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A/N: I know ya'll want some Luke/Lorelai action and I promise it's coming, but bear with me, it takes some time to get it all there and lined up right. This is indeed a major Java Junkie piece...keep reading, you'll get it soon.
Lorelai's head hurt, it was as simple as that and the most horrific part was, they hadn't even reached the parent's house yet.
"Hey hon…"Lorelai started in her; I'm in a scheming mood voice, "do you think we could get out of dinner this week?"
Rory looked at her blankly, "Um, mom you have got to be kidding right? It's six-forty-five, we are driving to their house right now, there's no way Grandma would let us cancel right now, that is unless one of us was dying, then the other would still have to go."
Lorelai faked coughed, "Well,"
"Ha ha, very funny mother, oh look! Grandma and Grandpa's street, we're here."
"I'm just not in the mood tonight…"
"Mom, seriously, you're never in the mood for Friday night dinner, but just think, we are leaving on our road trip next week, so this will be the last Friday night dinner for three whole weeks. I promise you'll survive."
"I know I know…" Lorelai grumbled as she put the jeep in park, hunching over the steering wheel. As they were getting out the night sky was lit up with a huge flash of lightening.
"AH! It's an omen, its saying run while you still can!" Lorelai exclaimed so suddenly and boisterously that it made Rory jump.
"Mom…"
"No Rory, please, please don't make me go in there. I'm begging you." Lorelai whined grabbing the sleeve of Rory's blouse. "PLEASE!"
"We're here, we're going in, we're eating dinner, and we're leaving. It's as simple as that." And before Lorelai could argue Rory rang the doorbell.
"Promise?" Lorelai pouted eyes big.
"Promise, now please act your age."
"Richard! They're here!" they heard Emily yell from inside the house as the door flung open, "Girls, come in!"
Emily ushered the girls inside, the maid waiting nearby to take their purses from them.
"Hey mom."
"Hi Grandma."
"Girls, so wonderful you made it here before the rain." Richard said as he walked out of the study.
"Rain?" Lorelai asked, thoughts suddenly going to the graduation party decorations in the town square.
"Oh yes Lorelai, it's supposed to rain quite heavily tonight." He father answered pouring them all drinks.
"Oh no," Lorelai groaned, causing glances her way from the other three Gilmores in the room, "The party."
"The decorations," Rory grumbled, finally understanding her mother's reaction.
"It's an outside party?" Emily asked brow furrowed.
"Yup Grandma, it is in the town square. Wait, you and Grandpa got the invitation, right?" Rory asked, suddenly afraid she'd forgotten to send it.
"Of course dear, we've received it, I just wasn't aware it was outdoors, my mistake."
Rory turned back to her mom, "Taylor will make sure everything is covered, he's good like that."
"More like too anal for his own good, but you're right, once he's heard about the rain he'll get it covered." Lorelai agreed, taking the first sip of her martini.
"Mrs. Gilmore, dinner is ready."
The four of them walked to the dining room, all party conversation placed on hold for the evening.
Luke typically loved this time of the night, when the diner was all but deserted and the town quiet, but tonight it lead to thoughts.
Some of which were welcome, most however very unwelcome.
They weren't coming, not tonight. If they were they would have been there already, they would have been sitting in their normal Friday night table, by the window, drinking coffee, eating pie and laughing about something crazy one of them did at dinner, being the mother and daughter everyone knew and loved.
But obviously there weren't coming in tonight. God, it better not always be like this.
Moving around wiping down all the tables Luke was completely lost in thought. I have to do something, his mind raced, something to win her back.
He walked into the kitchen to start cleaning up for the night and flipped on the radio to help drown out his thoughts. It hadn't been long when the news came one, interrupting the song he'd been unconsciously singing along to. The voice of a seemingly concerned weatherman filled his ears, going on about heavy rain, wind, and some flash flooding warnings for the Hartford area, and even though Hartford was a good thirty miles, it would probably reach Stars Hollow in no time.
Luke walked around to the opening of the kitchen and looked at the party decorations that filled the square.
Rain would not be a welcome guest to the party of the year, Luke thought and then he reached for the phone.
Lorelai padded down the hallway of her childhood and quietly tapped on a door before opening it.
"Hey mom, come in," Rory whispered from the bed setting aside the copy of Emma she was reading.
"Roorrrry, you promised. Dinner, dessert, and go, guess what, we never got to the go part." Lorelai whined, flopping down gracefully on the side of the bed.
"Well, I'm not a psychic. How was I supposed to know that it would start storming?" Rory argued back, sliding over, allowing her mom to scoot in next to her.
"I know, I just…I hate sleeping in this house." Lorelai spouted, the last words stumbling off her tongue like they were cement blocks.
"Mom, please be a little less dramatic. It's a house, a bed, deal." Rory sighed, "anyways, I feel bad, I told Luke we'd be by for coffee tonight."
Lorelai immediately sat up, "You what?!"
"I told Luke…"
"Why would you tell him that? You know I'm trying to avoid the diner…and him."
"But mom…"
"No! What were you thinking Rory?"
"Well, I was thinking that you're both being rather stupid and it's time you talked."
"Rory, sweetie, we did talk, we'd started to be friends again, then I pour my hear out, in form of song, and he gives me the cold shoulder, won't look at me, and practically pushes me out of the diner. What am I supposed to do?" Exasperated Lorelai sank back down into the massive amounts of pillows and sighed.
"Mom…just listen for a sec ok?" Rory started, and Lorelai simply nodded, without looking up. "I know that between the two of you more hurt and pain has occurred than a country album could ever portray, but you can work it out. He still loves you…"
Lorelai grunted in disagreement.
Rory continued, "He loves you and you love him. You just need a little work."
"Rory"
"No more talk tonight mom. Let's just sleep." Rory ended the conversation, kissed her mom on the cheek and turned out the lights.
The muffled cries did not go unheard.
A/N: Please, please, please review. I love all the comments so far, they've been great. Ya'll been lucky with some really quick updates, hopefully I'll be able to keep the storyline going this quick for the rest of it. Let me know what you think!