"I just..." Chloe sighed, resting her head against the car seat.
That day had been rough, to say the least. Her head was throbbing inside her skull, she was feeling nauseous again and all she wanted to do was go home and not have to deal with anything else. The babies were kicking like crazy and that was the only thing that managed to make her smile, and that was because they hadn't started kicking up into her ribs yet. When that moment came she would even dread feeling baby kicks.
The minute she got to work, a rain of texts started falling on her phone, driving her insane as she tried to do paperwork and actually be a detective. She then realized it had been a mistake leaving her mother at her place to do all the 'baby shower preparations' for a party she didn't even ask for. She didn't know how to tell her it wasn't in their plans to have such gathering, it would surely break her heart.
Nearing noon, a text lit up on Lucifer's phone screen, telling him to go immediately to Lux to take care of "urgent business". He hesitated for a while, arguing with his managers and asking why his presence was so necessary. Eventually, he gave up and went there, all after telling everyone in the precinct Chloe was not to leave the place and to look after her. He just felt so anxious at the prospect of leaving his loves behind.
Lucifer leaving from noon to about five in the afternoon did Chloe some good. It wasn't that she didn't love him or that she didn't want to spend time with him, but after two weeks of being constantly under his watch, well... It had become overwhelming, to say the least. Lucifer couldn't see it but it had been beneficial for both of them; Chloe got some space to herself and Lucifer got far away enough from her that his wing would heal at least just a little. In the end, everyone felt better. The only downside was that the entirety of Chloe's 'me time' had been filled by text after text from her mother.
"You get that she's really serious, right? She wants to throw us a baby shower," Chloe complained to her favorite devil, bringing her hands to her stomach to bring emphasis to her complaint but also to feel her little ones moving around.
They had gone to pick Trixie up from school and were heading to Chloe's house, which was as of late the place where Lucifer slept at the most. Their Taco Tuesday had to be postponed because Dan couldn't make it on Tuesday, but as it turns out he also couldn't make it on Wednesday either, so they were on their own: mother, daughter and devil... And probably grandmother, too.
"Why don't you want a baby shower, love?" The devil asked as he drove, briefly looking at the woman with whom he was in love. "It's a party, after all,"
"Yeah, mom, why don't you want one?" Said Trixie from the backseat.
"It's too much. We're still getting in touch with the idea that there are two half-angel babies in here, we don't need a party," Chloe argued, rubbing her growing stomach as the little half-angel, half-human babies moved around. They had found the babies would be the most active during late afternoons and late at night as well. "Besides, baby showers are done a couple of weeks before the baby is born, I'm barely past halfway there,"
"I insist, it's a party. We could use one of those," Lucifer said, completely oblivious as to what a baby shower actually was.
"Lucifer, do you actually know what a baby shower is?" Chloe asked.
"A party is a party. If there's alcohol, music and dancing count me in," a sign that he had changed over the months of being in love with Chloe was that he excluded hot people from his requirements. That felt nice.
"There's literally none of that in a baby shower. Everything people do is decorate onesies, build animals out of diapers, guess the circumference of my belly, etcetera," Chloe sighed. "I really don't want that,"
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She's Got The Devil's Eyes - Deckerstar (Completed)
FanfictionSet after 4x10 with a little, tiny, itty bitty change to the end scene. "What meaning would life have if one's world was destroyed? Well, Lucifer's world was no longer Earth, it was no longer the free will, the chicks and the booze it offered, no. H...