One Night Changes Everything
By Gilmoregirl1979
Provider of Quality Fan Fiction
Special Thanks to GURO JENN and LIZ
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Chapter 11
Honesty Is the Best Policy
The next day, Lorelai picked Rory from Lane's house. Rory had been helping the Kims' with their inventory, dusting and cleaning the furniture to make it more enticing to buy.
Rory and Lorelai returned to their apartment at the potting shed on the grounds of the Independence Inn with a Chinese take-out dinner from Al's Pancake World.
Lorelai eyed her daughter, thought about Luke again, about the baby inside of her, and how to tell her daughter the truth, the whole truth. "Did you have fun with Lane today?" as Lorelai gave up her chop sticks for a fork to snare her chow mien as they picnicked on the floor.
"Yeah, but I kept sneezing. I promised Mrs. Kim I would dust and dust like no one had ever dusted before; but I think it all went up my nose," Rory giggled.
Lorelai had to laugh at her silly daughter, "Well, we'll have to get you cleaned up, my little mummy." The word sparked her impending mommy-dom. Lorelai pushed the conversation aside until Rory had her bath and was ready for bed. It's all in the timing.
In the middle of Rory's bath, Lorelai had a terrible bout of nausea possess her and she had to lie down. Rory knew how to rinse her hair and to dry herself off, and then she dressed into her PJs, like a big girl, and settled on the bed beside her mother with a book. Lorelai was already bundled under the covers. Rory realized she had read the same paragraph three times because she kept glancing over at her mother to check on her, Rory had to ask her mother, "Mom? Are you okay?"
"Yes, sweetie, I'm fine really I'm just feeling a little nauseous is all."
"That's been happening a lot lately; are you sure you're okay?" Rory asked out of concern.
"Yes, honey, don't worry. Everything's fine," Lorelai assured.
Rory gulped, and was going to go back to reading her book, but she had to ask her mom an important question; "Are you dying?"
Lorelai's eyes flew open, "What? Oh, no, honey, I'm not dying; far from it," Ironically, Lorelai was actually creating more life.
"Are you sure? You've been getting sick a lot lately and …if you died, I just don't know how I could handle that," Rory stated honestly.
"I'll be fine, trust me."
"Then what's wrong with you?" Rory asked.
Not the segue she wanted, but Lorelai knew this was her moment; it was a bit earlier than she had intended it, but she emerged from the bundle of blankets and invited Rory to sit closer to her, "Rory, come here, we have to talk."
Rory sunk, "You are dying!"
"No, I promise you I'm not, now come here," Rory closed her book and scooted closer to her mother. Lorelai put her arm around Rory and kissed her daughter's forehead, "It's just I have a few things on my mind...that we need to have out in the open."
"Okay, so, if you're not dying… then what? …Did dad call?" Rory asked eagerly, always hopeful that somehow, miraculously, her father would visit them in Stars Hollow, still always deeply disappointed when he never did.
"No sweetie, dad didn't call. Why would you think…"
"Well, if you were dying, I would probably live with him right? And you're making the 'serious yet sad' face; you only make that face when Dad or Grandma calls," then inquiring about the next natural conclusion, "… Did Grandma call? Am I going to live with her?" Rory mused that would be another plausible excuse for her mother's serious expression.
"No, she didn't." Lorelai didn't even want to think about telling her mother about the baby, "and I'm not dying."
Out of logical conclusions, Rory asked sadly, "Then why are you making the serious face?"
Rory was always so attuned to when Lorelai was upset, "Well, you know how we are looking for a house…"
"Yeah? Are we not getting it?" Rory's shoulders slumped.
"Yes, we are. We will," Lorelai promised, "Well, it's just, how would you feel about a slightly bigger house than we planned? I mean, you'll have a room all to yourself, of course?"
"That would be nice, I guess, not that I don't like sharing with you …" Rory smiled with deep admiration to her mother and hero.
"Well, it's funny you mention sharing… I have some pretty… important news..."
"Okay?"
"Well, we're going to need an extra room in the new house because in a few months… you are going to be..." Lorelai paused again, no going back now, "...a big sister."
"Huh?" Rory's brow furrowed, "How?" Rory was obviously confused since it had been just her and her mother, the dynamic duo, for so long.
"Well, right now, the reason I'm feeling sick is because my body is changing, because there is a baby growing inside of me."
"You're pregnant? Really?" the eight year old winced. "But you don't look any different?"
Lorelai was pleased that Rory already knew what having a baby and being pregnant meant; at least she wouldn't have to explain that. Although, Lorelai did tell Rory the story of her birth every year on her birthday, so she may have picked up a few things; "Well, babies start out really, really small, but eventually I'll get bigger and then one day the baby will come out and grow just like you did."
Rory was trying to understand, "How did this happen?"
"What do you mean?"
"Well, I mean, did you make another baby with dad?" Rory couldn't understand how that would have been possible since they hadn't seen Christopher in years.
Oh boy, "Umm no, Rory, I made the baby with …another man."
Rory seemed surprised, "Who?"
"Well, umm," Lorelai winced," with Luke."
"What?" Rory said confused, "I thought you said you two weren't dating?" curiously Rory asked.
Lorelai cleared her throat of the lump that just formed there, Rory knew that baby making required dating, she's a little further ahead than Lorelai thought, "We aren't, um… well, that's not really…important," Lorelai didn't want to bring up the Fourth of July again.
"I think it is. Why did you make a baby with Luke?" Rory asked curiously.
Ah, the hard questions, Lorelai chose her words carefully, "Well, we umm didn't exactly …mean …to make a baby, it just sort of… happened. Luke was …very nice to me… and we just sort of…connected and when two people click in just the right way…" like having sex, Lorelai internally thought,"well, they make a baby." Lorelai hated herself, she always told herself she would have an honest conversation about the birds and the bees with her daughter, she just didn't expect to have the conversation this soon.
Rory gasped, "Could I make a baby with someone?"
Lorelai laughed at her daughter's game of twenty questions, "Not yet, not till your older"," Like forty, if I have anything to say about it.
"So, even though it wasn't…expected, you still want the baby?"
Lorelai recalled holding tiny, pink-smelling Rory in her arms for the very first time and other sweet motherhood memories, "Yeah, I think I do…of course I do," she decided to sound stronger.
"Then why do you seem sad? Is Luke going away like dad did?"
"Actually, Luke wants to help me with the baby."
"Can I help with the baby, too?"
"Of course you can, you're the big sister," Lorelai ran her fingers through her daughter's drying hair.
"So…we are going to see him more? Your friend Luke?" Rory tried to follow.
"Yes. Yes, we are," Lorelai dreaded it yet at the same time was excited about it.
"He wants to help you?"
"Yes, he knows that babies are… a lot of work and he wants to be there."
Rory's brow furrowed again, "Why didn't dad want to help when I was a baby?"
Lorelai didn't know what to say to those young, confused blue eyes, "Well, people are different, they react differently to different things… and Luke wants to… " Lorelai stopped herself, she couldn't demonize Christopher to her daughter's face, she didn't know why she still felt the need to cover his ass…again, but she excused Christopher's behavior, "You see, your dad and I were....very young when we had you," though Lorelai amended in her mind, when I had you, Chris wasn't even there during her labor, "We were so scared."
"But you handled it just fine," Rory pointed out.
Lorelai had to smile, sometimes she wasn't so sure if she was a good mother, and now to have to do it again. "Thanks, sweetie."
"So if you handled it, why couldn't Dad?"
Lorelai could see it in Rory's eyes, the pain of an absent father, Christopher's disinterest in his daughter had cut to the core, though Rory tried to suffer politely, silently, Lorelai knew how her once best friend had hurt her little girl. For a split second, Lorelai could hate Chris, be angry with him, but for how mad he made her, without even being in the state, for some stupid reason, Lorelai felt a loyalty toward him to protect him. If Rory was going to grow up hating her father, it wouldn't be by anything Lorelai said or did, it would have to be Rory's decision, although, how could Rory make an informed decision if she didn't have the full truth to judge with. Lorelai cleared her mind again and simply repeated, "He was young and unprepared..."
"Well, so were you?" Rory continued to challenge.
Feeling the need to change the subject, Lorelai focused back on Luke, "The point is, now that I'm older, and the tiniest bit more mature and well Luke is older than your dad was and he wants to handle it, to be more involved with the baby than your dad has been with you. And even though Luke is your sibling's father, I think he wants to be your friend too; like Sookie and Mia are." It was strange to think of male adult involved with her daughter, Rory had been surrounded by a gaggle of girls since forever. Sookie, Mia, Babette, Miss Patty, even Mrs. Kim, though she rarely socialized with the gaggle.
"You still seem sad. Why?"
"Oh, well, I just remember all the work you were when you were really little…" Lorelai was still apprehensive about Luke's offer to help and money. She wasn't one to trust people so quickly, especially if it was a guy who said he wanted to be involved. In the back of her mind Lorelai was preparing for when Luke would run out on her. She would have to be strong for both her children; somehow scrape by on her own once again; but she needed to sound positive and strong for Rory's sake, and concluded with, "But Luke will be around to help me, and you will help me, and this is going to be an …exciting change in our lives," finishing her positive spin with a smile.
"Did you ask Dad if he wanted to help you with this baby, too?"
Lorelai bit her lip for a moment, back to Chris again, "Well, uh, I think it would be best, for now, if he doesn't know about this baby, and well that maybe a little … awkward to explain to him."
"Why?" Rory's curious eyes shone up to her mother.
Rory was just a kid, she didn't understand the complexities of adult relationships, "Well, he… since Dad… didn't help me make this baby, he's not really …supposed to be involved or expected of him to help."
"That's why Luke is helping?"
"Yes, exactly. because he's the father, it's his responsibility," Lorelai then quickly realizing that biological fact never inspired a sense of responsibility in Christopher to help with Rory.
"Well, are you going to marry Luke?"
Had Emily gotten to Rory in their brief visits during the holidays, brainwashing Rory to coax Lorelai into getting married to someone, anyone. "Well, no. We are connected forever through this baby, but that is the only connection we have… like your dad and me, we are forever connected through you."
"Oh, okay. But will you get married someday to someone?" Rory said hopefully.
"Umm, I don't know, sweetie…maybe." Lorelai felt her chances of that were becoming slimmer and slimmer every day.
"If people can have babies out of marriage, then why do people bother to get married at all?"
"Well," this was getting harder than Lorelai expected, "Umm, well, people click a certain way to make babies… but there is more to being married than just that, I mean you have to like similar things, you have to work together, and want to be with that person all the time, there has to be chemistry and love, love is the most important thing…" with two kids from two different men, Lorelai's chances of finding an understanding lover were growing increasingly slim.
"But you love daddy, don't you?"
Lorelai told a half-truth, "Yes, I do, because he gave me you, but… but, it's a different kind of love than …married love."
"Do you love Luke?" Rory asked.
Lorelai didn't want to shatter her daughter's delusions of what true love should be. She wanted to protect Rory's idealistic world for as long as she could so she lied, "Yes, in a way," Lorelai evaded, then fibbed, "The same way I love your dad. I mean, Luke is making me a mom again, he is my ...friend, so yes, I love him…like a friendly, non-married kind of love, too…"
"This is hard…" Rory observed, letting out a heavy sigh.
"Tell me about it," Lorelai sighed, "but being an adult is hard, so you better enjoy being a kid while you can..."
"Okay… so the baby is in you now?" Rory looked at her mother's stomach.
"Yeah"
"When will I see it??" examining her mother's flat stomach.
"Well right now I'm about nine weeks along… so we have like thirty-something more to go…but I think I'll start showing about the second trimester."
"Can we go to the library sometime?"
"Sure. Why?" Lorelai asked.
"This calls for some research and I think I need to get the full picture." Rory furrowed her brow trying to understand.
Lorelai gulped, she really didn't want Rory to know how a baby was exactly made just yet, "Hey, you remember Jasmine, right …?"
"Yes?"
"Remember how last year when she had her baby, how she slowly got bigger and bigger before the baby was born..."
"But that took months!!"
"Exactly, making a baby takes time, to get it just right."
"Is it kicking yet? I remember Jasmine's baby kicked."
"Well, not yet… but I'll take you to my next doctor's appointment and you can see the baby's first picture on the sonogram." Lorelai didn't have the heart to tell Rory about the chance of losing the baby. Rory had the important information, if Lorelai keeled over from cramps, Rory would know what to tell people.
"Alright, is Luke coming to see the baby, too?"
Lorelai hadn't even thought of that, the three of them heading to the doctor together, her first thought was naturally of Rory being there now that she knew, but Luke had gone to the first one, "Well, I think we can arrange that..."
"Good," and Rory gently hugged her mother.
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The next morning, Lorelai used the phone in the library, away from her guests and co-workers, waiting for the ringing to cease and for someone to pick up the phone; but no one answered, then Lorelai heard Luke's abrupt short message, "leave a message" then a beep.
Lorelai had been hoping to talk to him, but settled on a rambling message, "Luke, hi, it's Lorelai. Um, I thought you would be home now, but … aw well, you're not. You're probably at work though I don't know which work, Construction, or Sniffy's, was it? Or maybe your just at the store… um anyway, the reason I called…Rory knows. I told her." She had been hoping to tell him live, so maybe he would be in some small way proud of her. "We had a nice mother-daughter discussion about the changes that would be happening in the next few months and I think she's pretty okay with it all. So, um if you want to come by and meet us again, you know, hang out again so she gets used to you being around… that would be a good idea I think. And I have to check about our next appointment and sonogram, because Rory wants to tag along and see the …" BEEP.
Lorelai pulled the phone away, "baby," she finished, wishing she could rework her message, not babble on so much, clueless how to make it sound any better. She shrugged and hung up the phone, and hoped for the best.
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That afternoon, Lorelai was on the porch, directing some guests to the best antique shops in the area when she saw a flannel shirt exit a green truck. She decided to wrap up her conversation quickly, "So, it's just off the center of town, Kim's Antiques, you may need to dig a little but there are a lot of treasures. Okay, if you will excuse me, someone, needs me….over there," she chuckled and pointed in the direction of Luke.
"Hi," Lorelai smiled nervously, meeting him at the front porch of the Inn, tucking her hair behind her ears, hoping she looked presentable and not at all like she was about to puke, which is how she felt; not over seeing Luke naturally, but rather dealing with her morning sickness still.
"Hi," Luke nodded and waved, "I got your message. You told her, that's great," He really didn't know what else to say, but for some reason he felt as though he had a little victory, some small progress with Lorelai.
"Yeah," Lorelai didn't want to explain how the whole thing came about because Rory had thought she was ill and dying. Though, Luke may have found that funny too, but Lorelai really didn't know his brand of humor. "Where were you?"
"Oh, I had the early shift at Sniffy's, Breakfast rush, you know."
"Oh, I would have thought the construction site, being so early."
"Well, the owners of the house we are remodeling are having creative differences with my boss. Something about they want to change the tiles in the master bath, after we already ordered the original tiles so, he shut down the project for now until they made their final decision."
"Oh, okay. Still got to work on committing that schedule to memory."
"Well, it changes every week so, and I didn't exactly know right away either," Luke shrugged, "So, um where is she? Your daughter, I mean, Rory?"
"Oh, she's by the pond, reading," Lorelai nodded still uncomfortable around him now. "I never have to worry about her running off like other mothers, if she has a book she's content to stay in one place."
"That's nice," Luke smiled.
"Yeah, and even if she did run off, I'd know where she'd go… The bookstore, the library, the bridge…. And we have like a thousand friendly neighbors who would help her if she needed it."
"No unsavory characters in the Hollow," Luke nodded, "Well, maybe Taylor."
Lorelai let out a big laugh at that one, "Even so, still a great place to raise a family," quoting the unofficial tag line Taylor had suggested to the Stars Hollow Tourism council, but given their situation, Luke and Lorelai stopped laughing, Luke swallowing hard and Lorelai looking away.
As their smiles faded, Lorelai cleared her throat, clearly uncomfortable, "Um, you want to see her? Hang out with her?" Lorelai started walking and led Luke down by the pond, both started thinking about that night as they walked along. Then Luke saw a small girl on a blanket by the pond intensely engrossed in her book. She looked just like Lorelai, long dark hair, same fair skin, and Luke had seen before that Rory had her mother's eyes.
"She has such amazing focus," Lorelai commented, "I swear she could have read during that fireworks display and never look up." At the mention of fireworks also made Luke and Lorelai exchange a look. why couldn't she stop putting her foot in her mouth! "Luke, that's why I haven't told her, the whole truth, about what happened between us...that night; for years the fireworks have been our thing and well, she was very upset that I didn't met her in the square to keep up the tradition we've had. She doesn't know I was with you that night. No one does. That's why I left that morning, I had to get back to her…and she was predictably upset. But now…" Lorelai tried to look him in the eye again.
"I understand," Luke said quietly, not needing her to apologize or explain again.
Lorelai turned and quickened her pace to her daughter, trying to stop thinking about that night that changed everything. "Rory," Lorelai announced their presence, "Look who's here"
"Hi, Luke," Rory said with a small voice, marking the page in her book with her bookmark.
Luke took a deep breath and shyly offered, "Um, hi, nice to see you again."
Rory had never really hung out with full-grown men before, but she was polite and friendly to Andrew, Taylor and others; they were her elders and she had to respect them. So she felt Luke deserved the same respect, even though his connection to her mother was much more than the book seller and the grocer. Rory didn't know what else to say to Luke or how to make conversation with an adult male, so Rory blurted out the first thought that popped into her head, "Mom said you accidentally made a baby..."
Luke was stunned silent. Lorelai shocked and quickly swooped in and corrected her daughter, "Unintentionally, honey… remember like the words from you're your vocabulary list? Um like inadvertently… Luke and I had …"strained to clean it up, "A lot of chemistry and well we inadvertently made a baby," Lorelai knelt down to look her daughter in the eye, firmly holding Rory's shoulders. "You…and your sibling… are not accidents …or mistakes… you hear me?"
"Yes, mommy," Rory nodded.
Lorelai looked at her eight year old dead serious, "Fate gave you to me for a reason… fate let me get pregnant now for a reason… so you could have a brother or sister to play with… okay?" Lorelai felt all parties involved needed to hear that message, Luke as much as Rory, as much as herself. Lorelai was preemptively planting defensive seeds against Emily Gilmore's opinion on the subject. Lorelai decided to protect Rory, she should tell Emily about their news, and she would do it alone, that is, if she told her judgmental mother at all.
Luke shifted uncomfortably, like he was intruding on a private conversation, but appreciated and agreed with Lorelai's firm opinion. Well, not the fate stuff. Lorelai looked like she was going to cry again over the declaration yet held strong.
"Okay," Rory agreed again with her mother's perspective on fate.
Realizing she put an intense vibe on the visit, Lorelai forced a smile to cover her emotional reaction, Lorelai shooed Rory along, "Rory why don't you go feed the swans," Lorelai suggested, "… I want to talk to Luke for a minute."
Rory gasped, "It's almost six," and Rory ran down toward the pond and potting shed.
"She has …swan food?" Luke asked curiously.
"We save the crusts from sandwiches for the swans, or if Sookie gives us stale bread from the kitchen."
"Huh… nice," Luke had a glimpse of what a kind, wonderful, fun mother Lorelai was already, regardless of her young age and early start; rather because of her young age and early start. Obviously, Rory was really smart and well adjusted despite her unique upbringing. Luke knew he wasn't that good with kids, they always asked too many questions, they seemed to be always sticky, Rory had been the exception to his previous experience. Luke hoped that he could somehow talk to his own child without feeling like an idiot. Perhaps relating to Rory would be good practice for when the baby came.
"Well, it's become a tradition so," Lorelai looked down at her still flat stomach knowing it would gradually grow over the impending months. Lorelai had to turn to Luke and explain, "Look… because of one night…I mean, I don't want to imply that her or her sibling," looking down at her stomach again, "That either of them was… a mistake but in a way… I didn't really expect either of them...we didn't plan to…"
"Lorelai … we have to accept what we are dealt," Luke used the words of his father again, words William Danes had said after Luke's mother died, and when they found out William had cancer. Luke felt compelled to take Lorelai's hand again, "And make the best of it, and you're right… you got pregnant for a reason. It's not like… the baby isn't wanted..."
Lorelai was surprised by Luke touching her hand again, she wanted to pull away, but she merely looked up at Luke with surprise, "Wanted?"
Luke had been thinking about their situation the last few days, of being all alone with nothing else to think about, and how one night changed all that. Luke confessed, "Look, the way my life has been, I never thought I'd have a family of my own. Without my dad… and my mom. Well, I have a sister but we don't really talk much… only if she needs money or help moving… you know…"
"Luke?"
"This is my kid, Lorelai …this is going to be my family, and I really would like to know him or her..."
"I know," Lorelai said quietly, "I just wanted to say...you're a good man."
Not expecting the compliment, Luke chuckled and segued, "And well, we should get better acquainted; you, me, and Rory…I mean we're like a …makeshift family now, we are connected, all of us … from now on…because of this baby."
"Yeah, I guess so," Lorelai smiled at the sentiment, she had never heard such a thing from Christopher. To Christopher relatives were something to be avoided; to Luke however, it seemed families were something to be embraced. It was hard to give in, to trust Luke and believe in Luke, that these sentiments were true. That she had really found a good, honest decent man. Lorelai's past experience gave her too many reasons to doubt. "I mean,… you are her sibling's father." Still the passion in his voice, the seriousness of his face, the kindness of his eyes, Lorelai could almost feel her cold shoulder melting a bit. it helped that he was still holding her hand.
Luke could see Lorelai becoming a little more relaxed around him, so he decided to try to even the playing field; she invited him to the Inn where she was comfortable, he wanted to return the favor. "So I was thinking, you know, to help with the getting to know each other…well, you could come by my place for dinner. Tomorrow night. Both of you," Luke made sure to include Rory in the invitation not wanting Lorelai to think he was only after getting her alone again.
The invitation surprised her, "Oh, well, sure. That sounds…nice," She feigned.
"Great. I'm cooking. So you don't have to bring anything."
"Aw well, good because I don't cook; like at all"
Luke smiled; he was already learning more about her. "Um, I think you know where my apartment is," Luke offered wryly.
"I think I've seen it from time to time," she smiled back, both now able to chuckle at her lawbreaking desperation.
"Well, I'll just pick you up; make it easier, Tomorrow night? Does that work for you?"
"Um, sure. Why not?" Lorelai was surprised to hear herself say.
Luke was about to leave, "Great, Um, I'm just going say goodbye to Rory. you want me to tell her about dinner?"
"No that's okay, I'll do it. but say goodbye." CRAP on things!
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Lorelai poked her head into the kitchen, "Hey Anton, I need Sookie. She has an admirer who wants to meet the chef who created the sublime zucchini soup."
Sookie's face lit up as she sought Anton's approval to go and seek her compliment; Lorelai felt appropriately guilty that there was no such compliment paying customer; she only said it to get Sookie out of the kitchen to talk to her.
Sookie came into the dining room, looking for the admiring diner, however Lorelai merely pulled her out of the dining room and to a seclude corner of the library to talk.
"Where's my admirer?" Sookie asked disappointed.
"I'm sorry; I had to say something so we could talk."
"I don't have an admirer?" Sookie sunk.
"Of course you do, tons, it's just I needed to tell you... Rory knows."
"What? That girl knows lots of things."
"About my little expectant package..."
"What package? Did you order something?"
Lorelai harshly whispered, "For crying out loud, the baby!"
"Oh, she does, how did she take it?"
"Pretty well," Lorelai nodded, "Although, she wants to do research to learn how this happened to her mother. she thought maybe her dad and I were back together."
"And when she learned it wasn't Chris'," Sookie encouraged the story telling.
"She still took it pretty well," Lorelai shrugged.
"So the father knows, Rory knows."
"Yes. And he wants to have dinner," Lorelai complained.
"The father? Isn't that how this happened in the first place?" gesturing to Lorelai's stomach.
"Ha ha, we didn't even have dinner that night," Lorelai grumbled, "He just wants to get to know Rory better, make her comfortable around him."
"He invited Rory too, that's so sweet," Sookie put her hand over her heart.
"Yeah it is," Lorelai frowned.
"You don't seem happy about it."
"I don't know which would be easier, if he just left us alone so I could hate him for not wanting to be around us, pulling a Christopher. OR this..." Lorelai fidgeted her hands.
"What... this?" Sookie asked, tried to mimic Lorelai's motion.
"You know, getting to know each other, getting used to each other, having to put up with each other just because... you know," again referring to her stomach.
"Well, if you can rekindle what you had that night..."
"No, no rekindling..."Lorelai said emphatically.
"Why not?" Sookie, a hopeless romantic, asked exasperated.
"Because... we just can't."
"Oh, well as long as you have a solid reason like that.... is it because maybe you really like him? maybe you could have a relationship with him since he's NOT running away like Christopher did. He's staying for the long haul."
"Because, I don't want Rory to get hurt. if she gets attached to..." Lorelai almost said his name, but thankfully stopped herself, "him and if he leaves, I don't want her to go through that."
"Is it really Rory you're worried about? or you."
"What?"
"That you don't want your baby's daddy to hurt you, break your heart again, like Christopher did."
"Um I'm not interested in my baby's daddy that way."
"Really? you just take your clothes off for any man?"
"Of course not!"
"Lorelai, you told me before, that night was special, romantic, magic! Why not have that every day with your baby's daddy?"
"Because it just can't happen. now you have to get back to work and so do I."
"Okay, but oh, when are you going to tell Mia?"
"Soon, I just want to make sure there is something to tell, you know."
"Alright, well, I think you should go to dinner with the daddy, have a great time and see what happens. Oh maybe bring some movies!"
"Movies?"
"Yeah, that way you won't have to talk too much, you could just be...in the same room, and then talk about the movie or talk when you're comfortable enough to."
"Maybe; that could work. although that could just prolong the agony."
"Or maybe if Rory falls asleep, you two can ... you know," Sookie insinuated again.
"Not happening Sookie."
"Fine, but maybe after you go have this dinner get-together, you could tell me his name so i don't have to keep calling him your baby's daddy."
"Where did you learn that phrase, anyway?"
"What I'm cool, I'm hip, I'm in the know..." Sookie gestured like a rapper nearly knocking over a lamp which Lorelai caught, then gave Sookie a look.
Sookie confessed, "I fell asleep with BET on the other night."
"See, that I can believe."
Both headed back to work as Lorelai dreaded the dinner with her baby's daddy.
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"That was all God given Talent" - Thank you Luke
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TBC…what's going to happen NEXT!!! EEK!
A/N: Thank you all for READING and REVIEWING.
I love you all!
"Cause your memory it lingers and the time moves so slow, I just never been that good at letting go…"
R/R: PLEASE, I like to better myself. To quote The Princess Bride,
"...Remember this is for posterity ... so be honest."
Please be specific with R/R; name one (or as many as you can think of or want to mention…) At least one specific thing you liked
Please! It makes me feel good...inside (Dirty!)
Hence the Rant option below.
Insert Rant here V
A/N: if not completely satisfied with this chapter, please return unused portion for a full refund...