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

Chapter XXVIII

The birth of the devil's daughter had gone by like in slow motion to him.

He had seen and understood everything, he had seen Chloe go downhill fast ever since she started pushing again, and he had seen the love of his life pass out just as his baby girl was placed on her chest. He had seen how she had slipped back into that state she had been in while delivering August, a state that no external stimuli would make her react, a state where she was one with her body and everything else didn't matter. He then saw how she became less and less aware, as if she had somehow detached herself from her mind, and her senses just couldn't work anymore. She'd been distant, like she couldn't look, like she couldn't hear.

And then the moment came when Claire was out, and Chloe just passed out on them. Lucifer had never been more scared and relieved at the same time. On one side, his daughter seemed to be alright and finally earthside, and on the other, Chloe was no longer conscious.

Everyone around them was screaming, moving fast and trying to help the situation that had fallen upon their shoulders. Everyone wanted to take his daughter away from them, to get the love of his life away from him. He was relieved his baby girl was well and breathing, having given her first cries only seconds after being born, but he was so worried about Chloe.

There, in the bed, lay his unconscious soon to be bride with his little baby girl on top of her chest, and he just wanted things to be over with, he wanted to have his family by his side.

"We have to get the baby away," Lucifer heard someone say, he couldn't recall who, and it was at that moment when he was finally brought back to the chaos going on in that delivery room.

His eyes made it to the umbilical cord that the doctor was about to clamp down, the link that kept mom and baby connected by blood, the link that had nurtured his daughter for nine long months. With that image in mind, understanding what having the umbilical cord intact meant, his eyes went to his baby girl's back. The little girl was crying loudly as she lay on her side, facing the devil, which didn't allow him to understand how much of a celestial being she was. However, everything happening around them called for an immediate solution, so Lucifer took an almost instantaneous decision.

"Don't cut the cord!" He yelled at the doctor, stopping him from clamping the white-ish looking cord.

"Sir, what are you saying? Someone, please, get him out of here," the doctor asked, adamant to clamp the cord and take care of the issue the way he was taught, aware of all the medication they had to get Chloe started on.

"Don't cut the cord, please," he said, going for the approach that his terrified heart told him to, being transparent about how worried and torn he actually was. He then focused his eyes on the monitor by Chloe's left side and watched. "Don't cut it, just watch,"

"Mister, she's at risk of having a seizure, we have to get moving," a nurse said, but Lucifer just remained quiet, alternating his eyes between the blood pressure monitor and the tiny baby girl crying her lungs out on top of Chloe's stomach.

"What is he..." and just as the doctor was about to scold him again, his eyes made contact with the vitals monitor and he saw how Chloe's blood pressure started to decrease on its own. "What is going on?"

"Her blood pressure is going down," a nurse said with an evident tone of disbelief, taking a look at the blood pressure strap on Chloe's arm to make sure it was taking the measurements the way it should.

"How is it...? We didn't give her anything," the doctor said again, looking at the monitor as the values decreased down to one forty over ninety six, putting Chloe on a healthy blood pressure range once again.