It isn't everyday we get a new Lieutenant, he's a replacement for Olivia who was discharged in response to her past cover ups I heard about from work place gossip. His name is Marcus Pierce. Rumour has it he transferred here from a station that went bankrupt. I don't know if it is true or false. Here I am waiting in the crowd of my co-workers for Lieutenant Pierce and his grand entrance. Dad, Lucifer, aunt Chloe are in my sight creating a semi-circle around me as a figure made it's way down the flight of stairs.

Dad leaned down, to the level of my ears, and I hear him whisper 'Is that him..?'. I stared right at the stranger, hated to admit he is quite good looking with his striking blue eyes and combed side sweep hair pomaded back in a tidy style, a thing I wasn't expecting is to have met his eyes across the room. Damn his eyes are really blue. " I am lieutenant Marcus Pierce. All right back to work." Dad muttered 'That confirms it.'

I am glad I could get back to work, I got to put my focus and my mind on signing up for the detectives exam. I couldn't do it before as the whole time Lucifer dragged me out to Nevada. I went to walk off, noticing the sign up sign on one of the cubicles for a slot in the exam, but it turns out fate had other choices for me.

Pierce pointed me out in the departing crowd, I look around at lucifer and to my aunt Chloe thinking he wanted one of them, as I did I hear him call me over. " Officer Elisabetta decker. I need to speak to you." I gulped, nervously. He met me in the middle of the station, Lucifer is not far behind me as I heard him follow me to lieutenant Pierce, I felt intimated under Pierce watchful and steadied gaze. He tilted his head at how close lucifer stood to me. " I didn't take the hint we were allowed lap dogs around here, you are Lucifer Morningstar aren't you? There was an investigation last year. We interviewed ninety two of your sexual partners? Correct?".

Straight to the point. Wow.

" I think I'll refrain from physical contact, if you don't mind. Also, I think officer decker is old enough to be able to talk to the newest lieutenant without having the need to be coddled or have you near all the time."

Lieutenant Pierce cryptically exclaimed, reading Lucifer's face for any reaction he wants to see, and I stared at my feet embarrassed by how I was in the middle of a male bravado that reeked of testosterone. Lucifer laughed, but he had no humour in the way he did his laugh, as I tried to walk back unnoticed. It didn't work.

" You don't seem reckless. Narcissistic, hedonistic, that I see. Officer decker, where are you going? We haven't had our chat yet. Stay." Pierce ordered, he grabbed me by my arm and I blink rapidly at the surprise he had touched me. Was that allowed? passive aggressively I hear lucifer say through his teeth while holding my other free arm, more gently than Pierce is, say on the lines of.

" A little unprofessional, to be withholding one of your officers with the use of forcible containment, Don't you think, Pierce?"

" Hardly. Considering it wasn't even a full force grab, it was more of a tactical pull to get her to stay as it would be considered ignoring the rule set by the lieutenant." Marcus says, still having his hand on my tricep which is unethical in an otherwise uncomfortable situation but I can't question the lieutenants abilities. Lucifer eye's narrowed, tugging me towards him in the way of his body, and I looked around to see some of the people women in the station muttering to one another about my situation. " Like I said. I need to talk to Elisabetta for a minute alone."

" Okay. Okay. That is enough."

Aunt Chloe, getting in between lucifer and Marcus making the lieutenant drop my arm pushing the two of them off me, she turned to the lieutenant with a respectable throat clearing.

" Respectfully, sir, you don't need to touch my daughter like that. She is complying. I don't know how you did things at your old station but here we don't use force on our own people, in the LAPD. I'm Elisabetta's mother, Chloe decker."

Aunt Chloe introduced herself. I couldn't shake at feeling I had when I was being held by Marcus, my senses when it comes to danger were sending currents of bad shocks to my system. I rub my fingers on the spot he touch.

" Yes, I've heard of you. You were involved in a case a few years back, that ended up with you being ostracised in the field, for the Palmetto murder. You faced backlash and were called a narc."

Aunt Chloe dropped her hand, gawking at how blunt Marcus is, clearing her throat as I became overwhelmed with all the attention on me. I raised my hands up. " Okay, everyone, as much as I like that we are getting along I'll be fine talking to lieutenant Pierce. So, can you all back up and give me some space now, please?" I announced, setting the intended boundaries, backing my left foot away out of the enclosed space. I turned my face up to Pierce. " I'll show you where my desk is. We can talk there, sir."

" No. we'll talk in my office. Follow me." Pierce briefly stated, no room for me to protest, as he spun on the soles of his boots. Why of all days am I in this predicament, goodness. " I don't hear you following me, Decker. Come now." I sighed and began to follow lieutenant Pierce up to the stairwell of the station. Lucifer caught me by a hand, stopping me momentarily in my tracks. I didn't wish to upset our new lieutenant on his first day. That would go on my track record.

" You don't have to go with him, Darling. Yes, he might be your boss, but stand your ground. Don't let him get his own way with that awful aversion of fashion."

" Decker. With me, Now." Pierce, sharply, says standing at the foot of the last step of the stairs. " I won't wait any longer."

Marcus glared at Lucifer as I unraveled his hand on my wrist. I shot him an instant 'I'll be okay' smile before moving to the area of the stairs Pierce awaited for me.

It's an a tense, retention fused, walk to Pierce's office. I didn't understand Marcus's problem with me or Lucifer. Last time I checked this is our first interaction and we have never met before until today. Marcus steps to the side, I meekly take a few strides in his cold dead office eyeing him.

" Take a seat."

Doing as I am told I sat in the frigid, stiff, seat that faces his desk. I cross my right leg over the left, adjusting my back to appear bigger but my shoulders slumped forward. Marcus's laptop is open and the screens light illuminated his face. I cleared my drying throat. " Sir, I say this with no intent to disrespect you. But why is it you're being an asshole to me? Lucifer? I don't think I have done anything to deserve the likes of your hostile attitude." I say, strongly. He smirked.

" I wasn't aware I was being an asshole to you, officer decker. I thought my approach to be on the straight and front. Not rude."

" What is it you wanted to talk to me about?"

Marcus dug in the lower cabinet of his desk for a file and planted it right before me, wide open for me to see the contents. I breathed out with a ragged exhale at the sight of my blooded face, prior to escaping Malcolm the department had photographed in the time I was unconscious at the hospital and before lucifer took me back to the penthouse, I saw Marcus offer me tissues.

" I am expected to read every officers file with my new status as lieutenant. It's mandatory in this line of work I get to know who I am going to be trusted to work with. Yours, in particular, caught my eye the most." Pierce moved out of his chair, going around the corner of his desk, sitting adjacent to me in the free chair beside me. I feel a frown etch itself on my face. " Your file stood out to me. I couldn't believe you had survived being shot in your stomach. They basically watched you die in the process of an emergency surgery. Yet, here you are. Alive."

" I was brought back alive, by a miracle, you can say. My heart started up again because of a shock, from the surgeon, or so I'm told."

Can't exactly outright say an Angel feather is the reason I was resurrected and god is the one that chose to save me. That is a one way ticket to the psych ward. It's patent he didn't believe me. He dropped the subject, with a sigh, and I bring a hand to scratch the part of my neck my jugular is. " If that is what you wanted to talk.. about, Lieutenant, I'm sorry but I ain't fond on the topic of the day I died. So I will be leav.."

" You are participating in the detectives exam."

Marcus stated, it isn't a matter of him questioning my motives or judgment but more of a fact, reading the notes on his pad.

" You're the youngest to be voted in for the line of work. In particular I'm interested in why you want to become a detective. You could have chosen the other many other open positions here but you're choosing the most dangerous. Why?"

He interrogated, I stop to think about my answer just as I was on my way out of the office, barricading the door using the old one arm on the handle trick and I felt my back hit the door.

He is staring directly into my soul. Like he's reading me to see if he could get into my mind. I was beginning to be uncomfortable with how close he is.

" Well. Before my father, Charles decker, died he was a detective. I come from a family of detectives, it's inside of my blood to be one and I always thought of the idea of being able to solve crimes like my aunt Chloe does on basis, I call her my mom 'cause she raised me since I was a young girl. You probably knew the information already. I've always felt drawn to the profession, even when I was little."

Marcus gradually nodded his head, taking in the answer I gave him, considering the words I said. The next words he said, I didn't think I'd hear from the new lieutenant on his first day, I dropped my jaw.

" You got the job, decker. You start your first shift, as a detective, today and I will have you reassigned to one of the desks up near and closer to me. My office. That way It's easier for me to give you jobs at first hand."

He nonchalantly informs me as if I wasn't just told I got the position of a detective straight away.

" Marcus, that's unprofessional sorry, I mean lieutenant Pierce sir. Not that I appreciate the generosity.."

" You can call me Marcus. You don't need to be professional with me, after all if we are going to be working in close quarters together we'll have to work on a better relationship that isn't going to create an awkward rift between us."

I wanted to do this fairly. I didn't need for the other officers in the station to think I am in his favour, in the first hours of his service as our new lieutenant, that would create bad rumours and misinformation about me as a person. The words left my mouth before I had time to even think of them. " That is a honour but I'll have to decline it, sir. I don't think it's fair on those that have to study for it and I'm just given the position."

He made a noise which I think was him sighing but it is mixed with an annoyed undertone. He hid it thinking I couldn't hear him and he force himself to give a toothless smile. " If you insist. However from now on I want you to call me by my name, None of that lieutenant nonsense. I can tolerate you calling me Marcus than all of that formal crap." He chuckled, an unfamiliar twinkle in his eyes glistened ominously. With a strained smile I ducked my head under his arm to get out of the office. " See you around, Ellie."

I didn't dare look back at Marcus, walking my self down the laneway of the upper deck to the station, and a chill ran up my spine. Maybe it's me being over dramatic, judging a book by its cover, something in my conscience told me to keep a good distance between the personal relationship Marcus and I made. I shake the thought out of my mind, pushing it to the back of my head.

" Hey, Elisabetta. What did the lieutenant want to talk to you, about? You look disturbed. Did he say something to you make you upset?"

Rebecca asked, matching my speed as I sped up the way I walked down the stairs to inside of the main lay out of the station, she walked at my side. I didn't know what to tell her. He isn't breaking the professional protocol, to ask one of his officers to meet him in person, I just had this urge to go back and confront him. That'll go pretty bad if I did.

" It was a brief little get to know each other, nothing else. Can we talk about something else other than what I discuss with the lieutenant. Like how you are meant to be with your TO, or who I know him as my uncle Dan."

She became flustered. " R..Right. Sorry, yeah. I just wanted to ask if you were alright. I see you are so I'll leave you alone. Now." She stuttered, nodding in agreement she should find Uncle Dan, leaving me alone to my thoughts. With a huff of air I stride up to my desk, feeling stares on the base of my head and I snapped my neck to face the one responsible for the staring. I see Marcus's eyes trained on me. Nobody else. The sight of Lucifer infiltrating my line of sight had me breathe a sigh of contempt, internally I felt thankful for him interrupting Marcus's stare.

" Everything alright, Darling? Your cheeks are all flustered and flushed with pink." He asked, pinching my sensitive flesh softly, and I laugh.

" It's nothing, Luc. It's a little warm in here for my liking."

Can't exactly say that I feel unsettled by my new boss, now, can I?

JASMINE SPEAKS;

Marcus is here. I am going to change things up a little with my story.

At first Ellie is going to be a bit reluctant and distrustful of Pierce 'Cause something in mind is telling her he is up to no good.

He unsettled me when I watched the third season for the first time.

I'm going to have Marcus Manipulate her into believing he is a good guy, as we all know the storyline of Pierce and Chloe in the actual show happens it will be a great deal different for Ellie and him.

Certain aspects and plots will be changed to fit the whole vision I have for this season.

What did you think of their interactions? Ellie, lucifer, and Marcus?

NOTE;

This is a fan-fiction. With fanfics you have the ability, the power, to create an alternate world outside of the whole canon universe inside of movies and series you write for.

Please don't forget we authors can see your comments and what you say about our fics.

In the future, I suggest to remember to be mindful and careful of the opinions you say. Your words can hurt.

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