Chapter One: Girl's Trip (And the Guys Are There Too)

A/N: Every comment has demanded a sequel to the alternate ending, so here it is! I don't know what this'll be like updating wise because I have… 4 other fics I'm working on and school, but it'll be done… eventually. Anyway, this picks up right where we left off. For any new readers, I'd advise you to read the alternate ending and the first four chapters of the fic itself before reading this. Other than that, enjoy!

Disclaim: All characters and the show this fic is based off are owned by… Fox Entertainment (?)… and inspired by DC comics. I own nothing.

Dan, who'd just fallen asleep not ten minutes ago, cursed when he heard his phone go off. Groggily, he blindly reached for the nightstand next to his bed and brought the phone within eyesight. After a second ring, he pressed accept call before sitting up. "Chloe? It's almost midnight. What's wrong?" He was always happy to hear from her, but he'd gotten off early tonight, considering the amount of paperwork from their last case, and had planned to take full advantage of that fact, starting with a good night's sleep.

"Dan…" she began, voice slightly wrecked yet cold as steel, "I need your help." He could automatically tell that something was up, his heart clenching painfully at her tone.

"With what? Are you alright?" He stood, flicking on the lights and wedging his phone between his ear and shoulder. He riffled through his drawers for a shirt and pair of jeans, then grabbed his jacket off his desk chair. He heard her let out a harsh breath.

"No, not really. He… left…" He heard her sniffle over the line, then let out a muffled curse.

Quickly pulling his shirt over his head, he asked in concern, "Who left?" He felt like he knew who she was talking about, but he'd wait for her to answer anyway.

"Lucifer." He sighed.

"Look, he's probably just trying to get his thoughts together. You almost died, and I've seen him when you're-"

"No. I don't mean I came to see him and he walked out on me. Dan, he's gone." He growled internally. He'd never trusted that posh, smug bastard, and now he's gone and done this. He tried to reign in his anger though, so he could get the full story.

"What do you mean he's gone? As in-"

"As in: the apartment in LUX is empty, the furniture is covered in sheets, he left me a fu- a note saying that he couldn't come back to L.A.-"

"A note? Are you freaking kidding me? He left you, and all he does is tell you in a note?! No calls or texts; not even a goodbye in person?! I'll strangle that bastard-!"

"Dan!" she shouted, causing him to quiet. "I need you to calm down and listen. We need a lead on where he was headed: traffic cam footage, any sightings, any recent purchases with his credit and debit cards-"

"That sounds like a good place to start, but can't it wait until morning when we're actually halfway awake?" He pulled on his jeans and bent down to grab one of his shoes anyway. "Where are you? I can pick you up."

"I'm at LUX, and I'm okay. I just…" She sighed, sniffling again. "I need time to process all this. I have to find him. He could be anywhere right now." Dan clenched his hands into fists. First thing he was going to do when that jerk showed up again was cave in his stupid face. He'd never seen so happy in her entire life, aside from the day she had Trixie, and he wouldn't let some half crazy psychotic asshole from God knows where break her heart without paying dearly for it.

"Alright. How about coffee before work? Seven? We can talk about-"

"Really? I just told you that Lucifer left and you're trying to-"

"No! Not like that! I didn't mean to- All I'm saying is that maybe we can get coffee to clear your head so you can tell me what happened. If you want to talk about it…"

"Yeah, I… I'm, I'm sorry. Yeah. Coffee sounds great. Fine. At the usual cafe down the street from…"

"The very same. Drive safe, Chloe." He heard her chuckle sadly over the line.

"Thanks, Dan, and… I will…" With that, she hung up, and Dan headed out of his room and through his kitchen, slipping the device in his pocket. Grabbing his keys from the bowl on counter, he left out his back door, locking it behind him before getting into his car. As he started it, he tried to pick what to do first. He would try traffic cams, he decided. Backing out of his driveway, he headed for the station, determined to find something, anything before he had to see Chloe.

XxX

Dan sat up suddenly, head snapping up from its position atop his folded arms. He wiped drool off the side of his mouth and looked around, disoriented. He was at his desk, at the station. His phone was vibrating under his arms, and he looked at the screen. Chloe had texted him a good five times now. He looked at the time. Seven. Great. He sighed, trying to shake away the last clinging signs of sleep. He stood, stretching and popping his back. He switched off his PC monitor and pocketed his phone, checking for his keys before leaving the station. He hadn't seen a sign of Lucifer in the footage he'd reviewed thus far, and he really hoped that wouldn't persist as time went on.

"There you are," Chloe said as he approached. He saw two coffee cups on the table. She'd gotten him his favorite. "I was starting to think you'd forgotten about this."

"No," he said, sighing and rubbing at his eyes. "Just had a late night at the station."

"I thought you were at home when I called you?" she asked as he took a seat across from her.

"Yeah, I was, but I went back in after you called. I wanted to be able to tell you I'd found something, but I haven't picked up anything from the footage I've seen."

"Maybe he didn't leave in his car," she threw out there. "It's not back at LUX or the apartment, but he wouldn't necessarily need it to get around…" Dan stared at her confused.

"So, what? You think someone else is driving him around instead?" He took a sip of his coffee, closing his eyes at the strong taste of coffee and a hint of caramel.

"He didn't tell anyone he was leaving," she deflected. She didn't have any foolproof evidence of that, but she just had a feeling. "Maze and Linda didn't have a clue. I called them before I got to LUX, and they didn't know a thing."

"Why would he leave though?" Dan questioned. "He had everything going for him. He had you, Trixie, his family that, apparently, he's made up with?"

"It's more complicated than that, but basically." Dan shook his head.

"Did he tell you why?"

"I-" She didn't particularly want to share the note with Dan. It felt too personal, close to home. "No, not in person."

"Can I see the note?" he tried. Chloe brought a hand to her face in frustration.

"Dan-" she started.

"No, no. Forget I asked. It's probably… I'm sorry. Just forget I asked. Will you at least tell me a little about what it said?" He had a hopeful tone of voice. "I don't want to pry because I know it's a sore subject, but…" She sighed.

"He…" She sighed again. "He said something about freedom and free will being a lie, that our love wasn't real. He mentioned his parents, Charlotte and his dad, using the two of us as pawns in some big plan. He was worried."

"About?" Another sip of coffee.

"Just worried," she answered. Dan sat back and contemplated her answers.

"So he left because… He thought his parents manipulated the two of you into getting together?" His face was scrunched up in the most confuzzled look. "How does he figure that?"

"I don't know! From what he wrote, Charlotte is probably behind it all-" It was then that his brain processed their last few sentences.

"Woah! Wait. Charlotte? Richards?! His mom is-" Dan felt like throwing up whatever was left in his stomach at the statement. "Oh God… I think I might be sick…" Chloe shook her head and rolled her eyes.

"Get it together, Dan. I don't like it either, but there's nothing we can do about it."

"I know, but… We…"

Sighing, she replied, "I don't need you to remind me that you two-That's besides the point! My point is Lucifer left because he thought that us being together was just some way for Charlotte to get back at his dad or vice versa." She angrily drained the rest of her coffee cup. "I swear, I'll make Hell seem like a slap on the wrist when I find him," she growled lowly. Dan didn't know how to respond to that.

"So, are we gonna head for the station?" When all he got was a distracted nod, he finished his drink and threw away their empty coffee cups before fishing his keys out of his pocket. He almost felt sorry for the bastard after Chloe's last comment. 'Hell hath no fury like a woman's scorn,' he thought to himself. 'Especially when said woman is one Chloe Decker.'

XxX

Three hours later, with no new cases, luckily, and they were still no closer to finding Lucifer than they were when they started. He slammed his hands down on his keyboard, his screen returning to his desktop. Head in his hands, he spoke, frustration evident in his voice. "Okay, either he's really good at avoiding cameras or he can turn his car and himself invisible because I haven't seen a thing that even resembles him. I've got nothing. You?" Chloe looked up from her monitor looking just as miffed as he was.

"No. He hasn't checked into a hotel or used his cards. If he's off the grid, it'll be nearly impossible to track him down." He observed her struggling with herself internally for a few more minutes before breaking the silence.

"Do you want to-" he began to say before stopping himself. No, she definitely didn't want to tell him anymore about it. Why would he even attempt to ask. He didn't cut himself off quick enough however, as she rounded on him with a glare.

"What more could we possibly talk about regarding Lucifer, Dan? What more can I tell you? I love him like I've never loved anyone before and he felt the same. He opened up to me, showed me a side of him I never knew existed. He means the world to me and I will go to the ends of the Earth to find him, bring him back, and make him realize that what we have is real, and that I'm not going anywhere despite what he's done and what he thinks about us." She felt a bit winded after that tiny rant, but before she could continue, her computer pinged. She read the screen and a determined smile crept across her face. All the while, Ella had stuck her head out of her space when she heard Chloe's raised voice, looking on in concern.

"Did you find something?" Dan asked, glad to have a reprieve from Chloe's angry love confession. He saw her scribble something down on a loose scrap of paper and tuck it into her pocket before printing something out. Another ping. This time, it was a photograph of him posted on social media. In the dark background of the grainy photo, he was by what appeared to be a bar and a table piled high with betting chips.

"He's in a casino," she stated. She looked at the location tagged with the picture. Las Vegas. Well, that was easier than she thought it'd be. "In Vegas." What wasn't easy was taking in the fact that he had a woman on his arm. She was pretty, blonde, looked high class, fit to be a model. So, this is what it had come to. This is what he did when he left, resorted to his old habits. Unbelievable.

"He's where?" Dan questioned, not sure if he heard her right. He came up behind her, peering at her screen. He frowned in disbelief at the photo. "That unfaithful son of a bitch." He immediately regretted that when he felt a sharp, stinging pain in his right cheek. The two of them looked up when they heard a not so subtle snicker. Ella clamped a hand over her mouth and walked over to them.

"Sorry. I didn't want to seem rude or like I was eavesdropping, which I wasn't doing on purpose by the way. I heard Chloe start ranting about Lucifer. I… assume that's who we're talking about here?" Dan sighed while Chloe nodded.

"Yeah," she responded. "He… went missing."

"More like he left," Dan muttered, to which he received a glare and a confused stare.

"Left? Last time I checked, he and Chloe were inseparable. He strolled in one day going on about the amazing night he had and how he'd never felt more like he belonged somewhere than with Chloe." The blonde's heart melted a bit at the statement. "Are you gonna chase him down?"

"That's the plan." She made to get up, as did Dan. When she noticed, she paused. "Oh, you're not going with me."

"What? Chloe, come on. The dude broke your heart and then left without saying goodbye to you to your face. Then, the next time you see him is in a picture with another woman-"

"Now wait a minute," Ella interrupted. "Lucifer wouldn't just do that. He wouldn't just walk out on us without some explanation. He's not that kind of person. He has to have a perfectly good reason-"

"Like what?" Dan demanded to know.

"Well, since you know where he is now, why don't we go track him down and find out?" Chloe rounded on her now.

"Hold on. What do you mean we? This doesn't have anything to do with you, Ella."

"Yes, it does. Lucifer is my friend too you know. Besides, we're tribe, Chloe. I wouldn't just let you run off without backup," she told the detective with a smile. Chloe shook her head, but couldn't hold back a smile herself.

"I guess Maze and Linda would feel left out if I went without them…" Ella grinned at that.

"That's the spirit! You go get Maze and I'll call Linda. We can all meet at your place with our stuff?" Chloe nodded. Fist pumping the air, Ella let out a resounding, "Yes!" and took out her phone. Dan looked between the two of them in wonder.

"I'm coming with you," he insisted.

"So you can try and strangle Lucifer when we find him? No, I don't think so, Dan."

"Chloe-"

"Look, I know that this is kind of personal to you too. I'm grateful that we're still friends after everything we've been through and that you still care about me, but this isn't something you have to get involved with."

"Chloe, you deserve answers. If you find him, there's no guarantee he'll give them to you."

"He wouldn't give them to you either if that were the case." He sighed.

"I know, but at least let me-"

"The station needs you more than I do. Really, Dan, we'll be fine. I just need a few days, maybe a week, to get him back. I'll call if something happens, just… Promise me you won't worry too much about it."

"But…" He hung his head, defeated. "I'll look after Trixie while you're gone." Chloe smiled in relief, embracing him.

"Thank you," she whispered into his shoulder. She saw Ella waiting for her by the elevator. "I'll be back before you know it." With that, she was gone. After the elevator door closed, Dan whipped out his phone before remembering he didn't have Amenadiel's number.

"Dammit, Amenadiel. Of all the times to-"

"You need something, Dan?"

"Jesus Christ!" he exclaimed, whirling around to find the angel in question standing by his desk. "How in the-When did you get here?" Amenadiel smirked at the reaction.

"Just now. You wanted to see me?"

"Yeah. It's about Lucifer. He's gone." The smirk faded.

"Gone? What do you mean gone?"

"He left last night, ended up in Vegas, told Chloe he was never coming back. She went off to go get him. I want to find him first, get some answers out of him, but I don't want to go alone."

"So, you want me as backup in case Lucifer decides to… what exactly?" Dan groaned.

"You're his brother. He'll listen to you. I want to be there for Chloe, but Lucifer would never open up to me." Amenadiel walked over to Chloe's desk, examining the screen's contents. He frowned and turned back to Dan.

"There's no guarantee he'll listen to me either… But I know someone who'll definitely be able to make him talk." Dan raised an eyebrow.

"Who?" Amenadiel shook his head, smiling ever so slightly as he put a hand on Dan's shoulder.

"You'll see."

XxX

"Okay, so… Explain to me again why exactly Lucifer left," Linda said. Chloe sighed. "I'm sorry. I'm just trying to wrap my head around the fact that all of what you're telling us is happening. So… Charlotte is Lucifer's mother, and she… somehow manipulated you and Lucifer into getting together to… to… get back at her ex? Or, that's what he believes. So he leaves because he thinks that everything between the two of you was a mistake." The therapist shook her head in exasperation. "At this rate, I'll need a therapist."

"Seriously, he's taking this role playing thing way too seriously now-"

"It's not role playing, Ella. This isn't some huge joke or silly game we're playing!" Chloe insisted.

"I'm sorry! I just don't believe that he's the Devil. Seriously, why would he just show up out of the blue on Earth after all this time?"

"Because he got tired of Hell and wanted a fresh start," Maze answered. "That's why he was here. That's why I'm here."

"Also, about that. Demon protector? Why would he need a protector?"

"Because sometimes he would get himself into a mess he couldn't handle by himself. I had swore to stay by his side and give my life for him if I had to. I'm no longer sworn to service for him, but he is my friend, and I'd still gladly do the same." She glowered then. "The only difference this time is that I'm the one he's going to need saving from when I find him."

"Okay, everyone just," Chloe began, "Calm down." They all silenced and looked to her. "First of all, I can explain everything fully either on our way there or when we get there. Second, no one's going to hurt or kill Lucifer unless it's me," she state with a smirk, to which Maze grinned back and the other two shook their heads with smiles. "When we get there, we're going to find a place to stay and then go out and look for him."

"Do you know how many casinos are in Vegas?" Maze questioned. "It might take weeks to find him."

"Well, knowing him, he'll do something to cause a scene, and we won't have to look for him," Chloe replied. "If we leave now, we should get there in a little over four hours, five if traffic's bad."

"I call not driving," Ella piped up.

"I second that," Maze agreed. Chloe and Linda looked at each other.

"Do you care to…?" Chloe asked. Linda smiled reassuringly.

"I'll drive," she responded. Maze clapped her hands together.

"Alright! Girl's trip to Vegas!"

"We're not going there to have fun, Maze," Chloe reminded her.

"Correction: YOU are not going there to have fun. We are tagging along because A) Lucifer's our friend, B) You are not going there alone, and C) We want to have fun. So." Ella seemed to agree and Linda appeared to be thinking about the statements. Chloe facepalmed, dragging her suitcase to her car. The girls would be the death of her for sure. She popped open the trunk and helped the other three load her stuff into the car, before Maze ran back into the house claiming she forgot her demon knives (which she did). All the while, no one saw Trixie climb into the back with a backpack on, squeezing between the suitcases and out of sight. Maze returned with the knives and clambered into the backseat after closing the trunk. "Let's get this party started."

XxX

Dan blinked and found himself in Lucifer's penthouse. All of the furniture were covered in sheets, the loft dark and empty feeling, lit only by the sunlight filtering in. On the balcony stood a short man with shoulder length brown hair. His head turned at the sound of wings and smiled sadly. Dan simply stared at his surroundings. "What in…? How did we get here? What-?"

"Who's the guest?" the man asked, leaning against the railing of the balcony, head laying on his arms. Amenadiel went to his side.

"This is Detective Dan Espinoza. He's a friend of mine." The man quirked an eyebrow in amusement, sun making his honey golden brown eyes glimmer.

"So, you're the douchebag detective Luci's always going on about." He stood, walking over to a very wary and nervous Dan, who was standing by the sheet covered piano. "Oh, please. Don't act like this is all new to you. You've been living among angels, and a particularly sexy demon, for ages. Flying here should not be the thing that breaks you."

"I'm still trying to figure out how the Hell…" Dan trailed off as he processed the words. "Wait, we flew here?" He looked at Amenadiel. "You flew me here? You're… You're an angel?"

"Here we go," Amenadiel muttered under his breath.

"So, all this time that Lucifer's been going on about being the Devil, angels and demons and God and…" He half collapsed half leaned against the piano. "This day just keeps getting better," he whispered, staring at nothing. Gabriel pinched the bridge of his nose with an overly dramatic sigh.

"You didn't tell him." A statement, not a question.

"Of course I didn't tell him. He wouldn't have believed me anyway!"

"Amen, their whole posse knows about us, and you've decided to reveal the truth now of all times?"

"Show me," Dan spoke up, voice strained and hardly above a whisper. "If you're angels, show me your wings." The two brothers exchanged a look before shrugging and putting space between each other. Amenadiel stretched his gray wings, a smile appearing on his face as he did so. Never again would he take them for granted now that he had them back. "Okay… Okay. You," he said, addressing the other angel, "Your turn." With an eyeroll, he spread his huge golden wings with a sarcastic look. Dan pointed, saying, "Those can't be real."

"Perks of being an archangel, bucko. Of course they're real."

"Arch-Let me guess, Michael?" Dan immediately regretted his answer when he received the most insulted look. Amenadiel choked on air.

"Michael? The first name that comes to your head is Michael?! What-If I were Michael, I would be the most stuck up, obedient, soldier like, blonde hair, blue eyed prick the world's ever seen!"

"Gabriel…" Amenadiel began.

"You're Gabriel?" Dan inquired. "I thought you'd be… Well…"

"More uptight and biblical like than this?" He gestured to his black button up, army green jacket, jeans, and Converse sneakers. Dan scrunched up his face, trying not to sound rude.

"Taller, for one." Gabriel mocked being hurt.

"Ouch! I am wounded by your extremely high expectations of how I should look!" Amenadiel rolled his eyes.

"I didn't mean it like that, I swear! I just… You look so human, both of you."

"Of course we do. What, are we supposed to be in white robes, wielding harps and flutes, or in armor with swords and, I don't know, olive branches or something?" Dan opened his mouth before quickly shutting it before he could say something stupid.

"So, you can help us?" he asked instead. Gabriel pretended to think about it for a second.

"Well, let's see. I was the one he called to for help around Christmas. I was the one who convinced him to stop being a girl and show Chloe the truth. We love each other to death and no one knows him better." He ticked each point off on his fingers. "Yeah, pretty sure." Their wings were away again as they made their way over to Dan. "We can explain everything to you later, but right now, we need to know where Luci is."

"Vegas. He's in Las Vegas." The archangel perked up at that, an evil grin of sorts appearing on his face.

"Oo. This just got much more interesting! Who's up for a few nights of all the lovely ladies you could ask for, all you can eat or drink, and a little bit of gambling?!" The two friends looked at each other.

"Are you sure this is a good idea, man?" Dan asked him. Amenadiel looked halfway apologetic.

"I'm starting to ask myself that too."

"What's the worst that could happen, right?" Dan turned to Gabriel.

The archangel exclaimed, "Great! So, what's the plan oh finally enlightened one?"

Closing A/N: So, that was that. I don't know how long it's going to be yet, or when the next update will be, but the next chapter will be mainly Lucifer… I think. Also, time to explain everything to Ella and Dan! That's totally going to go well. Anyway, thoughts?