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

Chapter XXVI

Chloe ended up being diagnosed with preeclampsia during her hospital stay.

What it meant was that her blood pressure was expected to be unusually high and unstable, and that her liver and kidneys could end up mildly damaged, too. The only way to get rid of it would be delivering the babies, but since the doctors were able to stabilize her rather quickly and her blood pressure remained within a reasonable range for the rest of her stay at the hospital, they chose to go on with the pregnancy. The thing that had changed was that, since her blood pressure was expected to be high, the blood flow to the placenta would be worse, and therefore there was a chance the babies could come out with a low birth weight. However, since Chloe was already so far along, it wasn't an issue. The working theory, celestially speaking, was that somehow, the baby that held the celestial powers —or both of them if they did— somehow interrupted their blood flow towards the placenta and therefore, since the preeclampsia was an underplaying issue, Chloe's blood pressure skyrocketed and she passed out. Ever since Chloe had been released it hadn't happened again, and Chloe's blood pressure had remained at a healthy, stable number.

Doctor Carter had suggested that Chloe lead a life with less stress and as little movement as possible, ideally, that she stopped working. However, pleading that working was what kept her sane and that it didn't stress her at all, she decided to keep on working until the twins decided to make their arrival.

Fast forward a month and Chloe was seriously done with being pregnant.

Given her diagnosis and the lifestyle she leads, she chose to keep on working and wait for the twins to arrive thinking it would happen two weeks after her admission at last. Now, she had grown so large it was physically difficult to keep on working at her desk job, and she had to take breaks to walk around the precinct because she couldn't feel her legs after being on a desk chair for so long. Honestly, the idea of an induction didn't sound so bad anymore.

At her last appointment, her doctor had chosen the date June 1st to be the induction day. She would be turning thirty-eight weeks pregnant, which was a week over what was considered ideal for fraternal twins, and hopefully she would deliver that same day or maybe on June 2nd. Honestly, she didn't have much hope. Back when she was pregnant with Trixie, it had taken her almost three days of labor to dilate and be able to deliver her, and she knew inductions could make things go by even slower. All they had left to do, however, was wait until June 1st and hope that no complications came their way since a cesarean section was not a viable option.

When the worry about Chloe's health scare died down, the excitement for the engagement rose. Everyone had been thrilled to know that Chloe and Lucifer would be tying the knot, but weirdly enough, no one had seen it coming. Lucifer had been able to keep his intentions under wraps, only trusting Maze with some information here and there, up until the date he decided to pop the question. Ella even organized a small engagement party at the precinct once she found out and Chloe was discharged from the hospital, overwhelming them a little but in the nicest way possible. The teasing about passing out during the proposal had been endless for both Lucifer and Chloe but in all honestly, they couldn't be happier, and they would deal with all the teasing in the world if it meant they could count on all the beautiful people they worked with.

Currently, it was Sunday, May 31st and Chloe Decker was sat at her desk, working. Why? Because a high profile case had been dropped on Daniel's shoulders and therefore, it had to involve Lucifer and Chloe as well.

It was nearing eight in the evening and Chloe couldn't think anymore.

She had been having awful back pain all day long and ever since the night before, so much that it managed to keep her up for a couple of hours. Having to switch between walking and sitting was taking a toll on her, and she would be induced to have her babies on the next day. Why was she even working? Only God knew, but she needed to get her mind off the stress and the nerves that thinking about the delivery of her twins made her feel. She really wasn't prepared, she wasn't prepared at all, and Lucifer wasn't either. Actually, she worried about how Lucifer would take on his role as a support person during labor almost as much as she worried about handling two, newborn celestial beings that had the possibility of being born with wings. Yeah, she was doing absolutely fine.