly white wings on his back.
“Michael.”
The archangel turned his head back to see his brother, a young man with short brown hair and eyes of the same color like his with a pair of snow white wings on his back, standing behind him.
“Gabriel.”
“Michael, why did you call for me? What is going on?”
Michael got up from the edge and walked up to his younger brother. Stopping in front of Gabriel, he placed his hands on his shoulders and looked at his younger brother in the eye. “Gabriel, there is a disturbance in Hell just recently. I went to go check and it would seem trouble is brewing in the horizon.”
“What are you talking about Michael?” The young archangel asked, worried at his brother’s grim behavior.
“The demons. They are plotting to revolt and take the throne. They are planning on killing Lucifer, my brother.”