A/N- Lorelai and Luke it is then. Thanks for all the reviews guys. They
make writing this fan fic, that much funner. (Microsoft Word says that
FUNNER isn't a word. Isn't that stupid? Well anyway, back to the fic.)
Chapter Eleven- The Call
"ANDREW, get us out of here!" Rory screamed while banging on the door. "The door is locked! We need you to open it for us!"
Jess grabbed Rory's arms, stopping her from any further banging. "Rory, he can't here us. Look under the small crack at the bottom of the door." Rory did. "See it's pitch black. He forgot about us Rory, and closed up. It's no use, banging on the door. You're giving me a headache. Not to mention, bruising your hands and hurting your throat."
"How am I hurting my throat?" Rory asked looking down at the floor.
"You're screaming like you've just seen Taylor naked!"
"Wow. How can two people be so much alike, yet hate each other so much?" Rory muttered, remembering the time her mother said the same thing.
"What?"
"Nothing." Rory looked up at Jess. "I'll stop screaming for help. I know it's no use, but I've never been locked up in a storage room before. Oooh, except for one time when I was like six, me and my mom were at a 7-11 in Hartford, and my mom wanted to see if they had any more jawbreakers in the storage room cause there were none left on the racks, so we walked in and mom closed the door behind us because she thought it was safer that way, so we wouldn't get caught. Then when we couldn't find any we tried opening the door, but it was locked, so we ended up having to scream for help and knock on the door until the guy at the register heard us. When we got out he asked us what we were doing in there, mom told him that her cat walked in and we had to find her. The guy didn't believe us but he let us go anyway. It was a very frightening experience."
"I'm sure it was." Jess said and rolled his eyes.
"So, what do we do now?"
"I don't know. Do you have a hair pin or something?"
"No, I took them out before you sprayed my hair and left them on the couch."
"Well I don't have anything either. Do you have a cell phone, or a pager? Maybe we could call somebody for help." Jess suggested.
"Oh, I have my pager!" Rory grabbed her handbag and searched through it for her pager. When she couldn't find it, she spilled out the contents. One book, The Fountain Head, a half eaten chocolate bar, her wallet, two pens, a hairbrush, and a yet to be opened, box of tic-tacs. "Dammit. I must have left it in my room. Do you have a cell phone?"
Jess laughed. "Do you really think Luke would let me have a cell phone? Plus, why would I need one? I hardly use the phone as it as."
"What are we gonna do? Andrew's not going to come back until tomorrow morning. By then, I'll be dead, because the only thing I ate the day before was half a chocolate bar."
Jess reached into the pocket at his knee and pulled out two bags of pop tarts. "And some of your friends, breakfast." He said as he tossed Rory a bag.
"Oooh, 'do it your self' icing!"
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"Luke!" Lorelai called as she walked into the diner.
"Hey. Did your stomach detonate okay?" Luke joked as her as he came from out of the back. Lorelai sat at the counter.
"I'm hungry." She whined.
"You just ate thirty minutes ago!"
"I know, but in order to maintain my figure, I must eat every half an hour."
"That makes sense." Luke said sarcastically.
"Doesn't it?"
"What do you want?" Luke asked annoyed.
"Just some coffee." Lorelai smiled.
"That's it?"
"That's it."
"I thought you were hungry."
"I changed my mind."
"You had six cups of coffee earlier, why don't you try something else. Maybe some tea, or at least decaf.
Lorelai scoffed. "Are you seriously telling me that I can't have coffee?"
"What if I am?"
"Don't start with me Lucas!"
"All right, tea it is." Luke headed toward the pot of tea.
"No please! I'll never call you Lucas ever again! Don't do this to me Luke!" Just then Lorelei's cell phone rang. "When I get back, they're better be coffee waiting for me." Lorelai told Luke and walked out of the diner. She answered her phone. "Hello?"
"Lorelai?" Somebody sniffed on the other end.
"Mom, is that you? What's up?"
"Your father's in the hospital."
A/N- Sorry if this chapter is really short but that is how I wanted it to end. I'll try posting Chapter twelve tomorrow. Please review. The good stuff is coming soon.
Chapter Eleven- The Call
"ANDREW, get us out of here!" Rory screamed while banging on the door. "The door is locked! We need you to open it for us!"
Jess grabbed Rory's arms, stopping her from any further banging. "Rory, he can't here us. Look under the small crack at the bottom of the door." Rory did. "See it's pitch black. He forgot about us Rory, and closed up. It's no use, banging on the door. You're giving me a headache. Not to mention, bruising your hands and hurting your throat."
"How am I hurting my throat?" Rory asked looking down at the floor.
"You're screaming like you've just seen Taylor naked!"
"Wow. How can two people be so much alike, yet hate each other so much?" Rory muttered, remembering the time her mother said the same thing.
"What?"
"Nothing." Rory looked up at Jess. "I'll stop screaming for help. I know it's no use, but I've never been locked up in a storage room before. Oooh, except for one time when I was like six, me and my mom were at a 7-11 in Hartford, and my mom wanted to see if they had any more jawbreakers in the storage room cause there were none left on the racks, so we walked in and mom closed the door behind us because she thought it was safer that way, so we wouldn't get caught. Then when we couldn't find any we tried opening the door, but it was locked, so we ended up having to scream for help and knock on the door until the guy at the register heard us. When we got out he asked us what we were doing in there, mom told him that her cat walked in and we had to find her. The guy didn't believe us but he let us go anyway. It was a very frightening experience."
"I'm sure it was." Jess said and rolled his eyes.
"So, what do we do now?"
"I don't know. Do you have a hair pin or something?"
"No, I took them out before you sprayed my hair and left them on the couch."
"Well I don't have anything either. Do you have a cell phone, or a pager? Maybe we could call somebody for help." Jess suggested.
"Oh, I have my pager!" Rory grabbed her handbag and searched through it for her pager. When she couldn't find it, she spilled out the contents. One book, The Fountain Head, a half eaten chocolate bar, her wallet, two pens, a hairbrush, and a yet to be opened, box of tic-tacs. "Dammit. I must have left it in my room. Do you have a cell phone?"
Jess laughed. "Do you really think Luke would let me have a cell phone? Plus, why would I need one? I hardly use the phone as it as."
"What are we gonna do? Andrew's not going to come back until tomorrow morning. By then, I'll be dead, because the only thing I ate the day before was half a chocolate bar."
Jess reached into the pocket at his knee and pulled out two bags of pop tarts. "And some of your friends, breakfast." He said as he tossed Rory a bag.
"Oooh, 'do it your self' icing!"
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"Luke!" Lorelai called as she walked into the diner.
"Hey. Did your stomach detonate okay?" Luke joked as her as he came from out of the back. Lorelai sat at the counter.
"I'm hungry." She whined.
"You just ate thirty minutes ago!"
"I know, but in order to maintain my figure, I must eat every half an hour."
"That makes sense." Luke said sarcastically.
"Doesn't it?"
"What do you want?" Luke asked annoyed.
"Just some coffee." Lorelai smiled.
"That's it?"
"That's it."
"I thought you were hungry."
"I changed my mind."
"You had six cups of coffee earlier, why don't you try something else. Maybe some tea, or at least decaf.
Lorelai scoffed. "Are you seriously telling me that I can't have coffee?"
"What if I am?"
"Don't start with me Lucas!"
"All right, tea it is." Luke headed toward the pot of tea.
"No please! I'll never call you Lucas ever again! Don't do this to me Luke!" Just then Lorelei's cell phone rang. "When I get back, they're better be coffee waiting for me." Lorelai told Luke and walked out of the diner. She answered her phone. "Hello?"
"Lorelai?" Somebody sniffed on the other end.
"Mom, is that you? What's up?"
"Your father's in the hospital."
A/N- Sorry if this chapter is really short but that is how I wanted it to end. I'll try posting Chapter twelve tomorrow. Please review. The good stuff is coming soon.