Heaven On Earth

Nine.

— chloe's pov

The blinding rays of sun peeking through the curtains awoke me and I realized I'm not in my bed, I must've fallen asleep on the couch again. I groan and stretch lazily, I squinted to check the time on the clock.

Oh shit, it's already 8:30. I'm already late. Trixie is also late. "Trix! Trixie! You're going to be–" I rushed yo her room, only to see her bed already made. I gasp and panic started to creep up me. I scramble around the living room, trying to find my phone.

Oh shit, somebody must've broken in, took Trixie and my phone. Damn. I run towards the kitchen to retrieve my secret gun but something caught my eye on the counter.

It was my phone. And a note. I mentally facepalm myself for thinking of the worst. I exhale and read the note.

Mom, the bus to school stopped here early. I couldn't wake you because you lacked sleep and you really need it. Don't worry, I ate breakfast. Please don't panic.

Love, Trix

I smile. My baby girl grows up fast. I type her a text, apologizing for missing breakfast with her. I check my inbox and surprisingly, there's nothing. Not a call from Ella or Dan, not even a text from Lucifer. That's weird.

I head to my room to get ready for the day. I showered and dressed, took a quick breakfast and headed to the precinct.

"Dan, no cases for today?" I asked Dan as I arrived. "LA is a bit quiet today, even I am surprised." He chuckled. "I'll do paperwork then." I smiled at him, walking towards my desk.

Today is a bit odd. It's so quiet. Maybe because Lucifer isn't here yet, which is weird because it's already near noon and I haven't heard a word from him.

I send him a quick text, hoping he would reply. Hoping he would erase my panic.

I tried to focus on the case files in front of me but something was bothering me. At last, I couldn't take it anymore, I head to the lab to meet Ella.

"Ella, have you seen Lucifer?" I asked.

"Hey, Decker. I haven't seen him all morning. Why? Is everything okay?" She replied.

"I just– I just haven't heard a word from him." I mutter, my disappointment betraying me, making Ella look worried.

"Alright, I'll call him and why don't you check LUX, call me if he's not there so we can put out a BOLO." She said then gave me a hug.

I nod and head out to my car. When I arrived at LUX, the place is empty and my legs started to shake. I feel like collapsing. Tears started to run down my cheeks and I can feel the familiar feeling of abandonment. It feels like he's left again without telling me where he's gone. It feels like he left me again to rule over Hell.

I tried to compose myself and tried to think of all the possible places he went. I dial Amenadiel and he said the same, he hasn't seen his brother since last night. He assured me Lucifer isn't in Hell and promised to help me find him after he dropped off Charlie at Linda's office.

I called Ella, signaling for BOLO. I didn't like the idea of BOLO, it sounds a bit weird. A detective putting out a BOLO for his lost boyfriend? Scratch that, lost fiancee.

Yes, it is definitely weird.

Times like this I wish Maze was here. Sadly, she's in another state bounty hunting. As I pace around the penthouse, I dial Lucifer's number numerous times hoping he would pick up. But no luck, he's not picking up.

I feel like giving up, tossed my phone aside and started to sob.

My phone rings, disturbing my cries. It's Dan.

"Hey Dan."

"Body at the beach, near Santa Monica." He said.

"Not now Dan, I–"

"You'll want this, I'll send you the details."

"Okay, I'm on my way." I said and walked towards the elevator door.

I put on my sunglasses to hide the fact that I've been crying and set off to LA's highways. Throughout the drive, I can't help but mutter a few curse words.

"You need to stop this Lucifer. Disappearing without telling me. We're getting married for God's sake."

I pulled up near the crime scene and I can sense a feeling of familiarity. It feels like I've been here before. As I walk closer, the more I remember.

This is where I go whenever I wanted to start a new. Detective, would you be my girlfriend?

My eyes started to swell up with tears again, I try my best to stop them but I ultimately fail. I noticed very few officers, Dan and also Ella crowding around the body.

Odd, Ella wasn't taking pictures, Dan wasn't interviewing witnesses and none of the officers seemed to call an ambulance.

"Hey Ella, what do we–" I said as I walk towards her.

"That can't be him, right? It isn't him. It's not him, Ella." I said, my voice breaking.

The man was lying face down, he's wearing a suit and his shoes have red soles.

It's definitely him.

"Let's keep looking, okay. This isn't him." I was about to walk out but Ella pulls me against her, hugging me.

"Decker, hey. He's just asleep. You should wake him up, it's burning like hell here."

What? He's asleep? Here? What the f–

I kneel down next to him, checking for a pulse. Relax, Decker. He's only asleep. Here. In the beach. On the sand.

I shake his shoulder in hopes to wake him up. "Lucifer, hey, wake up please." I whisper. "Please wake up." I say one more time and I finally gained a response from him. He groans and rolls over, scooting next to me.

"Detective, hmm you smell so good." He mutters sleepily. "Wake up Lucifer, it's very hot here." I said, trying to lift him up in a sitting position. Damn, this man is heavy.

"Of all the places you can crash, you really chose to crash our spot in the beach." I said. "Oh hell, is that the sun?" He groaned, squinting at the ball of heat called sun. "Yes, it is. Do you mind getting up because it's really hot here at this time of the day." I sigh.

He finally gets up, rubbing his hands against his eyes. "Ow, bloody hell." He hissed. "Let me see," I move his hands away from his eyes and I try my best to blow away the sand from his eyes. "Don't move." I lightly brush my fingers near his eyes and I can't help but admire his eyes. His beautiful dark orbs that probably hold the dark yet mesmerizing universe. I am definitely lost inside it and I refuse to be found.

He leans in and plants a soft kiss on my lips and I inhale in his scent; his cologne, cigarettes and alcohol. It's a sinful scent yet I love it. I love him.

"Come on, I'll take you home." I said as we break out from the kiss. "Oh, yes please." He grins his cheeky grin, earning an eye roll from me.

Damn, I love him so much even if he sleeps in the beach.