Lucifer's Son (A Collection of Lucifer Morningstar One-Shots)

He Was Someone With The Last Name Of Morningstar

 "Ella, do we have an ID on the victim?" Chloe Decker asked as she walked around the body, glancing around at everything.

"Jarett Kniese, 19, barely a high school graduate..." Ella gave a sad smile as she took another couple of pictures. "We'd have to run some tests, but seeing as this was a party, it's safe to assume he had a good amount of alcohol in his system. Not that that really matters, the gunshot through his head is clearly the cause of death." She rambled a little, gesturing to everything as she spoke.

"He went to a party and he didn't even die due to the alcohol!" Lucifer almost seemed offended. "Chap needed to learn how to party."

"Do we have any good evidence on who could have done this?" Chloe asked, ignoring Lucifer's comment.

"Any we had was trampled, assumingly by the rush of people running out after the shot was fired..." Ella explained.

"I need a list of everyone who was at that party, right now, everyone who was there is a suspect."

"With teens these days, everything ends up on social media," Lucifer said snarkily tone in his voice, grabbing one of the half-empty bottles of alcohol and taking a large swig.

"When will you learn to stop drinking the evidence?"

"I can never let a good drink to go to waste!"

"Then do drink at your own home, I'll call you if we find anything."

"No, no, no, I'm staying right here with you, Detective, partying is my specialty!"

"Guys!" Ella suddenly shouted, overly excited. "I found a phone! Not the vic's," She held up the phone with her gloved hands. "Sad part is: it's got a passcode."

"Most people's phones have a passcode. Do we have anything else on it?" Chloe asked, looking over the phone with Ella, noticing the background was just a photo of flames, nothing really identifying.

"I can get this tested for fingerprints, otherwise, nothing."

Nobody seemed to notice the teen male with rage-filled eyes staring at the crime scene from outside the house, fists clenched, face flashing a threatening but not terrifying red leather.

Those fingerprints were in and identified by the next morning when Chloe and Lucifer came into the office, the two of them talking about whatever crazy thing Maze had recently done.

"Any ID on that phone?" Chloe asked, just as quickly as the door forensic office door closed.

"Actually yes... And... You're not going to believe this..." Ella spoke slowly, almost confused as she grabbed and looked at the results again. "They were a little difficult to identify, but they came back with a perfect match: one Mr. Drystan Morningstar."

The room fell awkwardly silent as Ella and Chloe instantly looked at Lucifer. The devil's eyes were wide as his mouth gaped open slightly.

"That's impossible!" He spoke quickly. "I don't have a child."

"You've slept with so many people, Lucifer, there's a great chance that at least one of them has ended up pregnant," Chloe explained.

"Clearly he changed his name! He wanted to be cool and changed his last name to match mine. I don't blame him."

"According to the database, he has never changed his name," Ella explained, looking at her computer where she had the database for Drystan pulled up.

"No matter what, so far, Morningstar is the only witness and possible suspect we have, we need to get him into the station right away," Detective Decker spoke, authority in her voice. "Lucifer..." Her tone softened as she looked at the stunned fallen angel. "Perhaps you should go rest for a bit, go home, I can handle this. Finding out you have a kid is a huge deal, you need time to process this."