Author's note : So, I wrote this story back in 2005-2006, I think. Back when Rory had JUST dropped out of Yale, so this story is pretty old. I did delete it, and now I am bringing it back, because I remember several people telling me they wanted me to update the next chapter. So here I am, about 5 or so years later, finally continuing on with this story. It is now back, better than ever. And I am back, as a better writer, because when I wrote it last, I was 15, and had no REAL knowledge of the writing world. So before I continue on, I would like to ask you, if you see any mistakes, or anything I need to fix, just let me know. I also want to thank my beta, Theresa for reading this story over, before I posted it. I also would like to thank another lovely beta by the name of Dom0916107, for giving me ideas in certain parts of this story.

Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own Gilmore Girls, or the characters. ASP and her husband do. I am in no way affiliated with the Gilmore Girls in any ways. The only thing I DO own are all seven seasons(yay for me! xD ), and I am proud to say that any random character (like L&L's kids) that pop into the story belong to me.

Heartbroken in Connecticut

She let out a soft hiss of pain, quickly breaking out of her thoughts as her one-year old daughter, Katherine Amelia Danes; otherwise known as Kittykatkins, or Kit hit her in the stomach. "Guh." She said in pain, as she picked up Katherine, who was looking for some attention and whining a little. Picking up her daughter, Lorelai made her way over to the kitchen, Katherine on her hip, and she started heating up a bottle for her daughter. While waiting, she softly began to sing to her baby girl, running a hand through the little hair on her head she had.

'Just another manic Monday, wish it were Sunday.' Lorelai Danes sang softly, earning a squeal from her daughter. Amused, she gently began to tickle her daughter, causing Katherine to let out a louder squeal of delight. When the bottle was finished, Lorelai checked its temperature, then went back into the living room, sitting back down on the couch, allowing Katherine to drink the bottle.

The weather outside was surprisingly exactly like Lorelai's current mood. Depressing. The sun seemed to be hiding behind the clouds, or was on vacation, either way, the sun was not present at all. The skies were not so much gray, nor were they blue. They were more of a light grey, with a touch of white, sort of like the color of an elephant in a cartoon. Or like the roads that people drive on. The wind blew everything in every direction, and luckily, there wasn't a lot of wind today. There was however, some heat, which was normal, since it was mid-June.

Her husband, Luke Danes had gone grocery shopping with their sons, William Richard Danes –who had been named after both of his grandfathers; and Jacob Robert Danes – whose name, Luke had picked. At first, Luke had complained, saying he didn't want to go grocery shopping, claiming that it might be girly, and that women would probably mistake him for a single father, and that people were annoying when grocery shopping, and that taking the twins, would cause trouble because the twins were three years old, and in the 'Grab everything you can, and let's cause an uproar' phase. Lorelai had let out a laugh, wrapping her arms around him, and calling him; her 'grumpy adorable diner man' to which Luke had responded that he was anything but cute, that he was a man, and men could not be cute.

And so, after getting Will and Jake to help her convince their father to take them grocery shopping, Luke had finally groaned, and grumbled, in a typical Luke-manner, and had taken them grocery shopping, leaving Lorelai home alone with their daughter, Katherine.

That had been at least an hour ago.

-O-

"Daddy, daddy! We get poptarrrrts?" Hollered three year old William, the youngest of the two twins. He was the wildest of the twins, the one that was mostly like Lorelai. He was always hyper, and his blue eyes were always twinkling with happiness, as he ran around the house, always trying to make his parents and his sister April laugh. William was always the one that was the most mischievous, the one that got in trouble the most, or the one that would get Jake or Katherine in trouble. He'd also be the twin that attracted the most attention, the one that people always noticed first, because of his crazy smile, and his laughter.

Jacob Robert Danes, mainly known as Jake, Jakey, or any other nicknames that his mother could come up with, was the quiet one. He was mostly like April and Luke. He was more reserved, and he was the responsible one of the two twins. Like April, he loved to learn, and he loved to read. He didn't care to be in the spotlight, like his brother William. Whenever April came home, he'd always have her read to him. April would read school-related things to him, like history books, or science books, because he loved to learn. Of course, that wasn't something he was ever going to mention to his brother though. He didn't want to be known as a fellow nerd, or to be known as the nerd of the Danes household.

Like Rory and April, Jake was mature for his age. He was mature enough to know what was going on, mainly because when Luke or the rest of the family wasn't home, Lorelai would confide in him, and they would have secrets together. He knew about Rory, and he knew the falling-out and everything that had happened between Lorelai and Rory, although when Luke was around, he asked questions like Will, so he wouldn't arise any suspicions, or get his mother in trouble for having told him such an adult-type of conversation. And like Rory and April, Jake was also really shy around people, yet could be hyper once you took the time to get to know him as an individual, not as William's twin.

He could speak in full sentences, and already read small books, like the cat and the hat. He could make his own decisions regarding what he wanted to wear, or what he should say or shouldn't say. He was smart for his age, and he knew he was like his sisters. But around the rest of his family, he acted like Will. Speaking in small sentences, acting like a regular three year old.

As they stood in the supermarket, watching Luke figure out whether to buy whole milk, or skim milk, and William was running around grabbing everything he could and tossing it into the grocery cart, getting stopped by Luke every time, Jacob finally decided to speak up, when he saw that his brother's attention was focused on the yoghurt, and what type he wanted.

"Mommy usually gets whole milk." Stated Jacob, as he stood near the grocery cart, where Luke had instructed both twins to stay until he was ready to go to another aisle, and get whatever else was on the list.

Luke was shocked when his son quietly spoke up, because Jacob usually never spoke a lot around the family, because he was usually busy trying to follow in his brother's footsteps, or he was just sitting there, laying against Lorelai, always trying to make her feel better. And when he did spoke, it was usually in small, broken, three year old sentences, like Will spoke. Not in a full, smart sentence like he had just spoken now. That made Luke realize that both twins were as different as day and night, and that Jake probably wanted to be an individual, but figured that everybody wanted him to by hyper, love junk food more than healthy food, like Will.

Luke nodded, giving his son a smile, before placing the whole milk in the cart, and then looked at Jake. "Should I get one bottle of milk, or two?" Luke asked Jake, standing there.

"Mommy usually gets two bottles if there's one still at home. If there's no more milk at home, then Mommy gets four bottles, so that she doesn't have to go again, the next time she goes grocery shopping." He said quietly, and watched as his father grabbed three more bottles of milk. "Daddy, Will's trying to climb into the area with the yoghuts and cheeses." Jacob said as he put his hand on the grocery cart, and watched as Luke half-stomped over to where his other son was. Luke picked up William, and made his way over to the cart, placing him in it, causing Jacob to giggle and mock his brother, pointing at Will. "Daddy thinks you bad!" He said mockingly, causing William to stick his tongue out at Jake.

-O-

While all of that was going on in the grocery store, Lorelai had taken to sitting on the floor in the living room with Katherine, watching the toddler play with her toys. Katherine picked up a toy, letting out a happy laugh as she banged it against the coffee table, making Lorelai lean over and gently take the doll.

"Kittykat, if you keep doing that, your dolly will be hurt. That hurts, you know. You have to take care of her." Lorelai told Katherine, who had abandoned her doll already, and didn't care at all if her dolly was hurt or not. Katherine had now moved on to playing with a few of her brothers toys, looking at them.

Lorelai watched as Katherine toddled off to play with her toys, and when she did, Lorelai began to think about Rory.

Four years, three months, five weeks, and two hours ago, she had exchanged angry words with her daughter. She hadn't liked the idea that Rory was dropping out of Yale just because of what Logan's father had said. That long ago, Emily and Richard had stabbed her in the back, and since then, she hadn't spoken to any of those Gilmores.

Richard Gilmore had long ago realized his mistake, in turning his back against his daughter. He'd realized it a year later, and he knew that he couldn't do anything about it but wait until Rory made the first moves. And so he had tried to make amends with his daughter. He had been at the wedding, he had met the three kids, but he didn't see them very often.

-O-

After at least three years, when Rory had realized that she'd made the wrong decision in dropping out of Yale – thanks to a certain town hoodlum who used to be the love of her life. She had gone back to Yale, she had been the Editor of the Yale Daily News, she had become successful, and graduated from Yale, she had met a wonderful guy, who she had now been dating for a few years, but there was one thing missing. Half of her heart was missing. The other half of Rory's heart was in Stars Hollow, currently playing peek-a-boo with Rory's little sister.

Rory had never gotten the gut or the nerve to make amends with Lorelai. She had always felt that because Lorelai hadn't approved of her being with Logan, dropping out of Yale, joining the DAR, or liking her 21st Birthday party that Lorelai didn't approve of who she was now.

After she had dropped out of Yale, Rory had always thought that Lorelai was jealous of the relationship Rory now had with her grandparents. She thought that Lorelai felt replaced, and that Emily and Richard now had the daughter they had always wanted, which was why she had never made any moves to contact Lorelai at all, or answer the wedding invite she had received. She felt horrible for having done all of that, and she couldn't believe that now, four years – almost five years later, she realized it.

Now, Rory Gilmore was working at the New York Times, living in a penthouse apartment, living with her boyfriend of almost three years, and enjoying life. That particular day, Rory had gone home a little bit earlier than usual, to relax, and to prepare dinner for her boyfriend, to surprise him. She had been laying down on the couch reading a book, when thoughts drifted over to the elder Lorelai, and suddenly, Rory had found herself in tears, thinking about how much she had screwed up, and how much she missed her mother.

Rory knew how much she had to fix this, and she realized that in order to fix the mess she had created, that she had to start off by calling her mother. And on that note, Rory got up off the couch, made her way over to her phone, and dialled her mother's all-too familiar number, and waited for an answer.

"Hello?" Came her mother's voice over the phone line, in a soft, yet happy voice. It was the same voice that used to comfort her when she was younger. The same voice that always told her that she was an amazing kid, and that she would do great in life, no matter what obstacles she had faced. The same voice that had firmly told her she couldn't drop out of Yale, just because of one man's opinion. The voice over the phone that Rory heard was the same voice that she loved more than anything in the world.

And so when her mother's voice was heard through the phone, Rory's mouth got dry, and her mouth got numb. Her brain must have gone to Mexico on vacation, because she found herself unable to speak. She found herself unable to say ' Mom, it's me Rory. Can we talk?' So Rory stood there, holding the phone up to her ear, listening to Lorelai's voice.

Lorelai spoke up again, wondering if the person on the other line would start talking, so she asked, "Hello, is anybody there?"

AN: So, that's pretty much all I have for Chapter one. I'm sure that those who read the first version of 'Heartbroken in Connecticut' have noticed the HUGE improvement in my writing. If I remember correctly, the first version had like, two small paragraphs, and crappy grammar. Again, I apologize for that. I will also point out, that I have changed the names of Lorelai and Luke's kids. And also, I have the first five chapters written out on paper already, so I know where this is going, and I am definitely going to be focusing only on this story. So, uh…review, please? Oh, I forgot to mention one tiny, itty bitty, little detail, so I'll mention it now. This story is normally supposed to be in Luke's point of view, and for the rest of the chapters after chapter two, it will focus only on Luke, and how he deals with a broken Lorelai, and what he went through after Lorelai and Rory stopped speaking to each other. Expect flashbacks. But yeah, this is mainly a Luke story.