Those Three Little Words
Part 1: Holden Caulfield
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Author: Lauren (artista317@yahoo.com)
Rating: PG13 or less…
Pairing: L/L, of course! :) There's implication of R/J too, but it's not a story about them.
Summary: Luke and Lorelai realize their feelings for each other when they learn they can't live without the other. (And the title may not be those 'three little words' you're thinking of…so read and find out what I'm talking about! :)
Disclaimer: I do not own or in any way have connection to those that do own the Gilmore Girls.
A/N: I was reading the spoiler for the season finale and I have adapted a story from it with an interesting end (well, interesting if you're a java junkie! :). Stars (*) around a word have, and will, always indicate a word that should be italicized but isn't because FanFiction.net/ Microsoft Word don't work together like that. Also—Please review! The button is that large purplish-blue one (a periwinkle, perhaps) and it says something like 'Click to Review.' When you're done reading, it's there on the bottom left. Yup, click. Write a little about what you liked/didn't like and I will read and take any and all opinions/criticisms/comments into consideration while writing the next chapter! Thanks in advance!
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"Hey." Jess said, looking up as Rory entered the diner.
"Hey," she answered. He poured her a cup of coffee at the counter then set down the pot.
"I wanted to ask you something." He said, watching her sip from the cup. "Can I borrow a book from you?"
"You're *asking*?" She gasped in mock surprise. "Before you just took it so I figured that's how you'd continue to 'borrow' my things."
"No, seriously."
"If I have it…" she shrugged. "What is it?"
"Salinger's *Catcher In the Rye,* I misplaced mine."
"I have it. Do you want me to bring it over?"
"I was actually thinking that, if you weren't busy, you'd want to go for a walk or something and we'd could get it and then come back here or whatever." He paused. "That is, of course, if you're not meeting Dean, though haven't seen him in a while, and I'm sure he'd welcome my presence. If I do remember, he was quite happy to see me the night your mom was out of town, at your house, eating dinner with you..."
"Do you want the book?" She asked, lifting her coffee from the counter.
"Yes."
"Then shut up."
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They walked to her house and he'd convinced her to go for a ride in the car Dean had built her. He said he'd wanted to see how it handled. She'd, reluctantly, agreed. They talked for a while, mostly about Salinger and *Catcher In the Rye.* Rory said he reminded her of Holden Caulfield. He'd just smiled.
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"Luke. Coffee." Lorelai said, entering the diner.
"No."
"Luke." She reached the counter and sat down.
"No."
"Please."
He turned away from her, took one of the paper cups and filled it with coffee from a pot he was holding. He handed it to her as he turned back around.
"Here." He said. She sipped it slowly. She narrowed her eyes at him, placed the paper cup back down on the counter and pushed it towards him.
"This is decaf."
"So?"
"You've never actually given me decaf before. You've threatened, but you've never actually done it."
He didn't answer.
"Can I please have some real coffee?" She pleaded.
"No." Luke said, continuing to wipe down the counter without looking at her.
"Please?"
"No."
"But, Luke…"
"No."
"Lukey?"
"No."
"*Please?*"
"No."
"Come on…"
"Are we going to do this all morning?" He asked finally.
"No." She stood and walked to the other side of the counter. She could feel his eyes watching her as she did so, wondering what she was doing. She reached behind him, keeping his gaze with her eyes, and took a paper cup from the counter. She then lifted the pot of coffee and poured herself a cup. She returned to the other side of the counter, resumed her seat, and smiled happily. "Why didn't you try to stop me?"
"If you want to drink that caffeine-filled future causer of your death, be my guest. It would mean a lot less hassle in the morning."
"The elixir of life will have no such part in my future."
"I'm assuming you want an artery-clogging Danish to go with that?"
"Yes, please," she answered, smirking.
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Rory glanced at the speedometer. They seemed to be going too fast. She asked Jess to slow down and she could feel him ease his foot on the brake. It didn't matter. He lost control. She closed her eyes and waited for the impact.
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Lorelai looked down at her cell phone as it rang.
"Out." Luke said.
"Luke…"
"Out!"
"Fine." She left the diner as she answered the phone. "Hello?"
"Mom. Hi."
"Rory." She could hear people in the background, talking. There was a loud noise, a siren, Lorelai decided. "Where are you? What's that in the background? I thought you were home studying."
"I…Jess wanted to borrow a book so we walked to the house and I got it for him and then he asked how the car ran and I said that we could go for a drive…There was something in the road. He lost control. There was an accident—"
"What!?"
"Mom, I'm fine. I'm okay. I just hurt my wrist. I'm at the hospital. They're putting a cast on it. It's fractured. But I'm *fine.*" She paused, not hearing Lorelai, "Mom? Mom, are you still there?"
"Yeah, honey, I'm here. I'll be there in a minute. I'm leaving right now."
"Okay."
"Are you…?"
"Mom, I'm okay. Really. I'll see you in a few minutes." Lorelai hung up the phone and walked into the diner.
"I want your nephew to stay out of my daughter's life. He is not too see her…he is not to talk to her…to approach her…to borrow books…*anything*!" Lorelai said, furiously, to Luke, as she grabbed her purse. She threw a five dollar bill down on the counter and left the diner.
Part 1: Holden Caulfield
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Author: Lauren (artista317@yahoo.com)
Rating: PG13 or less…
Pairing: L/L, of course! :) There's implication of R/J too, but it's not a story about them.
Summary: Luke and Lorelai realize their feelings for each other when they learn they can't live without the other. (And the title may not be those 'three little words' you're thinking of…so read and find out what I'm talking about! :)
Disclaimer: I do not own or in any way have connection to those that do own the Gilmore Girls.
A/N: I was reading the spoiler for the season finale and I have adapted a story from it with an interesting end (well, interesting if you're a java junkie! :). Stars (*) around a word have, and will, always indicate a word that should be italicized but isn't because FanFiction.net/ Microsoft Word don't work together like that. Also—Please review! The button is that large purplish-blue one (a periwinkle, perhaps) and it says something like 'Click to Review.' When you're done reading, it's there on the bottom left. Yup, click. Write a little about what you liked/didn't like and I will read and take any and all opinions/criticisms/comments into consideration while writing the next chapter! Thanks in advance!
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"Hey." Jess said, looking up as Rory entered the diner.
"Hey," she answered. He poured her a cup of coffee at the counter then set down the pot.
"I wanted to ask you something." He said, watching her sip from the cup. "Can I borrow a book from you?"
"You're *asking*?" She gasped in mock surprise. "Before you just took it so I figured that's how you'd continue to 'borrow' my things."
"No, seriously."
"If I have it…" she shrugged. "What is it?"
"Salinger's *Catcher In the Rye,* I misplaced mine."
"I have it. Do you want me to bring it over?"
"I was actually thinking that, if you weren't busy, you'd want to go for a walk or something and we'd could get it and then come back here or whatever." He paused. "That is, of course, if you're not meeting Dean, though haven't seen him in a while, and I'm sure he'd welcome my presence. If I do remember, he was quite happy to see me the night your mom was out of town, at your house, eating dinner with you..."
"Do you want the book?" She asked, lifting her coffee from the counter.
"Yes."
"Then shut up."
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They walked to her house and he'd convinced her to go for a ride in the car Dean had built her. He said he'd wanted to see how it handled. She'd, reluctantly, agreed. They talked for a while, mostly about Salinger and *Catcher In the Rye.* Rory said he reminded her of Holden Caulfield. He'd just smiled.
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"Luke. Coffee." Lorelai said, entering the diner.
"No."
"Luke." She reached the counter and sat down.
"No."
"Please."
He turned away from her, took one of the paper cups and filled it with coffee from a pot he was holding. He handed it to her as he turned back around.
"Here." He said. She sipped it slowly. She narrowed her eyes at him, placed the paper cup back down on the counter and pushed it towards him.
"This is decaf."
"So?"
"You've never actually given me decaf before. You've threatened, but you've never actually done it."
He didn't answer.
"Can I please have some real coffee?" She pleaded.
"No." Luke said, continuing to wipe down the counter without looking at her.
"Please?"
"No."
"But, Luke…"
"No."
"Lukey?"
"No."
"*Please?*"
"No."
"Come on…"
"Are we going to do this all morning?" He asked finally.
"No." She stood and walked to the other side of the counter. She could feel his eyes watching her as she did so, wondering what she was doing. She reached behind him, keeping his gaze with her eyes, and took a paper cup from the counter. She then lifted the pot of coffee and poured herself a cup. She returned to the other side of the counter, resumed her seat, and smiled happily. "Why didn't you try to stop me?"
"If you want to drink that caffeine-filled future causer of your death, be my guest. It would mean a lot less hassle in the morning."
"The elixir of life will have no such part in my future."
"I'm assuming you want an artery-clogging Danish to go with that?"
"Yes, please," she answered, smirking.
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Rory glanced at the speedometer. They seemed to be going too fast. She asked Jess to slow down and she could feel him ease his foot on the brake. It didn't matter. He lost control. She closed her eyes and waited for the impact.
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Lorelai looked down at her cell phone as it rang.
"Out." Luke said.
"Luke…"
"Out!"
"Fine." She left the diner as she answered the phone. "Hello?"
"Mom. Hi."
"Rory." She could hear people in the background, talking. There was a loud noise, a siren, Lorelai decided. "Where are you? What's that in the background? I thought you were home studying."
"I…Jess wanted to borrow a book so we walked to the house and I got it for him and then he asked how the car ran and I said that we could go for a drive…There was something in the road. He lost control. There was an accident—"
"What!?"
"Mom, I'm fine. I'm okay. I just hurt my wrist. I'm at the hospital. They're putting a cast on it. It's fractured. But I'm *fine.*" She paused, not hearing Lorelai, "Mom? Mom, are you still there?"
"Yeah, honey, I'm here. I'll be there in a minute. I'm leaving right now."
"Okay."
"Are you…?"
"Mom, I'm okay. Really. I'll see you in a few minutes." Lorelai hung up the phone and walked into the diner.
"I want your nephew to stay out of my daughter's life. He is not too see her…he is not to talk to her…to approach her…to borrow books…*anything*!" Lorelai said, furiously, to Luke, as she grabbed her purse. She threw a five dollar bill down on the counter and left the diner.