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This was super cute ! I loved it

Request: angst with a happy ending, reader and luke have been divorced for a few years but have a child, she tries and tries to fall out of love with him but he's around so often that she can't

Moodboard submitted by @k-k0129 this fic is for them and their patience while I wrote this! thank you for following me so long and being such a wonderful friend and support!

Warnings: angst with a happy ending, canon typical violence, luke is overprotective and clueless, drinking mention, fighting

Word Count: 2.8k

Going from friends to lovers to enemies to parents to friends again was probably the most stressful part of knowing Luke Alvez.

All she wanted to do was love him and yet he didn’t make that easy for her, he was always making dumb decisions and saying the wrong thing and walking away at the wrong time. He never just took a minute to see what she wanted, if he did he’d just stick around.

He was in the forces with her brother, she met him at a veterans day event and he made her smile. She was smitten with him from day one, they dated for a year before getting married and that only lasted 6 months. He joined the FBI, he spent more time chasing fugitives and less and less time with her, she served the divorce papers to him at work and changed the locks after he signed.

She thought she was done with him at that point, and then she got a call that he was in the hospital and she was still his emergency contact. She rushed to his side, nursed him back to health, fell back in love with him and got pregnant just for him to say he’s moving to Virginia full time and he’d love to co-parent.

For 4 years now he’s flown back and forth between Virginia and New York to see Isadora whenever he can, this time was going to be a lot different.

He knocks on the door to find Y/N all dressed up and ready to go out, “good you’re just on time.”

“Where are you going?”

“I have a very important dinner to go to, I have a big job opportunity,” she smiles, “Isa is in her room, I ordered pizza and it’ll be here in half an hour and I said she can have half a glass of orange pop tonight, please don’t go overboard.”

“Oh,” he smiles, happy for her. “Can I know anything about this job?” He asks in his classic Luke tone with his classic Luke smile as she has to force the smile off her own face.

“It’s in D.C,” she nods, “so I was thinking you could scope out some good apartments for me and your daughter when you get back?”

“Absolutely! I’ll get Penelope to find the safest area of town and I’ll get everything sorted for you, this is going to be great!” He was so excited he walked into her space and wrapped her up in a hug.

He still smelled the same, he still felt the same, she melted into his touch and held him back for a minute. She let herself imagine she could have more for just those few seconds before Isa ran into the room.

“Daddy!”

Luke breaks the hug to reach down for his little girl, twirling her around in his arms as he presses a kiss to her cheek, “how is my sweet Isadora, my beautiful diamond girl.”

He’s called her his Isadora Diamond since she told him the name she picked, explaining to her that there is a huge yellow diamond named after American-French dancer Isadora Duncan, who is known as the “Mother of Modern Dance,” the 80-carat yellow diamond is worth $5–6 million and on one of the most stunning necklaces on earth.

He said his little girl shines even brighter than it, and when she smiled he was right.

She beams up at him, “I missed you, daddy.”

“I missed you too,” he kisses her little forehead and holds her closer to his chest in a tight hug. “Has mommy told you the big news yet?”

“I haven’t,” she answers from beside them, leaning into their space to join the hug. “If my meeting goes well tonight we’re going to move closer to where daddy lives so we can see him all the time.”

“So you can get married again?”

They both stop and look at each other, stuttering and shaking their heads. She knew they were married before, she’s seen the wedding photos and she’s asked why her parents didn’t live together like most people. It was really hard for her to understand when they clearly still loved each other and yet they didn’t at the same time.

“I’m going to be late, be good for your dad,” she kisses Isa on the head and turns to leave, “love you guys.”

“love you,” Luke replies with a smile.

“Bye mommy,” Isa waves and then she’s gone.

She sits in the parking garage of their apartment building for another 5 minutes, she wasn’t actually going to be late she just couldn’t stay in there anymore. It was really hard t be around him and not be his anymore, to see the love he had for their daughter and know she wouldn’t get to feel that way anymore. His love for Isadora was unconditional, his love for Y/N wasn’t.

—

“What?!” Penelope shouted as she smacked his arm, he sat beside her in the empty lunchroom and dropped the biggest personal problem he has on her.

“Since when do you have an ex-wife and kid?”

“For a while,” he tries to brush it off. “When I started in the fugitive taskforce I didn’t want to tell anyone about them cause they’re my weakness, it’s why I left her originally.”

“You left her?” she's shocked and furious.

“Penelope,” he really doesn’t want to talk to her about it because he doesn’t know how far it’ll get. “I just need your help finding a good area of town, with minimal crime and very few sex offenders. Hell, do we have gated communities around here?”

“Luke,” she places a hand on his shoulder, “of course I’ll help you, but I’d like to meet them when they get here.”

“If I tell you a secret, do you promise it stays here?”

She nods, genuine with her smile; he can see the way her eyes gleam and he knows she will keep it. “I still love her.”

“I know,” she giggled. “It’s very obvious, how old is this little girl of yours?”

“She’ll be 5 in May,” he smiles at the thought. “We uh, we got divorced in 2015, she was born 11 months later…”

She smirks, “what happened there?”

“She was my emergency contact and she took care of me after an accident and we were living together for a few weeks and it all just came back to us, it was like we never got divorced and then I had to leave for work again…”

“At least now I know why you’ve never asked me out.”

He nods again, “I can’t hurt you too.”

“Don’t flatter yourself,” she brushes it off, “my love for you is as friendly as my love for Spencer, it could’ve grown, but it sounds to me like you’re taken on an emotional level, and you have been for a while.”

“You know, that day I met Prentiss she profiled me as someone with commitment issues,” he smiles through it, “she’s always been the best.”

“You seem pretty committed to me.”

“I wish I could be more,” he admits, finding comfort in Penelope that he hasn’t found in many other people. “Isadora asked if I was going to marry her mommy again one day, I want to and I’d love to be with her again but I don’t think she wants me anymore.”

“I’m sure she still loves you too, it’s probably just as hard for her as it is on you,” she reasons with a smile. “Just talk to her, tell her how you feel and let it work this time. Don’t get in the way of it.”

—

The next time he sees her, she’s pulling up to her new house with her car full of boxes and a moving van not far behind her. Driving from New York to Virginia, it took a few hours but they’re officially here.

Isadora is beyond excited, running towards her father the moment she’s out of her car seat and jumping into his arms. She tells him all about her plans for her new room, asks him about all his friends and if they have kids and she asks him to build a playhouse in the yard all within the first 3 minutes.

“My friends actually wanted to come by and help you unpack,” Luke smiles at Y/N, “if you’d like more help?”

He’s never offered to let her meet his friends, “um, sure?”

“I’ll call the team,” he sets Isadora down and pats his pockets for his phone, “You’re going to love Penelope and Matt's wife Kristy, they’re already planning girl's night out events to bring you out and get you settled in the area.”

“You mean your work friends?” She’s even more shocked. “Luke, what happened to no one being allowed to know about us?”

“Isa would you run inside and get my phone, I think it’s by the new staircase,” he asks, letting her run off before turning back to Y/N.

“I’m not scared anymore, I’m not alone either, I have a team and a support system and I count on them, I’m not afraid that you’re going to be kidnapped or murdered for knowing me anymore,” he whispers all his secrets to her. “It took me a long time, but I trust myself again.”

She tries not to smile, she doesn’t want to get her hopes up but she feels like he’s changed, he seems different and happy and like the same man she married again, “we’ll talk about this after she goes to bed.”

Matt and Kristy are lovely, they have 5 kids and they have a love that goes beyond what Y/N thought possible for someone so much like Luke. And yet she catches the way Luke watches them, the way he smiles when they hug and how he rolls his eyes when they kiss, he looks envious of what they have.

Penelope on the other hand, she is a handful. She brings a couple gift baskets and presents for Isa and talks her ear off about how much she used to not like Luke, Y/N loves her. They eventually get all the boxes inside and in their designated rooms and order some Italian food.

Y/N cracks open the wine and sits beside Penelope and Kristy while Luke and Matt help build Isadora’s bed, gossiping like it’s girl's night, she feels like she has friends again.

“Luke won't tell us what really happened,” Penelope said, “I have a feeling he really fucked up?”

She laughs before taking another sip, “yeah, you could say that.”

“But you had her after the divorce,” Kristy nudges her arm, “I’m dying to know more about Luke, Matt never tells me anything, I almost thought they were having an affair with how many secrets they have.”

She debates it quickly, sighing with a huff before downing the rest of her wine, “I loved him so much, he was in the army with my brother and super handsome, total hotshot and seemingly less traumatized than most of my brother's friends.”

“So it wasn’t the PTSD?” Kristy must know what it’s like.

She shook her head, “he didn’t want to have a weakness in his career, he didn’t want anyone to know he had a wife at home that they could kidnap and torture as a way to get back at him. So he left me.”

Penelope looked understanding of his choice and it made her a little mad, “do you really think anyone would kidnap some cop's wife?”

“Our boss's wife was hunted down by a serial killer and murdered in their own home even after being placed in witness protection,” Penelope’s voice is low in case little ears are nearby. “Sometimes the people they hunt have loved ones that want revenge, the people we deal with are the worst of the worst.”

“He told me he’s not afraid anymore,” she whispers, more as a reminder to herself. “I think it’s because he finally has a unit, he’s not going in alone anymore. There’s protocol and backup and I think seeing Matt do it is what’s changed him.”

“Can I ask how Isadora came to be? I know it’s juicy,” Penelope took a sip of her wine with her brows raised, making her laugh again.

“He fell from a 3rd story window, the fugitive tackled him and he landed on the guy and only sprained his wrist but he was covered in bruises, from the impact,” she hates thinking about how bad it looked. He was almost completely purple for a while.

“I was still his emergency contact in his file at work and I brought him home and he had a 3-week break… it was like he never left,” the memories hurt. Her chest actually aches at the thought of him just getting up and leaving again. “I found out I was pregnant when he was in another country and I kept it a secret from him for a while.”

“Really?” Kristy’s shocked, “the way he talks about her it’s like he’s been obsessed since day one.”

“From his day one, yeah, but for me it was about 7 months into my pregnancy and my brother was urging me to tell him. I wasn’t going to tell him but I thought maybe she’d bring him back to me...” It’s sad to admit, but it’s how she felt.

“Do you still love him?” Kristy whispers, placing her hand on Y/N’s leg gently.

She nods, “I'm never going to stop.”

“Tell him,” both Kristy and Penelope smile at her after saying it in unison.

“Yeah,” she smiles back knowing she’s not going to.

—

She’s sitting on her bed watching Luke try to install a towel rack in her ensuite bathroom, they never had a chance to talk last night and now he was busy doing all the finishing touches in her new house, Isa was playing in her room and she had her chance. She wanted to talk about it, she needed to tell him but she was absolutely terrified.

She walks into the bathroom and shuts the door, locking it behind herself and looking at him. She swallows sharply as he turns to her and notices her panic, “what?” He asks, just as nervous as she is.

“Do you want to get back together?”

She’s surprised by herself, he’s even more surprised. Shocked, he opens his mouth to speak but only air comes out and her heart stops, he really doesn’t want her he just wants to be a dad.

“So why are you here? Why are you helping me when you could just be a normal co-parent and see her on weekends and when she asks instead of wanting to be like my husband while not giving a shit about me?”

It’s meaner than she thought it would be but it’s been building inside of her for so long. “Please for the love of god just tell me if you want me or not because all this is driving me fucking insane and I don’t know how much longer I can be around you before I start throwing shit!”

He doesn’t know how to react his face drops and he stares at her like he’s never heard her yell before, perplexed by her word choice he simply leans in and attempts to kiss her.

“No!” She pushes him back, “you can’t keep doing that! The last thing I need is for you to shut me up and knock me up again, and you can’t just expect me to read your fucking mind, Luke. I need to hear it with words; what you did, why you're sorry and what you want from me.”

“I have never stopped loving you, Y/N,” he whispers as he continues to walk into her space, pressing her up against the door and looking down at her as her face changes from angry to needy. “I left because I loved you too much to watch you die.”

“So you just broke my heart instead?” She doesn’t want to believe him, but she knows it’s his stupid logic.

“I’m so sorry,” he whispers, tentatively moving his hands to cup her cheeks, she lets him. “Can I kiss you now?”

“No,” she shakes her head, letting a tear slip out.

“I really want you back, I want everything you’ve always offered and I was too stupid to accept. I’m so sorry I didn’t appreciate you, I’m so sorry I’ve hurt you, and most of all, I’m sorry that you felt I only want to be around you for our child. If anything, I love you more because of her.”

“You have to prove it, if you want me back you have to start fresh. I want to have dates, I want to fall in love with you again and I want you to know who I am without you because I’m not the same women you left.”

“You certainly are not,” he agrees. “Y/N Y/LN, can I please take you on a date?”

“Yeah,” she smiles, “but you should know I have a kid so I’ll need to find a babysitter."

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