Word Count: 1679
Pairings: Lucifer Morningstar x Reader
Warnings: angst, violence, sad fluff, fluff, mentions of drowning, near death experiences
A/N: Request from AussieDrawz
Summary: This case should have been open and shut, it wasn’t supposed to go this way.
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Your world was spinning, well more accurately you were spinning, in a chair at the LAPD. To be even more accurate Lucifer was spinning you. The case you had agreed to help Chloe with had hit a snag, and every lead you thought you had was coming up a dead end. Which is why you were sitting in a chair, letting your devilish companion lazily twirl you around.
"I still say the manager of the victim's store seemed rather suspicious, are you sure we can't question him again?"
You hung your head back staring at the ceiling, thankful he wasn't spinning you fast enough to make you dizzy.
"He lawyered up, besides he had an alibi."
Lucifer huffed, clearly bored with how slow this case was moving.
"Oh yes, he was with his lover, was it? People lie darling."
You shrugged, placing your feet on the ground to stop yourself from spinning as you turned to look at him. Lucifer smiled when your eyes landed on him, and the corners of your mouth twitched up.
You and Lucifer had grown close since your transfer to the LAPD, and you found yourself helping Chloe on cases she could have solved easily herself. If she noticed she hadn't said a thing, you suspected it was Lucifer who convinced her to ask for your assistance.
This case however, they really did need help on.
"Why do you think they're lying?"
"He barely remembered their name, and his so called significant other, took far to long to recall him." Lucifer reasoned.
You frowned a little, unable to refute his logic, you leaned back in the chair.
"Well...you're right..."
"Of course I am, now put your feet back up, unfortunately this is the most interesting thing I've done today."
Before the two of you could continue your pointless entertainment, Chloe rushed over to her desk, grabbing her car keys. Both you and Lucifer perked up.
"What's got you in such a rush Detective?"
"Ella found us a lead, it might not pan out, but we should still check into it."
You jumped to your feet, grabbing your own keys from Lucifer's hand, who'd been carelessly tossing them back and forth with you earlier.
"I'll follow you."
"Allow me to accompany you." Lucifer beamed.
You raised an eyebrow as you headed for the exit.
"I don't let him press the buttons." Chloe explained.
After the fourth or fifth time of him turning on the siren to frighten unsuspecting civilians you forbade him touching anything as well. He muttered under his breath the rest of the drive.
~
You'd never understood the appeal decrepit buildings had in the criminal world of LA, but here you were.
"Couldn't they ever choose a nice little café, or someplace not run by rats?" You mumbled to yourself, stepping over what you hoped was an oil stain.
Leaky pipes and moldy smells filled the air as you careful walked along the walls, gun ready and senses on high alert. Your suspect, who had in fact turned out to be the manager, had opened fire as soon as the three of you walked through the door. It forced you away from Chloe and Lucifer, who you were now trying to find.
The platform you were walking on creaked behind you, and you whirled around, gun raised. Chloe froze, raising her hands, and you let out a sigh.
"Find anything?"
She shook her head, and you placed your gun back in its holster.
"Where's Lucifer?"
Her question chilled you to the core, and you stared at her in confusion. Your voice caught as you spoke.
"I thought he was with you..."
~
You refused to leave your desk, or even take any breaks as you searched through file after file. Called anyone even remotely related to your suspect. Lucifer had been with Chloe, he'd been vulnerable, he could be hurt, or worse.
You shook your head, that line of thinking wasn't going to do anything but make you panic.
A heavy, frustrated sigh left your lips, and you leaned forward, resting your head in your hands on the desk in front of you. Your eyes strained from hours of reading.
"I found something!"
You whipped your head around so fast it almost hurt your neck. Ella ran in, waving a paper around wildly. You and Chloe quickly crowded her and Ella explained everything.
"Okay, so I called around, you know places he frequents, old jobs things like that. There's an old swim center he used to run, a few workers there say he still comes by after hours to do laps."
"What does this have to do with finding Lucifer?" Chloe asked.
"Well I just off the phone with an employee who works there. Mr. Manager man is there now."
~
You couldn't drive fast enough, flying through red lights and recklessly taking turns. Chloe held onto the dash, shouting out warnings now and then, but she never told you to slow down. She was just as eager as you to find the king of hell.
"Y/N! We need a plan!"
You almost forgot to put the car into park before you got out. Chloe followed after you, calling for you to slow down, but you ignored her. The doors to the pool slammed open when you kicked them, smacking the wall just in time to see the murderous manager shove Lucifer, who was unconscious and tied to a chair, into the pool.
You screamed his name, dropping your gun as you dived into the pool without a second thought. You spotted Chloe running after the suspect just seconds before you hit the water.
The pool was so deep, and the chlorine burned your eyes as you swam towards Lucifer. You didn't know how you were holding your breath this long, but you weren’t really focusing on that. You struggled to untie the ropes around him, but your lungs were beginning to burn.
He's been down there for too long already, you were down there too long, your head growing light.
With no other choice but to surface, you took a large breath before diving under the water again. It wasn't enough time to really catch your breath and your chest tightened, but you finally loosened the ropes. You thanked the adrenaline rushing through your veins that you were able to pull him to the surface and out of the pool.
Violent coughs shook your body as you struggled to breathe again. You were light-headed, but you needed to focus, you had to check on him. Turning your attention to Lucifer you rolled him onto his back checking the injury to his bloody temple, it was sallow nothing to serious, and then you checked his pulse.
Only... there was no pulse.
"No no no...."
You got to your knees, placing your hands in the center of his chest as you began to push fast. You went back and forth between pressing on his chest to blowing breath into his lungs. You weren’t sure how long you kept this up, but you really didn't care to keep track of time right now.
"Come on...Lucifer, please..."
Tears clouded your vision and your arms gave out, you collapsed against his chest, checking his pulse once more, but there was nothing.
"Damn it wake up!" You slammed your fists down on his chest. Your tears ran down your face mixing with the pool water still clinging to your skin, but he didn’t move.
"You promised we'd go out for lunch tomorrow, and you always keep your promises, right?"
You brushed his wet hair from his face as your hands shook.
"So you have to wake up." Your voice broke, and you pressed your forehead against his, crying freely.
"Please don't go."
You almost slammed your head against his when his body suddenly jerked, and he sat up. You jumped back staring at him with wide eyes as he coughed out water from his lungs. He wheezed a moment clutching his chest, before looking around until his eyes landed on you. He gave you a tired smile and a weak chuckle.
"Well that was a wonderfully terrible visit to Hell."
With that joke your worry evaporated, and you fell back against the wall behind you. You ran a hair through your damp hair, and you laughed through your tears.
"You're alive..."
Lucifer looked at you curiously, and he moved closer to you.
"Darling are you alright? Why are you crying?"
He let out a surprised grunt when you wrapped your arms around his neck.
"You were dead you idiot, of course I'm crying."
"But I'm not dead now..."
You huffed, shaking your head as you tightened your hold around him.
"You're missing the point." You spoke lightly.
Lucifer carefully held you, frowning a little when he felt your body trembling.
"You're shaking." He pointed out softly.
"Just cold from the water." You lied.
You smiled, nestling closer to him, you needed to feel his heartbeat his breath on your skin. You pulled back to hold his face in your hands, eyeing the cut on his temple.
"You're bleeding a little still..." You muttered.
He grabbed your hand as your fingers ghosted over the wound. He smiled squeezing your hand a little.
"I imagine my situation would be much worse if not for you."
He smiled, and you slowly realized you were sitting in his lap. You cleared your throat, shifting to move off him, and he sent you a wink.
"Anyway, I'm really happy you're okay."
Lucifer's expression softened, and he pressed a kiss to your forehead.
"Well I couldn't very well stay dead now could I? A promise is a promise."
You looked at him surprised.
"You heard that?"
He chuckled, moving a wet strand of hair away from your eyes.
"It was hard not to, you were practically praying to me."
You rolled your eyes, but you still couldn't help the smile that stretched across your face.
"Just promise you won't go dying on me again."
"I'll try my very best darling." He chuckled.