Summary: Future Fic. The life and times of Lorelai Gilmore IV, Lola. Will she ever find out who her father is?

Disclaimer: I do not own Gilmore Girls, it's story, characters or episodes. They were created by Amy Sherman-Paladino and are owned by Dorothy Parker Drank Here and the WB/CW

A/N: Yes, I'm sure you all thought I died. Not sure if anyone is still following this story, but I am going to try to finish it along with my others. Only 6 years late, right? Comments are always appreciated. Thank you for those who have continued to read and review.

Chapter 10

Friday finally rolled around. Lola had been a nervous ball of energy all week, hardly talking of anything else when she was home. It was late by the time Luke arrived, having not been able to leave the diner as early as he'd hoped. The three of them hugged and did a quick catch up of their time apart before getting settled in for the night.

When Lola awoke on Saturday morning to the smell of pancakes, she was instantly confused. The only time pancakes were cooked in her house was if she was doing the cooking. A huge smile broke out on her face as she remembered that Luke (Her father!) was here in her house visiting. She bounded out of bed in a hurry to get downstairs. She skidded into the kitchen practically breathless after having sprinted down the stairs only to be met with a slightly laughing Luke holding a plate of pancakes out for her to grab.

She set the plate down on the table and went to stand next to him at the stove. She leaned against him and quickly wrapped her arms around his middle.

"Thanks for coming, dad," she whispered against him.

Luke patted her awkwardly on the head, "Wouldn't miss you for the world, kid."

Lola was halfway through her second plate of pancakes by the time her mom came down. Her eyes catalogued the way her dad's eyes followed her as she entered and how her mom softly touched his shoulder in greeting before leaning down and kissing her on the forehead.

"Morning, kid. Did you get some of Luke's wonderful pancakes already?"

"Yep. It was nice to wake up to the smell of pancakes!"

"So what do you two want to do today?" Rory asked as she sat down with her heaping plate of pancakes and mug of coffee. She suddenly let out a deep sigh, "Luke's coffee…in my house. I didn't think I'd ever see the day."

Lola laughed. "I was thinking maybe we could show dad around town and then maybe a picnic at the park. Maybe we can play catch, dad?"

Luke's face was shining with emotions as he looked at Lola. Rory immediately felt every ounce of guilt she had carried the past ten years hit her full force. She hastily pushed back her chair and ran out of the kitchen.

Lola looked at Luke and then to the door where her mother had just run out of. They both stood up awkwardly, shared a glance, and followed Rory's retreat.

They were just about to her bedroom when she emerged. They all stopped dead in their tracks. Rory reached out and took one of Luke's hands and one of Lola's hands in her own. She had tears in her eyes as she started to speak, "I…I'm so sorry. You two should hate me for what I've done to you. I've kept you apart all these years when you could have been cooking and playing catch together every day. I don't know how you can stand to look at me."

Lola quickly hugged her mother. "Mom, I could never hate you. You have been a wonderful mom to me and given me so much. I may not agree with your choice, but we're here now and I am glad of that."

Luke cleared his throat nervously. "Rory, I can't say I was happy with you when I found out. But, we're here now and that is what matters. You two are the most important things in my life and that won't change."

"Great!" Lola exclaimed, "Now if we're over this feelings fest let's get started on our day!"

Rory and Luke laughed hoarsely and shared a quick look before heading to clean up for the day.

Lola had fun dragging Luke all over town and showing him their favorite places, namely food and coffee places that they frequented. Rory and Luke both noticed a weird attention from the man at the coffee shop when he saw Luke with the two girls.

They settled in for a late picnic lunch at the park down the street from their house, enjoying some simple sandwiches and sides they'd picked up from the local deli. Afterwards, Rory pulled out the book she had brought with while Luke and Lola played catch. She had a very content feeling about her after she managed to push the guilt away again for a little while.