Cleo was sitting on the counter with her left knee pulled up to her chest as she was cleaning the scrape that was on her knee. Her other foot hung swinging slightly before she raised an eyebrow and looked up. There was a cut along her right cheek which caused her eye to have a swollen appearance as she went back to cleaning her knee. She was cursing under her breath as she finished and rested her hands on the counter as she lowered her left leg.

"Two darlings in one day! This is cause for celebration." She teased sliding down off of the counter a little more gingerly than she wanted to show and walked over to follow him out of the door. She picked up a couple of the bags after him and bit her lip as she padded back into the kitchen. Her run had been pretty uneventful until she was coming around the back way of the block. She had been pulled into the shade of someone's garage.

Her foot landed against the demon's head when she swung her foot towards her target. Cleo wasn't expecting for a pipe to be slammed into her ribs which pushed her into the wall. She was pinned for a moment as the two demons demanded that she tell them why she was there. She headbutted one which lead to her swollen cheek as she broke his nose. She pushed off against the other one using the wall to balance and landed on the cement on her knees. She hadn't noticed her knee until she had gotten home.

Cleo set the bag of groceries on the counter and pressed a hand to her side popping her rib back into place with a shudder before helping with the rest of the bags. "So I hope your trip was less eventful than mine. Maybe I should have taken you up on the offer to go shopping. I possibly wouldn't have dislocated a rib...or three." A sad excuse of a laugh left her as she grabbed a bag of frozen peas from one of the grocery bags, holding it to her eye.

"We can still go furniture shopping if you want. I just look a little worse for wear but you should see the other two. I don't think the one is going to be removing that screwdriver for a little while. Might be a little messy." She paused at the door pulling the peas away and walked to the freezer putting them in. "I should probably leave that here...might get some funny looks from people."

Cleo slipped on her tennis shoes and looked herself over in the mirror once more before she attempted to fix her braid as there were quite a few loose strands of hair that had gotten free. "Also no one knows yet you are here love. At least from what I gathered, it sounds like people were more suspicious of me leaving than they are of you...at least for now. But be careful. They don't know the house but I don't know how long until someone says something."

She wasn’t expecting him to grab her arm, let alone lift her onto the counter. She raised an eyebrow listening to him then her eyes widened when he stood between her legs. Cleo flinched at the tough of gauze on her face before rolling her eyes. “And here I thought you were actually this sweet and caring person.” Sarcasm dripped from each word as she waited until he moved to her knee. “But it sounds like you do care since you don’t want me to get an infection.” She wiggled her eyebrows playfully until he touched her knee. Leaning back on her hands as he worked, she tilted her head seeming to study the man in front of her.

Is he really just doing this for show? Is there a caring soul behind those cold eyes? She was brought out of her thoughts at remembering his mention of Selene. “Oh, if you see her again, tell her I say hi. Here I thought no one would pull one over on you.” Cleo braced herself as he set her back down and folded her arms following along behind him. “So I am on lockdown then? Well I guess I have to figure out some other way to get my training in.” When they were outside, she climbed into the passenger door and clicked into her seatbelt.

Some of the swelling was going down near her eye thankfully. The ice helped, along with the cleaning solution, for her body to heal a little quicker. Her mind wandered over to Selene as she looked out the window hearing him climb into the seat next to her. It had been at least 3 years since she had seen Lucifer’s sister and even though she worked under her, it felt weird not having that contact. A sigh left her lips as she leaned back slowly rolling her head to look at him.

“Thank you. I promise not to tell anyone that you are a very good nurse.” It was hard for her to not joke but the reality of what had happened crashed into her as she looked back out the window. There was a battle inside of her mind about how lax she had been in order to miss the subtle cues while she had been running. She knows to always expect the unexpected especially when protecting someone important. Her arms folded across her chest as she remained silent watching the scenery fly by, going over any little details.

I guess there won’t be much sleep tonight...I need to ask some questions. The demons had been wearing a concealed weapon with a very specific logo that not many of the human realm wouldn’t have knowledge about. It appeared to be a simple yin and yang symbol that was scarred into the metal of the blades but upon closer inspection, there were two dragons each caressing a single angel. It isn’t new...but hasn’t been used in a while. I will reach out to a weapons dealer and see if I can gain any clue to their identities. It wasn’t normal for her to sit in a car ride pretty much silent except for the occasional loud inhale of air if she was jostled just right.

Cleo finally looked back over at Lucifer when the vehicle quit moving. “It should be under your name. It’s amazing what deals you can get when you add a little charm…” With a wink she was out of the car and walking towards the front door of the furniture store pausing after a few steps to look back at him. “Well hurry up, I want to get my bed so that we can sleep...well maybe sleep.”

It was a little surprising to her when he interlaced their fingers. Yeah she knew that they had to act like they were in love, but something about it just felt a little off to her. She rolled her eyes playfully to his comment about her turning to rust. “Well...fine then. I would fight but I can think of other things to do to keep in shape.” She stepped into the building and looked around releasing his hand to wrap one arm around herself and the other to rest on her chin. The idea of having Selene’s phone number was enticing but she knew there were other ways she could communicate with his sister. Especially since she was working under Selene for this mission. Her eyes scanned the room before walking to the bedroom area.

“As much as I would love her number, I am sure we will end up talking to each other. Plus I want to get the bed situation worked out first. I am fine with eating food while sitting on the floor or even on the counter...but beds are important.” She nodded her head pausing at a simple dark grey and white bedspread. She picked up the soft blanket running her hands over it before looking at him. “Yeah, it is surprising how many don’t know how to stitch someone back together.” After setting the blanket back down, she walked over to him and gently took his hand interlacing their fingers once more.

She could feel some of the looks that they were getting from others in the building but she moved to head towards a darker bedspread only to release his hand and make a beeline for a hanging chair. The design of it was simple but yet carried a little elegance with the delicate weaving that hung down from it. She moved around it as she inspected it, making sure she really wanted it before she sat down in it. It swayed slightly under her weight but she leaned back watching him with a happy expression on her face. “I love this. Plus I think it would be great for napping.” She couldn’t help but give him a playful wink with air quotations as she stood back up.

When one met Cleo, she usually gave off the impression that she liked loud, obnoxious colors, anything that would make a statement. But in reality she liked the more muted greys and whites when it came to her bedroom or living space. Even though she wore outfits that sometimes garnered her looks, she wanted her personal space quiet and somewhere she could relax. She had started to wander over to a couple other more muted sets. They did look like a pair with him in his suit still while she was in workout gear with a tear on one of her knees. Her arms naturally wrapped around herself as she walked. Cleo wasn’t one for big displays of affection in public. One would think she was used to walking down the street hopelessly in love with someone but in fact, the perfect date to her was a quiet night at home curled up on the couch watching a movie or a walk down the beach in the twilight. Of course there was the occasional day where she will go out and party with her friends, but it takes quite a bit of coaxing if it is after a day where she was beaten up from training or just exhausted from running around.

Her mind was wandering down a lane of ideas for her room when she bumped into the back of Lucifer. She stepped back apologizing and then flushed a deep red. “Sorry love, I guess I should pull my head out of the clouds. It is easy to get lost up there when thinking about you.” She took a couple of steps back trying to be flirtatious but ended up backing into a bed which caused her to fall onto it. The woman couldn't help but begin to laugh at herself as she remained on the bed closing her eyes.

As much as she wanted to joke, she noticed his change in demeanor as she took his hand standing. She didn’t release it after she stood, giving it a gentle squeeze raising an eyebrow at the woman. Her gaze looked over the woman’s body before meeting her gaze with a smirk. She was going to interject a comment but stopped herself when the woman mentioned Lucifer’s mother’s death. “Now is not the time or place to discuss that matter. Have more decency than that.” Of course she knew about that ordeal, most everyone talked about it whenever Lucifer’s name was brought up. Cleo’s arms folded across her chest in a more protected stance when Lucifer turned walking away. The ugly head of jealousy began to raise its head in her chest seeing how more womanly the woman was before her. There was also something about her that Cleo found off putting as she waited a few more seconds before turning. “Who’s to say you never really held his attention.”

Her words weren’t meant to be taken further than skin deep as she jogged to catch up to Lucifer. She reached out a hand to touch his arm but stopped herself short instead pointing towards a dresser. “That one would look nice.” It was a rich, dark oak dresser that reached about chest height on Cleo. She walked over to it, moving to stand in front of him for a moment, keeping an eye on the woman before she looked in his eyes.

“I am sorry for this.” She reached a hand up to his cheek before pressing her lips to his, muffling any upset sound he could have made. The kiss was meant to be a statement to any onlookers even if it was short lived. She slowly pulled away as her eyes searched his trying to convey that she was sorry for the unexpected display. Her hand dropped to her side as she stepped away moving to inspect the dresser closer. She could feel the increasing tension, trying to ignore the feeling that they were being stared at as she turned around towards her husband. “Or did you see another one that you liked? Personally I think the dark wood would look better with lighter walls in the bedroom...Don’t you?”

She tried to put on an air that what she had done was normal and that continuing the conversation was what any couple would do. It was an almost noticeable distance that she was standing a little farther away from him than when they first walked in. Be it the tension that was almost palpable between the three people or if there was regret for stepping across a line. She pulled her braid over her shoulder and twirled it around a finger as she waited for his answer. If there was going to be a consequence for her actions, she hoped it would be after they left the store. The way he was acting around the other woman had started some murmurs in a couple of the groups that were around the store.

“Actually I will go get some items ordered to be delivered so that we can do some sight seeing.” She turned to begin walking to the main desk but stopped short when she came face to face with the more petite woman they had just spoken with before looking at the dresser. “Can I help you?”

She followed Lucifer's lead after he wrapped his arm around her shoulders. She nodded at his mentioning that they had important things to do. "We would like to order a few items." The clerk nodded and conversed with Cleo as she ordered a couple of the dressers she had pointed out, the bed she had first looked at as well as the chair. She made sure to not get carried away too easily, letting Lucifer put down what items he wanted. The clerk smiled as they wrote down the items.

"Thank you for shopping with us. I will get this put in right away so that they can get to your house to set up the bedrooms." Cleo nodded and watched the clerk walk away before looking at Lucifer. She could feel that her actions had not been welcomed and she took his hand in hers while tilting her head. She was about the speak when the clerk walked back waiting as Cleo handed over the credit card that she had slipped into her pocket.

Once everything was paid for and they were given the time that the items would be delivered, Cleo headed towards the door making sure to not stray far from Lucifer's side. The meeting with Katelyn was unsettling to her but she couldn't put her finger on the exact reason why. Once she reached the car, she paused and leaned on the hood. "So will I have any other bruises to cover up?"

Her voice only loud enough for the two of them as she waited for him to unlock the car. Of course she had a feeling that there might be a physical bout between the two of them but honestly it would be a way to do some training and study his fighting style even for a moment. "Because I wouldn't blame you for that response. I didn't let myself think through the consequenses since it was obvious there was tension between you two." Cleo wasn't one to pry too much, especially if the other person could easly snap her like a twig if they wanted. She respected other's privacy and she would hold true to that, as much as she could. There would be scenarios where she wouldn't be able to avoid talking about someone or something especially if the door had been open for her.

"Do you want to just head straight home? That way we can get things prepared and ready for our items when they come? I will try to help as much as I can with things or sit and look pretty on a counter...Your choice." Maybe with how she could see the anger in his eyes sitting on the counter was the more reasonable option to choose.