A/N-Thanks for the awesome reviews! Here's chapter 13.
Disclaimer: I DON'T own Gilmore Girls or any of the characters. Amy Sherman Pallidino does. She'd really lucky. I am not making any money off of this story either. I do own this story though because I wrote it.
Chapter Thirteen- Awakening
Lorelai pushed open the emergency room doors as Luke followed close behind. She walked up to the secretary's desk and noticed that it was the same lady that was there when Rory fractured her wrist. "Hi, remember me? I'm looking for my dad, Richard Gilmore. He had a heart attack this morning."
The secretary, remembering Lorelai, didn't even bother telling her to take a seat. "Room 3B."
Lorelai nodded and motioned for Luke to follow her. A minute later, when they found room 3B, Lorelai noticed that the door was slightly open. She peeked through it and saw Emily sitting on a chair next to an unconscious Richard, holding both his hands in her own. "Do you want me to wait out here?" Luke asked Lorelai.
"No, come with me." Lorelai took Luke's left hand and held it as she slowly entered the room. "Mom, hi."
Emily looked up from Richard, startled. "Lorelai, he's still unconscious! The doctors say that if he doesn't wake up in the next 24 hours, he'll slip into a coma! What am I going to do? I can't live without him!" Emily wept, completely oblivious to Luke.
Seeing her mother like this, Lorelai's eyes built up with tears once again. "Oh, Mom don't say that."
Luke felt as though, these two women should be alone, so he let go of Lorelai's hand and whispered, "I'm going to go get the two of you some coffee, all right?" Lorelai nodded as Luke quietly slipped out of the room and closed the door behind him.
Lorelai pulled an empty chair from the corner of the room and placed it next to her moms. "Do they have any idea why this happened?"
"They said that things like this always happens to men your fathers age. It's not unusual, they say. I suppose they're right, but Richard is a healthy man. He doesn't deserve this." Emily started to sob again.
"You're right mom. Dad didn't deserve this. But it happened to him and all we can do is wait for him to wake up. And he will, wake up I mean, because he's strong, and he knows that the world would suck without him." Lorelai gave Emily a weak smile and in return, Emily smiled back.
"Yes, it would suck." Emily smiled. Lorelai giggled after hearing her mother use the word suck. "What?" Emily asked.
"Nothing mom." Lorelai giggled.
"There must be something, because this is not a laughing matter and you're laughing." Emily pressed.
Just then there was a knock at the door, saving Lorelai from having to explain herself. Lorelai answered. "Oh, hey Luke."
"Hi Lorelai, Mrs. Gilmore." Luke handed each woman a cup of coffee.
"Hello Luke." Emily greeted.
"So, how's Mr. Gilmore doing?" Luke asked. He didn't know that a simple question like that, could set Emily off into another batch of tears. "Oh, Mrs. Gilmore, I didn't know-"
"That's quite all right Luke. Now if you'll excuse me, I would like to get some air."
"Of course." Luke answered.
Emily left, leaving Lorelai and Luke alone with Richard. "I better go talk to my mom." Lorelai said. "And you know, if you want, you could talk to him." Luke nodded so Lorelai, somewhat reluctantly, left closing the door behind her.
Luke walked over to the chair Emily was sitting in moments ago. He looked at Richard and starting talking. "Hi Mr. Gilmore. I've never been big on the whole, 'talking-to-people-while-they're-unconscious' thing, since they probably can't hear you because you're sleeping, and you can't hear people while they're talking to you while you're sleeping, so why bother while they're unconscious? I don't think you know me well, we've met before, but I'm one of Lorelai's friends, Luke. I own the diner in Stars-Hollow you visited one time. Anyway, it would be great if you'd, you know, wake up, because, your wife is really miserable, not to mention Lorelai. They love you a lot, and really want you to be okay. So... Lorelai told me that you started working again. You must really like what you do, since you're back to work after retiring a while ago. I can't picture myself retiring. I think I'll be working at the diner until I die." Luke paused. "So, I have a nephew living with me now, Jess. He's a good kid. I don't know if Lorelai has mentioned him but if she did, it was probably something about how bad of a kid she thinks he is. But I like him, and Rory likes him even though most of the town hates him. And he likes Rory. They both like books and the same music and stuff so they like spending time together talking about books and music and stuff. Anyway, Lorelai and Mrs. Gilmore should be back soon, so I'll just shut-up now before I get caught talking to someone that can't even hear me." Luke sat back in his chair and watched Richard.
"So you're Luke?" Richard asked in a low voice. Luke jumped in surprise, as Richard opened his eyes.
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"Jess?" Rory asked in a whiny voice.
"Jess looked up from his book. "What?" He asked, mocking the voice Rory used.
"I'm bored." She said mocking his mocked version of her mocking.
"Then read." Jess said mocking Rory's mocked version of him mocking Rory's mocking. (A/N-Huh??)
"What?" Rory asked in her normal voice.
"Rory, this is a book store's storage room. I'm sure you can find something to read." Jess walked up to the shelf. "Here," he said throwing a damaged book at Rory. "Mansfield Park." Rory looked down at the book in her hands and smiled at Jess. "Go on, Fanny's waiting for you."
An hour later, Rory put down her finished book. "I'm bored." She whined.
"Done already?" Jess asked.
"Yeah."
"Well, what do you wanna do?" Rory looked like she was about to say something annoying. "Besides whine about how bored you are." Rory closed her mouth.
A minute later Rory disturbed Jess from his book once again. "Let's talk." She suggested.
"About what?" Jess asked without looking up from his book, Pride and Prejudice.
"Anything." Rory took the book from him. "How about, I ask you a question, and you answer, then you ask me one and I answer. Won't that be fun?"
"When I'm with you, Rory, everything is fun." Jess said sarcastically.
Rory ignored him and asked the first question. "What was the first book you've ever read?"
Jess thought for a moment. "I don't know. Something about shapes."
Rory laughed. "Something with a little more pages."
"Well the first serious book I've ever read was A Tale of Two Cities, I think."
"Ah, my friend Charlie huh?"
"That would be him, yes. How 'bout you?"
"Emma."
"Could've guessed it."
"Am I that predictable?"
"I guess so."
"Well maybe I should start doing more things on impulse rather than routine, huh?"
"That would fix the predictability thing, yes."
The next thing Rory did surprised both Jess and herself.
A/N- Hey everyone!!! So how's life? Well it would be really great if you reviewed this extremely well written chapter. HAH!!! Well written?????? Are you kidding me?? No wait, YOU'RE not kidding me, I'M kidding myself. Have I ever written a well-written chapter? NOPE, but I have to admit, I try. Which makes the no-well-written-chapter thing that much more of a disgrace. I'm sorry, am I making any sense??? Probably not. Okay anyway, could you please review??? Thanks.
Disclaimer: I DON'T own Gilmore Girls or any of the characters. Amy Sherman Pallidino does. She'd really lucky. I am not making any money off of this story either. I do own this story though because I wrote it.
Chapter Thirteen- Awakening
Lorelai pushed open the emergency room doors as Luke followed close behind. She walked up to the secretary's desk and noticed that it was the same lady that was there when Rory fractured her wrist. "Hi, remember me? I'm looking for my dad, Richard Gilmore. He had a heart attack this morning."
The secretary, remembering Lorelai, didn't even bother telling her to take a seat. "Room 3B."
Lorelai nodded and motioned for Luke to follow her. A minute later, when they found room 3B, Lorelai noticed that the door was slightly open. She peeked through it and saw Emily sitting on a chair next to an unconscious Richard, holding both his hands in her own. "Do you want me to wait out here?" Luke asked Lorelai.
"No, come with me." Lorelai took Luke's left hand and held it as she slowly entered the room. "Mom, hi."
Emily looked up from Richard, startled. "Lorelai, he's still unconscious! The doctors say that if he doesn't wake up in the next 24 hours, he'll slip into a coma! What am I going to do? I can't live without him!" Emily wept, completely oblivious to Luke.
Seeing her mother like this, Lorelai's eyes built up with tears once again. "Oh, Mom don't say that."
Luke felt as though, these two women should be alone, so he let go of Lorelai's hand and whispered, "I'm going to go get the two of you some coffee, all right?" Lorelai nodded as Luke quietly slipped out of the room and closed the door behind him.
Lorelai pulled an empty chair from the corner of the room and placed it next to her moms. "Do they have any idea why this happened?"
"They said that things like this always happens to men your fathers age. It's not unusual, they say. I suppose they're right, but Richard is a healthy man. He doesn't deserve this." Emily started to sob again.
"You're right mom. Dad didn't deserve this. But it happened to him and all we can do is wait for him to wake up. And he will, wake up I mean, because he's strong, and he knows that the world would suck without him." Lorelai gave Emily a weak smile and in return, Emily smiled back.
"Yes, it would suck." Emily smiled. Lorelai giggled after hearing her mother use the word suck. "What?" Emily asked.
"Nothing mom." Lorelai giggled.
"There must be something, because this is not a laughing matter and you're laughing." Emily pressed.
Just then there was a knock at the door, saving Lorelai from having to explain herself. Lorelai answered. "Oh, hey Luke."
"Hi Lorelai, Mrs. Gilmore." Luke handed each woman a cup of coffee.
"Hello Luke." Emily greeted.
"So, how's Mr. Gilmore doing?" Luke asked. He didn't know that a simple question like that, could set Emily off into another batch of tears. "Oh, Mrs. Gilmore, I didn't know-"
"That's quite all right Luke. Now if you'll excuse me, I would like to get some air."
"Of course." Luke answered.
Emily left, leaving Lorelai and Luke alone with Richard. "I better go talk to my mom." Lorelai said. "And you know, if you want, you could talk to him." Luke nodded so Lorelai, somewhat reluctantly, left closing the door behind her.
Luke walked over to the chair Emily was sitting in moments ago. He looked at Richard and starting talking. "Hi Mr. Gilmore. I've never been big on the whole, 'talking-to-people-while-they're-unconscious' thing, since they probably can't hear you because you're sleeping, and you can't hear people while they're talking to you while you're sleeping, so why bother while they're unconscious? I don't think you know me well, we've met before, but I'm one of Lorelai's friends, Luke. I own the diner in Stars-Hollow you visited one time. Anyway, it would be great if you'd, you know, wake up, because, your wife is really miserable, not to mention Lorelai. They love you a lot, and really want you to be okay. So... Lorelai told me that you started working again. You must really like what you do, since you're back to work after retiring a while ago. I can't picture myself retiring. I think I'll be working at the diner until I die." Luke paused. "So, I have a nephew living with me now, Jess. He's a good kid. I don't know if Lorelai has mentioned him but if she did, it was probably something about how bad of a kid she thinks he is. But I like him, and Rory likes him even though most of the town hates him. And he likes Rory. They both like books and the same music and stuff so they like spending time together talking about books and music and stuff. Anyway, Lorelai and Mrs. Gilmore should be back soon, so I'll just shut-up now before I get caught talking to someone that can't even hear me." Luke sat back in his chair and watched Richard.
"So you're Luke?" Richard asked in a low voice. Luke jumped in surprise, as Richard opened his eyes.
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"Jess?" Rory asked in a whiny voice.
"Jess looked up from his book. "What?" He asked, mocking the voice Rory used.
"I'm bored." She said mocking his mocked version of her mocking.
"Then read." Jess said mocking Rory's mocked version of him mocking Rory's mocking. (A/N-Huh??)
"What?" Rory asked in her normal voice.
"Rory, this is a book store's storage room. I'm sure you can find something to read." Jess walked up to the shelf. "Here," he said throwing a damaged book at Rory. "Mansfield Park." Rory looked down at the book in her hands and smiled at Jess. "Go on, Fanny's waiting for you."
An hour later, Rory put down her finished book. "I'm bored." She whined.
"Done already?" Jess asked.
"Yeah."
"Well, what do you wanna do?" Rory looked like she was about to say something annoying. "Besides whine about how bored you are." Rory closed her mouth.
A minute later Rory disturbed Jess from his book once again. "Let's talk." She suggested.
"About what?" Jess asked without looking up from his book, Pride and Prejudice.
"Anything." Rory took the book from him. "How about, I ask you a question, and you answer, then you ask me one and I answer. Won't that be fun?"
"When I'm with you, Rory, everything is fun." Jess said sarcastically.
Rory ignored him and asked the first question. "What was the first book you've ever read?"
Jess thought for a moment. "I don't know. Something about shapes."
Rory laughed. "Something with a little more pages."
"Well the first serious book I've ever read was A Tale of Two Cities, I think."
"Ah, my friend Charlie huh?"
"That would be him, yes. How 'bout you?"
"Emma."
"Could've guessed it."
"Am I that predictable?"
"I guess so."
"Well maybe I should start doing more things on impulse rather than routine, huh?"
"That would fix the predictability thing, yes."
The next thing Rory did surprised both Jess and herself.
A/N- Hey everyone!!! So how's life? Well it would be really great if you reviewed this extremely well written chapter. HAH!!! Well written?????? Are you kidding me?? No wait, YOU'RE not kidding me, I'M kidding myself. Have I ever written a well-written chapter? NOPE, but I have to admit, I try. Which makes the no-well-written-chapter thing that much more of a disgrace. I'm sorry, am I making any sense??? Probably not. Okay anyway, could you please review??? Thanks.