Welcome to the wonderful world of Jules' tiny one shots! I've seen the whole series like eleventy nine times but I still haven't got a handle on the pace, and so I practice. Enjoy!
"Luke… I slept with Christopher." The excitement, the… readiness, that he had been feeling just… froze. She froze. Lorelai froze. In time and space, she froze. Physically, she froze. His love froze. His life, it froze. The tear in her eye froze.
And in that moment, the hatred towards his mortal enemy, it froze. It came as a surprise to him that he wasn't seething with rage. Instead of blind, raging anger, he felt as if all 206 bones in his body were shaking, splintering, cracking, and, yes, freezing. It was all he could do not to fall to his knees in front of her. He turned, and ran, and slammed the door of his car as hard as he could. He peeled out of her driveway, only slowing for one thing: a glance back at the life he, she, they, could have had. That she'd- that he, had thrown away. Seeing her melt down onto their patio steps, shaking, with her head in her hands, almost had him turning around. But the bones, they kept splintering, and time kept freezing, and his heart kept breaking.
The anger froze.
The sadness froze.
Until all that was left, was nothing.