Chapter 2 – Give My Apologies To The Olsens
Well, I have nothing to say besides, I'm sorry and I suck.
It has been literally YEARS since I updated. But, I fear fanfic isn't my passion as it once was. I have kinda moved on to a little thing I like to call Livejournal. So, if anyone has a livejournal and wishes to chat, let me know :) I love new friends!
Ok, well, I'm not sure if people read this story anymore, but here we go!
"It's a miracle this damn mattress is still here." Luke said, looking at the stuff in the back of the truck.
"I told you it would stay." Lorelai said.
"Where did Rory go?" Luke asked, picking up a huge box.
"She went to find her freshman advisor thing." Lorelai said. "So, you can put that box down."
"What? Why?"
"I'm sorry, do you know where Rory's dorm is?"
"Oh right." Luke said, placing the box back in the truck. "So, how are you doing?"
"I'm fine." She said.
"I know this is gonna be a tough day for you. It's hard for me to see her go too."
She looked down at her hands and began picking at her nail polish. "I just don't wanna think about it…yet."
"Ok." He said, wrapping his arm around her.
"Durfee Hall, Suite 5!" Rory yelled as she ran over to Lorelai and Luke.
"Yay Durfee Hall!" Lorelai cheered. "Where is it?"
"Um…" Rory said, whipping out her map from her back pocket. "Ok, follow me!"
"Ok!" Lorelai said, quickly following her daughter.
"Wait, we gotta get this stuff in there!" Luke called after them.
"We will!" Lorelai called back.
Luke sighed as he watched them disappear from sight. He knew he had to just let them have their mother-daughter time and go about all this their way. The Gilmore's always had their own way of doing things and he was not stupid enough to interfere.
He began unloading the boxes from the truck and stacking them on the side walk, waiting for them to return.
"This room is amazing, Rory." Lorelai said, looking around.
"I wonder which one is my room?" Rory said.
"Well, that one says 'RG' on it." Lorelai said, pointing to the door.
"That's me!" Rory said, running to the door. "Whoa."
"Small." Lorelai added.
"Yeah."
"But, cute."
"The shelf is tilted." Rory said, trying to adjust the wood.
"Luke can fix that."
Rory smiled. "It is nice having him around isn't it?"
"Yes, it really is."
"Ok, so, let's go get my stuff!"
"Copper boom!"
"What?"
"Fast, fast! Let's go!"
"Copper boom!" Rory yelled as she ran out of the room.
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After many, many trips to the truck, they finally got all of Rory's stuff in her room. And by we, I mean Luke and Rory. Obviously Lorelai was too pregnant to help. She wasn't too pregnant to sit on the couch and tell Luke where to put the heavy things though. And she loved how annoyed he was getting. He was so cute when he was over worked.
"You've had quite a day there little missy." Lorelai said.
"I didn't know I brought so much stuff." Rory said. "I didn't know I had that much stuff."
"Ya know, most of it was books." Lorelai said. "I guess they didn't get my request for you to have a separate room for all your books."
"Shut up." Rory said. "I would hit you, but I can't lift my arm."
"You're in college now. This is just the beginning of the pure exhaustion you will feel."
"Great."
"Ok, I fixed the shelf." Luke said, emerging from Rory's room. "It's good as new."
"Thanks Luke." Rory said. "I'm sorry you had to work so hard today."
"It's no problem. You're worth it."
Rory smiled and jumped up off the couch and gave him a huge couch. "Thank you so much Luke. For everything."
"You're welcome." He said. "I'm glad to do it."
She let go of Luke and looked over at her mom. She didn't want them to leave yet. She wasn't ready to let go yet. This was all happening so fast. She wished something else were broken so Luke could fix it. Maybe the shower could be fixed?
"Rory?" Said an all too familiar voice.
Rory turned around and she almost fell over when she saw who was standing at the door.
"Paris?" Rory said, trying not to show her distress.
"This is your room?"
"Uh, yeah. This is my room."
"Wow. We're suitemates." Paris said. "How weird is that?"
"Pretty..uh…weird." Rory said, looking over at her mom who was equally as shocked.
Then she remembered. The other post-it. It said 'PG.' Paris Geller. Oh no.
"So, I guess that's my room." Paris said, noticing the post-it. "Wait, that's your room?"
"Yeah, we're roommates." Rory said.
"Wow, it just keeps getting weirder." Paris said, dragging her bags into the room. "They call this a desk? Are they serious?" Paris yelled from inside the room.
"Wow." Lorelai said. "What are the odds?"
"I'd say a billion to one." Rory said. "I had a better chance of rooming with the Olsen Twins."
"They went to NYU."
"What?"
"They went to NYU, not Yale."
Rory rolled her eyes. "Oh I'm sorry. Give my apologies to the Olsen's."
"Will do."
"So, I'll go take these empty boxes to the car." Luke said, knowing they would need some time to say goodbye.
"No, it's ok Luke." Rory said. "Stay."
Luke smiled and put the boxes back down on the floor. "Ok."
He sat down next to the girls on the couch and they just sat in silence for a minute. Lorelai pulled Rory close to her and she laid her head on her mother's shoulder. Luke gently ran his hand up and down Rory's back to try and comfort her. They were all sharing a perfectly peaceful moment until Paris came back into the common room.
"Listen, I know you're having a Kodak moment right now, but we need to get to orientation." Paris said. "You coming?"
"Oh, yeah." Rory said. "I'll be right there."
"I'll be outside."
"So…" Lorelai said.
"Yeah." Rory said sadly.
The three of them stood up and Rory gave Luke another huge hug.
"Bye Luke. Thanks again for everything." Rory said.
"Anytime." He said.
"And take good care of mom. She needs you."
"I know. I will."
He stood there for a few more seconds until he decided it was time for him to leave.
Rory turned to her mother who was trying not to cry.
"Come on, you said you wouldn't do this." Rory said, fighting back the tears.
"I'm pregnant I can't control my emotions." Lorelai said.
"Call me if anything happens." Rory said. "Anytime day or night. Or, if you just wanna talk, call me."
"I will."
"I love you, mom." Rory said, hugging her mother tightly.
"I love you too, kid." Lorelai said. "You're gonna be great."
"Thanks mom."
"You don't wanna keep Paris waiting too long. You know what she's capable of."
Rory smiled weakly. "Yes I do."
"See ya later hon."
"Bye mom."
Rory watched her mom leave and stood in her somewhat empty dorm room. She was standing in her room at Yale. Not Harvard. Yale. And the one person she was grateful to never see again was not only her suitemate, but her roommate as well. Geller and Gilmore together again. She took a deep breath and went out into the hallway to go to orientation with Paris, her mom and Luke gone from sight.
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On the drive home both Lorelai and Luke were exhausted. She leaned her head against the window and draped her hand over her pregnant stomach. She had kicked off her shoes and pointed all the air conditioning vents towards her. This normally drove Luke crazy, but today he decided to let it go. It was too long of a day to get into that fight that he would never win anyway. She was too tricky with her mind games and her careful wording of sentences. Growing up in the Gilmore household had trained her to act like that.
When he pulled the truck into the driveway he looked over at her once again. She was always so peaceful and quiet when she slept. He hated to ruin that.
"Lorelai." He said, rubbing her hand. "We're home."
"Carry me." Lorelai said sleepily.
"Or, you could get up and walk inside yourself." He offered.
"I like my idea better." She said still without opening her eyes.
"I wonder why?"
"Luuuuuuuke." She whined.
"Lorelai, come on."
"Tired."
"I know."
"Pregnant."
"Is that why your stomach is so huge?"
"I hate you."
"I know." He said, rolling his eyes. "Come on, I'll help you inside."
She finally opened her eyes and turned to face him. "I never got a chance to thank you for today. You were great."
"Well someone had to carry her stuff in there."
"And it sure as hell wasn't gonna be me."
"I know." He paused. "So, let's go inside."
"I guess it's inevitable."
"Yep."
Luke got out of the truck and walked to the other side to help her climb out. He grabbed her arm as she leaned against him, too tired to stand. He kissed the top of her head and led her up the porch steps and into the house.
"Kitchen or living room?" He asked.
"If I sit on the couch I may never get up."
"Kitchen it is then." He said. "You hungry?" He asked after she sat down at the table.
"Not really."
"Coffee?"
Lorelai's eyes immediately lit up. "What?" She asked cautiously.
"Do you want some coffee?"
"You're serious?"
"Yes."
"You're not just playing with my emotions, because I can't handle that right now."
Without responding, Luke pulled the bag of coffee out of the cabinet and grabbed the pot.
"What are you doing?"
"Making you coffee." He said plainly.
"Wow, you are serious!"
"I told you."
"To what do I owe this pleasure?"
"What do you mean? You have been drinking coffee this whole pregnancy."
"Yes, but I always have had to work for it. Ya know, beg, pout, listen to your 'it'll have two heads' rant."
"Well, you had a long day."
She just smiled at him as he filled up the pot with water and poured the coffee grounds into the coffee maker.
"I'm sorry, who is that for?" Lorelai said in response to his coffee making.
"Are we really gonna go through this again?"
"You didn't pour nearly enough in."
"I poured plenty in."
"I'm sorry that must be for your other wife, Shmorelai."
Luke rolled his eyes as he poured more coffee into the coffee maker.
"You can't just be happy with what you get, can you?"
"I have built up a tolerance, my friend."
"So you're doing crack now?"
"Yes."
"Well, I was gonna go check on the diner. Will you be ok?"
"Oh, well, I don't know. I am feeling slightly flighty." Lorelai said dramatically lifting her hand to her forehead. "I am unable live with out my big strong man to help me."
"A simple 'yes' would have sufficed."
"That's boring."
He kissed her softly and rubbed her stomach gently.
"I'll be back in a few hours. Call if you need anything."
"I need my big strong man…" She started.
He cut her off with another kiss, which quickly deepened as she brought her hands to his face.
"See ya tonight." He said.
"Goodbye, big strong man." She said.
Again, sorry for the wait! Let me know what you think, por favor.
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