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The story starts after the season finale.
'Life is too quiet,' Lorelai thought to herself as she navigated the mansion-lined streets on her way out of Hartford. Rory had been in Washington for almost a month now and Lorelai's life had become so boring that she found herself even looking forward to Friday's in Hartford because they at least provided some entertainment. For example, tonight her mother had taken advantage of Rory's absence to once again try and set her up with another country club reject. After she found out about Christopher and Sherry and their "happy news" Emily became renewed in her efforts to settle Lorelai down.
"I need a burger," she said aloud to break the silence in the car. She was just about to head to Luke's but the thought of the frosty greeting she would receive stopped her in her tracks. No matter how many times she apologized or tried talking to him nothing ever seemed to help. Last week she finally stopped going to the diner in the mornings and just began eating breakfast at the inn, along with most of her other meals. With Rory gone another month any desire she ever felt towards cooking, which wasn't much, disappeared. Resigned, Lorelai turned onto her street hoping that somewhere in the back of the fridge there was something edible.
"Morning Sookie, is there coffee ready?" Lorelai asked as she walked into the kitchen at the inn.
"Yeah, I just brewed a fresh pot. Are you okay, you look a little tired?" Sookie said, looking up from the mixing bowl she was busily throwing various things into.
"I'm just reeling from another one of my mother's fix-ups."
"Isn't that like the second one this month?"
"The third. She is just so upset about what happened with Christopher she's compensating by auctioning me off to the highest bidder."
"And how are you doing about the whole Christopher situation? You still holding up okay?"
"Sookie, you have asked me that everyday since you got back from your honeymoon, and everyday I've told you that I'm doing okay. Yeah, sure, I'm not 'the hills are alive with the sound of music' okay, but I'm running a pretty close second here."
"I just don't want you to think that you have to put on a brave face for me, that's all."
"Trust me Sookie, I have no problem showing you a real face. Especially one this pretty."
"Well, at least your self confidence hasn't been phased."
"Like that could ever happen. Oh, hey, has Ms. Patty called?"
"I don't know, try asking Michel."
"And listen to him rant about me turning him into my personal secretary and then demanding to have Professional Assistants Day off? I needed to get out anyway, I'll just stop by Patty's and see if she has the patterns for the Fourth of July Festival ready yet."
"Oh, speaking off, if you see Taylor, ask him if he's looked at my plans for the picnic yet. I have everything all mapped out but you know how Taylor is."
"Capable of running a Fourth Reich?"
"Exactly."
Please, please give feedback, good, bad, whatever.
The story starts after the season finale.
'Life is too quiet,' Lorelai thought to herself as she navigated the mansion-lined streets on her way out of Hartford. Rory had been in Washington for almost a month now and Lorelai's life had become so boring that she found herself even looking forward to Friday's in Hartford because they at least provided some entertainment. For example, tonight her mother had taken advantage of Rory's absence to once again try and set her up with another country club reject. After she found out about Christopher and Sherry and their "happy news" Emily became renewed in her efforts to settle Lorelai down.
"I need a burger," she said aloud to break the silence in the car. She was just about to head to Luke's but the thought of the frosty greeting she would receive stopped her in her tracks. No matter how many times she apologized or tried talking to him nothing ever seemed to help. Last week she finally stopped going to the diner in the mornings and just began eating breakfast at the inn, along with most of her other meals. With Rory gone another month any desire she ever felt towards cooking, which wasn't much, disappeared. Resigned, Lorelai turned onto her street hoping that somewhere in the back of the fridge there was something edible.
"Morning Sookie, is there coffee ready?" Lorelai asked as she walked into the kitchen at the inn.
"Yeah, I just brewed a fresh pot. Are you okay, you look a little tired?" Sookie said, looking up from the mixing bowl she was busily throwing various things into.
"I'm just reeling from another one of my mother's fix-ups."
"Isn't that like the second one this month?"
"The third. She is just so upset about what happened with Christopher she's compensating by auctioning me off to the highest bidder."
"And how are you doing about the whole Christopher situation? You still holding up okay?"
"Sookie, you have asked me that everyday since you got back from your honeymoon, and everyday I've told you that I'm doing okay. Yeah, sure, I'm not 'the hills are alive with the sound of music' okay, but I'm running a pretty close second here."
"I just don't want you to think that you have to put on a brave face for me, that's all."
"Trust me Sookie, I have no problem showing you a real face. Especially one this pretty."
"Well, at least your self confidence hasn't been phased."
"Like that could ever happen. Oh, hey, has Ms. Patty called?"
"I don't know, try asking Michel."
"And listen to him rant about me turning him into my personal secretary and then demanding to have Professional Assistants Day off? I needed to get out anyway, I'll just stop by Patty's and see if she has the patterns for the Fourth of July Festival ready yet."
"Oh, speaking off, if you see Taylor, ask him if he's looked at my plans for the picnic yet. I have everything all mapped out but you know how Taylor is."
"Capable of running a Fourth Reich?"
"Exactly."
