Lucifer Explains

"Where would you like me to begin, Detective?" he asked her and Chloe frowned. Where did she want him to begin? There were so many questions running around in her head, she had no idea which ones to ask and which ones were useless to what she needed to know.

"I thought you cut your wings off..."

He nodded. "Yes, I did. As I said in the station, Daddy Dearest saw fit to gift me another pair. This set I am not cutting off. For one, it really, really hurts. For another, I do not want to think of the mess it may cause in my life this time if I did. Being gifted wings twice is...well, let's just say I doubt I would get another set and I doubt I would survive the loss of another pair."

She nodded, because he had told her that at the station. She had forgotten in her surprise. "You're an angel..."

He grinned at her. "Yes. I never lied about who or what I was to you. I told you I don't lie."

She shook her head. "No. You said you were the devil...this is not the devil."

He frowned at her. "I can assure you that this magnificent specimen of a man in front of you is indeed the devil."

She shook her head. "No. You're not a bad person, Lucifer."

He rolled his eyes at her. "I don't know how many times I have to say it, and must admit that it annoys me that you constantly jump to this one conclusion. The Devil is not evil. The Devil is not bad. The Devil punishes the bad and evil. There's a difference. Stop calling me bad when I am not."

She blinked at him, because yes, he has told her that plenty enough times. She shrugged. "Fine, I'll drop it for now. Why?"

This time he blinked at her, a confused look on his face. "Why what? You're going to have to be a bit more descriptive than that, Detective."

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "Why did you get your wings back and why Dan and Ella?"

He perked up at that. "Oh! I have no idea why he gifted me back my wings, and frankly I am worried about it. Nothing with him is free. They'll serve some purpose later on, but right now I am just trying to get used to them again. Strengthening them for flight at the moment. The feathers only finished growing in. As to why Dan and Ella, they were there, they were interested, I took them up when they both said yes. I did go to you first. Well, that's a lie, I went to Linda first and she told me to talk to people I am close with. And that is you, Ella and Dan. You said no, like Linda did. Neither of you have ever cared for anything with feathers. That's completely understandable."

Slowly, she sat back up from her prone position on the pillows and rubbed at her head. "What is with the bird, then? I wasn't expecting you to get close to a bird."

Lucifer grinned widely at her. "Dusty has bonded with Dan. There's no getting rid of him. Oh, and just so you know, Ella is my comforter and Dusty thinks we're a mated pair. So, no getting too close to me with the bird around. Or Ella for that matter. And if you go near Dan in a more than friendly way, you may find yourself attacked. The little bugger is very protective of his mate."

"Wait, what do you mean Ella is your comforter?!" she asked, surprised and jealous that he hadn't gone to her for comfort instead.

"Every flock member has their place and job in the flock. I hold it together as lead. Ella is my comforter. Dan keeps me clean, by showering my wings. Dusty is Dan's mate and came along for that reason. Everything just very neatly and naturally fell into that order and place. I didn't even think of bringing anyone else in. Well, not yet anyway. I wanted things to fully settle first, hence the Netflix nights. And I think you might need to think for a bit before you can even think of the matter about joining or not, but I would be willing to see if you fit in with the others."

She blinked. Her? A member of this weird flock thing Lucifer had started with her ex and friend? Why? She didn't understand at all.

"I...I need to think on things. I'm confused... Lucifer, would you have told me of this if I didn't walk in on you?"

He nodded. "Eventually yeah, I would have. It may have taken a while but...for big talks, I generally have to be ready for them if they're not forced on me."

And she realised that all the times she tried forcing him to talk to her were not helpful in the least. She closed her eyes and rubbed at her face. "I'm sorry if you feel like I try to force you into things, Lucifer. I just worry."

She heard the rustle of wings and opened her eyes. Lucifer had flexed those wings of his, so they weren't lying flat across his back any longer. She stared at them, before swallowing quickly and licking her lips. "Can I touch them?" she asked, because it is honestly all she has wanted to do since she first saw them up close and personal, once her brain had kicked back into gear.

He smiled at her and extended a wing out for her to touch. "Sure. Just...be careful. The feathers are new and I really don't want to lose any now. Don't tug on them."

Nodding, she slowly reached a hand out and touched the feathers in front of her. They were so soft and slightly powdery. She wasn't expecting that. The very large feathers seemed stiff and harder than anything else, but they were like a bird's feather. She had patted Dusty once when Dan first got him.

"They're so...pretty." she said, her voice holding the reverent glee she felt at just seeing them. Touching them was something else.

They fluffed up slightly in her hand. "Why, thank you, Detective. I am going to try to keep them in good working order this time around. My last ones were a mess."

And she looked up at him with a look of surprise, because she remembered what his other wings looked like from the auction that sold off the fake ones made from his real ones. "No they weren't. They were beautiful."

He stared at her and frowned. "And you have stated that you know nothing about wings before, Detective. Trust me, they were unable to be used for flight, the feathers were too thin and frail. They were utterly useless as anything other than a tether to my father. Why do you think I had them cut off? For my health?"

"Wait...so that means God really is your father? Am I going to be in trouble when I die for even speaking to you?"

He grinned at her for that one. "Detective, darling, if that were true I would have damned half of Los Angeles by now. No, knowing me won't tarnish your soul or anything like that. Neither would liking me, having sex with me, or agreeing with anything I say. You get into trouble when you do bad things."

She relaxed at hearing that. She hadn't done anything truly bad, and had only ever shot anyone out of self defence. Or at least she hoped so. She had no idea how God would take the whole Malcolm deal, but she couldn't ask Lucifer that. It's doubtful he'd know, seeing as he was kicked out of Heaven.

She wouldn't ask about that either, even though most of the questions in her head not about anything to do with today happen to be about that. For right now it was totally irrelevant.

Stick to the topic and facts, Decker.

"Okay, that's good," she finally replied, when he began looking at her with an odd look she can't identify on his face.

He cleared his throat. "Umm, can I have my wing back, please? Staying in this position is becoming a bit uncomfortable and a wing cramp is going to be Hell to go through."

She blinked and looked down, only realising that she had a firm grip around a couple of his smaller feathers. "Oh, shoot. Sorry. Sure." She let go and he immediately folded the wing back against his back, next to the other one. Some feathers were poking out slightly. She hoped she hadn't broken any of them.

He shifted. "Ella! Come here a sec," he shouted.

A few seconds later and Ella was there staring at them both. She grinned widely.

"So, Chloe, how's it going with you and Lucifer now?"

Chloe stared at Ella who, without being told, immediately walked up to Lucifer and begun playing with his wings. He sighed in relief once she was done and the feathers were one again level with the others like she hadn't touched them at all.

"Thanks. Did you start the show without me?"

"Nah, that'd be rude. We're waiting for you to be done in here."

Chloe took that as her cue. She wasn't yet a part of their group, though she had been invited. But they had a night planned and she did gatecrash. She needed more info first before joining them and now just wasn't the time. She cleared her throat. "Actually, I think I'm going to go home now. Trixie is probably going to be overfed chocolate by Maze and that will keep her up half the night. I better get going. We'll talk later, Lucifer."

He grinned up at her and nodded. "I look forward to it. See you tomorrow, Detective?"

She smiled back. "Yes. I should be back to working cases tomorrow."

"Oh, Dad yes. My days have been quite boring lately. That will give me something to do other than sleep. Or sex."

Chloe rolled her eyes at that one, because one thing was clear and always will be. Lucifer definitely loved sex. At least he had stopped constantly nagging her for it. That was quite annoying.

"Goodbye Lucifer, Ella. See you both tomorrow."

And with her goodbyes said, she made her way out of the study filled with pillows and blankets and made her way to the elevator down to the club. She needed a drink right about now and Lucifer's personal bar was so the wrong place for it. She stopped, turned to the small group, now all sitting again on the lounge, getting ready to watch Lost together. "If you're keeping the wings out and in the open, you might want to shut down the elevator once I get to the club."

Dan got up and nodded. "I'll get it. I was closer to it."

She smiled. "It's good to see you getting along with mutual friends now. Bye Dan. Look after that idiot while I'm away."

He smiled at her and nodded. "Yeah, I got it. Go, now, before you get locked in here and Lucifer starts complaining."

Laughing and shaking her head, Chloe entered the elevator and smiled at the group. "Have fun," were her last words as the doors closed in front of her.

Turning to face the side in which the doors opened up to the club, Chloe nodded her head to herself.

So, now she knew the truth about Lucifer she found it really didn't matter. But that didn't mean she wasn't going to grill Linda, Ella and Maze over things next tribe meeting.

Why did she have to be the last to know?