""You're right," Lucifer began, "I don't have it in me to kill a human." He lets go of the blind man.

"No, no, wait." The sinnerman protests, "you have to do it."

"Hold on. I wondered why you, the evil genius hadn't sprung up a more clever trap."

"It has to be you," The sinnerman states and grips the hell-forged blade, tugging it with all his might. Lucifer couldn't understand the blind man's source of strength as the devil himself struggles with wrestling the item away.

"Because I was the trap," The devil soon realized. "You never wanted freedom. Your true desire was to die, and for some reason, you need me to do it."

"Yes," The sinnerman admits, "you supposedly believe in free will. Then honor mine!"

Pierce comes in guns-a-blazing and puts an end to the prisoner. Lucifer yells at the stiff-as-a-board Lieutenant just as Chloe steps in and checks for a pulse.

Chloe later apologizes to the lieutenant and goes back upstairs to speak with Lucifer.

An argument ensues; of course, Lucifer knows Chloe wouldn't understand, but at least he tries to explain. However, it still has the same ending where the Detective walks away, angry.

Lucifer waits until she's out of sight before he drops to his knees. He'd kept the knife in its place to keep the wound from leaking copious amounts of blood, not at least while the detective's around.

The wound is rather nasty, a huge slit on his left side, almost impossible to notice, thank Dad he always wore a coat. He fights the urge to pull out the blade; also to prevent further damage to his suit, but it was such a nuisance.

"Bloody Hell," He spats and releases the hilt. "Back to barracks, it is."

His eyes roll back as he takes a long shuddering breath before passing out. Not exactly the way he wants to go, but well, shit happens.

Maze felt something in the air, not a plague of locusts, but close. So she used her inhuman speed and went back to the Hills Estate and clenched her fist at the sight of her fallen master. She ran to his side and breathed a sigh of relief; he's alive, but barely.

The sinnerman wasn't around, so she assumed he escaped. She knew it was a bad idea to give Lucifer one of her reserved blades, but she didn't think the human could outpower the lord of hell. Maybe she missed something.

The demon looked around and saw another pool of blood, dipped one of her fingers and tasted it. The owner's last thoughts flooded her mind and her eyes widened at what she found. She couldn't fix Lucifer but, she'll make sure the culprit will suffer ten folds.

Right now, she has to take him back to the penthouse.

Maze announces her presence at the precinct, and everyone parts like the red sea upon seeing her rage.

She quickly spots the Lieutenant in his office speaking with Chloe. In a matter of seconds, she's at the door.

"Maze? What happened?" Asks Chloe after seeing her roommate all bloodied. The next thing the detective hears is the sound of glass breaking when the lieutenant was thrown into it like a rag doll, startling the entire LAPD compound.

Clearly stunned, Marcus struggles to get to his feet, however, Maze rushes him again and whirls him through the glass dividers.

"What the hell are you doing, Maze?" Chloe runs in between the raging bounty hunter and the bleeding Lieutenant, gun drawn. The rest of the officers followed suit and aims at the demon.

"Maze, talk to me. I don't want to hurt you."

"I don't want to hurt you or anyone else, except for him. Stay away from that man, Chloe. He's dangerous."

"It doesn't look that way as of the moment. You don't even know him, Maze. Did Lucifer put you up to this?"

"Lucifer? He's busy bleeding to death as we speak. And you're wrong. I know exactly who he is. That man that calls himself Marcus is marked by God, cursed to roam the earth for eternity. The first murderer. The real sinnerman."

By this time, Mazikeen unleashes her blades and expertly twirls it on her fingers, ready to slice and dice.

"You're not making any sense. Calm down. Please. Let me help you."

Chloe raises her palms in a placating gesture and holsters her gun.

"Come on, Maze. Don't do this."

Somehow seeing sense, and how Lucifer would probably disapprove of the bloodbath at least in the Detective's presence, the demon concedes.

"This isn't over, Cain. There will be repercussions, and I'm pretty sure Lucifer's old man won't stand by and do nothing," Mazikeen knew it was an empty threat because Lucifer's father is a dick and wouldn't do shit even for His own son, but it was worth seeing the terror in the Lieutenant's eyes.

"Because no matter what he's done, he is still the favorite son."

There is something in her roommate's voice that made Chloe's skin crawl. The power cuts off and when it comes back, the bounty hunter is gone.

Chloe quickly checks on Pierce and then had some other officers escort him to the medical bay, while she gets on her phone and dials her partner's number. Maze, she'd like to think, wouldn't lie about her former employer.

"This is Lucifer Morningstar. You know the drill."

Once again redirected to voicemail, she makes her way into her car, and towards Lux.

When she got there, everything is quiet. Looks like Maze dismissed the staff in a hurry. The surrounding is dimmed but she could see blood trails leading to the elevator, so she gets in and presses the button to the top floor.

The cabin doors open to the eerily quiet penthouse. She steps out and is greeted by Amenadiel.

"What are you doing here, Chloe?"

"Maze said Lucifer's hurt. Is that true?"

"He is," Amenadiel admits, "You should go and see him."

She nods and makes her way to the consultant's room.

The detective's eyes wander from Amenadiel to Lucifer and back again, out of sorts, seeing her partner's pallor.

"What…?" Brows knitted together, she tries to get some answers from Amenadiel, but the big guy just shakes his head as if telling her there's nothing they could do.

Lucifer comes to and acknowledges her presence.

"Detective, welcome to the party," He says weakly and before he knew it, Chloe is by his bedside.

"What happened?"

"The sinnerman managed to stab me and," He pauses, unsure if he should reveal the truth about weapons from Hell, reconsiders, but eventually spared her from the specifics "And, I'm dying. It's going to take something divine to heal me."

"I have no time for your jokes Lucifer. You look really bad. We have got to get you to the hospital."

"They can't help me, Detective. I would very much like to die in my own house, thank you."

"But," Tears obscure her vision and she's trying her best not to fall apart.

"It's quite alright, Detective. Think of it as me going back whence I came."

"I'm serious Lucifer."

"As am I. Now, have you seen Maze?"

"She was at the precinct earlier, and wreaked havoc mostly on the Lieutenant."

"Ooh. Did Pierce piss her off?"

"She called him Cain."

Lucifer's eyes widen.

"Ah, of course. I should've noticed earlier. Be careful around him, Detective. He's dangerous. Promise me."

"I can take care of myself."

"I know. Not to worry, Mazikeen and my brother will keep you safe in my absence."

"You're not gonna die, Lucifer."

"Very much prefer not to, but it's not up to me, or you."

He sits up with difficulty and unbuttons his shirt to show Chloe the damage inflicted on him. The red spots and big purple bruise around the wound indicated blood poisoning.

"If you really are who you say you are, how could that have affected you?"

"Detective, I may have fallen, and have been called different names, but I was an angel first."

"Show me."

Lucifer shakes his head.

"I can't. I don't have my devil face."

"Show her the other proof, Luci. You may never get the chance again. I'm sorry I couldn't help you, brother."

"Very well." He grunts and unfurls his wings, knocking over the stuff by his bedside.

Chloe stares, in awe or horror, the devil does not know. He keeps it unfurled for a few more seconds before rolling his shoulder to tuck it back.

"Now you know."

No one ever imagined Lux as a gloomy place what with the fame of the exuberant club owner who made the best parties LA has ever seen.

Despite his Luciferness, some bad decisions here and there, he was her partner, he had her back, she could tell him things and he'd listen. If it were up to her, she'd come up with plans of giving him a proper funeral because that's one of the things a grieving person does to a recently deceased loved one. But, due to circumstances, all she could do is wait.

Why is it raining? It's summer in Los Angeles with zero probability of precipitation, but it's quite a downpour outside. It would seem that the sky is also mourning Lucifer. He really is the son of God who was exiled and made to rule Hell.

And if as the Lord of Hell, he should be able to come back whenever he pleases. That's right. Or maybe I'm going insane.

"Tell me the truth, Maze. Is he ever coming back?"

"He would've done so by now. He's probably trapped. I'd get him, but I can't. Now you seem more inclined to believe he's the real deal, why?"

"Other than him showing his wings? I don't know. I don't know what's real anymore. It...I'm overwhelmed by all this, honestly. What can I do?"

"Let me torture that son of a bitch. He can take it, you know. Cain's immortal after all, but human. The bastard would feel everything but he won't die, I promise."

"Will that bring Lucifer back?"

"No, it won't."

"Then, it's useless."

"To me, it isn't. Not after what he did to Lucifer."

A/N: So, is Chloe's reaction weird? I may not have explained it well, but she's in shock, she'd kind of believe anything or try everything if it meant she'd get her partner back. Mehh. Sorry. I'm a scatter brain this week. Work is hell. Clients are pushy so our team couldn't catch a break. Ugh. Ah! And thanks for reading.