Okay, here goes nothing. This is my first attempt at this. It's supposed to take place after The Bracebridge Dinner, but before Secrets and Loans, Richard in Stars Hollow, etc. This is just the first few scenes, I'm really not certain where it's going to go from here, but please read and review anyway and let me know if I should keep it going. Thanks!

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Disclaimer: I am not Amy Sherman-Palladino. I don't own Gilmore Girls, she does. These are her characters, not mine. But this is my bad writing, not hers.

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Lorelai entered Rory's room as she continued packing for her visit to Christopher's apartment in Boston. Rory was working on her second large suitcase.

"Rory, sweetie, you do know you're not moving out for a few more years, right?" Lorelai asked.

"Well, I just want to go completely prepared. I don't want to forget anything at all."

"And taking your entire room is the best way to do that? Imelda Marcos didn't pack that many pairs of shoes with her when she traveled."

"I *am* leaving the bed sheets."

"Fair enough. But I don't think we have another suitcase so you can pack your boyfriend."

"Dean's not going, Mom. We'll survive. Somehow."

"I'm sure you can live without each other for a few days. Besides, your dad said he and Sherry were both excited that you were coming to visit."

"I wonder what my new mommy is like!"

"Funny girl. Hey, I'll be at--" Lorelai said, starting to leaving the room.

"Luke's later, I know," Rory interrupted without looking up.

"Right," Lorelai said, pausing before heading out the door. "See you later, babe."

"Bye, mom!"



Entering Luke's Diner, Lorelai headed straight for the counter, where Luke had his back turned.

"Luke, am I becoming too predictable?" Lorelai asked.

"Here's your coffee," Luke said as he turned around.

"The judges will accept that as a yes," she responded, accepting the coffee.

"Come on, predictability is what makes the world go round. Everyone needs a routine. It's comfortable, you're used to it, it's...predictable"

"It's also boring. All of Stars Hollow sets their watches based on when I get my coffee in the morning."

"They do not," Luke replied.

"Oh yeah? Watch this. Morning, Kirk!" Lorelai said, turning to a nearby table.

"Right on time, Lorelai," Kirk said, tipping his cup.

"See? Completely predictable. It's like I'm in 'Groundhog Day.' And there's never a bathtub and a toaster when you need one."

"You're judging yourself just by Kirk? He sets his watch nine times a day. The next time he does it is when I remind him that he sets his watch NINE times a day," Luke said, raising his voice toward Kirk.

"Thanks Luke!" Kirk interjected.

"Whatever, Kirk," Luke replied, turning back to Lorelai. "Anyway, I like my routine. I wake up, open, serve people coffee, close, go to sleep."

"And then lather, rinse and repeat."

"Well, basically. Don't worry, there's nothing wrong with being predictable."

"But there's everything wrong with being boring. This weekend, Rory's heading off to Christopher's for a few days so I'm actually going to have the house to myself."

"I'll arrange for adult supervision right away."

"Please, I'll be fine. Friday night, like every Friday night, I'm having dinner with my folks, but Saturday I won't have Rory, so I'll be lost and hopeless and my boring old routine will be thrown off so I was wondering if Saturday night you wanted to…"

"Supervise?"

"Something like that."

"Well, I can't guarantee anything yet, but I'll keep it in mind."

"Works for me. Hey, I've got to get to the Inn, but I'll need—"

"Here you go," Luke said, handing Lorelai another cup of coffee in a to-go cup.

"Note to self: find toaster and bathtub," Lorelai said, accepting the second cup of coffee before heading out of the diner.