P.I. Dawn Summers - August 9th
Twisted Shorts August Fic-a-Day Challenge - Day 9
Title: P.I. Dawn Summers
Author: hermione2be
Rating: PG/FR13/K+
Crossover: BtVS/Lucifer
Disclaimer: I do not own any of BtVS/Angel or Lucifer people, places, or ideas. This fiction is done simply for pleasure and I receive no profit.
Summary: Lucifer requests Dawn’s help.
Notes: Part 4 - Links Page
Seasons: Post-Series/S2Ep11 “Stewardess Interruptus”
Word Count: 1030
Dawn pulled into the LAPD station and shook her head at the sheer number of people. Beautiful people, male and female, who all seemed to be waiting for something.
She headed straight into the building and past the line to the desk sergeant. “I’m here for Lucifer Morningstar.”
One of the others overheard. “I’ve got this,” he said, as he approached with a clipboard. “Name?”
“Dawn Summers.”
“And when did you last see Lucifer?”
“Three weeks or so.”
“I’m Detective Dan Espinosa. We’re interviewing everyone as quickly as we can.”
“I’m not here for an interview. Lucifer sent me this.” She pulled out her cellphone and opened up a text.
Summers. Need another set of eyes. Meet me at LAPD.
Dan frowned at it then at her. “How do you know Lucifer?”
“I’m a friend of the family,” she fibbed easily. She did not grow up with the Scoobies without learning to lie quickly and straight-faced, even if they had never mastered it.
“Why would he call you?”
“I don’t know.” She pulled out her P.I. license. “Can I see him while you run this?”
“You’re a P.I.?”
“Don’t think women can?” she asked.
He pursed his lips and led her around the far side of the line to a door. When he opened it, Lucifer was standing looking through a one-way mirror. In the interview room was a blonde detective and a handsome, built man.
“Your P.I. is here,” Dan said.
Lucifer smirked and turned to look at Dawn.
“What did you get me into?” she asked as she walked to his side. “Don’t you know I avoid police?”
“And yet you came.”
“Curiosity,” she argued softly. “What is going on?”
“Two of the people I’ve slept with recently are dead. I appear to be the only connection between them.”
“So all the people I passed are the ones you slept with?”
“Just the last eight weeks,” he told her. “I’ve been in a bit of a slump recently.”
Dawn shook her head. “I escaped Faith to find the Devil himself and he’s just as sex-obsessed.”
He looked at her strangely.
She waved him off and pulled a notepad from her bag. She started making notes. She sat on a nearby table and crossed her legs, keeping her eyes on the interview. She was aware of Dan returning early in the process and giving back her license.
For the most part they all seemed to go the same. The men and women considered their time with Lucifer the “best night” of their lives. His attention to his partners’ wants and desires and his creativeness had made the sex beyond anything they expected.
Just as clear, they were not motivated to harm others he had slept with. They had taken their time with Lucifer for what it was - just sex. The last one was being shown out by the female detective - Decker.
“Well, look, man, the good news is none of them had motive to be the killer,” Dan offered.
“Yes,” Lucifer said lowly, a tightness to his words, “Because none of them cared enough about me to murder.”
Dawn slipped from the table and walked around in front of him. “You don’t want people to kill in your name, trust me.” She slipped into Ancient Sumerian. “That is a guilt even the Devil doesn’t need.” She pressed her hand to his cheek. “They didn’t matter to you, you used them just for sex. They used you for sex too. Why should they feel any more than you do?” She slipped back into English as she dropped her hand. “You’re going to have to explain the thing with the car battery, even I haven’t heard of that one.”
There was an impish twist to her lips, meant to take away the sting of her redirect.
He jumped for it. “Well, you also need Vaseli-” Lucifer’s eyes jumped to the interrogation room where Charlotte was being seated across from Decker.
“Thanks for calling me in,” Charlotte said. “I actually wanted to speak with you.”
“Wait a minute,” Lucifer looked at Dan. “Why is she here?”
“I don’t know,” Dan said with a bewildered look.
“I keep telling the detective she’s not my ex.”
“Ew,” Dawn managed.
“Exactly!” Lucifer agreed.
“I wanted to tell you that you impressed me,” Charlotte continued.
“Really?” Decker said.
“Yeah.”
“Mm”
“I underestimated you. I gave you all the reason in the world to betray Lucifer.”
“You did.”
Dawn looked at Lucifer. “What are they talking about?”
He shook his head. “I don’t know.”
“How do you know Charlotte?” Dan asked.
Dawn looked at him and then back at Lucifer. “How does he know Charlotte?”
Lucifer grimaced. “He’s this close to being my step-Dan.”
She snorted. “For demon-sake, you are all kinds of screwed up.”
He scoffed.
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“Chloe Decker.”
“Dawn Summers.”
They shook hands. “It’s nice to meet you.”
“She’s a P.I.,” Dan said. “Lucifer called her.”
“Texted actually. I am not trying to horn in, but since he asked I was hoping to continue.”
“Are you repaying a favor?” Chloe asked.
“Favor?” Dawn frowned. “I don’t understand.”
“His whole deal with the devil thing. He does you a favor and leaves open how you are to repay it later.”
“Smart. But not something I’ve got going with him.”
“Have you slept with him?”
Dawn chuckled. “No. I’m a friend of the family. You’re also barking up the wrong tree with Charlotte. Trust me, there is nothing romantic there.”
“How do you know?”
“That’s for them to disclose, not me.” Dawn pulled out her notebook. “So are we thinking this girl most of them described is the likely suspect?”
“Given how many of Lucifer’s exes confirmed seeing her around Lux….I’m going to see if we can get a hit through the DMV.”
“I may have seen her a few weeks ago when I was at Lux.” She looked through her notes. “I think…she ordered a Shirley Temple. We should try through the bar too. See how many Temples were paid for that night with a credit card.”
“Good. You work with Lucifer on that and Dan and I will see what we get from the DMV.”
Dawn nodded.
Title: P.I. Dawn Summers
Author: hermione2be
Rating: PG/FR13/K+
Crossover: BtVS/Lucifer
Disclaimer: I do not own any of BtVS/Angel or Lucifer people, places, or ideas. This fiction is done simply for pleasure and I receive no profit.
Summary: Lucifer requests Dawn’s help.
Notes: Part 4 - Links Page
Seasons: Post-Series/S2Ep11 “Stewardess Interruptus”
Word Count: 1030
Dawn pulled into the LAPD station and shook her head at the sheer number of people. Beautiful people, male and female, who all seemed to be waiting for something.
She headed straight into the building and past the line to the desk sergeant. “I’m here for Lucifer Morningstar.”
One of the others overheard. “I’ve got this,” he said, as he approached with a clipboard. “Name?”
“Dawn Summers.”
“And when did you last see Lucifer?”
“Three weeks or so.”
“I’m Detective Dan Espinosa. We’re interviewing everyone as quickly as we can.”
“I’m not here for an interview. Lucifer sent me this.” She pulled out her cellphone and opened up a text.
Summers. Need another set of eyes. Meet me at LAPD.
Dan frowned at it then at her. “How do you know Lucifer?”
“I’m a friend of the family,” she fibbed easily. She did not grow up with the Scoobies without learning to lie quickly and straight-faced, even if they had never mastered it.
“Why would he call you?”
“I don’t know.” She pulled out her P.I. license. “Can I see him while you run this?”
“You’re a P.I.?”
“Don’t think women can?” she asked.
He pursed his lips and led her around the far side of the line to a door. When he opened it, Lucifer was standing looking through a one-way mirror. In the interview room was a blonde detective and a handsome, built man.
“Your P.I. is here,” Dan said.
Lucifer smirked and turned to look at Dawn.
“What did you get me into?” she asked as she walked to his side. “Don’t you know I avoid police?”
“And yet you came.”
“Curiosity,” she argued softly. “What is going on?”
“Two of the people I’ve slept with recently are dead. I appear to be the only connection between them.”
“So all the people I passed are the ones you slept with?”
“Just the last eight weeks,” he told her. “I’ve been in a bit of a slump recently.”
Dawn shook her head. “I escaped Faith to find the Devil himself and he’s just as sex-obsessed.”
He looked at her strangely.
She waved him off and pulled a notepad from her bag. She started making notes. She sat on a nearby table and crossed her legs, keeping her eyes on the interview. She was aware of Dan returning early in the process and giving back her license.
For the most part they all seemed to go the same. The men and women considered their time with Lucifer the “best night” of their lives. His attention to his partners’ wants and desires and his creativeness had made the sex beyond anything they expected.
Just as clear, they were not motivated to harm others he had slept with. They had taken their time with Lucifer for what it was - just sex. The last one was being shown out by the female detective - Decker.
“Well, look, man, the good news is none of them had motive to be the killer,” Dan offered.
“Yes,” Lucifer said lowly, a tightness to his words, “Because none of them cared enough about me to murder.”
Dawn slipped from the table and walked around in front of him. “You don’t want people to kill in your name, trust me.” She slipped into Ancient Sumerian. “That is a guilt even the Devil doesn’t need.” She pressed her hand to his cheek. “They didn’t matter to you, you used them just for sex. They used you for sex too. Why should they feel any more than you do?” She slipped back into English as she dropped her hand. “You’re going to have to explain the thing with the car battery, even I haven’t heard of that one.”
There was an impish twist to her lips, meant to take away the sting of her redirect.
He jumped for it. “Well, you also need Vaseli-” Lucifer’s eyes jumped to the interrogation room where Charlotte was being seated across from Decker.
“Thanks for calling me in,” Charlotte said. “I actually wanted to speak with you.”
“Wait a minute,” Lucifer looked at Dan. “Why is she here?”
“I don’t know,” Dan said with a bewildered look.
“I keep telling the detective she’s not my ex.”
“Ew,” Dawn managed.
“Exactly!” Lucifer agreed.
“I wanted to tell you that you impressed me,” Charlotte continued.
“Really?” Decker said.
“Yeah.”
“Mm”
“I underestimated you. I gave you all the reason in the world to betray Lucifer.”
“You did.”
Dawn looked at Lucifer. “What are they talking about?”
He shook his head. “I don’t know.”
“How do you know Charlotte?” Dan asked.
Dawn looked at him and then back at Lucifer. “How does he know Charlotte?”
Lucifer grimaced. “He’s this close to being my step-Dan.”
She snorted. “For demon-sake, you are all kinds of screwed up.”
He scoffed.
88888888
“Chloe Decker.”
“Dawn Summers.”
They shook hands. “It’s nice to meet you.”
“She’s a P.I.,” Dan said. “Lucifer called her.”
“Texted actually. I am not trying to horn in, but since he asked I was hoping to continue.”
“Are you repaying a favor?” Chloe asked.
“Favor?” Dawn frowned. “I don’t understand.”
“His whole deal with the devil thing. He does you a favor and leaves open how you are to repay it later.”
“Smart. But not something I’ve got going with him.”
“Have you slept with him?”
Dawn chuckled. “No. I’m a friend of the family. You’re also barking up the wrong tree with Charlotte. Trust me, there is nothing romantic there.”
“How do you know?”
“That’s for them to disclose, not me.” Dawn pulled out her notebook. “So are we thinking this girl most of them described is the likely suspect?”
“Given how many of Lucifer’s exes confirmed seeing her around Lux….I’m going to see if we can get a hit through the DMV.”
“I may have seen her a few weeks ago when I was at Lux.” She looked through her notes. “I think…she ordered a Shirley Temple. We should try through the bar too. See how many Temples were paid for that night with a credit card.”
“Good. You work with Lucifer on that and Dan and I will see what we get from the DMV.”
Dawn nodded.