A/N: Yep! I know! I know! It's been done before. But I am hoping to make this more original. Let's see if I succeed.
Chapter 1
Lorelai walked around the inn contemplating what was going on. Her daughter had been arrested. Decided to drop out of school. Luke was pushing her to talk to Rory, when she wasn't ready to even face her. It seemed like everyone around her was leaving her and she was left alone in this big world. She suddenly felt incredibly sick.
"Lorelai, The Durham group is on the phone..." Lorelai put a hand up and ran to the restroom, emptying her lunch into the toilet. She sat there for 10 minutes occasionally vomiting more. She was about to get up when she felt really dizzy.
Knock. Knock
"Come in." Lorelai whispered weakly.
"Lorelai." Sookie said hesitantly as she walked in the door.
"Yeah?" Lorelai asked.
"You okay?" She asked very concerned.
"Yeah. Just... I don't know." Lorelai shook her head and curled up into a ball and hugged her knees.
"Are you sick?" Sookie asked.
"No." Lorelai shook her head.
"What's going on?" Sookie asked.
Lorelai sighed. "Rory got arrested. She is dropping out of Yale. Luke is mad at me because I am not knocking sense into my daughter. He said that I needed to play the 'Mom Role.' Everything is just hectic." Lorelai cried.
"Lorelai, everything will be okay." Sookie comforted her.
Lorelai shook her head. "No. No it won't be. Luke is mad at me, my daughter hates me, and I am pregnant!" Lorelai shouted. She quickly got up and wiped her eyes.
" Lorelai...Your...Pregnant?" Sookie asked with wide eyes and her jaw dropped.
"I am pregnant with Luke's baby and he hates me and Rory hates me and..." Lorelai broke down.
" Lorelai." Sookie put a hand on her shoulder but she brushed it off and ran out of the bathroom and out of the inn.
Lorelai sat on her bed that night she had just finished another crying fit. Luke had been avoiding her for a while now and Rory moved in with her parents. Lorelai picked up the cordless phone and dialed a number.
"Hi. Mr. Armstrong. This is Lorelai Gilmore. Yes, I was just returning your call. I am sorry for the long wait. I just needed time to process your proposition." Lorelai bit her lip.
"I'm in. The Inn is yours. I am sure." Lorelai let a couple tears fall down.
"London? Two days?" Lorelai panicked into the phone.
"No. It's not a problem. I just need to pack my stuff. Thank you. Good night." Lorelai hung up the phone and threw it across the bed.
She was leaving for London in two days. Permanently.
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Lorelai stood at the gate of her plane. No one was there to say goodbye or anything. She wasn't upset though, since she knew if she would've told them they would all be there. She left a note for Luke on the kitchen table. Explaining why she left. She didn't explain the pregnancy or where she was going.
She boarded the plane and looked at the families in the plane. She wondered if her child would have the same relationship as Rory's and hers. She could only hope.
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Luke walked into Lorelai's house and called out for her but no one answered. He walked upstairs and noticed something different. Her clothes were gone. Her closet was empty. Picture frames were empty. The bathroom that was usually covered in her make-up and hair products was now clean.
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"Mr. Armstrong, Hi. I'm Lorelai Gilmore." Lorelai shook the man's hand as she stepped out of the Airport.
"Ms. Gilmore. Pleasure to meet you, call me Mike, please." He smiled.
"Well, if I get to call you Mike, you can call me Lorelai."
"Alright, so we have a new hotel opened, and I know going from a small inn to a four star hotel will be difficult, but I am positive you can handle it." He smiled.
"I hope so." Lorelai smiled kindly.
"So, let's get on over there, and you can stay in one of the suites until you find a house or apartment, but remember we way for your rent." He smiled.
"Sounds great." Lorelai nodded.
"Okay." He nodded and signaled a limo in his direction.
"After you." He smiled as he opened the door.
"Thank you." Lorelai laughed and climbed into the limo.
"So, tell me about yourself." Mike said as he poured her a glass of champagne.
"Can I just have a glass of water please?" Lorelai asked politely.
"Sure." He smiled as he pulled out a water bottle and poured it into the glass.
"Thanks" Lorelai smiled. "Well, I have a daughter, her name is Rory." Lorelai smiled sadly.
"Oh really? How old is she?" Mike asked.
"Almost twenty one." Lorelai told him.
"Oh. Must have been hard to move so far away." Mike said.
"It was, but I needed a change." Lorelai told him.
"Ah. Change is good." Mike smiled.
"Yes. Change is good. I'm pregnant too." Lorelai blurted out.
"Pregnant really?" Mike grinned. "Congratulations. My wife is pregnant. I could recommend her OB/GYN. She is really great. You must meet my wife soon!" Mike grinned happily. "She hasn't had anyone to relate to. All her friends are duds." Mike rolled his eyes.
Lorelai laughed. "I'd love to meet her sometime." Lorelai nodded.
"Here it is." Mike grinned as he pulled in front of a huge building.
Lorelai grinned.
"This is all yours." Mike told her as he led her in.
"Wow." Lorelai breathed out as she took a step inside the hotel. It was beautiful.
"Hello Ms. Gilmore." The receptionist smiled.
"Hi, Mary, we're going to need the suite key, for Lorelai." He asked.
"Here you go, Mr. Armstrong." She smiled as she handed him the key.
"Alright." Mike smiled.
"My bags… they are back in the limo." Lorelai told him.
"Don't worry we've got a service that takes the bags up to the room."
"Wow." Lorelai nodded as they got on the elevator.
"What floor?" Lorelai asked.
"15." Mike grinned as he pushed the button.
"Is this a shock yet?" Mike asked.
"Just a little." Lorelai laughed.
"Don't worry, you will get used to it."
Lorelai nodded.
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6 years and 7 months later.
"Mommy!" a little girl ran through the lobby of the hotel.
"Sweetie." Lorelai said coming out from behind the reception area. "You need to walk and not yell." Lorelai giggled as her daughter sighed.
"Sorry, Mommy. I forget." She shrugs innocently.
"It's okay Baby." Lorelai laughed. "Come on, let's go into my office. I have a few phone calls to make."
"Can I just go to the kitchen and ask Jeff to make us some dinner?" She asked.
"Okay, but no running, and tell him I'd like pasta." Lorelai smiled down at her daughter.
"Okie dokie." She grinned and took off in a fast walk.
"Jeffery." She sang.
"Hey cutie." He smiled.
"My mother asked if you could provide us with some dinner this fine evening." She grinned up at him with her blue eyes.
"Sure can, Madam. What would you like?"
"Pizza." She smiled. "And my mother would like pasta. Please throw in a salad. She needs to stay healthy." She said seriously.
"Says the girl who orders pizza almost everyday."
"Hey. I am still young." She shrugged and took off running out the kitchen.
She was skipping through the lobby when she bumped into somebody.
"Hey. I'm sorry." The man scooped her off the ground.
"Don't worry about it. I shouldn't have been skipping. Mommy always complains to me about that." She sighed.
"It was my fault, I've just been really crazy lately." He smiled as he looked into the girls blue eyes.
"So where is your Mom, she is probably worried sick looking for you." He smiled.
"Don't worry. She's not. I live in this place, so I know it backward and forward." She shrugged.
"How long have you lived here in the hotel?" Luke asked.
"6 years." She smiled.
"And how old are you?" he asked.
"6 years old." She laughed.
"You've lived here your whole life."
"Yes. I love it here, plus I can get free food any time I want." She laughed.
"Why do you live in a hotel?"
"My mommy runs this whole thing. She is the most amazing person ever." She smiled.
"What's your name?" he man asked.
"Leila… I just remembered I'm not supposed to talk to strangers, and especially never give them my name." Leila panicked.
"Leila!" A voice behind her called. She turned and saw her mother's friend walking toward her with two young boys her age.
"Talking to strangers again?" She laughed as she came up behind Leila.
"Sorry, but we just kind of ran into each other." Leila shrugged.
"You know each other?" the lady asked.
"Oh no." the man shook his head. "When she says ran into each other, she means it in the more literal way." He laughed.
"Oh." The lady laughed. "I am Brenda Armstrong." She shook his hand.
"Luke Danes." He nodded.
"Okay, well come on Leila, we should go find your mother." And they walked away.
Luke watched as Leila gently pushed the boy next to her who looked about the same age and practically looked just like her.
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"Mommy." The boy yelled as he ran into her office.
"Hey John." Lorelai kissed her son of the forehead. "Did you have fun with Aunt Brenda and Cameron?" Lorelai asked.
"Yes." He nodded. "We're going to go up to our room." John said as the three kids ran out of the office.
"He was a perfect little angel." Brenda said sarcastically.
"Is he ever not?" Lorelai laughed. "God, what are we going to do with our boys?" Lorelai asked Brenda.
"I don't know, but I sure am afraid that they will grow up to be the guys I dated in high school." Brenda sighed.
"Oh I know. I really don't have to worry about Leila, she seems like she will have more common sense." Lorelai said.
"Except for the strangers thing." Brenda noted.
"I know. One of the downfalls of living in a hotel, you are so used to people that you are just comfortable talking to anyone." Lorelai sighed.
"I know, I am glad Mike finally decided to buy a house, but is just too attached to his hotels." Brenda laughed.
"Ditto." Lorelai shrugged.
"Well, I'm going to get going and try and pry my son away from your son." Brenda laughed. "How about you trying to stop doing paperwork by 8." Brenda suggested.
"Tell your damn husband his over working me and I need a raise." Brenda laughed and walked out of the office.
Lorelai sighed as she looked at paper work she had left.
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Lorelai walked out of the elevator the next morning and walked straight to the reception area.
"Morning, Mary." Lorelai smiled.
"Morning, Lorelai." She nodded. "There is a couple here this morning that want to have their wedding here in 2 weeks."
"2 weeks?" Lorelai asked incredulously.
"Yeah." Mary nodded. "But it's supposed to be very small. No more than 50 people. They are big hot shot writers back in America, and they wanted a private wedding away from the press."
"Okay." Lorelai sighed. "Where are they?" Lorelai asked.
"Conference room number 3." Lorelai nodded and walked in that direction.
She walked into the conference room with a plastered smile.
"Good morning, I am the executive coordinator for weddings here at…" Lorelai's smile faded as she saw the four people sitting in front of her.
"Mom?" Rory asked.
"Lorelai." Luke and Jess both said surprised.
"The Lorelai." The young adult sitting next to Lorelai asked in a whisper.
"Shit." Lorelai muttered under her breath.
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