Lucifer Morningstar was used to the best, the best alcohol, the best sex, the best drugs, what he wasn't used to was having to deal with the side affects of such things. For Millennia, he was immortal, he would have to drink an entire liquor store to get drunk- having a night club was tempting, but it kept his favorite things around him, sex and drugs, and that made it tolerable.

For the last few weeks, He's noticed small changes in himself. Firstly, he bled when Chloe shot him, second was how his head began to ache the morning after having a few drinks, and now, well he was face first in his bathroom-, which he rarely used, throwing up into his toilet. Last night he had drank about 3 gin and tonics, and 11 shots- nothing got him drunk, but last night and this morning, he realized he had been drunk, and he was now hangover. It was a new feeling and Maze, was not one he could openly turn to- for she would just say, "let's go home, I miss hell." And that was getting redundant.

So instead of calling for help, he sucked it up and flushed the toilet before slowly standing up. He went from being bulletproof, to almost human. Human wasn't a bad thing though, he was curious, he wanted to feel, he wanted to be loved. In hell, he was king, (obviously) but his subjects only loved him because they feared his wrath, his punishment. Being loved, and feeling Love were so Alien to him that seeing things like Chloe and Dan's relationship felt weird, like a small pain in his chest. It took a while, but he realized he was jealous. It was outrageous, the Devil was jealous of a relationship between to humans.

Going back into his room, he laid down on his bed gently, he wanted the pounding in his head to pass and his stomach to stop rolling. When he had yet to come downstairs, Maze figured he was having another round with tonight's houseguest, but that wasn't the case, she heard no moans, or anything coming from his room, only silence. It wasn't her place to question him, for she was only there to watch him and be a confidante, when he wanted. Which she was fine with, she however found being a bartender quite annoying, and would rather torture and raise a little hell.

His phone rang and he groaned, "oh please." He whined before answering it, "Hello Detective." He said as cheerfully as he could. "Hello Lucifer, I got a crime scene, and could use you." She said in her usual tone. "Oh, you'd like to use me? Is it for personal pleasure? Please do, I'd like to be dominated by such a fine woman like you." He flirted. She rolled her eyes, "just meet me downtown." She said before hanging up. Sighing, he tossed his phone aside momentarily and ran a hand through his hair. He reeked of alcohol and his eyes were bloodshot, his usual angelic abilities of making himself look good and to his level of likes, was not working at the moment. Usually he just had to will it, he would just do the action and it would happen, but right now, he was still in bed, wearing his suit from last night that he was too bothered to take off. Getting up, he changed, put on cologne, and styled his hair a little bit before grabbing his phone and shoes and going, forgetting to eat.

Getting in his car, he fought the nausea and the headache and drove to the location that Chloe later sent. Once he was there, he went inside and found her. "the victim is a 28 year old female, we have yet to identify her, but for the looks of it, she was shot in the chest 6 times, stabbed 6 times and has 6 slashes across each arm and upper thigh." Lucifer frowned, 666, which was something associated with him- the Devil.

The pain in his head only grew the longer that they stood there. By the time they left, he felt like he was going to pass out. Driving home was interesting to say the least. Since there was no leads, or anything he could help the LAPD with, he was told to go home, which he did with no complaint, Chloe hadn't even realized.

A few days later, there was still no improvement on the case, and how Lucifer was feeling, if anything, his aches and pains increased 10 fold. He remained in his room, pouring salt all over the door and perimeter so that Maze couldn't enter- she was grumpy about it but she figured that Lucifer wanted to be alone, so she let him. It wasn't until she hadn't felt his grace that she realized something was severely wrong...Lucifer was 100% Human.

A/N this is my first story on here in YEARS! I have been writing but its been mostly centered around bands, if you're into MIW, BVB or PTV, hit me up, I got some stories you'd like. But uh back to this. Lucifer is so amazing. The show its self is amazing but his character is like yasssss baby yass. The way he is so blunt with things is hilarious but shows he doesn't get certain human things. The episode on Monday (3/28) was so good. This may be a little OOC, but hey, I'm sticking to the show as best as I can and keeping it within reason. This may have some things that parallel other stories in a way (cant give it all away, but next ch will deal with a topic that a previous story I have read is centered around. I want to acknowledge it as I've had my work stolen before and copied word for word. Needless to say, that person was just trying to be a dick and tried to say I copied them but publish dates do not lie, anyways, the other story inspired me in a sense. That and supernatural. Not even going to lie about the last one. I love Castiel so much. He's my lil baby angel. I cosplay as him and its great. I will have some supernatural stories posted soon so if you love the Winchester bros like I do, you have something to look forward to!

Lots of love! Lots of cookies and sweet sugary things

Ps it may seem a little ooc for him but i tried to keep it as close to his personality as i could while making it a bit more mine.

<3

Ash