Summary: Future Fic. The life and times of Lorelai Gilmore IV, Lola. Will she ever find out who her father is?
Disclaimer: I do not own Gilmore Girls, it's story, characters or episodes. They were created by Amy Sherman-Paladino and are owned by Dorothy Parker Drank Here and the WB/CW
A/N: Sorry it's been so long, but here is chapter 7. I hope to try to update a bit more frequently. Anyway, enjoy and review! Thanks!
Chapter 7
When Rory and Lola woke up the next morning they ate a breakfast of Pop-Tarts and coffee. Lorelai was already gone, she'd had to work the morning shift so she could get the rest of the weekend off for their visit. Just as they were finishing up their breakfast, Rory spoke.
"Lola, do you want to head down to one of my favorite spots here in Stars Hollow?"
"Sure, mom."
Rory led her to the bridge where they sat down next to each other, feet dangling near the water.
"Lola, do you remember the man you met at the diner yesterday, Luke, who served us our food?'
"Yeah, mom. He was a little grumpy, but I thought he was funny."
"That's good Lola. Well, his name is Luke, and he's…he's your father," Rory said slowly and succinctly.
Lola seemed to do a double take and froze up.
After a minute of holding her breath, Rory spoke up, "Lola? Did you, um, hear me?"
"Yes, I'm just trying to…process…. Did he know? Was he happy? Does he want to meet me? Does he like me? Can we go see him?"
Rory chuckled softly. "He does want to get to know you, so we can head over there right now if you'd like."
"Yes!" Lola exclaimed, jumping up. Suddenly she sat back down. "Mom, I'm nervous. What if he doesn't like me?"
"Oh, honey, he'll love you. Don't be nervous. I'll be right there with you."
Lola smiled and stood up again, "ok, I'm ready to go, are you?"
Rory sighed and stood up, "Ready as I'll ever be."
The two girls headed towards Luke, Lola, excited and fidgety, Rory quiet and nervous. The diner was fairly empty when they entered, for which Rory was very grateful. As they headed towards the counter, Luke emerged from the kitchen. He stopped when he saw them and smiled nervously.
"Can we go upstairs?" Rory asked him quietly.
"Yeah, um, hold on a sec, well, go up and I'll be there in just a second. Ceasar, I'm going on break," he yelled as he started to wipe his hands on the towel he was holding.
Rory led Lola upstairs and into the apartment.
"He lives above the diner—cool!" Lola exclaimed as they entered, which made Rory chuckle.
Luke walked in and the two girls turned to look at him. The three of them stood awkwardly for a moment before Lola suddenly ran up to Luke and hugged him. Luke looked shocked for a moment before returning the hug, somewhat awkwardly at first. Rory stood a few feet away with tears in her eyes.
"Well, I'm, um, Luke, which I guess I'm sure you mother told you," Luke stammered out, "Why don't, um, we sit a the table and you can tell me a little bit about yourself."
"Ok!" Lola said excitedly. After they had sat down, she began talking again, "Well, like I said earlier, I'm almost ten and in the fourth grade. I like school and I like to play sports, softball is my favorite. Oh! Do you like sports? Because mom doesn't and she says its weird that I do, so I must have gotten that from you, right?"
"I do. Actually, I used to play baseball. I was pretty good."
"Cool! I like to read, though not as much as mom. I also don't like coffee and don't eat as much as mom and grandma Lorelai."
"That you got from me, too, thank goodness I'd have to say," Luke said with a slight smile.
They spent about the next half hour talking about things Lola liked to do and stuff about their life, Luke sharing insights every so often. It was nearing lunch hour though and Luke had to get back down to the diner. Lola and Rory started to leave, Rory stuck her head back into the apartment, "Um…Luke, is it ok if I stop back later, we still have a few um….things…to talk about…"she trailed off.
Luke looked up at her and sighed, "Yeah, why don't you come back around 2:30 or so.
Rory nodded and headed down the stairs with Lola, who was talking animatedly about Luke. Rory stopped suddenly.
"Lola, listen to me, this is very important. Right now, you, me and Luke are the only ones who know about this, that Luke is your dad. And we need to keep it that way, at least for now. Do you understand me?" She asked seriously.
"But… why do…" Lola began, but was cut off.
"Lola, do you understand me?"
She sighed and looked down at her shoes, "Yes, mom."
"Thank you."
The two girls headed out of the diner and down the streets back to Lorelai's house.
