Lucifer was in the penthouse making breakfast for himself and the child. In the past few weeks, he and Chloe had alternated spending nights at the hospital while the other stayed with Trixie, when she wasn't with Daniel anyway. Daniel had resumed his overnights with Trixie, and picked up much of the slack for him and Chloe, but all parties agreed that as much consistency as possible was best for the child, which meant her spending much of her time at the penthouse with either Chloe or himself, since neither felt comfortable or safe leaving their son without a parent with him. Last night was his night to stay with Trixie.

Lucifer finished up the pancakes and piled them on a couple of plates. He then brought them out to the dining room, where the child was already seated. He put a plate in front of Trixie and a plate in front of his own spot before sitting down.

"Yay! Blueberry pancakes! Thanks, Lucifer," Trixie said before she began eating.

"Yes, of course," Lucifer said before turning to his own meal.

"Are you taking me to school or is Maze coming?" Trixie asked.

"I will be taking you. Your mother will be picking you up this afternoon," Lucifer told her.

"I wish we could all be at home together," Trixie said sadly.

Lucifer shifted a bit uncomfortably. He was not good at situations such as these. The parenting thing was very new for him. He worried about making the child more upset than she clearly already was, but he also knew he should try. "Yes, I know this new routine isn't desirable, but it's important someone be with the baby as well as at home."

"I know. I don't want Lucas to be alone. I just wish we could all be together as a family, Lucas too. I haven't even seen him yet," Trixie said. She wanted to meet her little brother so badly. It wasn't fair that she didn't get to see him.

"You will get the opportunity to see him, Child. I promise," Lucifer said. No matter what happened, he would make sure she had the chance to see her brother, even if the worst happened and his father tried to take him.

"Was Lucas born early because someone wanted to hurt him?" Trixie asked.

"Who told you that?" Lucifer asked, trying to keep the irritation from his voice. No one had any business telling the child that other than him and Chloe. Well, and Daniel, but Lucifer doubted Daniel had said anything. He would've mentioned it.

"No one. I heard Maze on the phone with someone. Don't be mad at her. I guessed something was wrong. A police car is always outside and follows us," Trixie said.

Lucifer smiled. "You are a smart little urchin, aren't you? I will not let any harm come to you, your mother, or your brother ever again."

"But someone did try to hurt Lucas, didn't they?" Trixie asked.

Lucifer slowly nodded. "Yes. There is a man who doesn't like that I have a child."

"Because you're the Devil?" Trixie asked.

"Yes. This man is convinced that a child of mine is evil," Lucifer told her.

"Lucas isn't evil. Neither are you," Trixie protested firmly.

"No, but the world sees the Devil as evil."

"Well, they shouldn't. They don't even know you. They only knew stories that aren't true," Trixie said. A couple of her classmates went to church all the time and heard stories about the Devil. They tried telling her that the Devil was evil. She fought with them because she knew they were wrong. She knew who the Devil was, and he wasn't evil.

"Thank you, child. As I said, you have nothing to worry about. I will ensure no harms any of you again," Lucifer vowed.

"I know, Lucifer. You always keep us safe," Trixie said.

"Finish your pancakes. Then we must get you to school," he said.

Trixie nodded and returned to her food.

Xxxxxxxxxxx

Lucifer arrived at the NICU shortly after taking Trixie to school. He found Chloe just outside the door. "Hello, Darling. Is everything alright?"

"Hi. Yeah, it's fine. The doctor's just examining Lucas. Did your night with Trixie go okay?" Chloe asked.

"Yes, it was well. I had to tell her a bit about Kinley this morning. She overheard Maze on the phone and asked if someone had intentionally tried to harm Lucas. I confirmed it, but I didn't go into details," Lucifer said.

Chloe nodded. "It's just as well. It's best she knows to be careful. She's not afraid though, is she?"

"No. I assured her that I wouldn't let any harm come to any of you again," Lucifer said.

Just then, the doctor came out. "Mr. Morningstar, Detective Decker?"

Chloe and Lucifer went over to him. "Everything's okay, right?" Chloe asked.

"Yes. Lucas is getting stronger each day. In fact, I was thinking that we take Lucas off the respirator and see how he does," the doctor said.

"Are you sure? It's not too soon?" Chloe asked. Deep down, she knew her son would be okay. God himself had a hand in his recovery, but Lucas was still her baby and he'd had a rough time since he'd been brought into the world. She wanted to be sure he was ready for this.

"Well, there aren't any guarantees, but your son has shown great progress over the last few weeks. We'll keep a close eye on him to make sure, but I think he's ready for this," he said.

Chloe smiled at Lucifer and then turned back to the doctor. "Okay. Does this mean we can hold him."

The doctor smiled. "Yes. I ask that you give it a couple of hours to see how he adjusts to breathing without the ventilator, but after that, you can hold him."

Chloe turned and hugged Lucifer. This was the best day they'd had in a long time. Within a few hours, they'd finally be able to hold their son.

Xxxxxxxxxxx

Chloe was grinning from ear to ear as she sat in a rocking chair by her son's bed while Lucifer knelt beside her. It had been an agonizing two hours, but in just moments, she'd be able to hold her baby.

The nurse walked over with Lucas in her arms and carefully transferred the infant into Chloe's arms.

Chloe smiled as she held her baby close. It felt so amazing to hold him. She'd felt the same way the first time she held Trixie. Holding your child for the first time was such a great feeling. Holding Lucas now was even more joyful because she feared she'd never get the change.

Lucifer placed his hand on the baby's head and smiled as the boy moved around in Chloe's arms.

"Hi, sweetheart. Mommy's got you. We've both waited so long for this moment, haven't we? You've been much more patient than me. I don't think I could've waited much longer," Chloe said to her son.

"I bet you couldn't either, my boy. You know this is where you belong, in your mother's arms. It's such a wonderful place to be," Lucifer said.

Chloe just stared at her son with a big smile on her face for a while. She could keep doing it forever, but she was not the only who deserved to hold him. "Okay, baby. It's Daddy's turn now. He's waited just as long as I have."

Lucifer stiffened and became nervous. He wanted to hold his son, truly, but he was afraid to. He'd held Charlie before, but Lucas was much smaller than Charlie had been, even after the weight he'd put on in the last few weeks. Lucifer feared he'd hurt him. "Perhaps we should wait a little longer. I'm sure he prefers you."

Chloe smiled at him encouragingly. She could tell he was afraid, but she also knew he wanted this. "Hey, it's okay. You're going to do fine. You won't let anything happen to him."

Lucifer reluctantly nodded and held his arms out.

"Here, baby. Here's Daddy," Chloe whispered to her son before transferring him into Lucifer's arms.

Lucifer was extremely nervous at first, especially when Lucas began squirming in his arms and making small noises, but after a few minutes, Lucifer began to relax. As he did, the nervousness went away and he was left with awe. He was holding his son. He'd never felt so wonderful in his life. Holding Lucas was different than holding Charlie It seemed it was just different to hold your own son.

Chloe grinned as she watched father and son. It was so joyful to see Lucifer's happiness as he held their child for the first time. He'd never had this feeling before. It was amazing to watch. "There's nothing like it, is there?"

"I…I can't even describe it. I've never felt this way before," Lucifer said, not taking his eyes off of his son. He'd never felt the need to hold a baby before. Even with Charlie, he was very reluctant and passed him back the first chance he got. He simply wasn't comfortable around babies. He wasn't even comfortable around Trixie until the last several months. But as he looked down at his own son, he never wanted to let him go.

Chloe continued to smile and leaned in to hug him.

Xxxxxxxxxxx

Father Kinley was stressed. His plan to get rid of the the Antichrist failed. Chloe Decker and the being inside survived the car accident. Kinley supposed it was his own fault. He should've handled the situation himself rather than trust it to someone else. Now, he couldn't get to the child. The Neonatal ICU was one of the most secure wards in the hospital. Plus, there was police protection on the Devil's son.

While Kinley couldn't get to the child, he was able to gain information regarding it's condition. The Antichrist grew stronger everyday, undoubtedly due to the evil inside him. Something needed to be done before it became more powerful. Unfortunately, it had to wait until the being was out of intensive care. Kinley could only hope it wouldn't be too late by then.

Father Kinley walked into his church, and much to his surprise and disgust, found the Devil seated in one of the pews. "How dare you come here?! This is God's home."

Lucifer turned to the man who tried to murder his son and gave him a dark smirk. "On the contrary. I'm willing to bet he's never set foot into one of these places before. His home is actually several billion feet up. I won't trouble you with the math. It is irrelevant to you anyway. You'll never see it."

Kinley did nothing but glare at the Devil.

"You see, my father doesn't allow child killers into his domain. The same for would be child killers," Lucifer said. Most humans determined their fate by their guilt or lack there of. Some people though, felt no guilt. They were sociopaths. It was hard to argue that a person who tried to murder a child fit into that category. Those people, his father ensured never set foot into Heaven. Lucifer had it on good authority that his father had a particular disdain for child killers.

"You can't frighten me, Devil," Kinley said.

Lucifer stood up and glared. "Oh, I am certain that I can. You tried to murder my child. I will do more than frighten you before I'm finished!"

"I am a messenger of God. I do his work, and he will see me through any hardship, even from you," Kinley said.

Lucifer laughed loudly. "You priests think so highly of yourselves. You believe you can do as you please and use my father as an excuse. I don't know if you think he's all forgiving or that he's just as depraved as you. Trust me, he's neither. You know he doesn't even like priests, not most of them anyway. Aside from a few, they're all just like you. A bunch despicable humans who like to use him to commit deplorable acts." He'd heard that from Amenadiel. It didn't surprise him. His father wasn't the type to condone depravation done in his name. It was one of the few things father and son had in common.

"I will not listen to your lies!"

"I don't lie!" Lucifer said as his eyes flashed red. He was at Kinley's side in a second and had him by the throat. "If there was any doubt you were staring in the Devil's eyes, you lay them to rest now."

Kinley gasped for air as he tried to pry the Devil's hands off his throat.

"You forced my son into this world before he was ready! He was ejected from his mother's body when he still needed to be within her! You nearly killed them both," Lucifer said before pulling the man into the air and throwing him across the room.

Lucifer didn't give the priest time to recover once the man hit the wall. He went over and yanked him up before repeatedly punching him in the face and kicking him in the stomach.

"You can do nothing to me. God will see me through anything you try," Kinley said.

Lucifer only became more pissed off. He resumed his attack on the man's face. "Really? I don't see him rescuing you. I don't think the old man gives a damn about the likes of you. In fact, I wonder if I could kill you and him by alright with it."

When Lucifer finally let him go, Kinley collapsed to the floor, unable to move.

"I'm tempted to test it, since I personally don't care what he thinks," Lucifer said as he bent down and turned the bastard to face him. He really wanted to kill him. A part of him felt that he should, but the other part of him thought of Chloe and his family. Chloe would tell him not to become a murderer, not to become like Kinley if it was at all possible to avoid it. So, for her, he wouldn't kill him. Not yet. "I highly suggest you return to Italy, Father. If I lay eyes on you again or hear of you approaching anyone I care about again, you will wish I'd killed you today."

Kinley lost consciousness moments later.

Lucifer got up and left. He'd done what he came for. If nothing else, he'd ensured that Kinley would not be a threat for some time. He wasn't turning his back on him though. He would have people watching the man until Lucifer figured out his next move. He knew it wasn't over. Kinley was too much of an idiot to stop. Lucifer would stop him. If he could do it without killing him, he would, but if not, so be it.