She's Got The Devil's Eyes - Deckerstar (Completed)

Chapter XI

Well, the fact that things didn't go as Chloe wanted had to be the understatement of the millennia.

It had been a little bit over a week since that awful night where Lucifer found out, and ever since then, they had not spoken a word about the subject. Every time Chloe tried to Lucifer would just look so uncomfortable and out of his element, and he would do literally anything to stop talking about it. The last time anything referred to Chloe's pregnancy made it into the briefest conversation was when Chloe casually told him she had another doctor's appointment and that he was welcome to come if he wanted to. Needless to say, he didn't answer. It made things awkward because they were still in a relationship and loved the other dearly but having such a huge thing come in between them was really testing them.

Given the events that happened on their last stakeout, Chloe was forced to tell their Lieutenant that she was, indeed, pregnant. She didn't have to do much explaining luckily because her boss was a woman that also valued privacy, so with telling her how far along she was and briefly going over her situation everything was sorted. She, of course, still had to wear the bandage on her arm so people would believe she was actually hurt and not find it suspicious. She just couldn't go around her life telling people she was pregnant with a celestial being who could heal her almost instantly and had taken down another celestial being while it was the size of a raspberry.

People at work could tell there was some kind of tension between Chloe and Lucifer but no one had dared to ask. Of course, the only ones that knew a little bit more about the whole situation were Dan and Ella, and the piercing daggers Chloe would send their way every time she saw them with the intention of making a question or comment was enough to keep them quiet. She just had so much on her plate with Lucifer and her pregnancy and all the changes happening to her body —namely, healing completely from a bullet graze in an hour— that she just couldn't deal with the worries and questions of everyone else. She was pregnant, for goodness sake, she was allowed to act selfishly. She was just trying to pretend everything was fine when in reality all she wanted was for Lucifer to finally accept the idea that their child would be coming next summer and just be there as her emotional support.

Ever since the horrific finding out, they had been sleeping apart more often than they slept together. They both were trying to convince themselves that everything was fine and that they still had their own things to deal with outside of their relationship but in reality what was happening was that they had grown apart to some extent, and neither one of them wanted to acknowledge that. Thankfully for everyone, Lucifer was having his therapy session that Thursday which would hopefully bring some clarity to the whole situation because, in all honesty, Chloe just missed him, and he also missed her but it just felt weird to completely act as if nothing were happening.

Regarding Lucifer, well, it wasn't like acting as if everything was okay had been proven useful. He acted —or rather tried to— as if nothing had changed but not so deep down he knew things had taken a one-eighty, be them with Chloe or with anything else. He just couldn't come to terms with the fact that he was going to be a father and that there wasn't any possible way of things not ending up with him fathering a half-human spawn. He would find himself staring at Chloe's stomach far more often than he'd like to admit, he would always have it present, but he would never, under any circumstance, let his hands near the place that was brewing his child. Ever since he was able to put a name to the sound he had fallen asleep to in so many occasions he had refused to hear it again. It was just so... It made him realize that the situation he was in was no joke, and he really didn't want to be told that.

With all of that in mind —like every single second of his awake time, and sometimes in his dreams, too— he drove himself to Linda's so she could work her magic on him. He just couldn't keep on living with the chaos inside his head and the constant knowledge that the growth of Chloe's stomach was constant. He wasn't able to deal with it as he should and therefore, he felt like he was failing Chloe, which was a whole other problem on itself.