One Week Later...

"Every word I've said, you know I'll always mean. It is the world to me, that you are in my life..." Love In The Dark by Adele

Lucifer...

This man was always the first thing on her mind. It didn't discriminate by what day or hour, Chloe was always thinking of Lucifer. Even in those last moments all Chloe could think of was Lucifer. How she was so comfortable in his arms as he embraced her. It took her mind off the excruciating pain when he held her so close. It was the first time that day she had felt safe. When she saw his own tears she hoped Lucifer wouldn't blame himself for her actions. This wasn't his fault. Her last word was his name, and she didn't want it to be any other way.

As she sat up in her own bed she reached her left arm far above her head in a large stretch while using her right arm to keep her blanket pressed to her chest. It had been a while since Chloe's sleep had treated her as well as it did last night. Switching her arms to finish her stretch, Chloe thought to herself that for once she actually felt refreshed and ready to begin her day. As she brought her arm back down, they fell before her and her eyes dropped to them. They focused on the vertical line on her right arm. A still quite deep cut that was just starting to heal into a scar. Chloe had no doubts that the scar would remain, always there to remind her of what has happened in her life quite like the bullet wound in her shoulder and the scalpel cuts on her abdomen. But Chloe wasn't afraid of the sight of them anymore. Instead, Chloe considered herself to be as decorated as any other officer in the precinct.

She lightly gripped her wrist, running her thumb over the still slightly painful mark. However she wasn't wincing in pain, she was smiling in victory. When she made this mark Chloe didn't exactly plan on coming back from it. Before the blade went in, she had already explored every option. Though throughout her life she had always known suicide wasn't the answer, she couldn't let herself damage anything or anyone else. To say Chloe was completely at peace with the decision would have been a blatant lie. Her mind struggled at the thought of leaving everyone behind, and the thought of dying alone.

That was when Lucifer had run in. She didn't want him to see her like this, nor did she want the chance of hurting her like the prophecy in Chloe's mind. But something about the way his strong arms held her as she went under was comforting. While she wished he didn't have to be the one to find her, she was glad for the company. The last thing she remembered was his voice in the darkness, singing to her the same song they had danced to just days before. It put her mind at ease even if only for a few moments. Chloe closed her eyes right now remembering it all...

She remembers waking up in the hospital, surrounded by her mother, daughter, and Dan. She remembers the steady beat on the monitor above her, all the hugs and kisses. Lucifer had told them all an amazing story about Chloe trying to catch a bad man and during the struggle the man had pinned her down. During the struggle for the weapon Chloe had ended up injured, and when she started to bleed out that the man had run away and when Lucifer caught up to her, the man was gone and he called for an ambulance.

But Chloe knew better, she just wouldn't tell anyone. It was best that everyone believed that had happened, if they knew she had tried to commit suicide she could have lost her job or worse. After she had visited with everyone in her family Lucifer was standing at the doorway to her hospital room. "Promise me you'll stop finding ways to put yourself in here," he had began with a small voice before he cracked a smile. "The place is absolutely dreadful and it smells worse then hell. Honestly wouldn't you rather spend the night somewhere better...like my place?" Something about him seemed...brighter than usual.

Even after all they had been through - and would continue to go through - Lucifer never failed to make her laugh. Chloe had tears in her eyes at the sight of him. He moved his way into the room swiftly, sitting on the edge of the bed about halfway up. "Is it over?" Chloe had asked, not meeting his eyes.

Lucifer placed two fingers under her chin, lifting it up gently. He stared deep into her eyes as he whispered a simple, "yes".

"Lucifer I'm sorr-"

"Shhh," Lucifer cut off her apology. "There is nothing for you to be sorry for Chloe. If anything I owe you a million apologies, but you don't owe me or anyone else a thing."

"What happened with Ammenadiel? Why am I not...dead?" Chloe asked first, with many more questions burning in her brain.

"You died Chloe, and it was terrifying so don't plan on doing it again any time soon," Lucifer jokingly scolded her. "So I had a little talk with my dad. I was quite upset with him and how unfair everything was. He must have heard me, because all I saw was a blinding light. Next thing I knew, you were breathing and your injury wasn't completely healed but it wasn't as bad. I called for an ambulance immediately. When they carried you away, I went after Ammenadiel. We got into a bit of a brawl again, and long story short, Amenadiel is now back to guarding the gates of Hell as his punishment. It was then I realized that my dad has truly forgiven me."

"What do you mean?" Chloe questioned.

"You see, your death sparked something in me. It was like I no longer had a reason to stay on this Earth, no more purpose to my life without you. I told my Dad to take me back to Hell, he must have really seen how much I have changed. I finally knew what it was like to not be so selfish, to value another life more than my own. Chloe...my father gave me back something I haven't had since I arrived back in LA. I cut them off in an attempt to never go back, but Chloe I've missed them so much. They were the last piece of innocence I still had. When I cut them off it wasn't just to sever the connection between me and Hell, but because I didn't think I deserved them anymore. But God gave me back my wings."

Chloe's face morphed into one of shock. "He gave you back your wings!? Can I see them?"

"Well dear if I pulled them out they would not only draw attention but this room is a little small for them, so I'd better not right now," Lucifer explained. Chloe's face fell but Lucifer made her an ultimatum. "I'll tell you what. The sooner you heal and get out of this place, the sooner you'll see them," he winked-

The bed shaking slightly from movement woke Chloe out of her daze. Opening her eyes, she looked over her shoulder to see a sight that made her smile. The devil himself was sprawled out on her bed, one hand above his head, the other on the blanket below him. Lucifer's face was peaceful even as he shifted out of his slumber.

Chloe laid back beside him as he let out a small groan from waking up. Peeling his eyelashes back slowly he stared at the roof for a moment, blinking in thought. His eyes seemed puzzled. He looked to the left at the room, then to the right at Chloe where his eye widened. "Where am I"

"You're telling me you don't remember? Oh c'mon you didn't have that much to drink Lucifer," Chloe remarked with a smile.

Lucifer took note that the bed that was covered in plain white sheets instead of his usual silk black or deep red like his own. On the nightstand was a glass which probably held the last drink he had. As he shifts slightly he is suddenly aware that he is wearing no clothes. Placing where he is, what he drank, and how he is dressed together almost makes Lucifer himself turn red. As soon as the thought enters his brain, Lucifer remembers everything from the previous night. He remembers coming over for dinner while Trixie was at a sleepover; he remembers the wonderful meal and the intense make out session that followed. Most of all, Lucifer remembers picking her up in a bridal fashion and leading her towards the bedroom.

Lucifer remembers the intense moment where their lips were so closely pressed together it could have seemed like they were one. What makes him breathe a little easier is also remembering that he asked for her permission before the rest of the events of the night began.

"Well it all seems to be becoming a little bit clearer now..." his voice trails off.

Chloe shuffled her way into the crook of his outstretched arm, lightly letting her arm fall across his chest. Her body shakes slightly with a chuckle rising to the surface at his reaction. "You know even with all your bragging about your skills in bed, I could have never imagined just how great it would be when we did do it," she looked up into his eyes. "I'm glad we waited for the right moment though."

Lucifer's devilish eyes lit up at Chloe's remarks. "I'm glad it was enjoyable darling, but I have to say you were pretty great as well."

Lucifer went to sit up further, but moaned when a sharp pain hit two spots along his back. Chloe immediately sat up straight, ushering him with her hands to lay back down. "What is it?"

"It's nothing really-" Lucifer tried to begin, attempting to sit up yet again with another wince. Chloe's hands on his chest were firmly securing him down to the bed once she saw his face twist in pain yet again.

"It isn't nothing Lucifer, what's wrong?" She inquired.

"Really love, I'm fine. My back is just sore," Lucifer tells her, sitting up fully this time with a deep sigh. Throwing his legs over the side of the bed, he turned his back to her. Where there once was wings scars, there was now healthy skin, with two figures lightly wishing to poke through. Chloe had only been able to see his wings once on the rooftop of LUX when she was released from the hospital, but her first glimpse of the ginormous beautiful angelic wings was enough for her to fall in love with them. When they were folded in you wouldn't even know he had them, except they jetted out of the skin of his back slightly. However it wasn't anything one of his Prada suits couldn't easily disguise.

She lightly runs her fingers over the spots where the wings are in hiding. Unlike the first time Chloe attempted to do this, Lucifer actually leaned into her touch. "They really are magnificent," Chloe whispered as light as her touch, for only them to hear.

"I never thought I had missed them as much as I did until I got them back," Lucifer remarked with his eyes closed, mesmerized by her touch. He reached his hand to grab Chloe's. Wrapping theirs fingers together, he brought her arm forward slightly so he could kiss the back of her hand gently. Time is no longer of importance and Lucifer allows his lips to linger. Chloe leans her head into the spot where his neck and shoulders meet, their breaths evening and matching one another. Lowering his voice to be as small as hers, very quietly he pleads. "Chloe, please don't ever leave me again."

Her heart seems to stop for a moment. How lucky was she to have someone who wanted her so much, despite everything she has put him through? A single tear of joy falls down her own cheek as she remembers just how much they have experienced together, and just how much she realizes she truly loves him back. "I love you," she whispers.

And after a tense moment between them, Lucifer knows wholeheartedly that he can say it back too.

"I love you..."

There would be many more days that would begin quite like this one. There would be many more days of cases to solve and criminals to punish. There would be many more days that would put everything Chloe and Lucifer knew to the test. There would be many more days where they would both be pushed to the limit, and more where they would push back. But one constant always seemed to remain. The loyalty between two beings that always brings them back to one another, in spite of everything that dared to tear them apart.

The End

Authors Note: Thank You. Thank You. Thank You. I must have rewritten this ending a million times because no matter how it worked out, it was hard to end this story. Chloe and Lucifer are just two people who I believe will always belong with one another in every universe, in every dimension, in every way. This is the end, as I am currently not planning a sequel. I feel like this was already a two-part story within itself and I feel like I have left it in a good place. I'd love to know your thoughts on everything up to and including this point, because from the beginning it has always been the support I have been given that has allowed me to continue and finish. Once again, Thank You. I hope I made you proud with this ending.