Chapter 36.

I know it's been a long time but things have been really hectic lately and probably will continue to be for another month or so. It's not a very long chapter but like I said in the last one, it was getting to be a bit long so I cut it up into two parts. Plus I really like cliffhangers.

Also, great news! This story has surpassed 100k views which is more than I ever thought I would achieve so thanks a bunch for that.

Disclaimer: I do not own Shameless.


Lawrence heaved a sigh as he felt the eyes of everyone else fall onto him. Out the corner of his eye, he noticed his parole officer making his way around to stand beside him.

"For the next 6 hours, you're a free man, Kaufman," declared the officer before sternly adding. "Don't fuck it up. Make the most out of this time with your family."

Lawrence simply nodded in return. His eyes moved around the group of people hanging around, noting many familiar faces who seemed both genuinely happy and shocked to see him there.

Self-consciously, he adjusted his suit jacket before making his way towards the doors of the funeral home. His feet slowed to a stop when he saw three people walking out.

Jakob was in the process of wheeling his grandmother out when his path was blocked by Daniela's heels. His mouth opened to tell her to move when he finally glanced up only to have the wind knocked right out of him.

Daniela was sure that she was hallucinating. Surely it couldn't be real. Her mind tried to remember exactly what she had taken that morning, searching for any particular illicit drugs she may have consumed by accident.

But no. There he was.

She blinked furiously, just in case but there the man continued to stand, just as breathless as she was, watching her every move.

Lawrence's eyes never wavered from his daughter as she took a shaky step towards him followed by another and another until she was merely a foot away from him.

Her hazel eyes were wide with wonder as well as confusion. Above it all, he could pick out the watery sheen that covered them.

"Dad?"

The word was spoken so quietly and so full of hesitation that Lawrence felt his own voice grow thick.

"Hey, baby girl."

Within a second, Daniela had closed the distance between the two, her arms wrapping around her father's midriff. She clung tightly to him, afraid that if she didn't take hold of him as much as possible that he'd disintegrate.

Five long seconds passed in which no such thing happened.

"How is this real?" She asked more to herself than him but he heard anyways. The vibration of his soft laughter reverberated onto her cheek.

Lawrence stroked his daughter's hair, holding her close to him. It was the first time he had hugged her in twelve years and he wasn't likely to let go anytime soon.

"You're here?" Said a shocked Jakob who was now standing a foot behind them.

Daniela slowly unfurled herself from her father before moving to the side so they could share a long embrace. Lawrence clapped his son on the back, holding him just as tightly as he had with Daniela.

The girl watched, feeling the closest thing to happiness she had managed to experience in the last few weeks. Beside her, she noticed her grandmother appear.

"I still don't get how this is happening right now," continued Jakob, sounding more choked up as he took a step back to marvel at his father's presence. "How?"

"You can thank your grandmother for that," answered Lawrence smoothly, casting a look over his son's shoulder to where the woman sat watching them contently. Both Jakob and Daniela's heads whipped to frown at Wilda.

"I told him that during these sort of situations, cases can be made to allow prisoners the ability to attend their loved one's funeral," she explained as her son moved to stand in front of her. "He just needed to stay on good behavior while the arrangements were made."

Realization dawned on Daniela's face as she shared a look with her brother. So that was what the pair had been talking about when they went to visit him. Everything made sense now.

"Hey, ma." The man leaned down to press a kiss to his mother's cheek. Wilda's arms came to wrap around him and her eyes fell shut with a soft sigh, no doubt happy to have her son in her arms once again.

Lawrence righted himself to see Wilda's stern look. "You're late."

Lawrence chuckled under his breath and gestured to himself. "Yeah, I had to go get a suit. Didn't really want to show up in my prison gear."

Wilda rolled her eyes though she still wore a smile on her face. She nodded her head towards the doors where the funeral planner stood waiting.

"I think we're ready to start now."

/

Lip made sure to arrive well after the service had begun. He knew that if he were to come earlier, there would be a greater chance of him getting kicked off of the property either by his brother or Daniela herself and so, he found himself quietly slipping in during Jakob's speech.

He took a seat in the back row and settled in. Jakob stood at the front of the room in front of the casket and beside a picture of Camille. Lip had only met the woman a handful of times, mainly when he came to pick Daniela up at the hospital when she went without her brother. During those times, he hadn't lingered for long.

As his eyes roamed over the picture of the woman, he saw just how alike the two looked. At the thought, Lip's attention faded to Daniela, or more accurately, the back of her head. He could just make out where she was sitting through the shoulders of the people in front of him.

Her head was tilted downwards, most likely staring down at her fingers but every now and again, she would glance up at her brother, giving Lip a glimpse at her face. Everything else blurred around him as his eyes continued to stick on the girl who spared a look at the unfamiliar man sitting beside her.

With Jakob's speech coming to a conclusion, the service also came to end meaning that it was now time for the part Daniela had been dreading the most; the burial. But first, she had to greet the guests.

"Lovely service."

"Very well done."

"Your mother would be so proud of you two."

"That was a beautiful photo of her. Really captures her youth."

Throughout it all, Daniela slapped on a fake smile, laughing along and thanking them for coming. As another guest said their farewells, the girl glanced around the area to check how many more of these things she'd have to endure. She froze when her eyes collided with Lip's.

His unwavering stare kept her rooted to the spot so much so that she couldn't find it in herself to look away from his piercing eyes. Daniela hadn't been expecting him to come though, as she thought about it, she figured that she really should have.

Her brow furrowed slightly in concern at seeing the cuts and bruises on his face, no doubt the work of Ian. There was a deep cut on his upper lip that looked painful as well as some gnarly bruising under his eye. She fought the urge to tend to him like a loving nurse.

Lip looked about ready to approach her when she found him disappearing behind Ian who was now stood in front of her with Mandy and Simon.

"I warned him not to come," muttered an aggravated Ian into her ear, pulling her in for a quick hug. Daniela simply shook her head as she pulled away, thankful that his body was blocking her sight of Lip.

"It's okay. As long as he stays where he is and doesn't cause any trouble."

"He better not," snapped Mandy, her narrowed eyes turning to rest on Lip. Simon nodded in agreement.

Though she was more than thankful for the three of them, the last thing Daniela wanted was an angry Milkovich hanging around and was in the process of her calming her down when she noticed the rest of the Gallagher crew approaching.

A genuine smile fell onto her face, seeing that they were kind enough to wait till the rest of the guests had gone before coming to see her.

"El," breathed Fiona sadly, pulling her into a tight hug. Her hand cradled the back of Daniela's head making the whole thing feel very motherly. The woman let out a ragged breath before standing back to look the girl over. Daniela had no doubt that she looked terrible.

Fiona seemed to notice it too but was kind enough to not touch on it. "We're so sorry. I know these last few weeks have been shitty for you but remember that we're always here, okay? No matter what might have happened."

The last part of her sentence was uttered more quietly and Daniela felt a pang in her chest at the realization that she had an idea about what had happened between her and Lip.

"Thank you," she replied genuinely as Fiona stepped to the side to make room for the little ones to give her a similar treatment.

Debbie held on the longest, something Daniela appreciated seeing as the younger girl's hugs always managed to cheer her up.

After her came Kev and Veronica who promised her a free drink the next time she stopped by the Alibi. Daniela was sure to take them up on their offer.

As the last of the conversations were had, Daniela heard someone clear their throat and turned her attention to Jakob who interrupted apologetically.

"We're going to head over to the cemetery now," he whispered to her.

The corner of the girl's mouth turned downwards and she nodded in return. Sensing that they were on their way, the Gallagher crew slowly said their goodbyes and left.

Ian hung back slightly as they made their way past Lip who had been stood to the side watching all of them with a cigarette in hand. His eyes were currently on Daniela who was getting into her brother's truck when he heard Mandy's voice.

"Asshole," she spat, her arm looped with Simon's. Lip didn't bother responding to them. His gaze found his brother's who looked at him stone-faced for a moment before continuing past with a scoff.

Lip's eyes dropped to his feet before returning to watch Daniela leave the funeral home. When the truck was finally out of sight, he squashed his cigarette with his foot before heading home.

/

The private burial was quite possibly the most depressing thing Daniela had ever experienced. Throughout it all, she had lingered slightly behind everyone, her tinted sunglasses fastened securely over the bridge of her nose.

The remainder of her family had chosen to crowd around the burial plot, their faces morose and full of grief. Daniela could only bare to look at it for so long.

As the casket was lowered into the ground, she found her gaze flicking away to a tree across the cemetery. Her lips pursed at the tight feeling of pressure pressing down on her chest. It grew heavier with each second that her mother was laid into the ground to rest.

A quiet sniffle drew her attention towards her father whose large hand was wrapped around hers. Daniela's heart clenched watching the pain splayed out across her father's features. His green eyes were now red-rimmed and he pinched the bridge of his nose to expel any tears.

Twisting her mouth, Daniela gently squeezed his hand. The man glanced down at her, his lips folding before a solid arm wound its way around her shoulders, pulling her against his side so that he could drop a kiss to her hair. Daniela winced slightly, feeling him graze against the fresh bump she had collected that morning.

Once the body had been lowered and the grave filled, the family loitered around for a little while with most readying to say any final goodbyes they couldn't muster up during the service.

Daniela didn't partake in it.

Instead, she chose to stroll casually through the other headstones in an attempt to busy herself.

She knew her father would be a while and she didn't blame him.

Finally, after fifteen minutes, she heard her name being called and glanced over her shoulder to see a red-eyed Jakob gesturing for her to come back. With a small huff, Daniela returned to where they were, making an extra effort to keep her mother's grave out of her line of sight.

"Dad said he has a couple more hours so we're going to go and get something to eat," he said, his eyes flicking over to the car where her father's parole officer was standing.

Daniela nodded. "Okay."

They all found themselves at a decent-looking diner about ten minutes from the cemetery. As they all sat down to eat, Daniela's stomach grumbled signifying her hunger. She hadn't consumed much in the last 24 hours other than booze and two ibuprofen so to suddenly be surrounded by the smells of food was a great reminder that she actually had to eat.

When the orders came, however, she had to bite down on her tongue to refrain from asking the waitress for a stiff drink. The greasy food definitely helped her budding hangover though which she was thankful for as she scarfed down some bacon and pancakes.

Across from her, Lawrence seemed to be having the time of his life as he tucked into his food like he'd never eaten before.

"Damn," he sighed after swallowing a mouthful of eggs. "You forget how good this stuff is until you're forced to eat prison food for twelve years."

The rest of them shared a small laugh before continuing with their meals.

"It must be so strange," wondered Daniela aloud. Her eyes raised to meet her father's inquisitive ones. "Being out after all these years."

He nodded. "It is, and I'm sure so much has changed that I wouldn't know how to handle."

"So," began Lawrence once again. "How's school been going for you, Dani?"

The girl stiffened slightly, her fork poking at the eggs on her plate. "Well, I'm finished now so…"

Her father's eyes widened as he wiped his mouth with a napkin. "Shit, really? So I guess that means you're looking towards college now."

"Uh, yeah. The school guidance counselor helped me out with some applications." It had dawned on Daniela that she hadn't actually talked with her father about college yet, nor had she told him what her career choice was.

"That's great, and what are you thinking of doing?"

Daniela cleared her throat hesitantly. "Well, I was looking towards nursing. You know, because of mom."

A silence fell over the table and she hated that she was the one that caused it. Her eyes flitted to each person who had now paused in their eating. Wilda carefully sipped on her coffee.

Anxious to move the conversation along, Daniela shrugged it off. "But I don't really know if they'll even take me."

"Of course they will," refuted Lawrence instantly, frowning at his daughter. "They'd be idiots not to."

Daniela's eyes fell to her plate, a small smile pulling at her lips.

The rest of their meal passed by pleasantly and Daniela relished in the time she got to spend with her father. It was the first time they had truly spent any time together, even before he went to jail.

The current topic of conversation had turned to her father and Jakob discussing his new career choice as well as Katherine who he had briefly interacted with at the service.

"She seems like a nice woman," commented Lawrence with approval making Jakob nod in agreement, a grin on his face.

"She is."

"Yeah, I still don't know why she's with Jake," frowned Daniela, sounding genuine which then caused Lawrence to crack a smile at the expense of his son.

The smile dimmed, however, when his eyes caught onto the parole officer making his way towards their table. With an apologetic look, he cleared his throat.

"I think it's time we head back."

Lawrence was silent for a moment before nodding. Heaving a sigh, he raised his eyebrows at his family and stood up. Jakob quickly called for the bill as the others filed out of the diner out onto the sidewalk where the car was waiting.

At the sight of it, Daniela's face visibly deflated. Seeing this, Lawrence tsked under his breath before motioning for her to come forward. She did and was soon enveloped in a tight embrace. She held onto him, not wanting to let go.

"Whatever happens with college," began her father softly. "I want you to know how proud I am of you. You're strong and beautiful just like your mother and I know that whatever you decide to do, she'll be there with you every step of the way."

Feeling the burning sting of tears in her eyes, Daniela simply nodded into her father's chest unsure if she could trust herself to say anything without breaking down into a pool of tears.

"I love you, Dani."

With that, the first tear fell followed by more until she was having trouble breathing properly. Lawrence, feeling her shoulders shake simply pulled her closer to his chest, savoring the moment.

When they finally pulled apart, Daniela saw that she wasn't the only one who had been crying. Her father's face held the telltale signs as placed a final kiss to her hair.

Stepping back, Daniela saw that Jakob had returned and was standing beside his grandmother's wheelchair waiting to say goodbye.

Lawrence moved to his son before doing the same thing he had done with Daniela.

"Take care of your sister," he told him to which Jakob nodded.

"I will."

"Good man." Lawrence pulled back to clap his son the back before bending down to hug and kiss his mother who held her son for as long as she could.

With the goodbyes having been said, the man released a long breath and moved over to the passenger side of the door. Daniela moved to stand beside her brother, who wrapped his arm around her, as they watched their father send them one final wave before the car inevitably pulled away.

She wiped at her eyes, hating that she had to say goodbye to yet another parent.

When Daniela returned home later that afternoon, she was completely drained; mentally, physically and emotionally. With a passing comment to Jakob, she headed up the stairs before collapsing in bed. Her hands fisted into her warm comforter, pulling it around her frame sluggishly.

The pounding in her head had resurfaced, causing her to grimace in pain as her stomach twisted with nausea. Smacking her lips together, Daniela buried her head into her pillow, and not thirty seconds later, she was fast asleep.

/

Daniela wasn't sure how long she had been out for when she finally awoke. Her eyes blinked open as she blearily glanced in the direction of her window to see that it was pitch black outside. However long it was, it was the best she had managed to get in a night for the whole week.

Feeling oddly rejuvenated, Daniela rose from her bed, cringing at the taste in her mouth that occurred whenever she would have a nap. She wiped a hand over her face before padding down the stairs into the kitchen to get herself a glass of water.

She sighed at the taste; the water managing to taste sweeter than usual. Daniela tipped the small remnants back into the sink before her eyes traveled around the empty kitchen.

It seemed that the day's events hadn't yet managed to settle in completely. The thought that she had actually been able to hug her father for the first time in twelve years was still bizarre to her.

Absently, a hand reached up to graze along her hairline, her lips turning downwards once she was met with the swollen bump. Tentatively, Daniela applied a small amount of pressure to see how much of the pain she could handle until she gave up and her hand fell back to her side.

Not feeling like going back to bed yet, Daniela grabbed a coat off of the rack by the front door and slipped outside where she was met with a pleasant chill that filled her lungs soothingly. Huffing slightly, she took a seat on the top step of her front porch. Her hands pulled the sides of the coat tighter around her body as she faced her attention on the sky.

In Chicago, thanks to all of the lights of the city, Daniela never truly got to see the large expanse of stars up glistening in the sky but she had always enjoyed staring up at whatever she could glimpse. It calmed her and there were constellations she could always spot such as Ursa Major and Ursa Minor.

She wasn't sure how long she had been staring up at them when she finally realized she wasn't alone anymore.

Slowly, her eyes dropped to the figure standing only a few feet from her, feeling the breath catch in her throat.

Lip stood watching her somewhat hesitantly, now bereft of his suit and it was with a small surprise that Daniela realized she was still wearing her black dress. At the thought, she now wanted nothing than to tear it off of her body and be rid of it.

Her gaze lingered on him a moment longer, her brow furrowing slightly as to why he was even there. Pursing her lips, she returned her attention to the stars.

Deeming her response - or lack thereof - as enough of a pass for him to continue, Lip cleared his throat before moving to join her on the front porch. Daniela inhaled sharply when she felt his shoulder brush against hers. Righting herself, she focused her attention on the sky, not unaware of Lip's gaze on her.

Just the thought of him watching her caused her chest to pound and a warmth to fill her traitorous belly. She bit down her lip in an attempt to quell it. Tossing Lip a quick sideways glance, she saw that his eyes were still on her. There was something swirling around inside of them but she didn't bother trying to distinguish it.

A breeze carried past them, causing Daniela's skin to develop goosebumps that had her pulling the coat around her shoulders even tighter. Seeing an opportunity, she also used this time to angle herself slightly away from him.

Lip glumly took note of this. He hated that he had done this to her. He hated that she felt she couldn't open herself up to him anymore. Honestly, he was surprised she had even let him join her in the first place. At the service, he could understand her letting him stay simply because she wanted to avoid any disputes but now it was just the two of them.

Lip took it as a positive sign. Clearing his throat, he slowly rubbed his hands together in an attempt to warm them.

"I'm sorry."

Emotion flashed over Daniela's face as she pressed her lips together, still refusing to tear her eyes away from the stars. Despite her solid front, Lip could see the cracks in her appearance. Her jaw was clenched and he could see the indentations along her jawline.

He shifted closer so that their sides were glued together but Daniela continued not to do anything. Briefly, her eyes flicked down to his knee which was now pressed against hers. She inhaled through her nose before bending her neck so that her face was angled away from him.

"Daniela," Lip whispered, his voice just above a whisper. Her forehead creased as he watched her eyes glaze over. Tentatively, his hand moved from resting on his thigh to cover hers.

A shocked gasp fell from her lips; maybe because of how cold his hand was or because she was actually surprised that he would do such a thing. Lip's fingers laced with hers as both pairs of eyes fell to their intertwined hands.

Glancing up, Lip caught the broken look on Daniela's face before noting the quivering bottom lip which was indication enough that she was on the verge of breaking down. He grazed his thumb over her knuckles, reminiscent of all the times she did it to him whenever he was stressed out or angry.

With his other hand, Lip reached over to place his fingers under her chin, bringing her eyes up to meet his. Daniela clenched them shut and tried to drop her head forward but Lip was having none of it. A thumb grazed her cheek as she felt herself lean into the palm of his hand.

Her face creased as she felt the sob build in the back of her throat before finally unleashing itself. No sooner after the first tear had fallen did she find herself being pulled into Lip's chest, her arms winding around him willingly as she collapsed against him in a fit of sobs.

Her hands fisted into the back of his shirt, feeling her tears dampen the fabric but he continued to hold her.

"I'm so sorry," he murmured, kissing the side of her head. His hand rubbed her back in comfort, feeling an ache in his chest at seeing her so broken.

Daniela wasn't sure which part he was apologizing for but in that moment she couldn't find it in herself to care. This was what she had been desperately craving for the past two weeks. Comfort, home, him. She didn't want to let that go.

Like cold water pouring over her head, Daniela's mind reminded her of what had transpired between the two of them- more importantly, him and Karen. It was enough for her to retract herself from him. A part of her regretted it instantly.

Lip's hands quickly found the sides of her face and his thumb wiped at her stray tears. His eyes were soft and warm on her.

"Hey," he soothed, reading her actions differently. Daniela's eyes fell shut, feeling the lump in her throat growing. "It's okay."

She made a small whimpering sound as Lip leaned his face closer to hers, eyebrows raised seriously.

"El," he said again, trying to gain her attention. All she could muster was locking her eyes with him for a single second before they fell to rest on his shirt. "I'm sorry."

Lip's thumb swept over her cheek with more determination this time. He swallowed before continuing. "About everything. If you'd just let me, I can make it up to you-"

"Stop," interrupted Daniela, her voice quiet as it cracked on the single word. Her jaw clenched beneath his hand and her eyes drifted shut for a moment before finally looking at him.

Daniela shook her head, giving Lip a chance to finally see the utter grief and sadness she was feeling. He wanted nothing more than to comfort her.

"Not today," she carried on, voice thick with emotion. "Please."

After a moment, Lip nodded dejectedly and lowered his hands. Daniela positioned herself away from him instantly, clamping her hands together to stop the temptation she felt to reach out to him. He kept his eyes trained on her, watching as she placed her head in her hands, effectively blocking him out.

Lip, seeing the slumping of her shoulders, reached out to take hold of her again when she flinched away from his touch. It was enough to stall his movements before dropping the limb by his side again. Daniela's jaw was clenched so tightly she was surprised her teeth hadn't shattered.

"El."

"Please," she hiccupped. "Leave."

"Dani-"

"Go, Lip," she repeated more forcefully this time. Her head raised slightly to cast him a sideways look.

He debated ignoring her plea altogether but ultimately decided to give in. Before leaving, however, he gently slung an arm around her shoulders, pulling her towards him.

Ever so softly, Lip pressed his mouth against her hair, the kiss lingering for three long moments. Pulling away, he sighed under his breath before standing and walking down the footpath. He paused one final time to glance over his shoulder at Daniela who still had her head in her hands. His mouth twisting, he grudgingly made his way home.

Sensing his disappearance, Daniela finally allowed the stream of tears to fall. Her shoulders shook violently and her lungs gasped for breath with each heart-wrenching sob. She cupped a hand over her mouth to try and muffle it.

She had been so close. So very close to giving into him. How Daniela had wanted nothing more than to just melt into his body and feel his arms wrap around her like a blanket protecting her from the rest of the world. It killed her that she couldn't have that anymore.

The fact of the matter was that no matter how badly he had managed to hurt her with his actions, Daniela was still in love with him - and he had broken her.

She wasn't sure if she would ever be over it.

When her sobs died down to a few intermittent hiccups, Daniela inhaled the crisp air to help calm her beating heart. She wiped at her cheeks, feeling the sudden burn at the back of her throat calling her attention.

Leaving her thoughts behind her, Daniela stood and headed inside in search of her amber colored friend.

/

The next morning, Daniela found herself at home alone. Jakob had finally returned to work and with her done with school, she found that she had nothing to do. Ian and Mandy were busy until three and Simon had classes of his own to attend.

She was bored shitless.

She was in the process of adding some alcohol to her morning coffee when she heard the knock at the door. Frowning, Daniela left her mug on the counter before going to see who it was.

The door opened to reveal Mr. Healey who smiled kindly at her as her eyes settled on him. Her surprise must have been evident because it caused the older man to chuckle under his breath.

"Morning, Miss Kaufman."

"Mr. Healey," she nodded in greeting before crossing her arms. "I wasn't expecting your visit."

"Naturally," he smiled. "I just came to drop something off." The man reached into his coat before retrieving what looked to be a scroll of paper. The corner of his eyes crinkled as he grinned at the item.

Daniela accepted it, still somewhat surprised. Realizing what it was, she slowly rolled it open to see her diploma certifying that she had finished high school. Her eyes raked over it, taking in every detail. There was a dull sense of achievement buried under the rest of her emotions.

"Figured you might want that," said Healey, gaining her attention once more. "You could frame it if you want."

The ghost of a smile painted Daniela's face. "Thanks, Mr. Healey. For all the help you've been this year."

The man waved it off and pointed at the diploma. "No need to thank me. Any day I get to hand a kid one of those is a good one." Daniela huffed a breathy laugh as he continued. "I've been in touch with a few of my contacts at the colleges I helped you apply to."

The girl's eyes widened at the mention of college. With everything that had been going on, it had slipped to the back of her mind save for the brief conversation she had had with her father about it.

"The admission letters will be sent out by the end of the month," announced the man with a twinkle in his eye. "I've heard good things."

That new piece of information had Daniela's nerves skyrocketing. She swallowed hard. The thought of being accepted into a decent college was one that had seemed unattainable given how behind she had been with her admissions.

Clearing his throat, Healey adjusted his shoulders; a signal of his impending departure.

"I wish you all the luck," he said offering her one last smile. Daniela simply nodded in return.

"Thank you again."

"No worries, kid." With that, he was quickly retreating to his car.

Daniela waited for his car to pull away from the curb before heading inside. Taking a deep breath, she opened the diploma to read it again. Her mouth twisted down at it as her feet carried her back into the kitchen.

Glancing up, she spotted her cup of coffee and bourbon resting where she had left it. With the diploma quickly discarded to the table, Daniela grabbed her cup and took a sip before heading back upstairs to her room.


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