"No daddy." Delilah pouts. Luke sighs as she clings tightly to his neck and squeezes her thighs tighter around his waist.

"Daddy has to make you breakfast baby, let me put you down."

"No daddy." Delilah objects in something similar to the voice Luke uses when he's explaining something to delilah, slow and deliberate, like she thinks he doesn't understand.

Luke chuckles at that, taking his hands off the girl hips and letting her cling to him while he goes about making breakfast. Delilah grins at having won and clings on tightly, readjusting or scooting up every so often.

When Luke finishes, he again attempts to set his little girl down in a chair so she can eat, but she grunts in protest, making the blonde laugh. "Cmon sweetheart, let daddy go. You gotta eat."

"I eat wif daddy." Delilah huffs and Luke sighs.

"You can eat with daddy in a different chair."

"No. Daddy my chaw." Luke laughs at that, kissing Delilah's nose.

"Daddy's your chair, huh?"

"Daddy no leave."

"Daddy's not going anywhere babydoll, but it'd make daddys life much easier if you'd sit in your own chair."

"No daddy."

Luke relents again, understanding the girls clingy behavior despite his sore muscles from carrying her every second of the day since he brought her home yesterday, only getting a break to change his own and her clothes last night into pjs.

"We're gonna go see uncle jack in the hospital today princess, you wanna do that?"

"Stay wit daddy?"

"Yeah, you'll stay with daddy. Don't worry baby, daddy's not going anywhere."

"Ok. Go see uncle jack. Stay wit daddy. Daddy not goin any er." Delilah repeats, sitting in lukes lap and accepting the bite of food he gives her. The blonde smiles proudly at the little girl.

"You're getting so good at talking, princess. Daddy should teach you some more stuff, huh?"

"Yeah, Daddy. Good at talkin. Daddy teach baby new stuff." The little girl says, smiling at Luke and then turning back to her food to eat. Luke grins and wraps his arms around the little girls waist, leaning his head on her shoulder and pecking at her neck gently, which makes her giggle and shy away.

"Love you daddy." Delilah smiles and leans back against her daddy, which makes Luke squeeze her tighter and smile bigger, burying his face in her neck.

"Daddy loves you more baby, se agapó." The blonde says, the words muffled into Delilah's pale skin.

Delilah grins widely at the warm, bright, amazing feeling in her chest, kissing Luke cheek and then going back to her breakfast as Luke does the same, feeling inexcplicably happy and lucky and grateful to have ended up with this man in this situation rather than some of the other people and places she could have been put in.

Delilah and Luke finish their breakfasts before the blonde carries his ebony haired baby to her room to get clothes for the day.

"What does my babygirl wanna wear to go see uncle jack, hm? Maybe a pretty dress?" Luke hums to the little girl who turns her head away from the firm broad shoulder she was laying on to look at her closet.

"E-y-l-eeeeellllllloooo." Delilah sounds the word out carefully and uncertainly, making her daddy smile.

"Yellow, princess?"

"Yellow." Delilah repeats with a giggle, leaning forward and tugging on a casual yellow dress.

"Okay, babydoll." Luke smiles, getting the dress and setting the little one on her changing table. Delilah whines and holds onto his neck. "Daddys gotta put you down so you can get dressed, sugar. Then we can cuddle some more, yeah?"

Delilah looks skeptical but she nods and lets go, and Luke kisses her cheek before pulling his t shirt off her as well as his boxers she was wearing as pj shorts, and her panties. The blonde puts a pair of lacy white panties on the happy girl and then the dress, which has a built in bra. He then puts little lacy white socks on her and Mary Janes, as well as a denim jacket. As soon as Delilah's all dressed she demands to be picked up again and Luke chuckles and does so, carrying her to the bathroom to brush her hair and fix it in little pigtails, low on the sides of her head and to the back slightly, with her little wispy baby hairs and some bangs hanging out in front.

"Alright, now daddys gotta get dressed, so I gotta put you down again for a minute, alright?" Luke asks patiently, trying to set Delilah on his bed. The little girl sighs.

"Yes daddy." She hums, making Luke chuckle and kiss her head before going to his closet and getting dressed in a nirvana shirt, the one with the yellow smiley face, and a denim jacket and black skinny jeans, as well as black converse.

"Alright princess, you wanna help daddy make a go bag?" Luke asks as he comes out and Delilah immediately reaches her hands up to be picked up again.

"Yes daddy." She giggles, and Luke chuckles and carries her around as he makes the bag, and then they get in the car and head to the hospital where jacks staying still, Delilah putting up a bit of a fight when Luke puts her in the car and she can't sling to him anymore.

Delilah looks nervous as Luke carries her into the hospital but she doesn't fight, just clings tightly to him and whispers "uncle jack?"

"Yeah baby, uncle jacks here. We're gonna go see him." Luke whispers back, approaching the front desk to sign in before heading to jacks room. Delilah lays her head against his shoulder as they go in, and smiles when she hears a few coos and awws and greetings.

Someone's hand lays on her back and she looks at her nana, who tries to take her from lukes arms, but Delilah whimpers and holds onto her daddy.

"She was upset that I left her at calums for so long so she's not letting me put her down today." He explains to his mother, and Liz 'aww's.

"She loves her daddy so much." She smiles brightly, rubbing Delilah's back.

"You gonna say hi to everyone, angel?" Luke asks, and Delilah nods and turns to them.

"Hi nana, hi papa, hi uncle Ben, hi uncle jack."

Everyone greets her back and Delilah smiles and lays her head against Luke again, giggling as he places a kiss on her head. He carries her to jacks bed and sets her down on it, keeping his hands on her waist to make her comfortable as she turns and looks over the cast on jacks torso.

"Owwy?" She asks, putting her hand on jacks arm. The blonde frowns, looking at Luke, because obviously the little girl can see he has an "owwy".

"Hm?"

"I think she's asking if it hurts." Luke chuckles, rubbing his thumb over Delilah's waist.

"Oh. No love, it doesn't hurt too bad. The doctors gave me medicine." Jack chuckles.

"How owwy?" Delilah tilts her head, eyebrows drawing together. Jack squints.

"Howd it happen?" He asks. Delilah nods. "My car fell on me when I was fixing it." Delilah's eyes widen and she turns to Luke.

"Caw?" She asks, looking concerned.

"Yeah baby." Luke chuckles. He can't decipher the look on her face, but it's amusing everyone in the room. Jack avoids laughing due to his damaged ribs, but smiles and chuckles lightly.

Delilah turns and clings to Luke again as everyone talks, eventually Delilah gets bored and stands, going to Liz and letting the woman hug and pay attention to her and then to Andrew and then Ben.

A new person comes in and Delilah glances at her and frowns, immediately rubbing back to Luke and standing on his feet, arms wrapped around his waist and face buried in his chest. She hears greeting being exchanged again but doesn't look, even as a hand in layer on her shoulder and lukes cousin tries to say hi.

Luke chuckles awkwardly, a bit embarrassed that both times Claire has met Delilah, she's been acting unusually shy. He picks the little girl up, telling her to say hi, but she ignores the request and buries her face in lukes neck.

"Delilah, stop being rude. Say hi to Claire. Can you say aunt Claire?" Luke hums to Delilah, but she still refuses to look up from his neck. "Delilah I mean it. Do what daddy said." He warns gently and very quietly, so only she can hear.

"No." Delilah says with only the slightest bit of a bratty tone showing.

"Don't tell daddy no, Delilah. You're being naughty. Just say hi and then daddy will leave you alone."

"Hi." Delilah says, but doesn't move from her daddy's neck.

"Look at her and say hi Claire." Luke orders. Delilah glares at him but turns to the woman and dead pans her.

"Hi Claire." She says passive aggressively, giving her a glare and a sickly sweet smile, a look lukes never seen, then turns back to Luke, glaring at him and laying her head down again.

Claire looks surprised, obviously upset and confused as to why the little girl hates her so much for no reason.

"I'm sorry she's being such a brat." Luke says to Claire, briefly glaring at his little girl. "She has to stay a night at a friends house couple nights ago and she's been clingy and acting weird ever since. It's not personal I'm sure." Luke reassures with a chuckle.

Claire smiles at the blonde and nods can beginning to talk to the other family members. Luke carries the little girl out of the room and sets her down on a bench, ignoring her whine of protest as he squats down in front of her.

"Hey, listen to me." He warns, grabbing the little girls chin as she pouts. "Are you listening?"

"Yes." She grumbles.

"You're being rude Delilah. That's not how daddy taught you. You're a good girl. You know your manners, and you know how to use them. So why are you so rude to Claire? Tell me what's wrong."

Delilah crosses her arms and looks away from lukes peircing blue eyes.

"Delilah! You either tell me or you go back in there and say sorry to Claire, and you be good. And you will be good or you'll get spankies." He threatens.

"No!" Delilah whines, stomping her foot, giving her daddy puppy dog eyes.

"Then tell me." Luke says in a calm, stern voice.

Delilah huffs and thinks for a second, not only of if she wants to tell Luke why but if she even knows why herself, completely, and if she knows how to express it.

"M-mine, my daddy." Delilah mumbles. Luke frowns.

"What?"

"M-my Daddy! Mine! N-no- no c-care." Delilah whines, tears gathering in her eyes.

"Oh." Luke says. "Oh baby." He coos, pulling Delilah into his arms and kissing her cheeks. "My poor baby, you're jealous. You never need to be jealous though sugar, daddy is all yours, okay? You understand?" Luke says, kissing his little girls face and head and lips. "Tell me you understand. I'm all yours Delilah, baby, okay?" Delilah pulls away and tucks Delilah's black hair behind her ear, looking into her deep green eyes. "I love you, babygirl. Just you. Se agapó."

"U-understand, Daddy. Se agapó, I love you." Delilah snuggles, kissing Luke.

"Good girl. Now, we're gonna go back in and you're gonna be nice to Claire. You don't have to apologize, but id like you to. Okay?"

"Yes daddy." Delilah mumbles, wrapping her arms around his neck. Luke smiles and picks her up, carrying her back in. He hopes Delilah will apologize, but she doesn't, just snuggles up to him and is polite when someone talks to her.