~ Chloe
"Detective, I'm sorry you had to come and find your daughter like this, but we thought we'd let you know what happened up until our arrival." "I'm listening." I crossed my arms, shifting my weight on one leg, scowling back at them.
"We found your daughter underneath, A 53 story building." My jaw quivered, my face may have seemed shocked, but any one could tell how broken that made me by the Way the tears came pooling from my eyes. "We understand your Upset ma'am, but we're also going to inform you that if it weren't for a concerned civilian, using her entire body as A shield against the debree your daughter would probably not have survived." I whipped my head up.
"So you're saying she didn't suffer from the collapse? But how? How could anyone survive this?" Questions were boiling in my mind, but one that I couldn't shake was, who? Who went through this kind of trauma; saving my daughter?
Their sudden response shook me from my thoughts. "That we're not so sure of either, but we're granting you permission To go and visit her while she's in the hospital, if She even survives the night."
"I mean what's her name??" My voice shook; growing impatient. She goes by the name of, 'Marceline StarMorning'. That girl?? Of all people? I thought this chick hated me? Lucifer is never gonna shut up about this. "Uh. Okay. Thank you for the information, now if you'll excuse me I'm going back to take care of my traumatized child." I snarled turning on my heels.
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Meanwhile at the los angelos Emergency Room…
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~Marcy
"GET THAT BLOODY THING AWAY FROM ME YOU WRECHED IMBECILES!!"
I Spat at the nurse with the stupid hospital gown in her hands "Mrs. StarMorning we're only trying to help you."
"I'M NOT IN JAIL THIS IS WORSE THAN SAGGING! YOU WANT ME TO WEAR SOMETHING THAT EXPOSES HALF MY ASS TO HELP ME?" I growled. "Its mandatory that you put this on." She sighs.
"-or if you're not going to co operate we're going to have to manipulate your visitation hours." I rolled my eyes, "game well played." I snarl, snatching the stupid piece of fabric from her wrinkly old hands.
I underestimated my enhanced healing, trying to slip it on myself but once the nurse saw me struggling she tried to help. I swatted her hand. "What in mom's name do you think your doing? I can dress myself! I'm not your bloody cabbage patch kid!" I Growled and in response; she Glared daggers at me.
I threw the gown on, wincing and whimpering. I scowled ever time she'd throw me a sympathetic glance, "are you just going to watch me get nude? What do you think I am a porn star?" She blushed and rushed out of the room.
I finished up, and plopped back on the cott , whimpering at the Pain serging into my spine from my back to my tailbone.
I throw my arms together, and scowl at the Wall. I didn't move, and remained sitting up. My legs were criss-crossed. When the door opened someone I didn't exactly expect to come visit me of all people, walks into the room.
"Well if it isn't Chloe bloody Decker. The mother of the kid I literally busted my back trying to save. To what do I owe the pleasure?" I lean back against the bed, glaring back at her.
But all she does is Look back sympathetically. "If you came here to pity me than be on your way! I don't do Pity. I'm the
She- devil for shit-sake." I snarled, remaining still.
"I came here to..to thank you for...you know saving my daughter."
"Well I do care. Believe it or not, about both you and trixie, and Lucifer." she smiles.
"I-I know, and I'm also sorry for doubting you..back then." A sense of pride overtook me at that moment. It was a moment I would never forget, especially considering the fact that it involved saving someone's life. That and I got an apolagy from one of my oldest allies.
Then something suddenly struck my mind "Wait. You know?" She threw that question away the moment it slipped from my Mouth. "I already knew about lucifer..but you..." Her lip quivers.
"I-I guess I just need a moment to process things. You know?"
"Well..detective..if you must know. I may be a literal raging she-devil But I'm not a monster."
Now that i think hard about it though, something obviously went wrong. Otherwise I wouldn't have ended up in the hospital....unless something totally different is happening. I knew I had to think back to the fact that something made me vulnerable here unless...my wings just coincidentally started growing back.
I looked up from my spot and grabbed a syringe, interrupting her lecture. "H-Hey what are you-"
"Just let me try something really quickly." She jolts at my abrupt Anticipation.
I took the syringe and slashed it across my wrist...and it bled. She stared me down as if I were crazy. I sighed shocked..."well I'll be be damned...literally." I mutter allowed. And I know she heard, by the way she gazed at me.
"what the hell is wrong with you??" She snaps and I only grimace. "You're a cop for Shitsake! You've never seen a drop of blood before?"
Mere seconds later Lucifer walks into the room. I quickly hide my wrist behind my back.
"I hate to spoil this little reunion, but I must have a private word with marceline." He says, and I slightly tense up. As soon as Chloe and I exchange glances, she leaves the room.
As soon as Chloe Is Out of earshot, he breaks the Uncomfortable silence. "You saved the detective's daughter. But how did you End up in the hospital?" I sigh.
"I have no clue But something about that girl...and her child...it-" "Made you vulnerable?" He finished my sentence.
I couldn't help but scowl at him. "No! No one could possibly make me of all people vulnerable!" I argued in Defense..."I was going to say...different." I trailed off.
He sighs. "No need to sound so territorial Dear, I understand." He spoke; reassurance clear in his voice.
"It's just that, I remember exactly how Shocked I was to find out i was vulnerable towards someone." He tries to explain.
I whip my head up,
"I AM NOT VULNERABLE!" I roar; my fists shaking with adgitation. "Yeah? Well your wounds say otherwise." He pisses me off even further.
I rush to my feet, ripping the IV out of my arm by using my telekinetic abilities to my advantage.
"I could leave this bloody hell hole any time you know!" I snarl.
"Oh really, then why are you still here then?" "Cause I-I'm bored!" "You saved the Detectives child, out of boredom?" He muses with a crocodile grin....
"I saved that child...because I-I don't want anyone in this world to have to live through the pain of losing your own child.." I explain as a matter of factly, which saddens his expression.
"Oh..I'm sorry i didn't realise..I had no idea- "Why would you? I don't care enough to talk about my life, and you shouldn't care enough to intervene." I say in a flat tone. A glint of guilt revealed itself amongst his face. He stands in his usual way, hands folded over each other; arms dropping at his sides.
I sigh, and glance down at my phone. I was Lost in thought, wondering when I'm supposed to be discharged from this
wretched place.
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[ The next morning 10:00 a.m. ]
Location: Dr. Linda's office
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~Marcy
"where I'm from. I-I was considered a monster..."
"Were you considered a monster? Or was it you considering yourself that." Linda looks up at me, from across the room. "Well everyone eventually figured out who I was, and tried to kill me because of it." Her face grew serious.
"O-Oh I-I see." she clears her throat. "Go on then?" She smiles nervously. "I was considered a monster by almost everyone, so I guess you were right about how I saw myself.."
I sigh. "But not Maze." She looks shocked. "Not the one from here. He's my husband well..was." She let out a shaky breath. "We had the most beautiful little baby. I named her marigold, because as soon as I held her close...the scent of her head reminded me of Marigold flowers."
I chuckled, wiping tears from my eyes with the sleeve of my jacket.
"They were both taken from me, by my mother. She stole..my life
S-She stole Everything.
Everything I'd ever come to love. She thought she could just banish me to hell, but what she didn't know was that I was determined."
"But even I was wrong, about that."
She catches my falling gaze,
"And you've been holding all of this in; For almost 9 years now? now that you're actually experiencing these real emotions you've kept pent up for so long, you're slowly starting to succumb to being able to Feel anything aside from anger."
I looked up at her; tears streaming down my cheeks.
"I never really thought about allowing myself to mourn if I'm being honest." I reply.
"And you've been depriving yourself of that. in order to deal with this in a healthy way, you have to let yourself mourn.
I know it's not fun, it sucks. Losing the people you love can scar your mind; sometimes even scald it..just know that mourning, and feeling your emotions.." she trails off
"it's okay. feeling angry, sad, crying..they're all okay. Even the devil cries, Marceline."
I feel the tears streaming down my cheeks. "I-I just wish i could've told them I loved them." I squeak allowing the tears to burst from my eyes. What I didn't expect was for her to wrap her arms around me; pulling me into her embrace...
I hadn't felt like this in so long. I melted into her hold, finally allowing my feelings to be free. And although I was crying, I actually felt good, warm even.
For once throughout my entire existence; between being trapped in a different dimension and losing everything I've ever loved..
I really, truly felt....free
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A/N: thank you guys so much for reading this far! Sorry it takes me so long to update so much lately I've been taking small breaks in between fanfics to make one-shots. I love you guys so much! Be sure to vote for this chapter and I do have more Lucifer fanfics just take a look at my profile! See you
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