Iris

4. Little Bullet

The following afternoon found Chloe driving with Lucifer to the hospital for her first appointment after work that day. He insisted that he should drive her, but she said she'd rather not get herself and the baby killed after an eighty mile-an-hour crash.

"How're you feeling by the way? About all this?" Chloe asked as traffic picked up on the highway.

She saw Lucifer play with his ring as he stared out at the traffic in front of them.

"Shouldn't I be asking you that question?" He chuckled to hide the nervousness in his deflection. Really, he didn't know what to say. The last thing he wanted was another fight like last night's.

"It's okay to be nervous," Chloe said softly, "This stuff is really overwhelming, especially for a first-time parent."

"Thankfully you're not a first-time parent." He joked. Chloe huffed a laugh and shook her head slightly.

"I feel like I might as well be. I haven't done any of the baby stuff in, like, twelve years, and I don't think there's a What To Expect When You're Expecting An Angel."

"You seem alright though," Lucifer observed.

Chloe hummed and thought about it for a moment. Sure, she was happy about all of the big and new things happening in her life, but she was terrified of the other shoe and when it would drop. She would lay money down that there was another shoe. Waiting for the storm after the calm seemed to be a theme in her life.

"Yeah, I think I'm okay so far. I mean, it's only been, what three days since we found out?" She laughed, amused by their situation.

Lucifer chuckled too although he still seemed very rigid in his seat. "Yes, I...I suppose we are getting quite ahead of ourselves."

"Right!" Chloe agreed, feeling the tension in the car die down some, "You're absolutely right. We're thinking way too much about this. We aren't sure about anything right now, so let's just go make sure that the baby is healthy."

Lucifer nodded in agreement adding, "And you as well," which got a smile and a firm nod out of Chloe.

Then he took a breath and said, "I know one thing I am sure of though,"

"Oh yeah?" Chloe entertained him, "What's that?"

"That I love you." He said softly with a small smile.

Chloe turned to look at him while her face blushed. Her smile quivered happily and her expression faltered at how cute he was being. Damn hormones.

"I love you too." She replied genuinely.

***

An hour later and the pair were sitting in the waiting room of the maternity ward. Chloe had just gotten her blood drawn at the lab, and now she was busy filling out strenuous and repetitive paperwork, while Lucifer fidgeted in his seat beside her, his leg bouncing while he clicked back and forth between games on his phone.

"You could help me you know." Chloe pointed out.

Lucifer scoffed and looked at her out of the corner of his eye before looking back at his phone. "If I don't help you with paperwork at work, what makes you think I'd enjoy doing this?"

Chloe huffed and answered, "Nobody enjoys this Lucifer, but it needs to get done. Here," She said, putting a few of the finished sheets in his lap with a pen, "These are asking for your medical history. I'll fill out mine and you fill out yours."

"But Detective," Lucifer whined as he flipped through the sheets, "I'm immortal, I have no history of any human illness, medical or otherwise."

"Well that could be argued," Chloe muttered under her breath. Then she said louder so that he could hear her, "Then just put no for everything. Don't comment 'additional informaiton' either." She tried to think of something to say that would get her point across from him, "You can answer the questions with the barest amount of honesty. Like, if today, the doctor asks, 'Sir, do you have a family history of cancer?' don't say," Chloe switched to her horrible impression of Lucifer's accent, "'No of course not, I'm the devil,'" Switching back to her normal voice, she continued, "All you need to say is 'No'. Got it?"