"Revolving Satellites Redux" by Gluglug
Chapter Eleven: From the Home Office in Stars Hollow
Spoiler Warning/Timing: Mid - Third Season
Rating: PG -13
Disclaimer: Gilmore Girls and all characters are property of The Dubba Dubba Dubba WB, Dorothy Parker Drank Here Productions and Amy Sherman- Palladino. They don't belong to me, just borrowing.
Summary: Luke open's Lorelai's present and has a chat with Jess.
Luke came upstairs to his apartment. It was dark and Jess was snoring away on his side of the room. He flipped on his bedside light and put the toolbox by the doorway. He took the package out of the toolbox and sat down on the bed. He was exhausted, but before going to bed he wanted to open the gift Lorelai had left for him.
He took the note off the package and opened the letter. There was Garfield staring at him with his trademark smug expression. He read the note and heard Lorelai's voice in his head as if she were reading it to him.
"Luke,
You left Bert behind tonight again. He's very sad and lonely without you and I couldn't stand his tears anymore (I think he's rusting). So I'm returning him to you, he needs to be with his rightful owner.
I know I told you I'd give you some space and I'm trying really hard to leave you alone. But while you figure things out, I wanted to give you something that might help clarify things. Remember I told you I had a list of 45 reasons? Well, I never got the chance to tell you that I've whittled it down to ten.
Kind of like the lists that David Letterman has. So with out any further ado, here's tonight's top ten list, from the home office in Stars Hollow, CT..
Love,
Lorelai"
Luke chuckled at her Letterman reference. He couldn't wait to read her list, so he tore the tissue paper off the package and there it was, in a mahogany picture frame. The frame looked like an antique - it had little carvings of flowers around the edges. It reminded him of some of the carvings he had made on the chuppa. He noticed that the list was on parchment paper and printed with a fancy, official looking font. He took a breath and silently read over the list.
"The Top Ten Reasons Why Lorelai Gilmore loves Luke Danes
Number ten: You keep me in coffee, 'nuff said.
Number nine: You feed me junk food while admonishing my dietary habits. Meaning, you care about me but you also know you can't win!
Number eight: You forgave me even after I told you to go to hell. It took the entire summer, but hey, I needed a number eight.
Number seven: You and your toolbox (dirty!) are handy around the house.
Number six: Your fashion sense is questionable, but it's the man underneath the clothes (sigh!) that counts. Bonus points for letting me dress you up like my own personal Luke doll.
Number five: You paid $52.50 (a bargain!) for my pop tart and Slim Jim filled basket at the auction, and then you fed me Luke burgers under the gazebo. I didn't realize it at the time, but you are the only one who's allowed to bid on my basket. (Is that dirty?)
Number four: You treat Rory like a daughter, and since she comes with the package, that's essential. Extra bonus points for laying down the law with her boyfriends and baking her birthday cakes, with balloons, no less!
Number three: Whenever I need you, you're there. Prime example - you closed the diner and drove me to the hospital when my dad was sick and I know you can't stand hospitals. Thank you.
Number two: You built a beautiful chuppa for my wedding that never was, the most thoughtful and romantic gift I've ever received. Perhaps we could put it to use someday? Hint, hint.
Number one: Your unconditional love, trust and support has always helped me smile through my tears. (Awww)"
As he finished the list, Luke was the one smiling through his tears. Okay, more like one or two that managed to sneak their way out of his tear ducts. He couldn't believe that Lorelai had done this for him. If he had doubted her sincerity at all during her confession in the kitchen, this laid any lingering doubt to rest. She loved him and was willing to tell him why and commit it to paper. She was, indeed, true to her word. That was all he needed to know.
As Luke got ready for bed, Jess heard him moving around and woke up.
"Hey, Luke, I wasn't expecting you home tonight. What, things didn't go as planned with Nicole?"
Instead of giving Jess his usual "shut up" retort, Luke told him what happened. But he decided not to share Lorelai's list with him - that was something private.
Jess was dumbstruck. "Whoa, you're friggin kidding me. Lorelai is in love with you and you dumped Nicole?"
"Yes, Einstein."
"Wow, are you gonna go after her?"
"I'm gonna talk to her tomorrow."
"But you're working at the diner tomorrow. Please don't ask me to fill in because I have plans with Rory and the Sex Pistols."
"Watch it young man, no veiled references to your burgeoning mahhood."
"You're gross, Luke. We're watching two movies about the punk pioneers, you have heard of them?"
"Yeah - on your stereo every damn morning. And I was a teenager once, you know."
"So when are you going to talk to her if you're chained to the diner?"
"I'll find the time, this is important. And I don't want to hear any snide comments from you about dog collars and leashes."
"Luke, your sexual activities are no business of mine." Jess smirked. "Anyway, I think it's great that you and Lorelai are getting together. It's about time she realizes what she has right in front of her."
"Yeah, isn't it? You know, now we'll both be dating those Gilmore girls. Do you think it's genetic?"
"Yeah, what a freaky Brady Bunch picture we'll make."
Luke looked at the clock, it was getting really late and it was time to get some sleep. He said good night to his nephew and got into bed. But not before he took another look at the list. A minute or two later, he feel asleep with the picture frame on his chest.
A/N: Sorry to be dragging it out, I needed a little uncle/nephew bonding time. And I wanted Luke to read the list alone, I think it's appropriate. Ok, we will have a little L/L action next chapter, I promise!
Chapter Eleven: From the Home Office in Stars Hollow
Spoiler Warning/Timing: Mid - Third Season
Rating: PG -13
Disclaimer: Gilmore Girls and all characters are property of The Dubba Dubba Dubba WB, Dorothy Parker Drank Here Productions and Amy Sherman- Palladino. They don't belong to me, just borrowing.
Summary: Luke open's Lorelai's present and has a chat with Jess.
Luke came upstairs to his apartment. It was dark and Jess was snoring away on his side of the room. He flipped on his bedside light and put the toolbox by the doorway. He took the package out of the toolbox and sat down on the bed. He was exhausted, but before going to bed he wanted to open the gift Lorelai had left for him.
He took the note off the package and opened the letter. There was Garfield staring at him with his trademark smug expression. He read the note and heard Lorelai's voice in his head as if she were reading it to him.
"Luke,
You left Bert behind tonight again. He's very sad and lonely without you and I couldn't stand his tears anymore (I think he's rusting). So I'm returning him to you, he needs to be with his rightful owner.
I know I told you I'd give you some space and I'm trying really hard to leave you alone. But while you figure things out, I wanted to give you something that might help clarify things. Remember I told you I had a list of 45 reasons? Well, I never got the chance to tell you that I've whittled it down to ten.
Kind of like the lists that David Letterman has. So with out any further ado, here's tonight's top ten list, from the home office in Stars Hollow, CT..
Love,
Lorelai"
Luke chuckled at her Letterman reference. He couldn't wait to read her list, so he tore the tissue paper off the package and there it was, in a mahogany picture frame. The frame looked like an antique - it had little carvings of flowers around the edges. It reminded him of some of the carvings he had made on the chuppa. He noticed that the list was on parchment paper and printed with a fancy, official looking font. He took a breath and silently read over the list.
"The Top Ten Reasons Why Lorelai Gilmore loves Luke Danes
Number ten: You keep me in coffee, 'nuff said.
Number nine: You feed me junk food while admonishing my dietary habits. Meaning, you care about me but you also know you can't win!
Number eight: You forgave me even after I told you to go to hell. It took the entire summer, but hey, I needed a number eight.
Number seven: You and your toolbox (dirty!) are handy around the house.
Number six: Your fashion sense is questionable, but it's the man underneath the clothes (sigh!) that counts. Bonus points for letting me dress you up like my own personal Luke doll.
Number five: You paid $52.50 (a bargain!) for my pop tart and Slim Jim filled basket at the auction, and then you fed me Luke burgers under the gazebo. I didn't realize it at the time, but you are the only one who's allowed to bid on my basket. (Is that dirty?)
Number four: You treat Rory like a daughter, and since she comes with the package, that's essential. Extra bonus points for laying down the law with her boyfriends and baking her birthday cakes, with balloons, no less!
Number three: Whenever I need you, you're there. Prime example - you closed the diner and drove me to the hospital when my dad was sick and I know you can't stand hospitals. Thank you.
Number two: You built a beautiful chuppa for my wedding that never was, the most thoughtful and romantic gift I've ever received. Perhaps we could put it to use someday? Hint, hint.
Number one: Your unconditional love, trust and support has always helped me smile through my tears. (Awww)"
As he finished the list, Luke was the one smiling through his tears. Okay, more like one or two that managed to sneak their way out of his tear ducts. He couldn't believe that Lorelai had done this for him. If he had doubted her sincerity at all during her confession in the kitchen, this laid any lingering doubt to rest. She loved him and was willing to tell him why and commit it to paper. She was, indeed, true to her word. That was all he needed to know.
As Luke got ready for bed, Jess heard him moving around and woke up.
"Hey, Luke, I wasn't expecting you home tonight. What, things didn't go as planned with Nicole?"
Instead of giving Jess his usual "shut up" retort, Luke told him what happened. But he decided not to share Lorelai's list with him - that was something private.
Jess was dumbstruck. "Whoa, you're friggin kidding me. Lorelai is in love with you and you dumped Nicole?"
"Yes, Einstein."
"Wow, are you gonna go after her?"
"I'm gonna talk to her tomorrow."
"But you're working at the diner tomorrow. Please don't ask me to fill in because I have plans with Rory and the Sex Pistols."
"Watch it young man, no veiled references to your burgeoning mahhood."
"You're gross, Luke. We're watching two movies about the punk pioneers, you have heard of them?"
"Yeah - on your stereo every damn morning. And I was a teenager once, you know."
"So when are you going to talk to her if you're chained to the diner?"
"I'll find the time, this is important. And I don't want to hear any snide comments from you about dog collars and leashes."
"Luke, your sexual activities are no business of mine." Jess smirked. "Anyway, I think it's great that you and Lorelai are getting together. It's about time she realizes what she has right in front of her."
"Yeah, isn't it? You know, now we'll both be dating those Gilmore girls. Do you think it's genetic?"
"Yeah, what a freaky Brady Bunch picture we'll make."
Luke looked at the clock, it was getting really late and it was time to get some sleep. He said good night to his nephew and got into bed. But not before he took another look at the list. A minute or two later, he feel asleep with the picture frame on his chest.
A/N: Sorry to be dragging it out, I needed a little uncle/nephew bonding time. And I wanted Luke to read the list alone, I think it's appropriate. Ok, we will have a little L/L action next chapter, I promise!