Chapter 34 – Heart and Soul

Because you held me tight,
And stole a kiss in the night...

Heart and soul, I begged to be adored,
Lost control, and tumbled overboard,
Gladly...
That magic night we kissed,
There in the moon mist.

Oh! but your lips were thrilling, much too thrilling,
Never before were mine so strangely willing.

But now I see, what one embrace can do,
Look at me, it's got me loving you,
Madly...
That little kiss you stole,
Held all my heart and soul.

Frank Loesser

After eating the soup he hung around with her a little and helped clean up. He seemed lost. She wasn't sure what to do to help him find himself again. She tried to get him to talk but he was evasive and after awhile he left the beach house and headed home.

He flew out from the rooftop of Lux, it was a dark night, moon and stars cloaked by a cloying blanket of black cloud that whispered of rain. A damp wind uncomfortable and penetrating accompanied him on his journey. He landed in the clearing; the carousel by all appearances was being dismantled. The old Victorian house was gone -in its place a pile of ash. He wondered what Maze and Amenadiel had used to incinerate it so thoroughly. He went closer staring at the scene. He reached into his suit jacket and pulled the opening bud of a lily. He had taken it from the courtyard garden outside of Lux. The petals were so fragile and easily breakable. He sat down in the grass letting the scent of the flower soothe his muddled thoughts. He still wasn't sure why he had come. The detective had said he should do whatever it was that would bring him peace and somehow he felt compelled to visit the site. Linda had said he needed closure. He couldn't see how being here would bring it but he was willing to give it a try.

"Mum, I know you aren't here, probably not anywhere if Dad truly granted your request." His heart raced and Dr. Linda's council echoed in his ears so he paused to breathe deeply. "I wish…" he laughed hoarsely. "I wish you hadn't gone crazy. You truly were a lovely mum up to that point. I do need to thank you for introducing me to the piano and the other instruments. To this day they bring me both solace and joy."

He cleared his throat, his chest felt tight and the obstruction was back in his throat but there were no tears left, he had shed them all on the beach. A light drizzle started to fall. "I can't forgive you for what you did to me, I realize now that perhaps your illness made you irrational and filled with rage. I can however forgive you for forcing the wings on me. They truly helped me to defeat Asmo and protect Chloe and her offspring. You were right I was rather irrational. As good as it feels though to be able to fly again I have to get Maze to cut them off. I'm sorry Mum, I know you meant well but they remind me of things I'd like to permanently put in the past. From here forward I'd rather focus on the good at the beginning when you taught us to cook and to fly, we had fun together." He added softly, "Be at peace, mum." He threw the lily into the ashes and sat staring at them for some time. Later he got to his feet and pulled out a cigarette trying unsuccessfully to light it. Growling with annoyance he threw it and the lighter. Seconds later a pain so excruciating it brought him to his knees coursed through him before everything went black.

Chloe was awoken from a deep sleep by her phone going off at 7 am. She groaned - who would call her this early on her day off. She groggily answered it.

"Chloe?" Dan's voice asked.

"WTH Dan, it's my day off!"

"Sorry, but I thought you'd want to know that Lucifer is in the hospital."

"What?" She awoke instantly bolting upright

"We were at the crime scene and found him unconscious. I couldn't get him to wake up. The ambulance just drove off with him a short while ago. I thought you'd want to know."

"Thanks Dan." She grabbed clothes and ran downstairs. She called to ensure Trixie could stay at her friends until the next day. After talking to a nurse she found him in one of the rooms in emergency. She was relieved to see him sitting up in bed scowling. A look of relief crossed his face when he spotted her.

"Detective, help me get out of here." He started pulling at the tubes attached to his arm and hand. Wires were attached to his chest and a blood pressure monitor recorded his vitals.

"Stop pulling at the wires. I spoke to a nurse and she told me you're a little hypothermic, as soon as your temps come up they'll let you go. Apparently they also did an MRI on your head to see why you were unconscious. What happened?" She sat down on a chair by his bed.

He frowned. "I don't know. I…I said goodbye and everything was fine I was trying to have a smoke before flying home when this horrific pain hit and I must have blacked out."

"Where was the pain?" she asked as her eyes scanned his body.

"Across my shoulders, it felt even worse than the time Maze cut of my original wings."

She got up touching his shoulder. "Let me see your back."

"Not until I see yours," he teased.

She rolled her eyes and he sighed turning slightly.

She pulled back the robe and gown and ran her hand over his smooth skin. No wounds or scars. Everything seemed normal. "Everything looks fine. Doe it hurt now?"

"No I'm perfectly fine to go home." His eyes locked with hers looking beseechingly.

"You're still feeling really cold." She shook her head.

"Detective, you could always warm me up." He smiled seductively.

"No I can't you might construe it as pity." She informed him grinning.

His face fell. "So is that what it really was?"

She stared at him for a moment, and then slowly shook her head. "No."

He frowned and looked confused. Not the look she was going for but then he winked.

"You need to kiss me again so I can believe you…you know to help warm me up? Oh and there is another part of my anatomy that's feeling rather chilly.' He smirked.

She smiled evilly. "Really? I hear it shrinks up when it's cold."

His eyes widened in horror. "Let me assure you, Detective, mine does not! It's not some bloody turtle."

She giggled just as the doctor entered; an older man with white hair and twinkling blue eyes. "Who do we have here? The man who slept in a field all night. Did you take any drugs? Were you attacked?" He grabbed Lucifer's jaw causing him to flinch in annoyance. The doctor looked concerned. He asked softly. "Does your jaw hurt?"

Chloe quickly put her hand on Lucifer's arm to calm him.

When Lucifer didn't answer the question the doctor gently tilted his jaw and shone a light into his eyes. He made an approving sound then gently ran his fingers over Lucifer's scull. "No bumps or contusions," he remarked.

"No horns either." Lucifer chimed in.

"Oh my patient speaks – that's progress. Aside from being cold how are feeling overall? Any discomfort or pain?"

"I feel fine, doctor and I really want to go home."

"That's what they all say." The doctor nodded. "Your heart rate is elevated we've been monitoring it and it doesn't seem to be slowing. Are you under a lot of stress, feeling some anxiety perhaps?"

Lucifer snorted.

Chloe spoke up. "He's been through a lot of stress and has had some shocks over the last few days."

The doctor nodded. "Then the heart rate is understandable." He reached out feeling Lucifer's forehead causing the devil's eyes to flash red for a second but luckily the doctor hadn't noticed.

Chloe gripped his arm tighter for a moment and gave him as warning look. Lucifer sighed heavily.

The doctor took out a thermometer and put it in Lucifer's ear making him squirm. Chloe bit back a laugh – sometimes he was such a child.

The doctor made an hmm sound as he sat back in the chair by the bed. "What to do with you?"

"What do you mean?" Lucifer asked suspiciously.

"Relax," he ordered then focused on Chloe. "If I send him home, is there someone who can make sure he stays warm and rests?"

"Absolutely."

"Then I feel confident in releasing him into your care."

He refocused on Lucifer. "Any dizziness, nausea or if you feel even colder you come back here immediately-understood?"

"Clearly." The relief on Lucifer's face was instantaneous.

"Drink plenty of hot fluids and get some rest," the doctor advised.

The nurse had barely unhooked the wires before Lucifer bolted out of bed to his feet and stripped naked. With a contented sigh he redressed in his suit.

"Ready!" He grinned, restless with the joy of getting out. "Wait." He suddenly looked alarmed. "I want to see Linda before I go."

"Sure." She smiled despite his drive to get out he still wanted to check on Linda. It warmed her heart.

They headed up to her floor. He stepped into her room and gasped. "What are you doing out of bed?"

"Hi Linda, You're looking a lot better," Chloe commented.

The doctor was on her feet with a walker.

"Doctor's orders, I need to start moving around so I can go home to recover," she explained.

When she focused on Lucifer - worry entered her eyes. "Are you okay, you don't look so good?"

He gaped at her clearly offended.

"He was unconscious, he ended up in the hospital and he was just released," Chloe explained.

Linda frowned looking him over. "What happened?"

He swallowed and looked uncomfortable. "I'm not sure. I, I said goodbye to mum so you see you can be proud of me." He smirked. "A little while later there was this horrific pain across my shoulders and next thing I knew I woke up in the hospital. But I'm fine now and I think I look quite good considering everything that happened."

Chloe and Linda exchanged a look.

"What?" he frowned, his brow furrowing.

"I need to take him home to rest, doctor's orders but he insisted on coming to see you first."

"Well thank you, Lucifer that was very sweet of you. But as you can see I'm getting stronger. Now go listen to Chloe and get some rest," she ordered.

"Fine, I detest hospitals anyway." He threw her a disgruntled look and walked out. Chloe rolled her eyes, smiled at Linda who laughed softly and followed the annoyed devil outside.

"Do I get to sleep in your bed again?" he asked.

"No, I'm taking you to Lux."

He looked even darker. They took the elevator up and he stayed uncharacteristically quiet.

No one was in the penthouse. She left him there and went down to Lux to Maze and quickly filled her in. The demon looked concerned. She put one of the staff in charge and went to take care of him.

"Are you sure you don't want to stay with him?" Maze asked slyly.

"I think it's fine if you do, I seem to send him running lately." Chloe admitted.

"He's not himself after everything that happened. Give him a little time to adjust and you'll have him eating out of your hand."

Chloe smiled at the reference. She always thought of him as a wild animal and the idea of taming him just a tiny smidgen was appealing.

Chloe smirked at the demon. "What should I put in my hand to tempt him with?"

Maze winked. "A breast should do it.'

Chloe choked as the elevator opened.

Lucifer regarded them disdainfully.

"Maze will take care of you," Chloe assured him.

"I don't need taking care of. I'm fine Detective. Why can't I go with you?"

It was almost a plea and for a moment she considered it. "I have a bunch of errands to run and you need to rest and stay warm. You have to follow the doctor's orders Lucifer or you'll end up back in the hospital."

"I'll take care of him," Maze assured her.

"I know." Chloe knew the demon loved him too – in her own way. She'd been there for him through all the eons in hell.

Lucifer huffed. "How many times do I need to say it? I am fine."

"Bye Lucifer. Sweet dreams." Chloe yelled as she got on the elevator.

"Seriously, the Detective treats me like a child!' he ranted throwing the demon an aggravated look.

"You look tired." Maze observed.

He groaned loudly. "Well isn't that just marvelous, my demon thinks I need a nap."

"Well, you do sound like a cranky child that needs to be put to bed." Maze said delighting in the immediate red flash of his eyes.

"I'm taking a shower," he growled.

She folded back the bed sheets and got some extra blankets. He came out of the shower steaming and naked. After drying off he crawled into bed. Maze grinned. She curled in close to him. "Roll over on your stomach." she ordered. He did as she said as she ran her fingers over his shoulders and back. He was still cool to the touch, much cooler than he should be. His back was unmarked, no redness nothing to explain the pain. He rolled back over. "Well?"

"Nothing visible. Have you released your wings since this happened?"

He shook his head. "I passed out and woke up in the hospital. I don't feel like it now."

"You need some rest." She curled up again against his side. He pulled his demon closer. She was so warm and he was asleep with in seconds.

Later when he woke up he realized the sun was up and shining brightly. It was morning again. He must have been asleep for almost a day. Maze was no longer by his side.

He heard the piano being played. He realized the tune was the only one the detective said she knew. He threw on his robe and sat beside her on the bench.

"How was your 24 hour nap?" she asked teasingly.

"Ha ha Detective, I'm totally fine feeling much better." He accompanied her. A feeling of joy washed over him. He remembered how she had come to him that night after Father Frank had died to be his friend.

She stopped playing and turned to him sitting cross legged on the bench. "Remember when I told you you make me vulnerable?" She asked, wide blue eyes focused on him.

He frowned nodding.

"Remember how you backed away – you wouldn't take my calls for weeks then kept your distance?"

He nodded. "It was when I found out I was mortal around you and could be hurt."

It was her turn to frown. "So that was why you went all weird? Ha. I thought I'd gotten too close and you didn't want that."

He snorted. "Really Detective, I want you as close as possible."

She looked away and sighed. "Remember three mornings ago when I kissed you and you thought it was just pity?"

He gave an exasperated sigh. "I'd rather not think about that night. Can't we pretend it never existed and never speak of it again?"

She squeezed his arm. "My timing was terrible. I don't know what I was thinking. Perhaps I was honored you'd let me in but nevertheless it wasn't the right time."

She noticed he tensed; the muscles in his arm grew ridged. He'd probably bolt again.

"What I'm about to say doesn't change anything. We're still…well whatever we are. I just want you to know, after all these months of working together and the fact I can trust you and that you have my back – my feelings for you changed, well grew." She squeezed his arm again. "And please don't freak out I just want to be honest." She laughed. "Somehow without me realizing it, I slowly started to fall in love with you." She took a deep breath, there she did it. She glanced hesitantly at him. He looked stunned, frozen actually; she wasn't even sure he was breathing.

Then a soft voice, almost a whisper stated. "You love me."

She smiled and nodded.

"But, but I'm, I'm the devil. The most vilified unloved being in existence." He stuttered in disbelief.

She shook her head. "You are Lucifer, a man who makes me laugh, makes inappropriate comments, strips naked at the drop of a hat and is the best partner I could ever hope to have. You are someone I can trust with my life…and my heart," she informed him with sincerity.

She could feel his pulse race. If she knew anything about Lucifer she knew he needed time to process.

"Anyway I just felt you had the right to know. It doesn't have to change anything between us. We will go on being partners and bringing in the bad guys. Oh I almost forgot, Mr. Salrose wants us to come out to the resort to see the carousel in action and treat us to dinner around 4 pm tonight." She got up. "Are you okay? I didn't just traumatize you too much?"

He sat at the piano looking stunned. "I'm fine. That was a rather momentous revelation, I..." His voice trailed off.

"It's okay, the feels aren't your thing and that's okay. I have to go. I'll see you later." She smiled at him.

He looked at her with wonder. He reminded her of the night Father Frank had died and she'd come over to keep him company, he had looked at her in the same way.

"Later Detective." He smiled suddenly. He sat at the piano for a long time after she left. She loved him. This amazing, kind, sexy as hell, fascinating woman, actually loved him. He swallowed the lump in his throat. Love – did it truly exist? His experiences with it in the past had left him hurt, abandoned, devastated. Could he trust in it?

He scrambled off the bench, showered, dressed and raced to the hospital.

Linda was in her room, drinking a cup of orange juice. "Luce, how are you?" She observed the wild look in his eyes.

"The detective said she loves me!" He blurted out.

Linda smiled. "and…? How does that make you feel?"

He paused, frowned, this his face lit up with a smile. "Wonderful."

"That's good, Lucifer, don't let your past experiences with love make you shy away. Embrace it."

He sad down on the chair beside the bed and shared her breakfast with her. When he found out she was being released he insisted on driving her home and getting her settled in. Then he went shopping, and bought her groceries and gift cards to her favourite restaurants so she could order in. He vowed to come by once a day to check on her. Before he left he bent down and hugged her kissing her on the cheek. In a shaky voice he said, "I owe you for so much. You help me, you are there for me. I care deeply for you, Linda."

"It's okay, Lucifer. We became friends while we were lovers and despite you just being my patient now that friendship never went away. I care just as deeply about you and I am SO proud of you. You have come such a long way and are ready for whole new adventure. Be Happy. Let yourself be truly happy."

"Do you really think that's possible for the devil?"

"I do." She nodded.

He looked vulnerable for a moment, then gave her a shaky smile and left.

He drove out to the resort later in the afternoon. He had spent the day at the piano. It was his outlet, his refuge.

He saw that the detective was already there standing beside Mr. Salrose looking at the carousel. His heart felt warmer just observing her.

She beamed at him when she saw him. "Back where it belongs."

"You need to go on a ride!" Mr. Salrose insisted.

"I used to love this. I probably still do." Chloe admitted. She got on and climbed on the back of a silver horse. "Come on, Lucifer."

He glanced at it warily.

I promise it won't make you feel like you're falling. It's just a gentle up and down and around." She assured him.

He lifted an eyebrow. "It sounds too tame; you know I much prefer a wilder ride." When she rolled her eyes he studied the carousel. He had hated the roller coaster, the drop reminded him too much of the fall into hell. He gave a quick nod and got on a black horse.

Mr. Salrose turned it on and they went around a few times. Chloe glanced at Lucifer whose face was alight with excitement. She loved that he was enjoying it. After the ride came to an end, they got off and stood still for a moment getting their bearings.

"That reminded me of the wild hunt." Lucifer said with relish.

"The what?" She frowned.

"If you are born in the fall and are an unseelie - a fairy part of the fall courts you get to go on the wild hunt – ride horses in the sky. Have you never heard of it Detective?"

She shook her head. "Seriously now you want me to believe there are fairies scouring the skies on magical horses?"

He lifted an eyebrow giving him a rakish look. "Yes of course. I happen to have been created in the fall and I'm acquainted with a few fae so I'm an honourary participant in the wild hunt every fall," he proclaimed proudly.

"And what exactly do you hunt?"

He gave her a look of disbelief. "Humans of course and the occasional demon."

"Of course. And what do you do with them once you catch them?"

"Kill the demons and the fae do whatever they do with evil humans that are still alive. As the devil I've only ever dealt with the dead ones."

Mr. Salrose came back from the controls. "Come you two, I have a lavish meal set up."

Chloe smiled. "Really not necessary. We are thrilled that we were able to return the carousel to you."

"Now now let's not be hasty. If Mr. Salrose went through all the trouble of setting up a meal for us it would be rude not to partake." Lucifer chimed in.

"Mr. Morningstar is correct. I want to thank you both properly. Come along."

He brought them to the room they had spent the night in when they were investigating the theft.

"Uh Mr. Salrose, I think you had the wrong idea last time, we aren't…" Chloe tried to explain they weren't a couple.

"Hush dear, this room has the best view of the sunset, if you want to spend the night you can and if not that's up to you. " The man smiled and winked at Lucifer.

Chloe shook her head at Mr. Salrose but thanked him. Who knew he was out to play cupid with the devil no less. She sat down with sigh marveling at the sunset that was imminent. "It feels so good to be able to relax."

Lucifer didn't respond and focused on the bottle of wine on the table. After opening it and sniffing it he gave a mmm of approval before pouring her and himself a glass.

"A toast, Detective?" he raised his glass and smiled at her widely.

"Sure, why not. To solving the case, rescuing the children, reuniting most of them with their families and to our partnership."

The sun slowly set washing them in orange and pink hues. Silence ensued for a few moments as they quietly sipped their wine and enjoyed nature's display. Afterwards Chloe asked "So how's Amenadiel? Has his wing healed yet?"

"Its getting better," Lucifer confirmed.

"Oh that's good." Chloe groaned inwardly, the giant elephant in the room was unavoidable. Lucifer spoke up first.

"Detective…"

Just then the food arrived. Chloe's stomach growled at the sumptuous smells of the seafood buffet that the server placed on the counter. When the servers left Chloe looked at Lucifer. "You were about to say something before they walked in?"

Her stomach grumbled again.

He sighed and chuckled "I think we better eat or your stomach will dominate the conversation."

She laughed and conceded. As she filled her plate she realized he still hadn't moved. "Aren't you hungry?"

"I haven't had much appetite lately but it smells divine." He inhaled.

She filled up a plate for him as she sat down across from him with it. Holding a prawn by the tail she waved it in front of his mouth, "Open wide, vroom vroom here comes the corvette."

He burst out laughing. "Fine detective, you've made your point." He started eating.

"So what did you do with your day?" she asked.

"I helped Linda go home, she was released today. I went grocery shopping – such a horrified endeavour but I wanted to make sure she had everything she needed so she could just relax and heal and then…" He frowned and stared at her. "Detective?" He sighed. "What? Bloody rainbow again?"

She smiled. "No more like an aurora borealis this time."

"Mmm impressive. Does it turn you on? You're actually a little flushed. Oooo am I turning you on? It must be me because I've never heard of the northern lights having special sexually stimulating powers?"

She sighed but didn't answer.

He emptied his wine glass and his dark eyes settled on her with an unnerving intensity. "You are the single most important person in my life. If something happened to you I'd have to go back to hell because I couldn't' stand it here anymore." His words were sincere.

"You'd have Maze, Amenadiel and Linda, they love and care about you." she quietly assured him.

"I can't explain it, Detective but it's not the same," he said softly.

She reached over and put her hand on his forearm. He looked down at it, smiled and moved his own back until their hands met then he flipped his over palm side up and clasped hers. She watched as his thumb began to massage her knuckles. She looked up to find his black eyes locked on hers, a shiver of desire ignited her blood. She smiled.

He smiled back, a slow languid smile almost predatory in its intensity. She totally saw him as the devil in that moment – the lord of sin and lust. She got to her feet clasping his hand and pulling him up with her, her other hand came around his neck. Lucifer's low growl almost made her knees melt. She made no other move; the next one would need to come from him. "Are you sure?" the devil murmured against her neck.

She laughed. "Does the devil wear Prada?"

He chuckled as his teeth nipped her ear lobe. Chloe was wrapped in an overload of senses. She put her hands on either side of his head gripping his black locks and kissed him as she had dreamt of kissing him. His lips were hot and his tongue danced and sparred with hers. She laughed softly against his mouth as he claimed her. She felt lightheaded with his mouth on hers as his hands wandered down her body gripping her hips. Lucifer had stopped thinking when Chloe's sweet lips had descended on his. He had wanted her for so long and kissing her was a feeling unlike any he'd ever experienced. He couldn't explain it - it was exhilarating.

Somehow they fell on the bed as clothes tore off, sheets tangled and bodies intertwined. Chloe gasped as a hot flame ignited and ghosted over her breasts and down her body making her cry out as it reached an apex. This was the devil unleashed and she went willingly into the fire and flame. He was gentle and savage - a hot flame touching, scorching, and burning. They both climaxed so hard that Chloe thought the room would literally be in flames. He hadn't been kidding as exquisite release made her limbs boneless time and time again. Afterwards with his face nuzzled in her shoulder he panted, "Chloe, in all the eons of my existence it has never been like this." Chloe lay in his arms, her body sated, and her heart alight. When she awoke awhile later she was still in his arms. He was asleep his black hair stark against the white sheets, his thick black lashes on his cheeks, his lips were slightly open, his body so warm she couldn't resist waking him. She slowly sat up and straddled him his eyes flew open and he growled with desire. She suddenly stilled staring at the silhouette on the sheets around their bodies.

"Are you just going to …hover there?" he asked.

Her eyes met his. "Sorry but look – the sheets are actually scorched."

"Look later, sex now," was his reply.

She laughed and refocused on him making him gasp. Sometime after the first release he had flipped her over, his tongue trailing a path of flame up her stomach when she reached down to clasp him. A whoosh echoed through the air, Chloe gasped as Lucifer cried out. Filling up most of the room were shimmering white wings giving off slivers of gold and silver. "How, how did you get your real wings back?" Chloe whispered in awe.

Shaken Lucifer sat back on the bed breathing heavily and trembling. His wings came around them cocooning them in softness and shimmering lights. Chloe wrapped her hands around his neck softly hugging him. "Are you okay?"

He took a deep breath. His voice shaky. "When I said goodbye to mum I thanked her for the wings because they helped me to defeat Asmo and save you and your offspring. But I said I would have to get Maze to cut them off because they brought back too many memories. I had realized how much I missed having wings." His voice choked a bit. "Dad must have decided to give me wings like the ones he originally gifted me with back."

Chloe kissed his cheek. "I think they are sign that he loves you and maybe he regrets everything that happened."

He took another deep shaky breath. "My dad works in mysterious ways." He captured her lips in a kiss and laid her down on his wings. She lay on incredible softness as Lucifer with a wicked grin took up where he had left off.

Much much later, they took a walk down by the water hand in hand.

"Detective, I…"

She cut him off. "Seriously? After the night we just shared you are going to keep calling me detective?"

He chuckled, "I didn't call you detective in bed."

She grinned, "Maybe you should have, you were after all investigating every inch of me."

He answered smugly, "Every inch of you is rather beguiling I believe a lot more investigating needs to be done. I'm still trying to figure out why I'm mortal around you but whatever this is …" he looked away for a moment then his dark eyes lit on hers again. "I want it. You," he took a deep breath. "You told me you were in love with me. I have a hard time with love, I haven't trusted it in a long time, but I think it was there even if I refused to acknowledge it. I think I fell a little in love with you right from our first meeting and after everything that has happened it has only grown stronger." He gave her a tentative smile.

She stopped. "What exactly are you saying?"

He sighed heavily and bit his lip. "Somehow you have set up residence in my heart, in my soul. I wasn't being dramatic when I said I couldn't stand earth if something happened to you. I think I love you, Chloe Decker."

She smiled happily. "Well I'm glad we're on the same page."

He looked shocked. "I just spilled my heart, my guts and that's all you're going to say?"

Her wide blue eyes looked mischievous. "I know you aren't much for the feels, so I thought I'd just show you later instead that I feel the same way."

"Oooo Detective! Right er I mean Chloe." He chuckled when she threw him a dark look. He tugged on her arm pulling her closer. He captured her lips in a searing kiss that made her toes tingle as a wave of flame once again danced through every cell in her body. The grass scorched black in a perfect heart around their feet.

"That little kiss you stole,
Held all my heart and soul."

The End

A/N: Thank you so much to all reviewers those of you who have faithfully reviewed DBhawkguy30, Agrove, Lisa 1972, Weemcg33, Junia Grey etc, and all others, (welcome newbies!) who have reviewed and favourited and followed. It has been a joy writing this story which was supposed to be a one shot but a pesky muse wouldn't let it end there.

There might be an angsty Halloween story "and the winds began to howl" with Lucifer and Trixie on an adventure, the idea has been hinted at in this chapter. Chloe would of course also be in it. Just have to find the time to write it.