Devil May Care - Deckerstar

Chapter 4: My lucky charm

The feeling of uncomfortable wetness spread over her like wildfire, soaking her pants in record time.

"Fuck..." she mumbled, not out of pain or anything, at least not yet, but because it was beginning to sink in.

"Wha... What do you mean your water broke?" Lucifer asked confusedly, the softness that his eyes had gained over that last moment they shared quickly fading to worry once he saw the shift in Chloe's semblance.

"It means..." And there it was, her first contraction. Awfully painful, yes, but not bad enough that it impaired her to talk through it. "It means the baby is coming," she said through gritted teeth, letting the axe she was still holding onto fall down to the floor and taking a hold of Lucifer's forearm to steady herself.

"The baby as in..." it was as if the news weren't being processed the right way inside Lucifer's head.

"Yes, Lucifer. The baby," she mumbled again, slightly shocked by how strong the contraction was for having been the first one. Then again, her water had broken, which always meant a spike in intensity contraction-wise.

"What do I do?" he said, completely frozen in place as he allowed Chloe to hold on to him. He truly had no idea of the human process of bringing a child into the world, and Chloe seemed to be in pain. He was really short of freaking out.

"Just..." she sighed after a couple of seconds, feeling the contraction fade away and regaining some of her strength, at least enough to stand on her own. "We... We're going to walk to my car and you're going to drive me to the hospital, okay?" She stated, breathing heavily as she noticed how the pain of the contraction, instead of leaving her completely, went towards her lower back. She really didn't want to think about it but it reminded her of, when laboring with Trixie, her contractions started to not really fade away after her water broke.

"I can do that... Yes, I can definitely do that," he said, trying to keep himself at check and offering Chloe his arm to hold onto, letting her be the one that chose when to start walking towards her car.

"I... I don't understand. I still have a month to go, this shouldn't be happening," she commented, walking slowly to the exit and hoping that the eyes of the uniformed officers she had requested for backup wouldn't fall on her.

"If you don't know, then I know even less..." He did notice he was doing his best not to freak out, and he also did notice that he wasn't doing it for his own sake like he normally would, but rather for Chloe's. "Are you sure you didn't just wet yourself?"

"Just to remind you, I've had a kid before. I perfectly know how it feels when your water breaks and no, Lucifer. I didn't pee myself," She said, wanting to sound far more annoyed than she actually was. She just couldn't believe it was happening.

"Okay, okay! I just wanted to rule out that possibility," she made her best effort to give him her usual death-stare, but all that came out was an eye-roll.

"It's just a week short of term, though. The baby should be fine," changing the topic, she said, more trying to convince herself that it was okay going into labor at almost thirty-six weeks, instead of the usual plus thirty-seven.

"Detective Decker!" An uniformed officer called her name, and she groaned in frustration. She could already feel her belly tightening again, and that was definitely not a good sign. Even more so when amniotic fluid kept gushing out of her private parts. "How do you want us to procee– Hold on, is everything alright?" Marc, a really nice officer she knew barely by name approached her, and upon noticing how tightly she was holding onto Lucifer he immediately stopped. He would make a good detective further down his career. Thankfully, it was so dark on that set that the huge wet patch on Chloe's jeans wasn't noticeable to the naked eye.