Hello all. It has been a very long time since I have posted anything and for that I am truly sorry. I know how frustrating it is to fall in love with a story and then the author out of nowhere seemingly just stops writing it. But I haven't forgotten. I just got burned out. However my inspiration has been rejuvinated and hopefully along with this story I can finish some one my other ones. Fingers cross!

So this is a collaborative effort. I couldn't have done it with out coffeebeanner or my beta slovesemmett.

Chapter One and Two are already written and I'm working on chapter three so I'll probably post chapter one tomorrow. I hope you guys enjoy! :)

1973

She had no idea where she was when the car came to a stop that Wednesday afternoon. She looked out of the tinted window of her mother's 72' Mercedes Benz 350 SL Convertible. It looked like they had arrived at a big house, but these houses weren't like the big houses in her neighborhood. This house was big and white with grey shutters and a big wrap around porch, and from her seat she could even see a stable for horses, which caused her little eyes to widen. "Come along, Lorelai," her mother said opening the back door. It was usual that her mother took her anywhere. Usually Lorelai was with her nanny, but her nanny was fired earlier that morning for serving her fruit chunks instead of fruit pieces as her mother specifically requested.

As Lorelai hopped out of the car and took her mother's hand she wondered why her mom was dressed so weird. She had a pink scarf tied around her head and big black sunglasses on her face. She also wondered where they were, but she knew better than to ask questions now. They walked up the stairs and into the big white house, but upon seeing the inside, it no longer looked like a house. Instead there was a big old desk in the middle of the room. The sign read INDEPENDENCE INN. But Lorelai was only five and couldn't read words that big yet.

Her mother picked her up and sat her down on a bench near the big desk. "Mommy, has to go over there and talk to the lady. I want you to sit here and behave. Do you understand?" She nodded and her mother smiled. "Good girl. And whatever you do, do not move from this spot. Even indoors you'll find a way to get your pretty new dress dirty." She sighed looking her over then stood up and walked over to the front desk. Where a pretty young blonde lady was scribbling something in a book.

"Excuse me, I need to reserve a room," she said after quickly looking around to make sure there was no one there she recognized that would in turn recognize her, even though she'd driven thirty miles from home to this god forsaken town to make sure of that.

Behind her a tall man with a tool belt on came in the room holding the hand of a little boy who was maybe six or seven. "Alright Lucas. Sit right there and try not to cause any more trouble." The boy gave the man a toothless smile.

"Okay Dad." He said as his father turned away and then he looked at the little girl beside him.

It was the first time their blue eyes met, but it wouldn't be the last.