Chapter One: We Need To Talk

Title: Always and Forever

IMPORTANT: This is the sequel to Don't Mess With Imperfection if you haven't read that yet, I suppose you don't have to…but you'd be awfully lost if you didn't. While your over there…I'm sure you wouldn't mind reviewing!

Disclaimer: If I've said it once, I've said it a thousand times. I got nothin' over here. Although, if it were mine…I certainly wouldn't have boycotted. Feel free to tell me what's going on in the season-don't hold out on me, I just can't bear to watch it myself any longer.

A/N: I had to add an extra two room to the Crap Shack just picture it upstairs. Lorelai's bedroom then the office…then the other bedroom.

This lovely first chapter was beta-ed by the one- the only – Mika. A.k.a my resident guardian angel sent from above to keep me sane.

The honeymoon was rather different then any other honeymoon. There was a third person…on a normal honeymoon with normal people this would have been a little awkward, or if you have a mind like Lorelai's and think everything is "Dirty!", maybe even a little kinky. But it wasn't like that at all. It was a family honeymoon. Lorelai, Luke and Rory, together as a real family should be.

Lorelai had decided, "Florida is so much better in theory." She had complained on more then one occasion that it was hot, humid, and rainy. "How the hell can it be hot and raining? Doesn't the hot automatically go away once the precipitation starts coming down?" She was right, that's how it should be…the water should cool the air. But no. It was a hot rain. The air was sticky, and even if you wanted to go out you couldn't drive because the traffic was horrendous, and walking was completely out of the question because of Lorelai's large stomach and swollen ankles.

"Mom, just try to have a good time, it'll be okay."

"We're here for a whole damn two weeks. Two weeks of this? It's insane!"

"We could always just go home early." Luke suggested.

Lorelai laughed, "Ha-ha. No. We're here for our honeymoon. We're staying the full time. How much longer are we staying?"

Rory checked her watch, "Only six days, four hours, and thirty-six minutes." Lorelai moaned.

"Hey Luke, about that going home early thing…"

"I have tickets for tonight at seven, I knew you couldn't take too much of this…crappy weather."

Lorelai smiled genuinely and kissed him on the cheek, trying to stay 'PG'. in her daughter's presence.

"Thank you." He nodded.

They walked back to their hotel room, packed their things and were set and ready to go a half hour before their plane was set to leave. Which really wasn't good, seeing as Luke was extremely punctual, and being married to Lorelai Gilmore-Danes was a little discouraging when it came to simple things such as being on time to something as important as a flight back home.

"On the road again…" Lorelai sang to herself and to Rory. Rory giggled girlishly and walked hand in hand with her mother to the boarding area.

---New Haven, Connecticut--– Yale University

"Ann, have you seen my blue Polo?" Oliver asked from the bedroom. Ann was sitting in the kitchen nursing a cup of coffee while quietly reading the newspaper.

"Nope." She said.

"What about the green one?"

"You have a green Polo?"

"Yes Ann! I wore it to Sarah's keg party last month."

"Sarah? Sarah who?"

Oliver was now getting frustrated, "My cousin's fiancée! For heaven sakes Ann, don't you listen when we talk to each other?"

"Yes Oliver I listen to you! Oh! Your cousin James?"

"No...Phillip."

"Right…Phillip….?" Oliver settled on his red Polo and walked out the front door without saying goodbye to Ann, who was perfectly fine with it, seeing as she was perfectly content with her coffee and Yale Daily News, and New York Times. When Ann was finished reading she decided to check in with her sister.

---On The Airplane, Flying From Florida, To Stars Hollow---

"Hello." Luke said as he answered Lorelai's cell phone.

"Why Lorelai, do you have a cold? Your voice is so…"

"Hi Ann," Luke cut her off.

"Hello Luke. How's Florida?" She asked.

"About a hundred miles behind us. We left early coz Lorelai couldn't take it anymore. She was complaining about everything. Driving Rory and I crazy." Luke explained.

"Yeah, our girls aren't ones for hot weather."

"I'm aware…Lorelai's sleeping right now, I'll have her call you when she wakes up."

"That sounds good, thanks."

"Anytime, I'll talk to you later."

"Kay, bye."

"Bye." Luke hung up the phone and just watched his girls sleep. They're beautiful when they sleep…the both of 'emThe flight went smoothly, with minimal turbulence, and the girls woke right before landing.

"Lorelai," Luke prompted quietly, "Ann called when you were asleep, and she wanted to talk to you."

"Okay, I'll call her when we get home." Lorelai replied sleepily.

When they got back to their small apartment Luke immediately set out on his house hunt again. He turned on the computer, and must have waiting a half hour before the Internet was up and running, "Jeez Lorelai, this computer is so damn slow…we could get that new Internet you know, it's supposed to be a lot faster then this." Luke told her.

"Yes, but…that defeats the purpose." Lorelai stated.

"Of what!? Getting on the Internet, coz it's so much faster with this new thing they've got out. Honestly,

we should just get it."

"No, no, no, no. The whole point of the slow Internet is you get to turn on the computer, attempt to log-in. Wait around a while, make a sandwich, maybe watch Ellen dance around a little, dance around yourself if you feel the need, and sometimes, even eat your sandwich. It's good that slow Internet of ours. It works. Rory and I like it." Lorelai explained, Luke only shook his head and rolled his eyes.

"If you say so, Crazy Lady."

"I do, Burger Boy." Luke gave her a stern look, she just smiled back at him and went into the other room to call Ann back.

"Hi, talk fast, gotta finish this paper by three minutes ago." Ann answered.

"Wow, nice greeting, you should work for Hallmark."

"Yeah, yeah. Hold on like four seconds and I'll talk to you."

Lorelai began counting, "One…Two…Three…Four…kay, ready to talk now."

"God Lorelai, everything's so difficult with you."

"Why thank you, mom." Lorelai said sarcastically.

"Ouch. Comparing me to Mom, harsh Lor, harsh."

"Oy with the 'Lor' already."

"Oy?" Ann asked, obviously confused.

"Yes, oy."

"Mmm, Lorelai, I had no idea you were three years old."

"Goo-goo gah-gah." Lorelai joked.

"I said three years, not three months." She paused, "Anyway, I called you earlier with an agenda. Can I lean on you for a second."

"Sure."

"I want to break up with Oliver." She said simply as if it were no big deal.

"Ha-ha! I'm sorry, could you repeat that?"

"No. He'll be back soon. Please…help me?" Ann pleaded

"You've got a good guy there, why would you want to screw that up?!"

"I don't know…have you ever lived with an English guy? The accent is amazing at first, but after a while you just wanna say, 'shut the hell up!' you know? And plus…there's someone else."

"Oh, Ann." Was all Lorelai could say, she was very happy she was married and didn't have to deal with the stresses of dating anymore. "Who is the other guy?"

"Bryan. He's so…god, I can't even explain him, he's so sweet and kind, and handsome.. he's perfect!" Ann cooed.

"And what's Oliver? Chopped liver?"

"No, he's just…did you know he's an anal clean freak. He alphabetized my magazines the other day when I was at class. He scrubbed the kitchen top to bottom because he found an ant on the floor. I mean seriously one damn ant isn't going to kill you. He carried around this creepy hand sanitizer and squirts some into his hand every frickin' time he touches something. And finally the icing on my already oh so fabulous cake…he refuses to wear anything but Polo shirts, and I've never once seen him in a pair of jeans." She waited for Lorelai to answer her, when she didn't she added, "He says the word, 'exuberant' a lot."

"What's wrong with the word exuberant?"

"Nothing, but he uses it on a daily basis, never, ever…enthusiastic, or abundant even. It's crazy. Please help me."

"Wait…did you say Bryan? Luke's friend Bryan? He is way too old for you. No, no, no. Ann, hon, little sister, friend, you cannot date someone that much older then you."

"You're dating Luke, he's older then you." Ann pointed out.

"I'm three years older then you, Luke is two years older then me, Bryan is two years older then Luke. This isn't a complicated equation Ann, would you like to do the math or should I?"

"Seven years is like nothing."

"You're twenty-one, Bryan is twenty-eight. Those seven years are big. I'm not going to help you do this. I like Oliver, but if you're not happy with him, do what you have to do. I am not, however, supporting you with the whole Bryan thing. I hope that you will follow your heart and make the right decision. I love you and I only want the best for you, okay?" Lorelai made sure to talk slower then normal as to get her point clearly across.

"Now look who sounds like mom?"

"Why thank you, I'm really feeling the love now."

"If you're not going to help me, I'm just gonna go, kay?"

"Fine, just…think before you act, alright?"

Ann ignored her and just said, "Bye, Lorelai." And hung up. Lorelai shook her head and rolled her eyes.

"Lorelai!" Luke called from the other room. Lorelai walked as fast as she could over to the living room, where the computer was set up. "I found a house." Luke pointed to the house on the screen. "It's on Peach Street, it's kind of falling apart, but we can fix that. The price is reasonable, and affordable for its condition. The only bad thing about it is it's next door to Babbette's house."

"Looks perfect, how many rooms?"

"Three bedrooms and an office." Lorelai looked at the pictures on the computer.

"It looks good to me, we should go see it." Luke agreed, they got their coats, took Rory to The Kim's, and drove to the house. The house wasn't as bad as the computer made it sound. It wasn't falling apart, but there was some visible damage that could be easily fixed, and it looked spacious.

"It's perfect for us!" Lorelai told Luke.

"It has potential." Luke added.

"Luke! Lorelai!" Babbette came jogging out of her house to see the couple standing in the front yard.

"Whadda ya doin' here?" She rasped, "Are you two gonna buy the house?"

"Maybe, we're not sure yet." Lorelai told her.

"That's great sugah! It's a great house, perfect for kids! Needs a little work, but that can be easily repaired?I'd love it if

you lived here! It'd be so great!" Babbette exclaimed.

---Yale---

Ann sat on the counter; she was ready to do this. She was going to ask him to move out. Tell him she needed space, that he wasn't't right for her…? How could you let down someone who once meant so much to you? It's not like he did anything wrong…Ann just needed change. When he walked in he smiled and

leaned in to kiss her., she put her hand in front of her lips and took a step back.

"Oliver," She began, "We need to talk."