My Fallen Angel.

Go to sleep!!

Lucifer paced the bedroom. He didn't know what to do. In one hand it could be dangerous. I mean the entire heavens and hell, knew his son was born. And many would try to come and destroy him and the human that gave birth to him. On the other hand, Daniel could be of help. He is strong and could very well look after his family. A plus being father would be furious. Going over his pros and con's he hadn't realize Chloe staring at him.

"If you put a hole in my floor, you are fixing it" Chloe mumbled.

Lucifer stopped his pacing and took a seat on the edge of the bed. "Sorry love. I just can't come to an answer.

"Daniel?" Lucifer nodded. "Go with your gut Lucifer. Remember have your friends close, but your enemies closer."

"So I should say yes?"

Chloe shrugged. "You could and keep an eye on him. Or say no and forget this ever happened." Just as he was about to get up and pace, Chloe stopped him. "Please, I am exhausted and for some annoying reason, I cannot sleep without you in bed. Angelus and Beatrice are both asleep, so please come to bed."

Seeing the pleading in her eyes, he couldn't deny her. "Very well love." Shredding all, but his boxers, he climbed in and pulled her closer. All was quiet until he spoke. "You know Daniel can keep you and-"

"Go to sleep." Chloe whispered.

One beat...two beats...three beats.

"All I am saying is he could very well-"

"Lucifer, sleep now."

"Alright, alright." Kissing her on the head, he sighed and closed his eyes. One...two...three. "But what if he is trying to get clo-"

"Lucifer!" Chloe groaned. "Go to sleep!"

"Alright, sorry love. Closing my eyes."

"You should close your mouth as well." snuggling into his side, she inhaled and slowly began to fall asleep when...

"Father would have a fit if he knew-"

"Alright, that is it!" Chloe sat up, turning on the lights and glaring at her boyfriend. "You are one word away from sleeping on the couch."

"Bu-"

"No! Lucifer I know this is frustrating and confusing, but I just gave birth to a little child. Your child and believe it or not it was hard and painful. I am tired and really want to get some sleep. You rambling about your brother Daniel on to accept him or not is driving me crazy. If you want, go bug Mariel or Maze with this or wait until tomorrow, once I am rested. In the meantime, you can either go and talk in the living room or stay here and sleep. But you choose now." Chloe huffed.

Lucifer looked a bit ashamed. "Forgive me, love, I didn't mean to be or sound selfish. I would rather stay here and sleep with you." Pulling her down, he wrapped his arms around her and buried his face in her neck. "Forgive me." it didn't take long for him to get some good eye shut.

Next morning Lucifer woke up to an empty bed. Looking around he frowned, at not hearing her or seeing her. Jumping off the bed, he grabbed his pant and slipped them on. Walking down the steps, he was bombed by the smell of bacon. "Chloe?"

"Kitchen!"

Jogging into the kitchen, he spotted Beatrice at the table and Chloe making breakfast. Walking up behind her, he pulled her close. "Morning love."

"Lucifer! Careful you'll get burn!" Chloe squealed, as his hands got close to the stove.

Lucifer chuckled. "Stop and think about what you said."

Chloe frowned for a moment. "Alright, that was stupid."

"Where is Angelus?" He hadn't seen his son on his way down.

Chloe gestured towards the living room. "He's asleep in the playpen. Lucifer is watching over him."

"No, I am here." Lucifer frowned.

"The hound Lucifer, Lucifer." She stopped. "Monkey?"

"Yes, mommy?" The little girl looked up from her plate.

"I think it would be best if you change the dog's name." She said. "It is rather confusing."

"I'd say offensive, but confusing works." Lucifer grumbled.

Chloe smiled. She could never get enough of his remarks, no matter how annoying they were. "What are you doing today?"

Lucifer shrugged, stealing half of Trixie's bacon. "I have to attend lux and talk with Daniel."

"Are you going to accept?" Chloe asked.

"Like you said, it is best to have your enemies close. Besides, I'll have the others keep eyes on him, while I am not around. I don't want him near any of you at the moment. When I am not here, make sure the hound is in the house. Mariel would be checking on you ever so often." Lucifer answered. "And don't leave the ho-"

"I am not going to be a prisoner in my on house Lucifer." Chloe snapped. "I have to get out, Trixie has school and I have a job. At the moment I have a three-month leave, but after that, I am going back to work. And no, I am not spending my three months locked up in the house."

"Until Angelus can control himself, he can't be seen." Lucifer argued. "It will be chaos if they see him and his wings."

Chloe frowned. "You mean a baby with angel wings?"

"No, I am talking about his wings alone."

"What?"

"The wings it's self is a simple of the heavens. Purity and power, when humans set their eyes on them, they will never want to let them go. It is a wonder to see them and in their greed will do whatever they can to get their hands on them." He held a slight distaste in his mouth. "Just ask the bastard that stole my wings."

Chloe sighed. "I will not promise to not leave the house, but when I do, I'll leave Angelus with Maze or your sister."

"That should be fine." Glancing at his watch, he gestured to Trixie.

Chloe frowned, but catching the time, she freaked. "Oh god! Monkey grab your bag, the bus is going to here any moment."

Trixie stood by the door, playing with her tablet. "I've been ready mommy."

Rolling her eyes, she grabbed her jacket and rushed them out the door. Lucifer smirked at his rushing girlfriend. That still sounded weird in his head. Walking towards the playpen, he glanced in. His son laid asleep, wings wrapped around his body, only letting his head to be seen. He needed to speak with Chloe about Trixie. The little human had said nothing of her brother and his wings. Looking at his features, Lucifer grinned, he really was a handsome brat. Blond short hair and when awake his eyes, were bright if not brighter-like his mothers. He will have the woman falling to his feet. That was if he even made it.