Wow, I am so sorry for leaving you all hanging for so long. Life got in the way and my muse disappeared but I'm back and hope to update regularly again. I started this fic a while back so the familiar name you see in this chapter is merely a coincidence. Thank you all for your continued support!

"You ok Morningstar? You look like shit."

Lucifer twisted around and shot a weak glare at Chloe's ex. "Fuck off."

Dan's concern doubled, Lucifer never went for such weak insults or comebacks. After being around the Devil for so many months now he had picked up on his small hints and tells, the minute changes in his expressions and the pitch of his voice. He knew when Lucifer was about to do something stupid by the small sparkle he got in his eyes, he knew when he was simmering by the tightness in his jaw, and he knew when he was imagining his ex naked by the twitching of his fingers.

He really hated how well he could read him these days.

It was because of this that even though the eccentric club owner and ruler of Hell looked perfectly normal he could tell something was very wrong. To an outside he seemed his normal gleeful, slightly maniacal self but to Dan he may as well been wearing a flashing neon sign. His hands were barely trembling around the coffee cup in his grip, there was a small line between his brows, and his bottom lip was flushed indicating he had been biting it. His cheeks were more hollow, his shirt twisted under his jacket just enough to cause a small crease by his left ribs, and one shoe string on his right shoe was longer than the other.

"Come on man, something's bugging you and you obviously haven't talked to Chloe since she looks fine and you look like someone just told you black is going out of style," he pressed, keeping his voice low as he fixed himself a cup of coffee.

Lucifer side eyed him, taking a slow sip as he leaned back against the counter, but stayed silent.

Dan should have known better than to ask him outright and figured if he sidetracked a little it might help. "How's the wings?" Ok, maybe that wasn't the best question to get him to open up. Other than Chloe and the Devil's therapist no one else but other supernatural things knew he had wings. Well, and he himself since Chloe had told him a while back. Apparently without Lucifer's knowledge or consent.

Lucifer's brows shot up, an incredulous look on his face as his eyes narrowed and trained themselves upon the detective.

Immediately trying to backtrack he nervously laughed and took a gulp of his coffee, thankful it wasn't scalding. "Er- Chloe mentioned them a while back. Was it a secret? Or did I just break some sort of etiquette thing?"

Dan was saved from the Devil's wrath by Ella happily trotting over with her ear buds in.

Jerking the white cords to remove the music from her ears she grinned widely and elbowed Lucifer in the ribs, "Hey you two! Don't mind me, just getting some coffee. I mean it's terrible but dude, better than nothing am I right?"

Dan nodded uncomfortably while Lucifer simply ignored both of them, taking another sip and staring out blankly across the bullpen to the interrogation doors that Chloe was currently behind.

Ella's eyes widened, her hand flying to her mouth. "Did I interrupt something? I'm so sorry, you two need to talk about something." Stepping back with a wink she pointed between them and bit her lip, "You two work this out, you're too adorable not to."

"What is she talking about?" Dan mumbled with a shake to his head, noticing a ghost of a smirk on Lucifer's lips. "What?"

The Devil glanced down at his much shorter companion and sighed. Linda was out of town due to some "emergency", whatever that meant, and Maze was still in Hell meaning his pool of people that knew he was the Devil was down to five, and considering he didn't wish to discuss anything with his siblings or Chloe and the spawn he was left with one single option. "My wings are fine Daniel, I'd appreciate if you never mention them again."

Raising his coffee cup he pursed his lips. "Noted." After a beat Dan tried one more time to see what was wrong because despite the Devil being a jackass he was also a, and he used this term very loosely, friend. "Talk to me, nothing you can say can be worse than me finding you strung out and half dead on my ex-wife's porch while she recovers from a gunshot wound."

"Good point." With a subtle look around he made sure no one was close by. "Someone I knew a very long time ago, someone who I wished to never see again, has recently reappeared. We spoke the other evening and it was far from amicable."

"So an ex popped up that hates you and you haven't told Chloe despite already talking to her. Or him I guess," Dan deciphered.

Lucifer looked surprised. "Well aren't you the little detective today? I was starting to think your title was more of a gold star than anything else."

"Screw you," Dan replied automatically. "You know you need to tell Chloe right? Secrets aren't good and Chloe's not stupid." Finishing his drink he turned and rinsed out the cup in the sink and set it down on a napkin. "So what happened? Why the bad blood?"

Lucifer set down his cup next to Dan's and saw his detective exiting the double doors across the bullpen. "She tried to spill mine so I drained hers."

"You're joking right?" he uneasily asked as the other man walked away. "Right?"

Chloe dropped the file in her hand onto her desk and ran a hand through her hair, looking to her left when she felt a familiar presence. "You missed the interrogation, I'm surprised you didn't just barge in and take over as usual."

Lucifer scoffed. "I don't barge in places, I make an entrance."

"That's the part you disagree with?" she laughed, rolling her eyes. "Come on, lets go get something for lunch."

They didn't go far; in fact they walked only a block over to a small establishment that served pizza. Chloe smiled in greeting to the older man behind the counter and ordered, her smile dropping a bit when Lucifer pulled out his billfold to pay without getting anything for himself. "You love pizza, did you already eat?"

"Not hungry love," he reassured her, waving off his change and waiting for Chloe to grab her slice.

Pizza in hand she walked to the corner and slid into a booth, waiting for Lucifer to do the same. She hid a smile when he stared down in irritation at the bright red seat with a few crumbs on it and handed him a napkin to wipe it off. "You haven't been eating much lately."

"There's no need to eat in Hell, I'm not used to the habit."

"But that's never stopped you before."

Knowing she liked Parmesan cheese he reached out for the shaker and slid it over before she had to ask. "I'm going to fetch Maze soon, it should only take a few hours when I do."

Chloe swallowed her bite and dropped her slice back down on her plate. "You called me needy yet you can't be away from her for like two weeks? I think it's time to cut the umbilical cord mom."

"The two aren't related and you wouldn't understand, she's my demon," he ground out. Things had been tense between them since he had returned, little things setting them off, and he wasn't sure if it was he or both of them. Were all relationships like this? Was this normal?

"I'm not arguing, I'm just trying to make a point. What is with you lately?" she demanded in irritation. "You act like I'm out to get you and fight me at every turn. I should be able to talk without worrying about offending you."

A squeal made both turn and look at the next table where a small round toddler was happily giggling at her mother and father.

Lucifer only looked for a second but paused when Chloe openly stared, a soft smile spreading across her lips and a yearning appearing in her gaze. She had been getting this look more and more lately and though it was probably the worst time and place to say it he blurted out. "I have a son."

He watched the way her ears pulled back, similar to a dog's he noted, before she slowly faced him with fiery eyes. "What?" she asked in a low voice.

"A son, I have one," he repeated smoothly, ignorant to the hell that he had unwittingly unleashed.

"Why am I only learning about this now?" she seethed, queasiness filling her at the unexpected admission. "That's something you tell your partner Lucifer. I mean- seriously? And I thought you couldn't have kids? Have you been lying to me this whole time? Do you just not want- I can't-" Shaking her head she abruptly stood and headed for the exit, chin trembling and fists balled.

"Detective!" Lucifer called out from behind her once outside. "He's dead and I don't lie! I don't know why it's so bloody hard for you to believe that."

Spinning around she screamed in frustration. "Lying by omission in still lying Lucifer! Who was he? And if you're not lying then why can't you have kids?"

Shoving his hands in his pockets he took a few steps and entered an alleyway to get them away from everyone else. "His name was Cain, his mother was Eve."

"Eve?" she asked flatly. "You had sex with Eve? Of course you did."

"Yes and she bore me a son who turned out to be a monster so dad decided angels couldn't reproduce," he added easily. "See, nothing to get excited about."

Chloe counted to ten to try to gather herself before continuing the conversation. She wasn't sure if she wanted to pummel him, cry hysterically, or run. "You had sex with Eve, the first woman, which was probably the reason they got kicked out of the garden and you got her pregnant. Your son is Cain, from Cain and Able, and you never thought it relevant to tell me? I call bullshit." She slapped his hand away when he reached for her and backed away from him. "You knew you should have said something and you chose not to. You selfish fucking bastard," she hissed.

This couldn't be happening. Unable to stand still she wrapped her arms around herself and began to pace. "You only worry about the now don't you, never about the future? Well since we're being honest here I guess it's my turn. I wanted a child with you Lucifer. Do you have any idea how big of a deal that is? I accepted that it wouldn't happen, part of being with the Devil I guess, but to find out it's your fault we can't? That your inability to keep your dick in your pants for five minutes took that away?" She knew she was crying, voicing things she had only thought but she didn't care. He had hurt her, and now she wanted him to feel her pain.

"I couldn't have known any of this-" he tried in slight confusion at her reaction before being cut off.

"No, you couldn't have known. You're right, but what I'm most upset about is that you didn't tell me. What else aren't you telling me? What else don't I know about that's going to come and bite me in the ass?" Pulling out the word he hated she shook her head, "God Lucifer, what else aren't you telling me? This makes me question everything."

Lucifer wasn't good at expressing his emotions, never had been. Instead of voicing or showing them he had learned at a very young age to bottle and bury them but being amongst the humans had forced him to face things and though he had no idea how to fix this he had to try. It was obvious he had fucked this up royally but try as he might he couldn't figure out where exactly he had messed up. "I'm not blind or daft Chloe, I knew you wanted a spawn but I didn't think it relevant to tell you I had one."

"So you decide springing it on me in a pizza place is the best solution?" she cried. "That instead of easing me into it a long time ago in private, doing it today in front of all those people was the thing to do? You're naive Lucifer, you're not stupid so don't act like it."

Running a hand down his face he wondered why he had even said it today, he hadn't planned on it. "In hindsight it may not have been the best-"

"Just stop," she spat. "You only get so many free passes Lucifer."

He watched her begin to walk away, the gravity of what had transpired hitting him when she didn't look back or say anything else. Jogging to catch up he grabbed her by the arms to halt her progress and leaned down to meet her eyes properly. "What does that mean?"

"It means we're done."

He had to think quickly. WWLD? "Linda informs me that sometimes we need time to properly process things, I refuse to accept what you're saying but I can give you some time to gain some perspective. Would an hour suffice?"

"No!"

"Two?"

Chloe slapped his hands away and dropped her face into her hands before beginning to laugh much to Lucifer's confusion.

"Detective?"

"It's my fault, all of it," she began. "You know I really thought this could all work out but it can't. You have billions of years of baggage and I tried to ignore it, I really did Lucifer, but I can't any longer. You just keep springing things on me and I can't deal with the emotional roller coaster anymore. I'm human Lucifer, I can only take so much," she finished in defeat.

He opened and closed his mouth trying to think of the right words but his mind was blank. "So me being a celestial being is the problem? Is that what you're saying?"

"No! Yes! I don't know," she cried, throwing up her hands.

The severity was beginning to creep in and though he yearned to touch her he refrained. "You've known I was the Devil for some time now, I don't see what's changed. I love you," he quietly offered.

"I love you too but sometimes that's not enough," she sighed. Life with Lucifer was a roller coaster, filled with ups and downs and plummets that made your stomach feel like it was dropping to the floor but as time went on it was getting tiring dealing with it all. He was exciting, never a dull moment, but some days it would just be nice to have normal and not deal with everything else.

She looked at him, really looked at him, something she hadn't done for a while. He was so different than when they first met, not so much appearance wise but the little things. His eyes, which used to be apathetic, were now filled with vulnerability as they nervously flickered over her face. His brow was pinched in concern and his tongue kept nervously wetting his lips.

Could she really walk away from him? The answer seemed to be no but the situation reminded her of an addict, just because you wanted something didn't make it good for you. Being with Lucifer was like riding a high but when she started to come down it was a free fall and hitting rock bottom was leaving her bruised.

"Let's go back to the precinct and finish the day and we can talk tonight all right?"

His eyes lit up, a cautious smile on his lips. "Yes, wonderful! I-"

Chloe waited for him to continue but he seemed to be staring at something over her left shoulder. Turning all she saw was a few people milling about; an older man and his wife, two teenagers, a thin blonde, and a woman with a jogging stroller. "What?"

Snapping his attention back to her face he swallowed uncomfortably, "I need to fetch Maze."

"Now?" she asked in incredulity. "You're doing this now?"

He gently grasped her shoulders and looked down into her gorgeous face with unease. "Chloe-"

Slowly pulling back she wrapped her arms around herself and shook her head. "Go to Maze Lucifer, I know you need her, but I'm telling you right now- it's over."