"I don't want to go and you can't make me!"

Lorelai was running around, wailing at the top of her lungs, while her husband, Luke, and daughter Rory tried so hard to make her go. Lorelai had to get her flu shot, and everyone knew it. There was no way around it. Either she took it or had to wait at home until flu season was over because the inn had nearly half the workers sick. There was no way the owner herself could.

"Mom, you have an appointment at 1 and you need to make it! This is your fifth cancellation!"

"But doctors are evil! They have those scary looks on their face and which those latex gloves. And especially those creepy voice. No, I refuse!"

"Lorelai, you need to take this shot today!"

"I will not!"

"What if I promise to give you coffee right after?"

Lorelai stopped and Rory gasped.

"YOU give ME coffee? Mister 'think about what you do to your body' coffee lecture guy?"

Luke sighed.

"If you take the damn shot, I'll get you coffee."

Lorelai jumped up and squealed.

"What are we waiting for?! Let's go!"

Luke sighed, as Rory smiled is amusement.

"Mom, you are too easy to manipulate."

"Hey, you never reject a coffee offer. That's a Gilmore's first rule!"

"Is that why you refused to change you last name to Danes?"

"Well, that and the fact that I am infamous under Lorelai Gilmore. All for the fans my dear, all for the fans."

Luke groaned and shoved Lorelai and Rory into the Jeep.

"Let's get over with this."

"Hey buddy, what about my coffee?"
"I said after."

"MEAN! Evil! Cruel! Ruler of hell! Blasphemy!"

Luke pulled out a thermos.

"Your pretty."

Rory grabbed the thermos.

"No coffee till after the shot. Now let's go!"

"You are no longer my child! Evil, wicked, little thing."

"Keep that up and I'll drink it up all by myself."

"I love you!"

*~*~*~*

"The pain the horror!"

"Lorelai, the doctor hasn't even given you a shot yet!"
"I'm getting prepared. Now where was I? Oh yes. OH NO!!! I am getting to weak; I can no longer take the pain. I will slowly drop into an eternal darkness and…"

"Lorelai, he already took the shot."

Lorelai turned to see the doctor put a bandage on her arm. She smiled broadly and gave the doctor a hug.

"Thank you so much!"

The doctor chuckled.

"It's all in the mind."

Lorelai jumped off the table and walked out arm-in-arm with Luke.

"So about that coffee."

*~*~*~*

Rory heard all the screaming and smiled. Only her mother would make something so small into such a big scene. But after hearing the thank you, it was finally over.

She was only there as a reinforcement. Luke had called her out of desperation, telling her that he didn't want a sick Lorelai in his hands. So she drove from her office in Hartford to be there. She was pretty much spending her lunch break there with her mother. Now, she had to rush back to work before he boss blew a fuse.

*~*~*~*

Rory skidded into the office and stopped, gasping for air.

"Am I on time?"

Paris shook her head and slightly smiled at her.

"You always knew how to make an entrance Gilmore."

They had become close friends through the years, and after Paris started to date Jess seriously, the two girls became best friends. They got positions as top journalists for the magazine "NITT" (Now is the time). Paris was in charge of current events, Rory, entertainment. Their boss, Kevin, was a laid-back guy, and trusted all of the members in the team.

He smiled at Rory and shuffled through a thick stack of papers.

"Now, I am going to straight out tell you, both of you are great journalists. It is beyond me on how you two came from the same high school, college, and coincidentally ended up working for this magazine, and becoming two of the most renowned journalists at the age of 26."

Rory blushed as Paris just smiled.

"But, I am taking you off your current assignments."

Paris looked as though she was going to blow a fuse.

"What?!"

"Look, I have something more important for you two to work on. I mean, both of you two have worked so hard, and even went beyond what you had to do, taking care of the magazine and watching the other journalist, helping them out as well."

"So what do you want me and Paris to do?"

"Well, believe it or not, your two have been nominated for the ten hottest journalist."

Paris looked at Kevin as though he had just grown an extra head while Rory was waiting for people to all jump up and say 'gotcha!' Too bad it didn't happen.

"Is there even such a thing?"

"Look, America is all about looks. We celebrate anything that is hot; you both should know that by know. Most current events involve some sort of scandal with a pretty girl or guy, and the entertainment business is almost always based on the foundations of beauty."

"But how were we even nominated? I mean, how could this have even happened at all? I understand Rory has that entire 'innocence and purity' thing going on but how in the world did I end up in that damn list."

Rory looked at Paris and almost smacked her.

"Paris! Do you not look in the mirror? Do you even know how Jess's jaw falls to the ground every time you enter a damn room?"

Kevin chuckled slightly to himself.

"Look, you two can bicker at some other time but both of you will be featured on the top ten hottest journalist list within the month. The photo shoot is tomorrow. You will be joined by Sam Fanshaw, Jennifer Bathurst, Kenneth Park, James Baker, Andrew Iver, Xavier Morris, Audrey Weller, and Victoria Diaz."

Paris eyes bulged out.

"We are on the same list as them? Putting Morris, Fanshaw, and Bathurst on the same list as Weller, Park, Baker, Iver and Diaz is an insult! Morris, Fanshaw, and Bathurst shouldn't even be entitled the title of a journalist."

"Isn't that being a little harsh Paris?"

"But she's right Kevin. Those three are only known for being eye candy. Their pictures of themselves are bigger than the article they write and most of the time, it looks as though a 5 year old wrote them."

Kevin chuckled.

"I know but that's how it worked out. At least they have more decent journalist than horrible ones."

"Yeah I guess…"

Paris looked a little peeved while Rory just looked around everywhere. There was an uncomfortable silence that formed around them for a moment. That was until Rory sneezed, her head coming down, while whipping Paris's arm. Kevin couldn't help but start to laugh.

"Have a nice night girls."

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A/N: Not the strongest first chapter in the world but it will hopefully work… hope you enjoy it anyhow.