NOTE: I wrote this fanfiction originally in GERMAN. So PRO: the story is already completet, I just have to translate it. - but CON: Translating (especially proverbs or idioms) can sometimes be a b### :) so I'm in desperate need of a native english beta. And if you find any scentences, that don't make any sense to you (I hope not) please feel free to contact me via pm, so I can change that!

(original "Himmelslicht für den Teufel" auf Fanfiktion . de)

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Prolog – an ordinary murder

It had been a long day. Lucifer and Chloe just returned from an arrest to the police station. They spend the whole week finding the murderer of a young man named Joe Tomson. His sister, Sarah Tomson, found him dead in their parent's mansion. At first, everything looked like he just fell down the stairs and smashed his head in, but Chloe's guts told her there was more to it. For the man had recently come to prosperity through his parents passing away. She suspected a robbery. The longer they investigated, the more obvious it became, that the deaths of the elderly Tomsons had shattered the whole family.

In a further survey of the sister Lucifer noticed her new expensive outfit. Chloe didn't have an eye for things like this, but her partner, basically consisting of Armani, Prada and Gucci, was immediately delighted by her new style. Without hesitation Lucifer talked to her about how much he enjoyed her change of mind, how delicious she looked now and where the money was coming from.

"Never knew they pay teachers this well in America."

Lulled by his charms, Sarah told him of her rain of money through her parent's inheritance.

"Well I guess you´re lucky in misfortune then. I mean, a dress does not replace a brother, but who says you can´t mourn well dressed. Had your brother known you looked so gorgeous in Louis Vuitton, he probably would´ve jumped down the stairs voluntarily.", Lucifer joked.

When Sarah burst into tears, Chloe inevitably had to roll her eyes at her partner's tact. But before she could sprint to his side to calm the young woman, Sarah collapsed on the floor, sobbing.

„I never wanted this to happen!"

Lucifer raised an eyebrow in surprise. „Well darling, it's not your fault if...", he started, but Sarah's outcry interrupted his clumsy try to soothe her.

„But it is!", she screamed at him with sore eyes.

"I was so mad at him. Since he moved away I took care of our parents and how do they thank me? The pitiful remnants of their savings accounts. But the eldest son, who abandoned them, inherits the villa? He had not looked at us for years. I just wanted my share. And for that, Joe had to disappear..." Embarrassed, she lowered her eyes and continued sobbing.

While Chloe handled the police work and handed the handcuffed woman over to one of her colleagues, she once again brood over how her partner managed to elicit the darkest secrets from strangers. Sure, he could be very charming. His deep, dark eyes seemed to swallow you when he asked you a question. But Chloe couldn't imagine telling anyone her innermost desires just because someone looked good and asked her for it. But she seemed to be the only one who didn´t fall for his mojo trick. Even Dan had given in to Lucifer during a leisurely dinner at her home and spilled the beans that he always dreamed about being a professional surfer. She had been so sure that Dan would withstand him. She even bet over a bottle of whiskey. But Lucifer had just laughed, snatching Dan's chin, staring deep into his eyes, and Dan was bubbling like a waterfall. Who knows what else he would have revealed to them if Chloe had not interfered.

It seemed to be a great pleasure for her partner to manipulate his fellow humans in this way, but when Chloe looked for him, he stood in a corner, lost in thought. During the drive to the precinct he seemed miserable and unusually quiet. When they stopped at a red light, Chloe turned to him and pinned him down with her eyes.

„Now spit it out, why are you so quiet today? "

Lucifer showed no reaction. His mind seemed to be somewhere else.

„Hello, someone home? " She waved her hand in front of his face. Lucifer wiped it away, like an annoying fly.

„Lucifer, I can see something is bothering you, you know. You can talk to me when something oppresses you. That´s what partners are for."

A snort was his only reaction.

"That´s what friends are ..."

Lucifer looked at her. His eyes sparkled. Was it anger she saw there or grief? But before Chloe could make it out, Lucifer turned to the window:

„I cannot believe this woman murdered him. I mean - her OWN brother! And just because of a bit money. He was the only family left to her and she throws it all away just to get new clothes." His voice, at first a whisper, had engorged into shouting.

Chloe froze. She hadn't thought it was their case, which occupied him so much. The two had already gone through much worse and usually, when Lucifer found a culprit he despised, he just scared them, threatened them with hell etc. and after the guilty lay whimpering on the ground, he happily went his way. This time he hadn't even paid Sarah any attention after her confession. He even appeared much uninvolved afterwards.

„We've had many perpetrators whose motives were not rationally comprehensible for us. Just think about ..."

"He was her BROTHER! Her only brother." His head flew back to her, while he interrupted.

His eyes glared angrily at Chloe.

„Maybe you can't understand that, Detective. You have no brother. But siblings accompany you throughout life. You grow up with them. Learn from them, teach them. You share your life with them. And you certainly do not end something like that because of a stupid dress."

He turned his face back to the window and continued more quietly. "Someone who kills his own brother destroys a part of his soul. They deserve to be punished. More than you humans and your prisons ever could...

...more than I ever could.", he added almost in a whisper.

Chloe did not know what to say. Hesitantly she raised her hand and wanted to press Lucifer's shoulder.

" OOOOOOOOUUUUU „

Chloe was startled as it honked behind her. The traffic light had turned green again for a long time and a line of angry drivers had formed behind her. But before turning her attention back to the street, she looked over at her partner again. His face reflected in the glass. On the spot where she assumed his eyes, she made out two red shimmer. Before she could take a closer look, the reflection was already gone.

Chloe sighed and set her car in motion.