Disclaimer: I own my ideas. I do not own Gilmore Girls or anything relating to it
Background Info: Everything that happened on Gilmore Girls happened (unfortunately). Set several months after the end of season seven. All questions about what happened with Luke and Lorelai in these months will be answered through the story. Rory has been on the campaign trail, and has not had contact with Jess since she visited him at his bookstore in season six.
A/N: Read and review, I hope the story is up to snuff. This is not fluff, it has conflict and I try to keep it as true to Gilmore Girls and the characters as possible.
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"Ugh, I'm so happy," Lorelai groaned into the receiver of the phone as she sat at the kitchen table of her house spooning sugary cereal into her mouth.
"Well you sure sound it," Rory said dryly, confused by the tone of her mothers that betrayed what she was saying. She sorted through planners and papers as she held the phone under her ear.
"You know when everything is going so smoothly it sort of get's like okay bring on the pain so I don't have to worry. Like if the day before the wedding Charlie Manson jumps out of the bushes and I just merely escape him I would be less worried because the worst has happened."
"Not really. You seem to be taking your mere escape for granted."
"You are no help. So you're sure you'll be able to come for a couple weeks for the wedding?"
"Now that is a question you don't even need to ask. Can you believe how long it's been! Over half a year!" Rory squealed in disbelief. "Even if it wasn't for yours and Luke's wedding I'd be dying to come. Where are you having it?"
"Stars Hollow. Dur." Lorelai said as bewilderment crossed her face.
"Well thank you Captain Obvious, but where in Stars Hollow. Town square? House? Church? Diner? Kirk's mom's house?" Rory suggested as she awaited an answer.
"Well while the latter was our preferred choice, she just wouldn't allow it, so the town square is what we decided and we decided that I would walk into the gazebo which is where we'll say the I dos and what nots. Which we both decided makes sense since we do have some memories there. Our picnic during the bid-a-basket festival almost six years ago, after I proposed almost three years ago. I was considering the chuppah, but then given the history of Luke building it for me and some other guy, and it already being used by Sookie and Jackson, I just wasn't sure."
"I think the idea of the gazebo is sweet," Rory said with a small smile, a slight bittersweet nostalgia possessed her. "A special place that sort of belongs to you and the memories you shared and started there. Cute."
"Exactly," Lorelai said with proud appreciation.
Rory tried to recall a place that actually symbolized something to her, built on memories. None came to her immediately, but then a bridge and picnic where no food was eaten crossed her mind…
A jolt hit Rory that quickly jogged her memory as she adopted nonchalance unnatural to herself to appear uninterested in her next question. "So has Luke said anything about who he wants to be the best man," As she asked the question she heard the distinct clash of a bowl to a floor through the phone.
"Ah crap, sorry hon. Damn bowl jumped of the table. Call me later." Lorelai said as she scrambled irately to the floor with a scowl.
"Well then I guess it deserves to be broken if it just goes jumping off tables like that. Tell Luke hi," Rory mumbled as she hung up the phone and dug through her desk for a small calendar that had 2 weeks blocked out for the wedding. Jess may or may not come, and may or may be best man. She wouldn't let anything sidetrack her from being happy for her mother, but a pang of guilt pulled at her stomach.
The look on his face as she walked out the door of Truncheon was ingrained in her mind.
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Jess looked through the small mail bin outside of Truncheon. He walked up the stairs and threw the mail on the mattress of the addressee. He flipped through a couple that he assumed were fees for the store till he got to one that caught his interest. He looked at the small card and a smile began to grace his face. The smile quickly turned into a smirk as he saw the words 'Luke and Lorelai' having a subtle glitter of bright pink. She could talk that guy into anything. He had to ask himself why invitations were even necessary for their wedding when a pig call out the window would do just as efficiently.
It did come as a small surprise to him that Lorelai would even consider to invite him. He really had no interest in returning to that four by four freak show. He knew who he would unavoidably see and for all he knew she could be married by now…the very thought made his insides squirm.
But if he went back for Liz, he definitely had to go back for Luke; no question about it. He searched around the floor for a phone; he found his cell and sat at the edge of his mattress as he dialed Luke's number.
"Hello?" A gruff voice barked, sounds of the diner in the background.
"Well congratulations…Mr. Gilmore."
