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Dan didn't exactly hate Lucifer's penthouse. He'd just rather avoid the apartment, the club within the building and its owner whenever he could. While he doesn't hate Lucifer anymore, the alpha is still not his favorite person to be around and he'd rather not inflict the self proclaimed devil on himself unless he absolutely had it.
Which was why he was in Lucifer's penthouse. Because the lieutenant had made him the one to get Lucifer's contact for the current case instead of Chloe, you know, Lucifer's usual partner.
Dan swore to himself to keep from hitting something. He was annoyed and exhausted. He needed this case done and over with yesterday, so he can get some sleep. He was certainly not in the mood to deal with Lucifer's luciferness.
The penthouse looked empty at first glance. A quick search and he found the man of the moment. Except, nothing about the state he was in made sense.
Dan tripped on thin air in an attempt to catch himself when he found the alpha. The man was on his large bed, drenched in sweat and writhing in obvious pain. There was no sign of bleeding or blood anywhere that Dan could see.
Dan had never seen Lucifer hurt, he had never seen him so vulnerable. They weren't close enough and he knew the alpha wouldn't have picked Dan to witness this moment of he had a choice.
His first instinct is to turn on his heels and run. Alphas can be feral when hurt and vulnerable. The glazed look in Lucifer's unseeing eyes could only be proving that. Add in their antagonistic relationship and Dan's omega status, this was not a safe place for any omega, let alone Dan. Dan knows himself. There's a reason he's avoided having anything to do with alphas his entire life. Lucifer's haywire instincts might decide Dan needs to be put in his place.
He took another look at the figure on the bed. The alpha's condition looked serious. He needs to call someone to come deal with this. He went out to the balcony to make the call and breath in some fresh air, untainted by pheromones.
His first call was to Chloe. It went straight to voicemail. Dan cursed. He knew Lucifer had a brother, but without Chloe to give him his contact, he didn't know how to reach him.
When he returned to check on the man, he was barely moving or breathing. He'd gone unnaturally still, a far cry from how he was a moment ago. Dread pulled in Dan's gut.
Later, when asked, Dan couldn't say why he chose to do it. Except that he couldn't let the man died. This annoying, irritating alpha of a person who loved to make his life hell. Dan's life would be much less complicated without him in it, but Dan would never be able to look his daughter and ex wife in the eyes and tell them that he let the man die. The same man who had risked his life to save them many times.
He'll say that's why he did it. It's why he went against everything he was and did the one thing he swore he'd never do.
"Hey, man," Dan said tentatively. He took off his jacket as he came closer to the shirtless man.
Lucifer didn't respond besides a groan.
"You're going to be fine, okay? I'm going to help you." Dan took off his shirt, showing off his neck in submission. "I don't know what happened to you, but please don't rip my neck off with your teeth."
Everyone knew bonded couples could share in each other's pain and help accelerate each other's healing. Of course, it was also another way for alphas to control their omegas.
Dan had never been bonded. Going out of his way to date only betas and even marrying one ensured that, since betas couldn't form bonds.
But with Lucifer at death's door, a partial bond might help live long enough to get him to a hospital. Since he has no plan of letting the alpha mark him in return, the bond would only be temporary. It should heal after a few days, or weeks.
With that, he climbed on the bed, his neck bared in submission and found Lucifer's bond gland. It looked weird. He'd never seen one up close but he's not sure it looked right.
Still, he shook of thought and let his fangs descend before biting down hard enough to feel the rush of blood and pheromones entering his mouth.
The effects is immediate.
Lucifer groaned beneath him, eyes snapping open to watch as Dan pulled back.
"Sorry about that," Dan says awkwardly, now that he realized that he's straddling the alpha.
Lucifer continued to stare at him as he shifts onto the other side of the bed. He feels light headed and exhausted already. There's no telling how Lucifer feels. The man hasn't said anything.
"I didn't know what else to do." Dan continued. "We need to get you to a hospital. Do you know what happened to you?"
He attempted to rise from the bed, but the moment his feet touch the ground, the room tilts. He would have braned his head if not for Lucifer's strong grip.
"No hospitals. They can't help." Lucifer says in his deep voice. "Lay down before you break something."
He pulled Dan down on the bed beside him. Dan wanted to protest but the world goes dark immediately. Whatever Lucifer had to say was lost in the darkness.