Title: Random Stuff.
Author: hezziebob182
Rating: T. (Just in case things get interesting at a later date.)
Summary: Some little mini clips of Grace/Luke and Joan that I'm gonna write in my lunch hours at school when I'm bored.
Chapter 4: Mrs. Grace Girardi
Disclaimer: I don't own Joan Of Arcadia. :( Pretty please don't sue me!
Hey people. Random stuff is back. I was gonna re-do chapter 4. Then I decided that after the several screw ups, to hell with it. I'll just write something new And now it is almost the last week of holidays. The holidays when I was gonna add loads to this fic. Ah well. Sorry.
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"Luke?"
"Yes Grace?"
"What the hell is that?" Grace sounded more amused than angry.
"What?" Luke asked, knowing the answer.
"You know what."
"Oh, oh, you mean this?" He holds up the gift-wrapped box in front on him. "It's a present."
"Right… Who for?" Grace asked, knowing the answer.
"Well duh! You."
"Why did you get me a present?" Grace tried in vain to hide her grin.
"You mean you don't know?" Luke feigned disappointment.
"No Dude. Why? Should I?"
"It's our anniversary."
Grace laughed. "Geek, we're not like, married or anything."
"No. But you said it back"
"Huh? Said what back?"
"You know what."
She did. "Will you just let that go? Please!"
"Nope. You said it. Suffer the consequences."
"I didn't mean it." She lied.
"Yes, you did. You love me. I love you. And who knows, one day, maybe we will get married." He waited for her reaction.
Mrs. Grace Girardi…"Whoa. Slow down dude! Seriously!"
Yep. Was expecting that.
"Sorry. But still, you pretend to be all angry and aloof. When I know the truth. Inside you're just a big softie."
"I'm leaving now!"
"Grace! Wait! Your present…"
She turned as she was walking away to blow him a kiss from over her shoulder. Then she carried on walking.
You're damn hard work Grace. It's a good thing I'm up for the challenge.