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A week after Chloe had burnt out the collar, she received the papers finalizing the divorce. Although she was extremely happy about it, she had the feeling that Lucifer had called in a debt -- maybe two -- to make it happen. Hmmm. She would have to discuss that with him. Nothing was ever done that quickly in the City of Los Angeles.... This place was a bureaucratic nightmare!
Looking up from the paperwork, she spied Lucifer sitting at the dining table with Trixie. Those two looked as thick as thieves, and she wondered what they were talking about. Chloe was pleased to see them happy together. The fallen angel had been spending every spare moment of his time at her house, helping with the cooking or taking care of Trixie. Ever since she said she’d marry him, he seemed like a different person. So... happy. It filled her with warmth.
Very quietly, she tried to sneak up on the pair, but Lucifer, as always, knew exactly where she was. Turning with a smile, he quickly covered up what they were looking at -- a magazine -- and stood.
“Ah, there you are,” he said, intercepting her and sweeping her off her feet -- literally -- with a dip kiss before she could even say anything. For a long moment they reveled in the feel of each other before she remembered her daughter sitting nearby. Breaking away, she glanced at the table. Trixie and the magazine were gone.
“You did that on purpose,” she said with narrowed eyes, although a smile played on her lips.
“Indeed I did,” the fallen angel agreed smugly, before kissing her senseless for long minutes.
“Okay, you have to stop that,” she whispered as she tried to catch her breath.
“But why, love?” Lucifer’s eyes twinkled as he looked down at her. “We are going to be married, after all.” His eyes went to her left hand, where she wore the engagement ring he had bought her. It was a beautiful thing -- a huge sapphire ring surrounded by diamonds. Chloe had cried when he had gone down on one knee -- well, two knees, actually -- and given it to her almost a week ago.
“But Trixie --”
“Isn’t anywhere around.” Before she could even guess at what he was going to do, he had picked her up and cradled her in his arms. A devilish grin lit his face as he carried her upstairs. “I’ll make sure to close the bloody door, although I’m not sure she wouldn’t hear. You are quite noisy, my dear --”
She playfully punched him.
“Ow!” he cried as he entered her bedroom and kicked the door shut. His warm voice was full of promise as he said, “You’ll pay for that, love…”
With a coy smile, she replied, “I’m counting on it....”
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Chloe was awakened by Lucifer gently brushing the hair from her face. “Hey,” she whispered with a smile.
His face was a study of concern, with eyes wide with worry. “I wore you out....”
“No, my dear Devil,” she said. “It’s the baby. Makes me tired.”
“So soon, love? It’s only been a few weeks since --”
She laughed. “Yes, so soon, Lucifer. Don’t worry. It’s natural.”
The fallen angel looked at her doubtfully. “Are you sure?”
“Yes, I’m sure.”
“Bloody sure?”
“Yes, bloody sure! Now I have to get up and make sure Trixie’s doing her homework.” He helped pull her to a sitting position, lingering over her like a mother hen. If he was going to do that for the whole nine months, he was going to drive her crazy. “Don’t hover, Lucifer. I’ll be fine.”
“But --”
Chloe cut him off with a kiss and a smile. “I’ve done this before, my love. I will be fine.”
His look told her that he obviously didn’t believe her, which made her laugh. As they both got dressed, Chloe said, “Did you know you just made love to a free woman?”
Lucifer looked up at that, his face bright with happiness -- or maybe it was the afterglow of sex...? Chloe couldn’t tell which. “Splendid!” he said. “It’s about bloody time....”
“So you did have something to do with it?”
“Of course, love. I asked a judge who owed me a favor to expedite the paperwork,” he said proudly, confirming her suspicions.
She had to ask. “There wasn’t anything illegal about this, was there?”
Shooting her an offended look, the fallen angel cried, “Detective, please! Would I involve you in anything illegal?”
“Do you really want me to answer that?” she asked him with a lifted eyebrow. Lucifer merely chuckled. She sat next to him as he pulled on his silk shirt and started to button it up. With a tentative hand, she reached out and touched the collar.
Her eyes caught the flinch he tried to hide whenever she touched the iron. “I wish we could take this off,” she whispered. “It seems to pain you so, to have to wear it --”
“No, love. No. I just look ridiculous with the bloody thing on. That’s all, my dear.” The fallen angel took her hand and kissed her fingertips. “I am free, but this... this bloody dog collar reminds me that I wasn’t, for a little while.”
A coy smile lit her face. She said, “Well, you won’t be free once we get married,” as she brushed her lips against his stubbly cheek. She felt him grin.
Without warning, Lucifer stood up, catching her by surprise. “And that reminds me, my dear -- I have things to do! Excuse me!” He left her gaping as he rushed out the door. For brief moment he returned, looking at her through the doorway as he tucked his shirt in his trousers. “Don’t wait up for me, love -- I may be late. Ta!”
And then he was gone, like a whirlwind, leaving Chloe wondering just what the hell had happened.
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Lucifer disappeared for a few days, but called every day to see how she was faring. More often than not, he would ask to talk to Trixie. Wondering what was going on, she finally cornered her daughter.
“Okay, what’s going on between you and Lucifer?”
Trixie looked up at her with big, twinkling eyes and said, “I can’t tell you until Saturday, Mommy.”
“Why, baby? What’s Saturday?” Chloe asked.
The little girl just grinned. “Lucifer said you would try to find out. You’ll just have to wait! Now I have to do my homework. Bye, Mommy!” she said and escaped to her room.
“Well...!” she said as she put her hands on her hips and stared at Trixie’s closed bedroom door.
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Saturday came at last.
It felt like time had maddeningly slowed down while Chloe waited for the day to arrive. She couldn’t figure out what was going on, and she missed Lucifer desperately. When the day arrived, she woke up in the morning, got Trixie up so that she could watch her Saturday morning cartoons, made breakfast for the both of them, and started laundry. Everything was like a typical Saturday until 11:00 rolled around, when she dozed off on the couch for a few minutes.
“Mommy, Mommy!” Trixie cried, shaking her quite violently.
Chloe woke up with a start. “What is it? What’s wrong, monkey?” she asked, alarmed.
The little girl stood in front of her with a huge box in her hand. “You have to wear this, Mommy. We’re going to be late.”
For a moment, the blonde woman could only stare at her daughter and the package. Her brain was still a little foggy from sleep. “What?”
“Mommy, come on! You have to wear this!” Trixie said again, shoving the box into her mother’s lap. “We’re going to be late!”
With narrowed eyes, Chloe looked at the box as if it was a coiled snake. “What is this?” she asked suspiciously.
“Open it!”
Her fingers trembled as she opened the box. Inside lay a gorgeous confection of silk and lace -- a wedding dress. “Oh my god,” she breathed. Her eyes went to Trixie’s. “What --”
Her daughter grinned like a Cheshire Cat. “You’re getting married today, Mommy! I helped Lucifer plan the whole thing!” she said proudly. “He has no clue about romance, so I had to help him.”
Chloe put the box aside and gave her daughter a big hug. “Oh, baby, this is unbelievable! Thank you!”
“Thank Lucifer! It was his idea to surprise you!” Trixie started tugging on her hand. “Now come on! Amenadiel will be here with the car soon!”
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Amenadiel picked them both up in a limousine and drove them to LUX.
Chloe still couldn’t believe what was happening. Her beautiful, one-of-a-kind sleeveless wedding dress with its sweetheart bodice, French lace, and pearl accents fit her perfectly. She wasn’t even sure how Lucifer could have gotten a dress like this made in such a short time. Trixie wore a deep red silk dress with ribbons and bows.
The angel opened the door to the nightclub for her, and she entered with her daughter. At first it seemed a little dark after being in the bright Southern California sunshine, but her eyes quickly adjusted. LUX didn’t look anything like LUX. There were flowers everywhere, and everything was tastefully decorated. At the bottom of the stairs were a few people... and Lucifer, looking quite handsome in a tuxedo with a dark red cumberbund that matched Trixie’s dress. The collar was still around his neck -- it couldn’t be hidden -- but it blended in with the ensemble well enough so as not to draw attention.
Ray Kamiya, who had been waiting for her by the door, walked up to her side, handed her a huge bouquet, and asked, “May I walk you down the aisle?”
Chloe smiled at him, her eyes bright with unshed tears. “Yes, please, Ray.”
A string quartet started to play the Wedding March as Trixie preceded them down the red carpet to where the guests, the judge and the groom were. A quick glance showed Maze and Amenadiel -- Chloe wasn’t sure how he had gotten past her to get down there, but then again, he was an angel -- Raphael, Hal GeWitter, and her mother seated in the room. Lucifer stood next to the judge, gazing at her with shining eyes.
He looked a little nervous, but as she approached, his face relaxed and softened with love. He smiled at her, and she returned the gesture. He held out her hand, and she took it as Ray left her side to sit with the other guests.
“Did you think I wasn’t coming?” Chloe whispered to him.
“The thought did occur to me, yes,” Lucifer whispered back and squeezed her hand as they turned to the judge.
“We are gathered here in the presence of these witnesses to join this man and woman in matrimony....”
Chloe passed through most of the ceremony in a happy, unbelieving haze. She was barely aware of feeling Lucifer’s hand in hers, or hearing her beloved say “I will.” He had to squeeze her hand for her to say, “I will,” when the time came.
She heard him say in his warm voice, “I, Lucifer Morningstar, take thee Chloe Decker, to be my wedded wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, until death do us part.”
And then she was saying the words that filled her heart with so much love that she could barely keep her voice from trembling.
“I, Chloe Decker, take thee Lucifer Morningstar, to be my wedded husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, until death do us part.”
The rings were exchanged, and at last she heard the judge say the words, “I pronounce you to be husband and wife, and extend to you my best wishes for a successful and happy married life together. Ladies and gentlemen, may I present Mr. and Mrs. Lucifer Morningstar. Congratulations! You may kiss your bride.”
Lucifer swept her into his arms and kissed her like there was no tomorrow.
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The reception was held upstairs in the flat -- just a small affair. Lucifer couldn’t believe that Chloe was now his, forever. He wanted to soar to the highest skyscraper in Los Angeles and shout out his happiness to the world. He watched her with loving eyes from across the room; she was talking with Ray and Hal, but she caught his gaze and smiled back at him. He ambled his way over.
“Congratulations, little winged man!” Hal said, thumping him hard on the back. “You did right by our Compassion!”
“Bloody hell, Hal, did you think I wouldn’t?” Lucifer asked with a raised eyebrow.
Ray headed off the pending argument by grabbing the fallen angel’s hand and shaking it vigorously. “I’m so happy to see this day,” he said.
“As am I,” Lucifer said, grinning. “I only wish.... It would have been nice if Healing had been able to come.” When Chloe took his hand in hers and gave it a little squeeze, he glanced at her with a wistful smile.
“I’m sure he’s more than happy for you both,” Ray said.
“Oh, Ray, the Family said to tell you they miss you. I assume you’re Wisdom?” Chloe asked.
The old man nodded with a grin. “That’s me.”
“And Hal -- they said to tell you that Sun is still angry with you, but calming down,” she added.
Hal snorted. “Yeah, right. Like that’s going to happen.”
“What the bloody hell did you do to get kicked out? They seemed like a friendly enough people.” Lucifer asked, curiosity aroused.
“I was an ass -- I told you.”
The fallen angel’s eyes glinted with humor. “This is bloody fascinating. I want to know how much of an arse you were.”
“Well, I’m not telling you, little winged man.”
“Right. Remember, I am family now. Come on, Hal.... You can tell me!” Lucifer started grinning wickedly as he applied his charm. Annoyed, Hal slanted him a cutting look.
Just then Penelope came up to the group, making eyes at Hal. “Hal, come over and sit with me for a spell. I want to know all about you! How do you know my daughter and Lucifer?”
The storm god looked hunted. “Uhhh, look, I really have to go. It’s way past my bedtime.”
“It’s only 4:00 in the afternoon!” the older woman protested.
“Yeah. Got to work the night shift. Bye!” And with that, the storm god ran to the elevator and left.
Penelope pouted, then said, “Well, I guess I better run as well. I’ll bring Trixie to you tomorrow evening, so that you can have a... proper wedding night.” She called to her granddaughter. “Trixie! Say goodbye!”
Trixie ran up to Lucifer, giving him his customary huge hug around the waist, which he returned with a smile. Looking up at him with shining eyes, the little girl said, “Thank you for marrying Mommy, Lucifer! Today was awesome and Mommy was totally surprised!”
The fallen angel grinned at his wife. “Yes, I suspect she was.”
“You be good for Nana, okay?” Chloe told Trixie, who nodded once then gave her mother a hug.
“I will! See you tomorrow! I love you, Mommy! I love you, Lucifer!”
The couple waved at Penelope and Trixie as they left.
“I best be on my way, as well. Please come and visit when the baby comes,” Ray said with a wink. And then he left with a wave.
Amenadiel, Raphael and Maze came up next.
“Congratulations,” Raphael said with a smile, shaking his brother’s hand and kissing Chloe on the cheek.
“No kissing my wife,” Lucifer warned, but he smiled as he said it. Chloe was his, and he could finally -- finally! -- let the jealousy go.
“Call me when you need me,” Raphael said with a meaningful glance before leaving via the balcony.
Amenadiel and Maze looked at them both -- the angel with happiness, the demon with disgust.
“That was the most horrific thing I’ve ever had to watch in my entire life,” Maze spat. “Ugh. Disgusting. Well, at least now you can have undisturbed sex, and lots of it. Speaking of which --” she grabbed Amenadiel by the shirt and started to drag him off.
“But Maze -- wouldn’t you like to be... married too? I mean, if Luci could --”
“No. Shut up.”
“But --”
“No. Do you want me to decapitate you?! Drop it, shut up and kiss me, you sexy beast....” she growled as the elevator doors closed behind them.
Lucifer and Chloe burst into laughter, until the fallen angel turned to his lover.
“Alone at last, wife,” he said in his best bedroom voice, making Chloe smile. He rolled the word around on his tongue before saying it again. “Wife… That has such a lovely ring to it.”
“As does husband,” Chloe said in a sultry voice. “I think it’s time you exercised your conjugal rights, husband.”
“Indeed.” Grinning like a mad fool, Lucifer swept Chloe into his arms, and took her to their bed.
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Much, much later, Lucifer stared down at his beautiful wife. His wife! What a wonderful word that was. She slept soundly, exhausted from their lovemaking, and... the impending little one. He really needed to get his head together and start thinking about that, but it just sent him flying into a blind panic every time. The fear that he would turn into his dad ate at him. And what the bloody hell was he going to do with a little one of his own? What did one do with a little one?!
With a sigh, he pushed the thought aside and instead focused on his lovely bride. He caressed her cheek; she stirred, but didn’t waken. His heart was bursting with the love he felt for Chloe; if he could make love to her twenty-four hours a day for the rest of eternity, it wouldn’t be enough. It would never be enough.
Noticing that it was just about dinner time, he decided to get up and make them some food. Carefully easing away from Chloe, Lucifer slipped out of bed and went to the closet to pull out his silk robe. As he did, his eye caught a glimpse of something in the nearby mirror.
The blood drained out of his face as he slowly approached his reflection. The carvings on the collar were glowing a pale, sickly green.
Aphrodite had come to the Earthly plane.