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A/N: Rory talks to Luke about the date of the wedding. A bit of a filler chapter, but hopefully you still like it. Enjoy!

Rory picked up her cell phone to call Luke. As she dialed the number she tried to decide how she was going to get her mom to cancel their shopping trip and just stay home. That would be better for both of them today.

"Luke's," Luke answered his ringing phone.

"What do you think of May 25th?" Rory asked, forgoing hello altogether.

"Well, I think it should come in May, before the 26th but after the 24th and nowhere else," Luke deadpanned.

Rory laughed. "Thank you. I needed that laugh. But I mean for your wedding day."

"It's fine," Luke said, distracted. "Look, I'm really busy here. Just set the date for whenever. Have it when your grandparents want. You know the town will come to the wedding no matter when it is."

"We can't just do that," Rory argued. "You have to get a best man and groomsmen and make sure they can make it that day. And don't forget Liz and TJ. You want them there too, don't you?"

Luke groaned. "Just set it for when your grandparents can do it and then I'll ask anyone I want. Besides, I have a feeling my groomsman is already picked for me. Sookie is going to be a bridesmaid so Jackson has to be on my side, right?"

"It would help," Rory admitted. "Well, I guess since you don't care, we will do May 25th. Grandpa said that was fine."

"Wonderful," Luke said. "Now I need to go and help—wait, your grandfather? What about your grandmother? Doesn't she get a say in the date as well?"

"No," Rory said. "She isn't coming."

"She's not coming!" Luke almost shouted. "Why not? Why didn't you change the date so she could?"

Rory rolled her eyes. "That wasn't the issue. She refused to come because she didn't want to, and I quote, 'condone this marriage.' We tried as hard as we could, but she wouldn't change her mind."

"Ceaser, just handle it for a few more minutes would you!" She heard Luke bark and then some rustling and then pure quiet.

"Where are you?" Rory asked.

"In the storeroom," Luke responded. "How is your mom?"

"I thought you were busy," Rory reminded him, hoping he wouldn't care. She knew he wouldn't though. He cared too much about them to do that.

"Ceaser will just have to deal. How is your mom?" Luke repeated.

Rory gave a little half smile at his concern. "She's…well, she says she's fine, but I know she isn't. No one would be after such a scene. That phone call with Grandma, well, it was more than I even imagined. If I had known it was going to be so bad, I wouldn't have made her call. I just thought Grandma would want to know. I have never heard her sound so mean. I mean, she thinks all that stuff doesn't matter to Mom, but Mom cares about what Grandma says, even though she pretends like she doesn't. I got so mad I even yelled at Grandma. I told Mom not to answer her cell for a while, because I know Grandma will call and give her a lecture about how she should have raised her daughter better and how her daughter should have more respect for her elders, especially her grandmother. Mom doesn't need that right now."

"Rory," Luke began hesitantly. "Your grandparents pay for Yale, don't they?"

"Yeah," Rory said, not seeing what this had to do with anything.

"Well, I want you to get a good education and I know your mom does as well. We don't want to do anything that might make your grandparents not want to pay anymore. Your mom and I could wait to get married until after you get out of Yale," Luke suggested.

"I don't think so!" Rory exclaimed. "You are not having one of those ridiculous three year engagements. The town wouldn't stand for that and neither will I! Don't worry, they won't stop paying for it. Grandpa is perfectly fine with this marriage, and ultimately he will write the check. Under all that resentment, Grandma does want me to get a good education. As long as I continue to show up at Friday Night Dinner they will continue paying. And not only that, Grandma has to have something about which she can brag to her high society friends. If she can't brag about this marriage, unfortunately, she has to brag about my college. She isn't going to jeopardize her bragging rights. You and Mom are getting married on May 25th. Now call Liz, TJ, and I assume Jess for your best man and make sure they are all okay with that date."

"But, Rory, your college is the most important thing," Luke tried to argue.

"May 25th!" Rory repeated, refusing to listen to him. "Call them!"

"Are you and your mom going shopping later?" Luke inquired, deciding to drop the college subject. If he had learned anything from the Gilmore Girls is was that when their mind was made up, nobody would change it.

Rory took a deep breath. "Hopefully not. I don't want to, and I know Mom doesn't want to, but she has to put up the illusion that she is fine. I am the daughter, therefore she has never let me worry about any problems. I know all this grandma stuff must have worn her out, so I am going to jump on that and try to get her to agree to staying home and relaxing in front of the TV with lots of junk food. Of course, I need to go to Doose's. And I would need you to make us some actual lunch. How do you feel about that?"

"Making you a death meal?" Luke asked, twisting her words. "I would just love to do that."

Rory had to laugh again. "Great. Hopefully I'll be there in about 15 minutes to get it. If I won't be coming, I'll call, but as of right now, get started on those artery clogging, fat filled meals."

"I love to know I am having some effect on your eating habits," Luke said sarcastically.

"You are," Rory assured him. "Did you not hear me say artery clogging, fat filled?"

"But it doesn't make you not eat them," Luke pointed out truthfully.

"Oh well," Rory said. "If it's going to kill us, all I can say is: what a way to go!"

Luke groaned. "Aw jeez."

Rory was still laughing when she hung up the phone. She sobered quickly when she realized that her mom was still not downstairs. Actually, she hadn't heard the water for the shower start. Something was wrong here.

"Mom," Rory called wandering up the stairs. "Mom?" When she got no answer, she slowly pushed open the bedroom door. When she saw her mom lying on her bed facing away from the door, she knew she was hurt worse than she originally thought.

"Mom!" Rory cried. "Are you alright?"

Lorelai gasped and sat up quickly, trying to wipe the evidence of any tears off of her face. She was not going to let Rory think Emily had hurt her. "I'm fine sweets. I just…well…"

"Mom, we are not going shopping today!" Rory decided. "I owe you a movie night and we are going to do that now. I'll go to Doose's and get snacks and to Luke's and get lunch and then we will get into our pajamas and have a movie night right up here in your room."

"Rory, it's not even 3:00," Lorelai argued. "We can't have a movie night so early."

"We invented them," Rory countered. "We can have them any time we like."

"Well…" Lorelai stalled.

"Come on, it will be great," Rory coaxed her mom. "We can watch Casablanca and An Affair to Remember and the Godfathers and Sophia dying over and over again."

Lorelai sighed. "Okay."

"Great!" Rory cried. "I'll go get the food and be back in 15 minutes max. You get your pajamas on and get the TV and movies ready. We'll watch An Affair to Remember first, or even The Bells of St. Mary's."

"Why sad ones?" Lorelai had to ask. There had been enough sad in their morning already.

Rory looked her mom straight in the eyes, "So we can cry and blame it on the movie."

Lorelai smiled, grateful that she had such a wonderful daughter. "I love you, Kid."

Rory smiled back at her mom. "I love you too, Mom. I'll be back soon."

And five hours later when Luke decided to close the diner and check on them, that was how he found them. They were sitting on Lorelai's bed, munching on junk food, watching Miss Congeniality, but it wasn't having the desired effect of making them laugh.

Luke looked at them for two seconds and made his decision. "Rory, move all that junk food."

Rory looked at him funny, but she did as he asked. When the bed was clear, Luke climbed on it, in the middle of the two of them. Rory smiled at him and whispered her thanks. He put his arms around each of them and in thirty minutes they were laughing at the movie. Thirty minutes after that, they were both sound asleep, using Luke as their pillow.

The next chapter will be up tomorrow. I hope you liked this one…even though it is a bit of the let down after the intensity of the last one. As I said, I hope you liked this one…review and let me know! Please!