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A few months later, on new year’s eve, Trixie is excited to stay up late to watch the fireworks on TV. This is the first time she has been allowed to stay up so late, and on top of that, Lucifer is staying with them for the night too. Dad is having to work but he promises he will be around tomorrow. He has been keeping his promises a lot more recently.
It has been a strange few months for Trixie, everyone seems surprised that she knows Lucifer is the Devil but… duh, everyone knows that! Except they don’t anymore…
Mom has still not told her the full story of what happened but she has managed to work out it being something to do with Lucifer’s really rubbish family.
And then there was her dad who wasn’t around at home so much, but Trixie didn’t mind once she realised that both mom and dad were happier because of it. They had both reassured her that they love her so much and that has not changed, and when she was feeling low and doubting their words, Lucifer had sat her down and helped her see they were telling the truth.
One great thing to come out of it all though was getting to see Lucifer more. He lives at some place called a club. It sounds fun to her and she has asked to go a few times because she loves the clubs at school but mom always says no, even though Lucifer is positively delighted at the prospect. He seems to suddenly appear some mornings from mom’s bedroom so they must be having sleepovers. Trixie wishes she was allowed to have that many sleepovers though, it doesn’t seem quite fair if you ask her… but it does mean Lucifer is at home with them more and she likes that part of it very much.
Her new best friend still has been hesitant to show her any of his powers and even her best puppy dog eyes have not worked on him. Mom said not to pester him about it too much and that he would show it to her when he is ready… but adults take a long time to get ready.
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When all the lights suddenly go out and the TV cuts off at 11:00, with only 1 hour left to go before the new year's firework display, Trixie is devastated. She isn’t scared of the dark… ok maybe she is a tiny bit. It’s just… when it’s all dark and it’s late at night and all she can hear is Lucifer’s quiet cursing and her mom’s chiding replies, it freaks her out because… darkness is huge and unfriendly.
Her mom must feel her starting to freak out because she hugs her closer and starts talking soothingly.
“Whatever is the matter with the child?” Lucifer asks from the window
“She’ll be ok, she just doesn’t like the dark very much” Chloe replies softly.
“Well we can’t have that can we?”
Suddenly the room glows and gets brighter and brighter until it is as if the lights are all on. But the lights aren’t on, and the colour of the light looks so much nicer.
Trixie wriggles out of her mother's embrace and spins around on the couch in confusion.
Lucifer has his hand out in front of him, palm facing upwards with the most glorious ball of warmly glowing light just hovering above it. His eyes reflect it proudly and then he looks up at her more cautiously.
Her first instinct is to jump up and down and get closer to it and ask a million questions but she feels a gentle but firm tug on her jumper from her mom so she just stays put but utters a wondrous “woaahhh!”
“Yes it is quite impressive isn’t it?”
“You can do that? You can make light?”
Lucifer sniffs and considers “Well, the physics is rather a lot more complicated than that but… what are you? 20? Or 5 maybe? I don’t know but I am sure you wouldn’t understand. I control the light and I can create it technically yes.”
“Can I feel it?” Comes her whispered response.
Chloe starts to respond “Monkey I really don’t think…”
“Of course child.” Lucifer steps in and brings the light ball within arm's reach of Trixie.
She puts her hand out to it slowly as if it might get scared away, but it doesn’t move. The light is warm, soft and inviting. It feels like happiness and sunshine and days at the beach, like ice cream and friends and joy. It also feels kind of fuzzy which is really weird but in the absence of a cat (she has yet to convince mom of that one), she wouldn’t mind a ball of light to feed and pet every day to be honest.
Trixie giggles and gives it a pat, much to Lucifer’s confusion. He is funny like that.
But then she remembers that new year is fast approaching and she really needs to fix that problem since the adults clearly are not concerned enough about the importance of this occasion.
“Can you get the TV back so we can watch the fireworks? I don’t want to miss them, it is my first year I get to see them!”
Lucifer huffs. “Well, I do not control electricity so no. It appears that the street may be suffering from a power cut. They happen sometimes and there is very little I could do to fix that. I can call the best experts in the area to help however I doubt they are going to be on call at the moment so it may need to wait until tomorrow, I am sorry child.”
Trixie starts to cry, she can’t help it. It is not a tantrum or anything, she had just been looking forward to this night for so long and now because of some stupid power cut, they can’t do it.
Chloe rubs her back gently and gives her a kiss on the forehead. “There is always next year monkey, and we can watch a recording of it all tomorrow. We could get some ice cream and marshmallows, what do you say?”
Trixie shakes her head “But that won’t be live! The whole point is that we count down with everyone else until the new year! Recordings aren’t the same.”
“I’m sorry monkey, I really am. We could watch a stream of it on my phone or… Lucifer, what are you doing?”
Trixie looks up again to see Lucifer opening the back door and stepping outside. “I think I might be able to give the child a night to remember.”
She looks curiously at him, “how?”
“What are fireworks if not light?” He grins, “Well ok, that is certainly not all they are but that is the main bit you care about, correct?”
Trixie nods, the pieces starting to come together in her head already but her mom seems absolutely lost.
She bounces off the couch and joins Lucifer outside with Chloe following more slowly.
“You would do a magic fireworks display just for me?”
Lucifer tips his head, “Well, it is not magic and it will not be fireworks but… yes I would.”
Trixie beams “thank you Lucifer!”
She leaps forward and hugs his legs. It is so unfair he is all the way up there. He pats her head hesitantly but then his hand moves to her back in an almost hug and Trixie counts that as progress.
Chloe is outside with them now too and smiles at the scene before her lovingly.
Lucifer clears his throat “How about you tell me all about your favourite colours, with examples, until a couple of minutes before midnight hmm?”
Trixie runs off squealing in excitement to grab her favourite toys with the perfect colours to show him.
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“HAPPY NEW YEAR!”
Chloe and Trixie are cuddled up next to each other on the seating in the back garden. Lucifer is standing in the middle of the grass with his hands facing upward and a look of concentration on his face.
Suddenly the sky is filled with the most beautiful colours that Chloe has ever seen. All of Trixie’s favourite colours dance across her vision. Some move in a way that imitates a firework and others create patterns that are almost too much to comprehend. It truly is stunning.
But the most beautiful thing for her is the sight of the man she loves and her daughter both having the time of their lives. Trixie has clearly long forgotten her woes over fireworks and Lucifer is enjoying himself by showing off his power and getting quite the positive reaction.
So much change a year can bring to one’s life.
And all because of him.
No, not God. She would never give God that much credit, but because of Lucifer.
She has no idea how but he seems to have worked some influence with her boss and managed to become her official civilian consultant at work. Her partner.
Everyone at work loves him… well, the vast majority anyway. It appears that only she and Trixie have been saved from the memory wipe and Chloe has to viciously stop herself from thanking Him for that. This is all His fault in the first place, the least He can do is clean up his own Godly messes.
Lucifer has started playing more instruments again, a true show of faith that he will never be forced back to Hell again. He has written Chloe quite a ridiculous amount of music now that makes her feel incredibly lucky that this man is hers.
Dan has actually signed the divorce papers too, and so now they can focus on loving Trixie and being friends rather than awkward rowing separated partners. It is better for everyone.
The vulnerability situation is… still a situation but less of one. Amenadiel has been feeling pretty guilty recently (justified) and apparently, he has also been feeling unworthy and thus has suffered a significant power loss. Amenadiel has been trying to explain his vague idea of self-actualisation and Lucifer is suspicious but listening nonetheless. Lucifer has been seeing a therapist because of this theory and he has seemed better for it recently. Chloe is hopeful that soon he will be invulnerable again and she can stop worrying about him quite so much when at work. The memories of people randomly wanting to kill him still haunt her and the sooner that becomes impossible, the better.
Most importantly though, Amenadiel had one more message to deliver from God before his feathers fell off.
Whatever it was that had caused Lucifer to not be able to return to heaven seems to have been… waved. It's gone.
Amenadiel said it was an apology from their Father, for everything. An apology that was not delivered in person and was very indirect.
If God thinks he is getting away with that then he has another thing coming, but Lucifer had quite literally broken down and cried at the news.
He doesn’t want to go back there, he has made that much clear, but it does have a significant upside.
Lucifer seems sure that when Chloe dies, she will be bound for the silver city, and now he can follow her up there when the time comes. He can be by her side forever.
There is still so much that they need to work out together, but while Chloe watches Lucifer and Trixie celebrating the new year together like this, she can not imagine a universe in which it doesn’t work.
They are “Deckerstar” as Ella has started calling them, and they are incredible.