The Wedding Part 2
By Steph (awriter78@hotmail.com)
A/N #1--Thanks to all the reviews for Part One. I wasn't too thrilled with it and I hope this part is an improvement. Part 3(if you want it) will probably be up in a few days. Please R/R.
A/N #2--Okay, I have a question. I'm sort of new to this site and I know what Java Junkies and Jory and Trories are, but will someone please tell me what a Narco (??) is. Thanks. I'm really curious.
It had to be a dream. No one sane would be ringing the doorbell at five in the morning on a Sunday. That was it, a dream. The doorbell rang again.
Lorelai groaned and walked sleepily downstairs. She yawned and open the door.
"Hey, just thought…" Sookie stopped. "Just thought I would stop by before we left for the honeymoon. Did I wake you up?"
"Of course you did," Lorelai said. "It's five in the morning."
Sookie laughed. "Ten by my watch."
Lorelai let her in. "Ten, huh?"
"I asked you yesterday at the wedding if I could come over and give you some last minute instructions for the inn. You know for my temporary replacement."
"And I said yes?"
"Yes."
"Was I intoxicated?"
"I don't think so. Why are you so tired? The wedding ended early."
"Rory and I went to the video store and rented all the wedding-themed videos we could find. We watched
a few, but stopped and had a meaningful conversation."
"About what?"
"Chris."
"How's she taking everything?"
"I think she's a little upset, but doesn't want to show it and upset me more."
"Did you tell her about Luke?"
Lorelai shook her head. "Poor girl had enough to think about last night. I was planning on telling her when she wakes up."
"So are you and Luke together now?"
"I don't know. We're taking things really slow. Elderly turtle slow."
"Elderly turtle?"
"I just woke up. It usually takes me a few minutes before I become witty."
"Gotcha. I should probably get going. Jackson's waiting in the car. Here are the instructions."
"Thanks."
"Say bye to Rory for me."
"Will do. Have fun."
"We will."
Once Sookie left, Lorelai walked back upstairs intending to go back to bed. She heard Rory call her and
walked into her room.
"Who was at the door?"
"Sookie."
"It's like five in the morning."
Lorelai laughed. "You got any room in there?"
Rory rolled over and Lorelai got into bed with her. "Do you think you can go back to sleep?"
"I don't know," Rory mumbled.
"I can sing you a lullaby," Lorelai said stroking her daughter's hair. In what she hoped was a soothing voice, she sang, "It's getting hot in here…so take off all your clothes. I am…getting so hot…I'm gonna take my clothes off."
A second passed before Rory turned to face her smiling. "Where did you learn that?"
"Um…Dean?"
Rory laughed. "Try again."
"Mrs. Kim?"
"Go back to sleep," Rory said.
Lorelai closed her eyes when the phone rang, "When did we get so popular?" Rory didn't answer; she had fallen back asleep.
"You weren't still sleeping, were you? It's ten-fifteen," Emily said into the phone.
"No, Mom, I've been up for hours. I've already cleaned the bathroom, run a mile and cooked a full week's worth of dinners that we can freeze and then eat at our convenience." Then she yawned.
"That's what I thought," Emily said. "Now I wanted to talk about our agreement."
"Agreement?" Lorelai asked.
"You will attend two functions of my choosing, dressed in proper attire and without your usual comments."
"Right," Lorelai said. "I almost forgot."
"I hadn't," Emily remarked dryly. "Now for the first function, you have your choice between two events. Are you ready to hear?"
"I'm all ears." She yawned again.
"That's very rude. Anyway, the first event is for Saturday. Do you remember your father's former business associate John Birmingham?"
"No."
"Well, John and his third wife Amber, are having a party for their fifth wedding anniversary. It should be a wonderful event. Fancy dress, of course."
"Of course." Lorelai said. "I will consider it. What's the other event?"
"Well," Emily said. "Just come to Friday night dinner here."
Lorelai knew there was more to it. "But we do that anyway."
"Come to Friday night dinner and bring your boyfriend with you."
"Mom, I don't have a boyfriend. You must be thinking of Rory. She has a boyfriend. He's very tall and has floppy hair. He's floppy-headed. Or is it floppy-haired?"
"No, Lorelai, I can differentiate between my daughter and my granddaughter. Bring the Iceman to dinner."
"Mom, the Iceman isn't my boyfriend. We might start seeing each other in the near future, but we aren't official. Wait, how did you know that?"
"I just did. Those are your two choices. Let me know what you decide so I can tell the Birminghams."
"Sure."
"So where's Rory?" Emily asked.
"Painting the house."
"Have her call me whenever she wakes up," Emily said before hanging up.
"So there's something I kind of have to tell you," Lorelai said to Rory as they walked to Luke's for breakfast.
"What's that?" Rory asked.
"Let's just say if Luke happens to give me some extra pancakes today, you shouldn't be too surprised."
"You two finally made up?"
"Yeah, you could say that. Rory?"
"What?"
"Let's just say if Luke happens to kiss me today, you shouldn't be too surprised."
Rory stopped walking. She turned to her mother. "What?"
"Ummm…yesterday Luke and I took the expression 'kiss and make up' literally. And we might start seeing each other. Are you okay with that?"
Rory nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine with that. What happened?"
"I'll tell you everything when we're done with breakfast." They had reached the diner.
"Or you can tell everyone in the diner."
"That's a good idea. Luke'll love that. Come on," Lorelai said. "Extra pancakes await me."
"I didn't get any extra pancakes," Lorelai said.
"Nope, that's a regular stack," Rory said. "I guess the magic's gone already."
"Stay right here," Lorelai said. She walked over to the counter. "Hey there."
"Hey," Luke said smiling. "How're your pancakes?"
"Good. I thought you would give me some extra."
"Did you ask for extra pancakes?" he asked patiently.
"Well, no. I thought it might be implied."
"Nope."
"I thought it might be a benefit to dating the diner guy."
"Did you ever think that there might be some non-food related benefits to dating the diner guy?" he asked.
She laughed. "Dirty."
He looked down. "I didn't mean that."
"Look, do you have a second?" she asked.
"Sure, what's up?" he asked.
" I have to ask you a favor."
He walked out from behind the counter to face her. "What's that?"
"What are you doing on Friday?"
He watched her for a second. "Are you asking me out?"
She grinned. "Yes and no."
"Explain."
"Well you know how Rory and I go to dinner every week at my parent's house."
"Yes."
"My mom somehow got word of the fact that we will probably start dating each other very soon and wants you to come."
"Oh," he said.
"And if you come out, I'll let you pick the next two dates. Where we go, what we do. I won't argue."
"Wow," he said. "That's a pretty tempting offer. So the juice bar and batting cages it is."
She made a face. "I was joking when I said that. Is that what's really involved in a Luke Danes night of romance?"
"What if it is?" he asked.
"Then I would do it…" She looked at him. He wouldn't meet her eyes. "Oh, that's not funny."
He smiled. "I thought it was."
"You had me going for a second. So you'll come on Friday?"
"I guess so."
"Good," she said. "Will you get all embarrassed if I kiss you?"
"What? Here?" he asked, before she kissed him hard. When they broke apart, she tapped him on his nose and skipped back to the table.
"Did I miss anything?" Lorelai asked Rory innocently.
Rory rolled her eyes. "Well, see how everybody in the diner is looking at our table…"
"Yeah. I guess that would be because of Luke and me, huh?"
"I have a pretty good hunch."
At that point, Luke walked over them. His face was slightly red and he didn't meet either of their eyes.
"Here," he said placing two plates with extra pancakes on the table.
"That's what I'm talking about," Lorelai said. "Some mothers tell their daughters to go after doctors or lawyers. Rory, if you want to be happy, go after a man who can cook."
"I'll keep it in mind," Rory said, nodding. "Thanks Luke."
"Yeah, thanks," Lorelai said.
"Lorelai," he said.
"What?"
"Thursday night. Dinner, okay?"
"Okay," she said. He nodded and left.
"Are people still looking at me?" Lorelai asked.
Rory looked up from her extra pancakes. "Yes."
"Are you really okay with everything?" Lorelai asked. "About me and Luke?"
"Do you think the extra pancakes will become a regular thing?"
"I'll work on it."
"I'm happy for you. Are you happy?" she asked.
Lorelai paused. "I think I am. Or I will be until Friday."
To be continued…