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

Chapter XIX

Chloe honestly felt like time was slipping through her fingers at an alarming rate.

A month had gone by since Eve and Maze came back into everyone's lives, and things had been going so well that she was afraid thinking about it too much would just ruin it. Everyone was happy, everything was going as smoothly as ever and they were all just enjoying life as it was.

The detective had been cleared to start walking on her own two legs about two weeks ago and although she still didn't feel completely like herself, she was happy she didn't depend on the crutches to move from one place to another anymore. Being able to walk normally was something everyone took for granted and ever since she got shot she could see how awesome the human body was.

Regarding her pregnancy, you could say she had "popped" again. Her belly had gone from a cute and relatively normally sized pouch at the lower portion of her stomach to a huge pregnancy belly overnight. One night she had gone to sleep with no baby weight on her ribs and the next morning her belly came from right underneath her breasts, already making it hard to breathe. She wasn't uncomfortable, per se, but she could remember Trixie's pregnancy and that had happened much later on. She truly didn't know what she would be or feel like by term, if she ever made it there, that is.

The babies had started moving, like really moving. What used to be cute little kicks and bumps once in a while had become a full on kicking session. Lucifer was convinced they were fighting like MMA fighters did inside there; the kicks and movements being so strong they could be seen from the outside. Trixie was thrilled, of course, but Chloe not so much. Having grown so large so early on meant that the kicks to the ribs had arrived earlier as well. None were hard enough to leave her out of breath but they could still be pretty uncomfortable.

But she was so happy. She could complain all she wanted about having baby feet kicking her in the ribs, or the bladder —which usually meant she'd have to run to the bathroom ASAP—, about feeling like an overweight blue wale and not feeling like herself, yes, but the happiness those two little beings brought her was worth all the aches and pains pregnancy endured.

Everything was back to a new normal, one that tried to resemble how things were before Lucifer went to Hell, and it felt nice to have everything and everyone in sync.

Except for the devil himself, that is.

He had been having a lot of meetings at Lux as of late, and he was being pretty secretive about them, not even telling Maze what they were about. That was the only thing that was bothering Chloe, everything else spoke for itself. Lucifer was acting as if Chloe couldn't notice that he was sneaking out of work far more often than he used to, claiming to have urgent business at his club and such. For goodness sake, he was in a relationship with a detective, he should know better. If Chloe trusted him and herself a little bit less, she would think he was cheating on her, but he was far too in love and they had gone through so much together that she sincerely doubted that.

If that issue could be sorted they would be the happiest they had ever been since Lucifer came back, and that was saying a lot.

Back to the present day, Chloe woke up laying on her side, surrounded by black silk bed sheets and feeling like she had touched a piece of Heaven the night before. Thankfully, her sexual life hadn't diminished because she was pregnant; it had changed a bit but it was still just as pleasurable.

The sound of an unknown melody made it to her ears as she propped herself up on the king sized bed, being careful enough to cover herself up with the sheets surrounding her. She was alone, which was weird, she never woke up alone, but then again, the piano going off not too far away from her was a pretty telling sign that the devil had had an early morning. She looked over to where the grand piano was, catching a glimpse of a half naked, handsome devil running his fingers through the keys as he sipped on his usual glass of scotch.