Surrender

Chapter 1

"My life is yours, Detective." The devil blurted out of nowhere that made Chloe question his sanity (or insanity).

"What does that even mean?"

Lucifer just smirked at her and shrugged.

Every waking day he had let her drag him case after case, and Chloe thought nothing out of the ordinary of it, completely missing what the words he spoke of meant. Lucifer would throw the occasional quips and innuendos to which the detective would repay with her signature eye roll, because that's just how they worked.

Although if she were being honest, she would say something has changed. The civilian consultant never missed an opportunity to insist on doing everything his way and seldomly rolled with what he was given. It was like he gave up and was basically just going through the motions. Gone the vibrant Morningstar replaced with a doppelganger.

"Okay, that's it." Chloe stated after closing their latest case. "What's going on with you?"

"I have no idea what you're talking about, Detective."

"Something's different about you."

"Oh? What might that be?"

"You're so...subdued," She gestured with her hands "...followed the rules, played by the book, I mean it's refreshing and disturbing at the same time."

"Am I really? I haven't noticed. Besides, Isn't that what you wanted?"

"Yeah, but…"

"But, no matter." He interjected. "May I be dismissed now? I've quite a few pressing matters to attend to at Lux, but if my services are still needed, I am at your disposal, Detective."

Lucifer slightly dipped his head while the blonde arched an eyebrow at his statement.

"No, we're good here. You can go."

"As you wish. Don't hesitate to summon me should you need my help. Have a good night, Detective."

Summon? Really?

The detective shook her head and murmured after Lucifer turned his back. Perhaps it's nothing serious and she was just overthinking.

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Lucifer handed the keys to valet service when he arrived at Lux and instructed his staff not to let anyone up the penthouse until further notice, except for a certain blonde.

He went straight to the bar and poured himself a drink then sat by his baby grand. He skimmed over the keys, not quite sure if he wanted to play any tunes.

It was a few weeks ago when he had the impromptu trip to Vegas to help his ex-wife. A few weeks since he reluctantly left Chloe to celebrate her birthday without him. The detective spending time with their common friends at his penthouse had been a bonus, and Lucifer couldn't thank them enough for picking up the slack. He would have stayed, really, but Candy needed his help more, for she had no one else.

The devil closed the lid of his piano, headed back towards the bar, and grabbed the bottle of the top-shelf whiskey he was chugging like water. He had decided the minute he gave Chloe his gift, that his sole purpose now was to be there for her for life. Do whatever she wanted because at this point, even though she was placed on his path on purpose, his detective was the only one that made sense out of his senseless existence. The only person that he desired. And in his own words, desire is the need for what he couldn't have.

Although, contrary to his Father's words, the devil was hardly 'unhappy' giving in to desire.

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"Good morning, Detective!" Lucifer strolled through the busybodies in the precinct towards his partner who had barely spared him a glance.

"No new case today, Lucifer, just paperwork, which you usually find boring. So you're free to go unless you want to help me out." Chloe stated as she flipped through the pages without looking up.

"I'll assist in this mountain of abomination if you wish. I told you, I'm at your disposal," He paused, "And here's your coffee."

This time, Chloe accepted the beverage and eyed him carefully, slack-jawed at his... she doesn't even know what to call it anymore.

"Are you okay?"

"Of course. Why wouldn't I be?"

"Seriously. Who are you and what did you to Lucifer?"

"Detective, don't be silly. You're my partner. I'm supposed to help you."

Chloe exaggeratedly drew in a sharp breath and huffed.

"That's it. You need to go and see Linda now. I can't handle your weirdness today."

"If that's what you want."

"It's not about what I want. It's about what you need. Go. Chop chop!" She waved a dismissive hand to shoo him off.

"So demanding. Lucifer likes."

Chloe couldn't help but shake her head at the comment.

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"So, what you're telling me is that you entrusted your life in Chloe's hands?"

"Yes, Doctor. It was the logical thing to do. I go wherever she goes, except when she kicks off of course, which by the way won't be anytime soon. Not until she's old and grey and maybe have a dozen more little hellions with someone worthy of her."

"Why?"

"Does it matter?"

"Of course it does, Lucifer."

"Well, I simply made everything less complicated. I couldn't be the devil because someone took my devil face. My Father stuck me with unwanted extra appendages. I am not the devil, but I'm not an angel either. I just want to be me. And Chloe is the key."

"But…"

"Nope. I didn't really want to talk about this but the detective told me to do so. And I did. Thank you for your time today, Linda."

The ex-Lord of Hell stood up, smoothed his suit and left in a haste.

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Author's Note: Not sure where this is going. It's something random that I wrote yesterday :D TBC...