A/N: So I'm still working on the tunnel, and I know I'm slow, but I had a dream about this the other night and I just had to start it, so yeah, enjoy this.
He looked back at the clock on his wall, he rarely paid any attention to it, but these past few nights he felt the urge as the night slowly passed him while he remained awake, painfully awake. He had had nights before with little to no sleep, usually though they were for fun reasons such as sex, cocaine, dancing with anyone downstairs. This was involuntary, it was boring, slow, and after it was over it was just painful, something uncommon for the devil when the detective wasn't nearby.
From time to time he would call Maze to talk to, but each time he did he would be questioned or pestered. At night he'd lounge around, rubbing away the headache beginning to form at around midnight and watch the sunrise over the city of LA. The mornings were far worse though, that's when it became nearly unbearable for him. Except usually then Chloe would call him about a case and he would finally be out of the small penthouse, well it felt small when you spent several hours a day, or night, there by yourself.
Lucifer looked at the time again, rubbing the sides of his head as he sighed. He stood, shivering slightly as his bare feet touch the cold floor. It was only one in the morning, there'd be several more hours before he could escape this place again. He sits on his leather couch, wrapping a blanket around himself as he looks at his phone, wondering if he should call Maze again, even with the berating and complaining it was better than this loneliness and boredom. He hesitates, having trouble even deciding if he should or not, he's never felt this exhausted. He sighs again as he picks up the phone, listening to it ring, wondering if she'll even pick up this time.
"Lucifer?" Lucifer freezes, feeling confused he looks at the number he dialed, making sure he didn't dial the wrong number. "Lucifer? Are you there?"
"Why do you have Maze's phone?" Lucifer asks, clearing his throat.
"She accidentally left it here, why are you calling so late?" Lucifer pauses, wondering if he should just hang up on her.
"Why are you up so late?" Lucifer asks instead, evading the question. Chloe sighs quietly on the other side of the phone.
"I'm finishing up some work, also nice try in avoiding." Lucifer frowns as he rubs his head again, hissing quietly in pain. "Lucifer, seriously, is something wrong?"
"I'm fine, you should go to bed though, Detective. I'm sure we'll have another big day tomorrow."
"I will soon, but you should do the same, don't expect me to let you be slacking off." She chuckles, causing Lucifer to smile, forgetting the pain in his head.
"Goodnight, Detective."
"Goodnight, Lucifer." Lucifer hangs up, still smiling before his head suddenly reminds him of the gnawing headache that is rapidly getting worse. He sighs as lays back, looking out his windows and waiting to see the sunrise.
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Lucifer opened his eyes quickly, he barely processed the fact that he somehow fell asleep last night before he gripped his head, bolting towards his bathroom and vomiting. This was the usual routine, besides the waking up part, but it never got any more pleasant. He gasped for air as the pain lessened slightly, he laid his head on his bathroom floor, feeling relief from the cool tile on his forehead. He heard his phone buzz and picked it up, refusing to move his head.
"Looks like you were right last night. We have another case." Lucifer read the text before closing his eyes, breathing deeply. He eventually pried himself from the floor as he searched for suitable clothing, getting dressed and grabbing a bottle of ibuprofen on his way out.
When he arrives at the precinct fifteen minutes later Chloe looks at him as he rubs his head. He immediately stops, realising how suspicious he seems. Chloe stays silent for a few seconds as she observes him, causing Lucifer to nearly squirm under her gaze.
"You ready to go?" Lucifer nods, regretting that immediately as his head pain worsens. Chloe stares just a bit longer before walking off, Lucifer following as they get to her car and climb in. Chloe drives in silence, constantly glancing at Lucifer along the way.
"Did you get much sleep last night?" Chloe asks. Lucifer realises how suspicious he seems and he smiles forcefully.
"Of course, Detective. As you said, have to make sure I don't slack off." Chloe smiles slightly at the memory of the phone call last night.
"So why were you calling my roommate so late last night?" Lucifer clears his throat a bit awkwardly.
"I wanted to talk to her…" Chloe gives him a weird look. He swore at times Chloe had similar powers of persuasion with just her eyes because he always felt the need to say more than intended. "I've been having trouble sleeping lately." Chloe nods in understanding.
"Have you talked to Linda about it?" Lucifer shakes his head.
"I have a session tomorrow, this is something new." Chloe looks at him again, she swore for a second she heard him sound slightly scared, Lucifer doesn't get scared. Before she can say anything more they arrive at the crime scene and Lucifer climbs out. She sighs as she spots Dan standing next to a car surrounded by other officers.
"What do we have?" She asks Ella.
"Charlie Young, thirty-five years old, died from…" Ella looks back at the crumpled front of the vehicle, it was hard to tell that there was even a body in the vehicle at first glance. "...being squished by metal." Chloe nods, as she walks closer to investigate.
"Any signs of foul play?"
"It looks like the brakes were cut, but I can't really tell if there's anything else yet until we can get the guy out. Also, there's some blood in the booster seat in the back which means he could have had a young kid with them who disappeared." Chloe's eyes widen at the info.
"Can you check for any fingerprints on the seat and see if there's a possibility that someone took her?" Ella nods, looking at Chloe sadly. Chloe spots Dan further off, searching in the bushes and in the surrounding area. She walks towards him, noticing a slightly scared look on his face.
"Have you found anything yet?" She asks him and he shakes his head.
"She's probably scared and hiding. It may be a little bit." Chloe nods, looking worried. "Do you think something else happened to her?" Dan asks.
"I think there's a possibility she may have been kidnapped, it's just a feeling. I want to meet the mother, see if there's anything possibility she may be involved. Dan nods before giving instructions to some officers and leaving the scene. Chloe looks around for a bit, before giving up and leaving the searching for the officers. She attempts to find Lucifer, looking around the scene and failing to spot the devilish man. She spots Ella again and approaches her.
"Hey Ella, have you seen Lucifer?" Ella shakes her head, causing Chloe to worry slightly. She looks around more, before spotting the man sitting on a boulder further off. She jogs towards him, noticing how he holds his head as she looks at him.
"Lucifer, you can't just disappear like that, you had me worried." She chuckles slightly, noticing how he hasn't changed positions. She touches his shoulder and he looks up at her, his eyes teary as he looks up at her with surprise. Chloe's eyes widen as the building fear from before strikes her. She leans down and looks him in the eye, quickly looking over the rest of him to see if he somehow got injured.
"Lucifer, what's wrong?" Lucifer looks at her confused as he touches one of his ears, she's suddenly worried he may have fallen somehow and gotten himself concussed. She carefully touched his hand, moving it and looking at his head and ears. "Lucifer…"
"Hey Chloe, I've been looking for you, some of the officers found…" Ella pauses as she notices Lucifer. "What's going on?" Chloe looks at Ella silently, unsure of how to answer.
"I'm not sure, I found him sitting here holding his head. He was crying and he won't answer me." Ella walks over and leans down next to Chloe, looking at Lucifer as well. She observes Lucifer similarly to the way Chloe did earlier, shaking her head.
"He doesn't have any bruising or anything, I don't see anything physically wrong with him, you should get him to a doctor." Lucifer shakes his head, Chloe looking at him confused.
Lucifer's head was pounding harder than it had that morning, during the commotion of the missing child he had managed to sneak away to somewhere more secluded while he rubbed his head. It was about ten minutes later when he noticed how muffled his hearing was and then five minutes after that he noticed the Detective touching his shoulder, fear on her face.
He had been able to hear for the most part, but with the pounding in his head, he couldn't focus enough to speak or even move his head. It wasn't until he had heard Ella talk about a doctor that he was able to communicate.
"Lucifer, clearly something is wrong, so tell me or I am taking you to the ER." Lucifer rubbed his head again, the headache feeling slightly better.
"I don't need a doctor, it's just a headache." Chloe sighed in frustration.
"A headache bad enough to make you cry and unable to talk?" Ella gave Lucifer a pitiful look, he hated it, he didn't like feeling like some victim. He shook his head again as he stood, Chloe quickly shooting up beside him, a hand on his back as if he were about to fall.
"Fine, we don't need to go to a hospital for now, but I'm taking you home and you will try to get some rest." Lucifer felt that power again from Chloe's eyes as he nodded. She wrapped her arm around his as she led him back to the car, Ella following closely behind. Lucifer felt his hearing clear up as he watched Chloe and Ella talk outside, both throwing nervous glances towards him. After a few minutes, Chloe left Ella and entered the car silently, starting it up and backing out of the area.
"Are you sure you're okay?" Chloe asked as they got on a busier road. Lucifer hesitates, because he really isn't sure, he's never exactly gotten sick before, all of this felt new and different and he wasn't sure if this is what being sick feels like or it it's something else.
"I've never been sick before, is it possible I have a cold?" Chloe sighs slightly, he knew it was from his reference to being the devil again. What was strange was this time she ignored it.
"It's possible." As they stopped at a red light Chloe raised the back of her hand to his forehead. "You don't have a fever, so that's good at least. Having you been having these migraines often?" Lucifer stopped, he had heard the word "migraine" before used by Chloe occasionally when she was sick and even once by Linda. He wasn't sure how to answer still.
"I have been having headaches for a bit." Chloe nods as she pulls up to Lux, surprising Lucifer as she climbed out of the car with him. "What are you doing, Detective?"
"I want to make sure you get taken care of before I leave again. And anyway I'd feel bad leaving a sick friend all by themselves." Lucifer chuckles.
"I am a grown man, Detective. I don't require the same amount of attention that your offspring requires." Chloe rolled her eyes before looking at him seriously.
"I get worried about you sometimes. And I know you have habits of not taking care of yourself at all." She comments as they walk inside the elevator to his penthouse. Lucifer suddenly feels a bit of guilt strike through him.
"I'm sorry for making you worry." Chloe shakes her head.
"It's fine. I don't think all of it is necessarily your fault." Before Lucifer could ask for an explanation, Chloe grabs his arm and leads him to his couch, forcing him to sit as she goes towards his bathroom. "You barely have anything useful in your medicine cabinet." She comments as Lucifer shrugs. He listens to her searching some more before she steps out.
"Okay here's the plan. I'm going to go to the pharmacy nearby and pick up some stuff. You are going to change and wait here for me." Lucifer nods, Chloe, looking more concerned. "And no alcohol while I'm gone." Lucifer nods in agreement again without any protest. "Okay then." She says awkwardly as she exits the penthouse.
A few minutes after Chloe leaves Lucifer feels the exhaustion from earlier once again settle itself on his shoulders. His eyes droop as he leans his head back against his couch. Before he realises it he's fast asleep.