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“Ah, I really am going to miss this,” Maze sighed with a grin as she walked back into the living room.
Chloe and Lucifer, who had previously been making out on the couch, pulled apart. Lucifer grumbled, clearly disappointed that they had been interrupted.
Chloe blushed a little, still not totally loving PDA in front of people, but offered Maze a smile.
“So I hear you’re moving out Mazikeen?” prompted Lucifer, standing up from the couch and smoothing out the wrinkles on his shirt.
“Yep,” she replied with a grin, walking up to the couch.
Lucifer adjusted his cuff links before heading over to the bar.
“When are you moving in?” Chloe asked Maze, still seated on the couch.
“Oh I don’t know, Eve just asked me to move in, we didn’t set a date or anything,” she replied.
As she did, Lucifer walked back with 2 glasses in hand. He handed one to Maze and held his cup up to cheers.
“Well, I’m happy for you Mazikeen,” he said with a soft smile.
Maze smiled back and they clinked their glasses together, before both downing the entirety of their cups, making Chloe huff a laugh at their similarity.
Later, Maze accompanied Chloe and Lucifer to go visit Ella. They had informed Maze that Ella had found out the truth and that she was okay with it.
Chloe had called ahead before they left to make sure Ella was available and okay if they came. She had enthusiastically assured them she was good and wanted to see them, so they left for the hospital not too long after that.
When they approached the room, Lucifer knocked before opening the door, which Chloe noticed with a smile, remembering that she had asked him to do that yesterday. It was kinda sweet how he absentmindedly listened to her.
“Hello Ms. Lopez,” he said as he walked in the room, a not quite fully confident grin on his face.
Chloe assumed that he was probably a little nervous Ella had changed her mind on his acceptance of him, despite her earlier phone call.
“Hey, guys!” Ella greeted upon seeing Chloe and Lucifer.
Upon seeing Maze enter behind them a moment later, Ella’s grin only grew.
“Maze! You’re back!” she said as Maze entered into the room.
Maze grinned.
“Hey Ellen,” she said.
“How was bounty hunting? Did you catch the bad guy?” Ella asked.
“I always do,” Maze replied with a grin.
Silence filled the room for a few moments before Maze coughed.
“So I uh- heard you know now,” Maze said nervously.
Ella nodded.
“I do. It’s still… a lot, but I’m doing alright,” she admitted.
Maze nodded in acceptance.
“Do you guys really devour souls?” Ella asked, curious and a little hesitant.
Maze barked a laugh.
“Nah, we just tortured ‘em. Or well I used to. Now I hunt the live ones down,” she said with a feral grin.
Ella looked a little unnerved but still accepting.
“Well, to each their own! All I know is that there would be a lot more bad guys out there if it wasn’t for you,” she finished with a smile, which Maze returned.
They hung out for a little while longer, and Ella updated them that she was going to be released in the next few days, and that apparently, she was healing well, which they were all very glad to hear.
Maze left a little while after, claiming she had to stop by the precinct and then was going out with Eve.
A few minutes after Maze left, Ella turned to Lucifer.
“Lucifer, can I, uh, ask you something?” she said a little nervously.
Lucifer looked over at her.
“Of course, Ms. Lopez, anything,” he responded.
“Well it’s about your Dad, and I’m pretty sure you don’t like talking about him,” Ella reasoned.
Lucifer grimaced.
“Well, you’re correct there, I don’t. But for you, Ms. Lopez, I can sacrifice,” he said with a smile.
Ella nodded, but her face still looked nervous.
“I just- the entire time I’ve known you, you always spoke about your Dad so horribly, and you never went into much detail about what he did, but I could tell he was not good to you, and so I always disliked your father because of it. But now, knowing who your Father really is, I don’t really know what to think, because if he really was so terrible to you then why should I be pray-” Ella explained, rambling.
Lucifer stopped her.
“Ms. Lopez,” he said, reaching up and taking her hand.
She stopped and looked up at him.
“I never understood why humanity was always so fond of my father, probably had to do with the fact that he created everything or something. And I always had an aversion to those who followed him, mostly because they believed the lies about me and blamed me for their actions,” Lucifer admitted.
Ella’s eye widened a little, thinking that was an admission that he had an aversion to her. He rushed to continue.
“There have been very few people I have met in my long life that had a relationship with my Father, who I have actually found myself fond of. And you, Ms. Lopez, are certainly one of them. Right from the very beginning actually,” he said with a small smile.
Chloe smiled, knowing that one of those other “few people” was Father Frank.
Ella looked confused for a second, not understand why he knew right from the beginning. Lucifer picked up on her confusion.
“Do you remember what you said to me in one of our first conversations?” he asked fondly.
Ella’s eyes widened.
“Oh yeah! I forgot about that,” she said, a smile on her face too.
Lucifer nodded.
“Even without knowing it was really me, you said those things in which humans so rarely do, and I knew you were one of the good ones Ms. Lopez, never had any doubts.”
Ella smiled, but she still looked hesitant and undecided.
“Ms. Lopez, I do not hold your relationship with my Father against you. What I care about most is your happiness. And if knowing my Father and praying to him or whatever you do brings you happiness, then I have no inclination to interfere with that. I saw how your struggle with your faith affected you after Charlotte, and I would not wish that on you again, certainly not because of me. If my Father’s love is something that brings you happiness, then I’m glad you feel loved by him, even if I never did. Your acceptance and friendship are more than enough for me.”
There were tears in Ella’s eyes.
“C’mon man! Why you gotta say things like that and make me cry. Get over here!” she commanded, gesturing for Lucifer to give her a hug.
Lucifer leaned down to her.
“My apologies, Ms. Lopez, I did not-” Lucifer started before Ella interrupted him.
“Shut up,” she said as she pulled him into an Ella Lopez hug, squeezing him tightly, and due to Chloe’s presence, he felt his breathing getting a little obstructed.
He pulled back a few moments later.
“Gosh, how could anyone think you are evil incarnate when you say stuff like that,” Ella laughed as she wiped her tears away.
Lucifer looked down at his shoes.
“You don’t know the things I’ve done, Ms. Lopez,” Lucifer muttered.
Ella considered for a moment.
“Yeah, you’re right, I don’t, but evil people don’t put other people’s happiness before their own,” Ella reasoned, giving Lucifer a knowing look.
Lucifer looked at Ella a moment longer, skeptical, before sighing in defeat and smiling, shaking his head.
Ella beamed at her victory.
“I’m still not happy with your Dad though. Me and him are gonna have a little chat pretty soon,” she said casting her eyes upwards with a disapproving frown.
A ghost of a smile appeared across Lucifer’s face.
“Well good luck with that. Father isn't one to reply,” Lucifer said.
Ella just shrugged, casting her eyes upwards once more before moving onto the next subject.
“Are they actually up and down?” Ella asked.
Lucifer gave her a confused look.
“Like is heaven up and is hell down?” she clarified.
“Oh, well in a way, I suppose. From earth, you do fly up to head to the Silver City and down to reach hell, but they exist on a different plane. Which is why humans will never find them. Our wings give us the ability to travel between realms, and humans can only pass through once they are dead, but they have to be led by an angel. Which is what Azrael does,” he explained.
“Ah,” Ella nodded, taking in the information.
“Ok, then how do you decide who goes to hell? Is there like a system or does St. Peter test you at the gates of heaven like in the comic strips?” Ella questioned further.
Lucifer snorted.
“No, that dullard’s role is far less significant than Catholicism believes it is. According to Amenadiel he’s just a glorified greeter,” Lucifer said, and then he cast his eyes downward.
“And as for where souls end up, I have no say in that.”
“You don’t?” Ella asked, surprised.
Lucifer shook his head.
“No. You humans send yourselves; Hell is based on your own guilt. If you feel guilty for the things you’ve done, you trap yourself in your own cell, your own guilt manifested into an endless hell loop of your own making. The cell doors are unlocked, you can leave at any time, but no one in the history of humanity ever has,” Lucifer said gravely.
Ella’s eyes were wide, holding her breath. She stayed silent for a while.
“Shit,” she breathed, looking away from him as she accepted the information.
“Mhm. Shit indeed. Quite a nefarious system my Father came up with,” he said with a grimace.
After Ella got over her shock, she turned to Lucifer.
“So what did you do then? And the demons? I assume there are others like Maze?”
Lucifer nodded.
“Yes, Maze is one of thousands. She was always Hell’s most skilled torturer and my right hand, though. As for me, mine was more of a supervisory role. I did things… that I’m not proud of. But it was a job my Father forced me to do. Until I finally had enough and came here. Despite the recent setback, I much prefer it here and plan to stay,” he said, glancing over at Chloe with a smile during the last sentence.
Chloe smiled back.
“Well I like it much better that you’re here too, so I’m glad,” Ella replied with a smile, squeezing Lucifer’s arm.
A while later, some nurses came in to take Ella for her physical therapy, so she and Lucifer took it as there cue to leave. They said their goodbye’s and headed back to the penthouse.
Lucifer made them a late lunch as Chloe sat at the breakfast bar, finishing up her work from earlier. She was so engrossed in it, that she didn’t even notice when Lucifer placed a plate full of food in front of her. She protested as Lucifer pulled the folder out from in front of her, but she excused his actions when she realized he was just trying to get her to eat. She flashed him a grateful smile before digging into her food.
When they were done, Lucifer had to head down to Lux to get some work done before the night rolled in, which left Chloe to finally finish her work. After a few hours, she was finally satisfied with her state of completion. She put her work away and poured herself a drink.
While she still preferred wine, she had gotten a taste for Lucifer’s preferences while he was away. It sounded a little pathetic, but when she drank his preferred drinks, it reminded her of him, of the smell of his breath when he was close, or the way he tasted when she kissed him.
After taking a few sips, she pulled out her phone and started playing some music through the penthouse sound system, shuffling her usual 90’s playlist. She hummed and sang along as she puttered around the penthouse, tidying up here or there.
A few songs in, “That Don’t Impress Me Much” by Shania Twain came on, and Chloe smiled. This was one of the many songs she knew all of the words to.
She bopped to the beat as the song started and sang as the words started, picking up the mug and glass from the coffee table and taking them to the kitchen sink.
“I've known a few guys who thought they were pretty smart
But you've got being right down to an art
You think you're a genius, you drive me up the wall
You're a regular original, a know-it-all
Oh, oh, you think you're special
Oh, oh, you think you're something else,” she sang as she danced her way back into the living room.
“Okay, so you're a rocket scientist
That don't impress me much
So you got the brain but have you got the touch
Don't get me wrong, yeah I think you're alright
But that won't keep me warm in the middle of the night,” she continued singing and dancing, then paused for a second when she heard the elevator ding.
She looked over to see Lucifer in the elevator, his suit jacket in his hands and hung over his shoulder by his finger. When he saw her, he smiled, and then realized what she was doing.
“That don't impress me much,” she sang, looking directly at him.
He brought his hand up to his heart in feigned offence. She strutted over to him on pace with the beat as she continued singing. Lucifer continued grinning as he watched her, tossing his jacket on the bar.
“I never knew a guy who carried a mirror in his pocket
And a comb up his sleeve-just in case,” she sang as she as she got closer, making direct eye contact.
She reached him and raised her hands to his shoulders.
“And all that extra hold gel in your hair oughta lock it,” she brought her hand up and brushed against his hair.
“Cause Heaven forbid it should fall outta place,” she sang, putting emphasis on ‘heaven’, and Lucifer chuckled.
“Oh, oh, so you think you're something special
Oh, oh, you think you're something else,” she continued, glancing down at his lips and moving closer to him.
Lucifer followed suit, leaning in closer, falling into her trap.
“Okay, so you're Brad Pitt the devil,” she smirked, replacing ‘Brad Pitt’ with her own lyrics.
“That don't impress me much,” she sang and pushed him back before he could kiss her.
Lucifer threw his head back in laughter, causing her to smile as well.
“So you got the looks-” she ran her hand down his jaw, “-but have you got the touch” she gripped his chin. Lucifer grinned.
“Don't get me wrong, yeah I think you're alright
But that won't keep me warm in the middle of the night
That don't impress me much,” she sang, and then pushed his chest back and turned, sauntering back over to the couch.
Lucifer definitely watched her backside as she did. He found himself following her with a smile.
She reached the couch and leaned on it, sticking her hips and butt out, staring back at him.
“You're one of those guys who likes to shine his machine” she continued, making washing motions on the couch as if it was a car.
She turned and sat on the edge of the couch, kicking her feet up.
“You make me take off my shoes before you let me get in
I can't believe you kiss your car good night
C'mon baby tell me, you must be jokin', right,” she said with a laugh.
“Oh, oh, so you think you're something special
Oh, oh, you think you're something else,” she sauntered over to him, grabbing his hand and dragging him to dance with her.
He willingly allowed himself to be pulled in, unable to wipe the grin from his face.
“Okay, so you've got a car
That don't impress me much,” she sang, bopping around to the beat.
Lucifer grabbed her hips and spun her around, pulling her in close. She grinned and continued.
“So you got the moves, but have you got the touch,” she said, running her hand down his leg.
“Don't get me wrong, yeah I think you're alright
But that won't keep me warm in the middle of the night.”
Lucifer moved their hips to the beat of the music. Chloe continued, reaching her hand up to hold onto his neck.
“That don't impress me much
You think you're cool but have you got the touch
Don't get me wrong, yeah I think you're alright,” she grinned and brought her hands back down.
“But that won't keep me warm on the long… cold… lonely night” she sang, grabbing his hands and dragging them down the sides of her body as she swung her hips.
Lucifer watched their hands like a hawk as she dragged them down her body.
“That don't impress me much,” she finished, turning around and wrapping her arms around his neck as the music continued, the song coming to an end.
Lucifer couldn’t help the grin on his face as he wrapped his arms back around her waist. As the music died down, Lucifer finally spoke up.
“You wound me, my love,” he said, not looking wounded at all. Chloe just grinned.
“Loved the show, Darling. But this performance review is certainly troubling. What can I do to impress you, hmm? What was that about my moves or my touch?” he questioned, a sly grin on his face as his hand travelled lower down her back.
Chloe returned the smile and pushed up on her tiptoes, pulling him into a kiss. Lucifer eagerly responded.
“Dance with me,” she requested with a grin as she pulled away, the next song starting up, “then we can really see what moves you’ve got.”
Lucifer grinned back.
“My dear, you ain't seen nothing yet,” Lucifer quipped, pulling her back into his embrace and moving them with the music.
As they danced around the penthouse, Chloe swore she hadn’t laughed that much in years. Lucifer knew he hadn’t either.