This is a response to FanFic100, where you claim a character and write 100 drabbles/stories/etc. about them. I got the list at the ever amazing Our Little Corner of the Web board, but I'm not sure if that's it original place it was posted. I claimed Lorelai Gilmore.
The numbers aren't really relevant, they're just the number the prompt was on the list.
Some of these will be angsty, some will be fluffy, and some will be pointless. Whatever comes into my head, really.
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#35-- Hold My Hand
She glanced through the small crack where the hospital room door had been left open. The doctors were there now, explaining to her mother the many risks of what they planned to do. Emily looked terrified, awestruck. She was sure she did, too.
This couldn't be happening.
Why was this happening?
Not my daddy
She felt someone's presence behind her. There was no point in looking, she already knew who it was. Thank God he was here.
"Lorelai?" he asked softly.
She shook her head, tears beginning to blur her vision, and reached out, her hand clasping his larger one.
"I don't want to talk about it, Luke. I just really need you to hold my hand."