Everyone thanks for the feedback! As for the Parent Trap reference...uh no.

Title: No objection to you

Category: GL eventually

Rating: PG-13

Summary: Luke is embroiled in a bitter custody battle with his ex. Grace is his lawyer, appointed in a special case.

AN: I do not own or know the characters. Rosalia is the product of my imagination. I also must thank Sam for all her help in getting this started!

On Sunday night, Luke drove Rose to Lydia's house. Their weekend was over and Rose was back at her mother's for the week. Luke stopped the car and got out of the car. He let her out and they walked up to the porch.

"Hey Rose, come here sweetie." Luke bent down to give her a hug. "Be a good girl, okay?"

"Okay daddy." Rose looked at him. "Can't I stay with you another night?"

Luke smiled apologetically. "I wish you could, baby girl."

Rose frowned slightly then they turned hearing the door open. Lydia smiled seeing Rose.

"Hey sweetie. Did you have fun at daddy's?"

Rose nodded. "Yeah."

Lydia nodded then looked at Luke. Luke looked at Rose and smiled.

"I love you. I'll see you Saturday, okay?"

"Okay." Rose hugged him and kissed his cheek.

Lydia sighed. "Sweetie, go put your stuff away then I'll make you something to eat."

Rose nodded and went inside. Luke stood up and sighed. Lydia crossed her arms.

"So…I hear Grace is your attorney."

Luke nodded. "You heard right. Got a problem with that?"

Lydia scoffed. "Besides the fact that the girl you made out with in a room full of dead animals is now helping you try to win custody of Rose?"

Luke chuckled. "Don't make a big thing out of something you know nothing about. My relationship with Grace is in the past and none of your business."

Lydia nodded. "I just hope it doesn't interfere with the case. It's not good publicity for the client to be in a heated affair with the attorney."

Luke rolled his eyes. He really wanted to yell 'Step off, bitch!' but instead he said, "How on Earth did I get mixed up with such a…" he wanted to say a certain word that rhymed with bored but he knew it wouldn't fly with the judge.

"A what, Luke?" Lydia said with a raised eyebrow.

Luke shook his head. "Forget it. You're not worth it. Take care of my daughter. Don't let me get a call from the neighbor again." And with that, he turned and went back to his car.

Joan opened the door and smiled seeing Luke. "Hey. Come in."

Luke walked into her condo and took his jacket off, putting it on the coat rack. "Hey sis." He sniffed the air and smiled. "You didn't."

"I did." Joan grinned.

"Grandma's apple cobbler. You know I could never resist it."

Joan laughed. "You couldn't resist anything. Come on."

Luke and Joan went into the kitchen where Luke got a couple of plates, napkins, and forks. Joan pulled out the pan from the oven and set it on the stove. She had finished making it 10 minutes earlier so she was able to slice a couple of pieces and put them on the plates.

"So…anything happen while you dropped Rose off?"

"Anything ever not happen?" Luke asked rolling his eyes. "She got on me about the fact that Grace is my lawyer. She acted as if we couldn't handle a professional relationship."

"You didn't say anything you shouldn't have right?" Joan asked sternly.

"I almost called her a whore. You would have been so proud."

Joan chuckled. "Luke!"

"Hey how would you have reacted if your ex got all up in arms about Adam being your lawyer in a custody suit?"

Joan looked at Luke. "I would have laughed so hard I would have fallen to the ground."

Luke nodded and they sat down to eat. "So…do you think this will work?"

"Any judge would be stupid to let that little girl stay with that woman. And I'll say that in court if I have to."

Luke laughed. "Why must every member of my family call a judge stupid? You guys want me to lose."

"Of course not Luke!"

"This is revenge for making you all fall asleep in your food due to my science tangents, isn't it? I knew it!"

Joan laughed. "Luke, come on!"

"Admit it, Joan." Luke tried to sound serious but it didn't work.

"Oh…this is fun." Joan said.

"Yeah. Thanks. These moments help take my mind off the real world."

Joan smiled. Luke looked around as if he remembered something.

"Where's Grace?"

"Oh she went to visit Adam. The whole catching up with your childhood best friend thing."

"Ah." Luke nodded.

Adam walked into the living room of his apartment and smiled. "My entire portfolio saved just for you."

Grace smirked. "I feel so honored. Hand it over." Grace grabbed it and flipped through the drawings. They were of Rose and Liz in candid moments. "These are amazing. Have you shown the girls?"

"Not yet. I'm waiting for their birthdays or holidays. Liz says that her favorite time spending with me is when we draw. She says if we don't draw at least one thing before she goes home, then the whole weekend was pointless."

Grace chuckled. "I see Liz has been spending time with Luke?"

Adam nodded. "She is like his surrogate daughter I swear. We tend to trade off with the kids."

Grace gave him a confused look.

"Don't ask. So…how are you doing with he case?"

"You know I can't talk about it, Rove."

Adam nodded and folded his arms across his chest. Grace sighed.

"She's seven years old, Rove. She should be baking cookies with her mother and having fun without wondering if she's going to be home later."

"They bake cookies together?" Adam asked.

Grace looked at Adam.

"Uh…comments I've heard Rose say to Liz."

Grace shook her head. "She's so innocent."

Adam nodded. "I remember the first time I met her. Joan was watching her and she was about three weeks old. I went to visit and she was the most beautiful baby. She was a happy baby. I never heard her cry."

Grace sighed. "I want Luke to win so bad."

"We all do." The phone rang and Adam got up to get it. "Hello?" Adam smiled. "Hey Christina. Yes, I would love to speak to the little artist."

Grace rolled her eyes but smiled.

"Hey Liz. How's my little one doing? You all ready for bed? Oh really? Well you have fun on your play date and I will see you later okay? I love you. Good night sweetheart." Adam smiled and then hung up.

"How do you two do it?" Grace asked.

Adam looked at the phone and then at Grace. "If one of us has a problem with the other, we write each other a note asking for a conference and we spend at least half an hour or so talking it out. It works too because I don't think we've ever argued in front of Liz."

"Lucky baby."

Adam looked at Grace. "So…am I going to be called to testify?"

"Most likely. You hate the idea of courtrooms don't you?"

Adam shrugged.

"Don't worry. Girardi is hesitant also. But I will coach you guys and you'll be okay. This isn't like high school. As long as you're not keeping anything from me?"

Adam smirked. "Besides the CD I forgot to give back before you left Arcadia?"

Grace's jaw dropped. She grabbed a throw pillow and threw it at Adam, who caught in his hands.