See Me As I Am

LuciPOV: Home Safe

While Chloe was reading Christi her rights, Lucifer walked back into the other room. Something Chrisit had said made Lucifer want to know the truth. When Eric learned what she'd done, would he hate her? Lucifer wasn't sure why he wanted to know so badly but that hardly mattered.

"Eric," Lucifer said as he came to stand beside the man's bed. "Christi's been arrested for the murder of your father."

"No," Eric said at once.

"No, what?" Lucifer said. "No she didn't do it? Because, I assure you, she did."

"I need to see her," Eric said. To Lucifer's great surprise the immobile, critically injured man tried to get out of bed.

"Are you insane?" Lucifer asked, reaching forward to stop the foolishness. "You're barely breathing as it is. Don't make matters worse."

"Can't get any worse!" Eric exclaimed. "They'll take Christi away!"

"She killed your father," Lucifer reminded him.

"My father was a horrible man," Eric said. "If she killed him he probably did something to deserve it, and even if he didn't it doesn't change how I feel about her. Nothing could do that. I'd do anything for her."

"Right then," Lucifer said. "Well if you lay still I'll see what I can do."

"Really?" Eric asked, settling back down in bed. "You'd help me?"

"Apparently," Lucifer said with a sigh. What the hell was he doing? Crazy devil.

He turned and walked back to Chloe and asked if Christi could get a chance to talk to Eric before she was taken to jail.

"I suppose," Chloe said, but she was looking at him with the strangest expression.

"Yes, I know. Why do I care?" Lucifer snapped. "I'm not sure, so can we drop it?"

"Consider it dropped," Chloe said with a grin. Then she walked the handcuffed Christi over to her finance's bed.

"I'm so sorry Eric," Christi said through her tears.

"You don't have to be sorry," Eric told her. He could barely move but still tried to reach up his hand towards her. When that failed he asked her to come closer. She placed her forehead against his and then they were both making promises to each other. Lucifer watched as he promised to do everything he could to help her and if he failed he promised to wait for her no matter how long it took. Christi promised him her eternal love and loyalty. It was a touching scene. Lucifer couldn't quite figure out how it was making him feel. He wanted to make a joke about nausea but he couldn't bring himself to do it. The pain and love he was witnessing was simply insane to him. It was beyond him. The devil wasn't capable of such things. Even as a witness Lucifer felt lost. How could two separate beings care about each other this much? And if by some miracle they did, why did He see fit to separate them?

"I have to take her back to the station now," Chloe told them gently once all the words had been exchanged.

Christi nodded once, leaning down and kissing Eric before turning to follow the Detective.

Chloe had called backup. There was a squad car waiting outside to take Christi to the station. As the arresting officer Chloe went with them and Lucifer headed back to his corvette.

Walking into Lux, Lucifer saw all his passed out guests and was reminded that his home wouldn't be here much longer. Deciding he'd rather say goodbye on his own, Lucifer woke everyone up and sent them home. He poured himself a drink and went to sit at the piano.

After playing a few melancholy songs, Lucifer found himself in need of a change. Before he realized what was happening he was playing a love song on the piano. He wasn't sure how long he sat there, sometimes singing and sometimes just playing the keys. Until he'd come to live on earth, time had always felt rather meaningless to Lucifer. Thousands of years in heaven, kicked out, and then thousands of years in hell. Sure that's a lot of time but it was just that, time. It had no meaning without change and he hadn't changed at all in those years. During the last five years on earth however he'd changed. Every day brought a new challenge, a new mystery, a new excitement. To an immortal a few years should feel like mere seconds, but it seemed to be the opposite for him lately. Here on earth, with Chloe and his friends seconds were years and every moment meant something. Maybe that's what was so wonderful about mortals.