Disclaimer: I don't own Gilmore Girls. And I borrowed my story title and chapter titles from a Keith Urban song.

Summary: 6.22, picks up after Luke and Lorelai's big fight. She walks away, but doesn't get too far.

A/N: Thanks for the reviews.

A/N: Extra special thanks to gilmore77 for the beta read.

Chapter 5: I Wish We'd Live Forever

A little before 8, Luke finished putting the chairs onto the tables as April turned the sign on the door to 'close.'

"Alright, this place is cleaned up, let's get going," Luke said with a smile towards his daughter. "Wouldn't want your mom to get mad at me for bringing ya home late, now would we?"

April gathered her coat and followed Luke to his truck.

Luke spent the drive thinking of how the day had gone. Lorelai, Rory, and April had gotten along so well at lunch, and had spent most of the afternoon browsing the bookstore. Afterwards, they had come back to the diner for dinner, chattering away the whole time. He was thrilled at how they got along. As he made the turn onto April's street, the young girl broke the silence, interrupting his happy thoughts.

"Dad, are you, um, are you ashamed of me, or embarrassed by me or something?"

"What?" He was completely stunned at this sudden line of questioning. "Where'd that come from?"

"Why did you wait so long to introduce me to Lorelai? I mean, you never actually did formally introduce us or anything. You didn't tell her about me for months, and then you still kept her away from me. I just don't get it. I mean, you're marrying her. Were you afraid she wouldn't like me or something?"

"Wha-how did you-where did you get all this from?"

"People talk," she shrugged. "I mean, you never even told me that you were engaged, but I've known since before I met Lorelai. People talk," she said again.

Luke was stunned. He pulled into the drive leading to Anna and April's house, and put the truck in park. Not knowing what to say, he looked at his hands, shaking his head in disbelief.

"Dad, look, it's just…" she sighed heavily. "At first, I thought that maybe Lorelai didn't want anything to do with me. I mean you guys were just going along with your lives, all happy and planning a wedding, and then suddenly I come along and screw everything up."

"April-" she held up her hand to quiet him.

"You had her come to my birthday party, and I had such a fun time. My friends are still talking about it. Everyone keeps saying that no one will ever be able to top that party, and they're right. Lorelai was great. After the party, I thought she'd be around more, I mean, I could tell she liked me. You know, there was this one guy Mom dated, Frank. And he pretended to like me, but I could tell he didn't really care about me one way or another. But Lorelai seemed genuinely interested in getting to know me. And today, was so much fun. So, at first, I thought maybe Lorelai just wasn't too sure about me. But since then, I still haven't seen her…until today. I just don't get it, Dad. Do you not want me to know Lorelai? Or Rory? I mean, yeah, I met her before, but that was definitely not something you planned. It was a total coincidence that she was at Jess's bookstore when we were there." April's ranting skills rivaled that of Luke's, but she seemed to slow her words now, careful to say exactly what she meant. "When we first met, you decided you wanted to be part of my life, and I thought that you wanted me to be part of yours too. But Lorelai and Rory are a huge part of your life that you didn't even tell me about. It seems like you don't want me in that part of your life, and I know, it's your life…but it still doesn't seem right."

Luke took it all in, still staring at his hands. He wondered, momentarily, if the ranting thing was possibly genetic, or if she had picked it up in the short time she'd spent with him. When she added that last part, he remembered Lorelai saying something just like that to him. He had realized last night just how much he had hurt Lorelai, and was stunned to now learn that April had been feeling the same way.

"Um…geez," he sighed as he turned to look at her. "I am a real idiot." At that, April looked up at him. "April, I am so sorry. I, uh, I never meant to, uh…wow. I've really messed things up." He shied away from her gaze before continuing. "April, I guess…I just…I don't know how to do this. I don't know how to be a dad, but I'm trying. I didn't know how to handle things with…you and Lorelai. I mean…" He sighed heavily and shifted the blue baseball cap, running a hand through his hair before readjusting the hat nervously. He looked back to her, "April, I'm sorry. I…I don't really know what else to say. I'm sorry, and I'm trying to work things out. I'm glad you got to spend some time hanging out with Lorelai and Rory today…I'm trying to make things right."

"Look, Dad. I get that this whole thing is kind of weird. I come in off the street, rip out your hair, and suddenly you've got a kid. And I was just trying to win the science fair, and suddenly I've got a dad. I spent years, wondering about what it would be like to have my dad around and I just…I'm glad I found you...but I don't want to be in the way of anything for you."

"You are not in the way. Not at all."

"Today, when she walked into the diner for lunch, you grinned, Dad." Luke shook his head, smiling as April continued. "I've never seen you look that happy before. She makes you happy."

"She does," he nodded. "So do you," he added quietly. Her face lit up, and she opened her mouth as if to say something, but he noticed the porch light suddenly go on, and saw Anna open the door. "Hey, looks like we've been sitting out here too long, I guess," Luke pointed towards the house to clarify his sudden topic change. April followed his hand, watching as Anna started heading towards them.

"Well, I had fun today, Dad, really," April said as she opened her door and climbed out of the truck and leaned in through the open window. "It's the last week of school, so I'll probably be busy with tests and stuff, but I'll see you next weekend?"

"Sure," Luke said. Glancing at Anna, he added, "Whatever time is good for you and your mom. Just give me a call."

April nodded and headed towards her mother, meeting her on the sidewalk. Anna wrapped an arm around April and turned to head inside, but the young girl stopped. She turned around to wave to Luke as he backed out of the driveway, and only after her father returned the wave did she head into the house.

Luke pulled up to the Crap Shack, and noticed Lorelai and Rory sitting together on the porch swing. They both looked up when they heard the truck. As he was climbing out, he noticed Rory give Lorelai a quick hug before ducking into the house.

"Hey, I thought you guys were gonna do a movie marathon tonight," Luke commented as Lorelai stood to greet him on the porch. He was a bit surprised when she threw her arms around him, but quickly reciprocated the hug.

"Hey," she said, squeezing him harder for a moment before stepping back completely. "We just needed a little mother-daughter talk time."

"Oh, sorry if I interrupted. I could head back to the diner," he said, gesturing over his shoulder.

"No, no." She took his hand and led him to sit on the swing, and she took a seat beside him, still holding his hand. "Actually, I kind of need to talk to you about something." She turned to look him in the eye, and he was startled for a moment at how serious she looked. This woman rarely kept anything so serious, and her solemn face made him uneasy.

"What's wrong? Are you ok?"

"Look, I don't really know how to tell you this. I mean, I've been trying to figure out the right way to say this and the build-up and what exactly I should say. I guess there's really nothing to do but just spit it out, so, here goes. I'm pregnant."

To be continued…

A/N: Sorry that this chapter took so long. No excuses this time, just the apology. I'm not going to make any promises for the next chapter, just that I'll try to get it done as fast as I can. Thanks for your patience. I sure hope some of you are still reading.

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