7:25 PM, Thursday
Gilmore house Lorelai had her head in her hands when Rory walked in. "Hey, mom... is everything okay?" "Yeah, I'm just confused about everything.. my life is more confusing than Alias," Lorelai sighed and looked up at her daughter. "Um, nothing is as confusing as Alias." "Okay, sorry, nothing is as confusing as Alias.. Maybe more on the level of Cher's stylist." "OOoo, I get you now. Wanna get coffee?" Rory asked and motioned towards the front door. "I can't," Lorelai said in a muffled voice. "I had a fight with Luke today." Rory groaned. "Again?" "This time it was serious. It was World War III. It was Jan gets a boob job and meets Marcia, Chandler meets Janice, Flander meets the Devil," Lorelai sighed and looked at her daughter. "I was Holyfield and he was Tyson. And he ate my ear." "Okay, well...," Rory said and fidgeted with her hands. "What's up?" Lorelai asked. "Huh?" Rory said looking at her mom nervously. "You're fidgeting. You rarely fidget. Something is up." "I can't fidget? I am not allowed to fidget? Maybe I just feel like fidgetting." Lorelai sighed. "We just said too many fidgets in one minute. That word is now officially expired for the night," Lorelai said and put her head back down. Rory sighed. "Okay, I have good news, but I don't want to tell you because you're..." "Grieving? Angered? Furious??" "Well, grieving." "But I'm not grieving. I'm angry," Lorelai said in an exasperated tone. "And do you know why I'm angry?" "Why?" "Because, Luke," She practically sneered the last word. Rory was taken back by her mom's aggressive tone as she said 'Luke'. ".. just told me that Craig is only out to get my body." Rory's eyes widened. "What? Luke said that?" "Yes, Luke, coffee-man, ex-nice man, Luke," Lorelai said and folded her arms across her chest. "Can you believe it?" Rory raised her eyebrows. "Wow, that's not like Luke at all. He wouldn't say that. Are you sure it wasn't Taylor? Or Ms. Patty?" "He was definitely flannel-clad." "Okay, Luke it was." Rory sighed. "I can't believe he would say that." Lorelai frowned. "You're telling me... but anways, don't let me take away from your joy, dear daughter. Do share your news, and perhaps mommy will be able to cheer up a little." "Um.. So in April, I applied for this internship and I didn't think I'd get it because it's for the New York Times.. And that's very prestigious. I mean, the Times, it's like one of the best newspapers in the world! And there are so many people in the world.. What was it on last count? Ten billion? And how many of those people want to work for the Times? Probably a lot.. Probably like one billion..." Rory waved her arms around. "You got the internship," Lorelai interrupted her daughter's rambling and reached up to hug her. "I'm proud of you. Congrats." "Thanks," Rory said, her face aglow. "I can't believe I got it!" Lorelai sat back in her chair. "If I was up to it, I'd celebrate, but I think it would better if you and Jess did something special. I'd probably just mope anyways." "Nah," Rory said and pushed her mom back down in the chair. "I think I'd rather hang with you and we can order Chinese. We'll think over this situation over a chicken fest." "Thanks." Lorelai said gratefully. She sighed. "Sounds good. I could use the company. The Times is lucky to have you, oh wise one." Rory pat her mom sympathetically on the head and walked over to counter to find a menu for Chow's Kitchen. "Wait.. The New York Times?" Lorelai suddenly said. "Like the Times in New York?" Rory nodded. "That's generally what it's called." "In New York City, New York?" "I think you're onto something," Rory said, nodding thoughtfully. "I'm trying to be serious here! You have to go to New York???" Rory sighed. "Yup." "For how long?" "Two months," Rory said sheepishly. "Wow," Lorelai said and looked around the room. "Two months.." "I won't go if you don't want me to," Rory said quickly. "Rory, don't be silly! This is an opportunity that comes once in a lifetime! .. Go. I want you to go to New York and be this amazing intern.. And learn tons and later you'll go back to become ruler of the New York Times Empire and my face will be pasted on every front page of the Times as the amazing woman who raised the dictator of the newspaper world." Rory smiled. "Mom, you're crazy." "Crazy/beautiful," Lorelai said and smiled weakly at her daughter. "Okay, bad pop reference, but it's because my mind can't handle all this jazz about Luke and this exciting news about you at the same time. Speaking of New York.. I got a job offer today." "Really?!" "Yup. They're opened a new Hilton Hotel on Fifth Avenue." "Wow. They want you to work there?" "Executive manager. The whole hotel. They want me to run the entire thing," Lorelai said shaking her head. "Me." She pointed to herself. "I can't even keep my house clean." She wearily looked around the cluttered kitchen. "Mom! That's amazing! That's an awesome opportunity for you!" Rory said hugging her mom. "Congratulations!" "Yeah," Lorelai replied. "But I turned it down." "What?" Rory said shocked. "Why?" "It's not.. here. I don't want to leave Star's Hollow," Lorelai said. "Mom..," Rory said with a serious look on her face. "Call them." She handed her mom the phone. Lorelai sighed. "I don't want it. It's too big of a job, and it's too far from here. I can't exactly commute, you know." "Ask them if you could take it on a trial basis. Say..," Rory said, thinking rapidly. "Two months?" Lorelai asked. "Yes! Two months," Rory replied smiling. "We could get an apartment together! It'll be so much fun! And you could see Craig more often..." Lorelai brightened at the thought of Craig and took the phone from her. "The Times has no idea who's coming, do they? They better have the red carpet rolling, babe." *************************** A week later
11:23 AM, Thursday
Gilmore House "Mom, you're going to be gone for two months, not two seasons of M.A.S.H. reruns," Rory said, exasperated. "You're taking the whole closet, aren't you?" Lorelai looked at her sternly. "You never know when you need rain boots." She threw the rain boots into a duffel. "Or pink shoes." Lorelai threw the pink sneakers into the bag. Rory took out the rain boots. "You never wear these." She pulled the pink sneakers out of the bag. "You said these make your feet look like flamingo feet." "What if flamingo feet are in this season? Everyone knows that New Yorkers know about trends before anyone else... I'll be ostracized because I don't have flamingo feet." Lorelai furrowed her brow. "They'll be like, 'Look, there was goes the woman without flamingo feet! Point and laugh at her. It'll be Mock Fest '04!'" Rory gaped at her. "Huh." "What if Craig failed to mention that New Yorkers have flamingo feet!?" "I saw Bloomberg on television last week. He has normal feet." "And what were you doing watching that man's feet? You have a feet fetish? Dirty!" Rory rolled her eyes. "Says the woman who wants flamingo feet." "Do you know that saying 'Rome wasn't built in a day'?" Lorelai asked. "Uh huh." "Well, maybe it wasn't built in a day.. But it was probably destroyed in a day," Lorelai said. "And after it was destroyed, you think people remembered the Italians who made.. uh... scientific doo-hickeys? Today, are they famous for their little scientific thingamabobs? Nope, their fashion, on the other hand, is what sets them on the map. When Rome fell, all they wanted to know was, 'What were they wearing? Togas? Pink shoes? Or rain boots?'" "Historians would kill to have your vast knowledge of Rome," Rory said sarcastically. She shook her head. "You're insane. I'm going to put these shoes back in before you kill me." Lorelai nodded. "Good choice, my friend. As we all know, rain boots can be potentially dangerous weapons of mass murder." Lorelai looked thoughtful. "Speaking of togas..." "Oh God..," Rory said, as she watched her mom looking at the white bed sheets in the back of the closet. *************************** 3:24 PM, Friday
Gilmore House The last few days had been so hectic, Lorelai had barely had a chance to sit down. Finding an apartment, asking Mia (gently) if she could take a hiatus from her job at the inn... But she was ecstatic about the whole situation. It was going to be a great experience. Lorelai sighed and flopped down on the sofa. "Dependable old house, I will miss you." Lorelai hung her legs over the edge of the sofa. She couldn't believe she was going to leave her house for two months. She was going to miss Star's Hollow. And even though she denied it outwardly to everyone she knew, she was going to miss a certain coffee-making man, as well. Luke and she had yet to make up after their fight. It had already been a week since their encounter, but both were too stubborn to apologize. Lorelai was too angry at him for dissing Craig and Luke was just mad, period. From what she heard, he didn't want to talk to her either. It had been a hard, long, long week trying to survive without Luke's coffee, but she had made it. And her plan was to find a coffee place with ambrosia just as good as his when she arrived in New York. NYC, the capital of coffeehouses; she had to find a great place. There was probably great coffee places all over the city, along with shops and bakeries and delis.. Mmmm.. cake. Rory had finished packing and went to go meet Jess for her last night in Star's Hollow. Jess had been, understandably, upset when he heard about Rory's internship. After all, the summer was all they had. However, NYC was his domain and he had promised to come visit. Luke on the other hand.. She was still seething about the entire 'Craig is a player' thing and well, she tried to think positively about the whole situation. Maybe a little off-time from Luke would be good. She was too dependent on him anyways. Lorelai depended on him for food, to fix her stuff, to comfort her when she was upset... She sighed. They had been friends for years and she couldn't remember a time when they had fought so violently. Sure, they had had that fight over Jess when Rory got hurt in the car accident, but that had blown over. Sadly enough, this one looked like it wasn't going to for a long time. Losing a friend was hard. *************************** 3:35 PM, Friday
Luke's Diner Luke came out from behind the counter and sat down at one of the swiveling stools. Jess had left with Rory a bit before and the diner was empty. And as much as he hated to admit it, it felt even emptier than usual without Lorelai. He had wanted to protect her, but it came out totally wrong. "Craig just wants to get you into his bed?" Luke said out loud and laughed at himself. "What the hell was I thinking??" Had he honestly thought that saying it like that would bring her to her senses? This had been the only thing on his mind for the last couple of days. Lorelai and what a big jerk he had been to her. Maybe Craig had changed and, well, Craig was the one who made her happy. What could he do about? Apparently what he could do was go and make a fool of himself. And lose her friendship. When Luke had heard about her moving to New York City, he had almost collapsed. Lorelai leaving? It was inconceivable. Who knew it would come down to this? He had struggled with his feelings, wanting to go over there and beg her to stay. But he held himself back, because he knew she wouldn't want to see him. She wouldn't talk to him anyways. *************************** 3:45 PM, Friday
Gilmore House 'He didn't even try to apologize.' Lorelai sighed as she flipped through the channels. Nothing good was on. She flicked the television off. If he had come and tried to say sorry, she would have forgiven him. She could be just as stubborn as he was. *************************** 7:54 PM, Friday
Gilmore House "Hey!" Lorelai called out across the room and a scurrying Sookie. "Sookie! Calm down!!" Sookie looked at her with a wide-eyed expression. "The almond cake is in the oven and the little hot dog thingies are in the fridge and I still have to..." "Honey," Lorelai said, grabbing Sookie's arm. "Calm down, it's just my going away party, nothing big..." "Aww, Lorelai! I'm gonna miss you so much!" Sookie said, her eyes tearing. Lorelai giggled. "Sookie, New York's only like 2 hours away." "A lot can happen in two months." Sookie shook her head sadly. "And you and Luke..." "Don't even start," Lorelai interrupted. "Tonight's supposed to be a party, I don't want to talk about it.." Lorelai wagged a finger at her and started to walk away. "I invited him." Lorelai turned back around. "What?" "This is Star's Hollow, he would have heard about it eventually anyways," Sookie said. "So?? We're in a fight, this is my party.. you're not supposed to invite him! I told you how mean he was to Craig!" Lorelai yelled. "Calm down, hon," Sookie said reassuringly. "If he does come, this could your chance to make up with him." "I have nothing to say to him." Lorelai folded her arms across her chest. "He's the one who needs to apologize." Sookie sighed. "We'll see what happens." *************************** 8:30 PM, Friday
Gilmore House The party was pumping, the stereo blaring her favorite 80's rock, the food was a success (thanks to Sookie, of course).. But Lorelai didn't really feel like joining in on the fun. She grabbed a can of coke and stepped outside into the breezy June air. Breathing in deeply, she sat down on the front steps and watched the sunset. Luke hadn't come. But that's what she wanted, right? Lorelai was confused by her feelings.. she was angry at him.. yet she wanted to see him... Would she leave for two months without saying goodbye? *************************** AHh i love Luke and Lorelai... sigh.. btw, i have this great chapter written for the future.. I'm dying to put it up.. but it's for later, later... so i have to put other stuff in between hehe.. i should never write chapters ahead of time.. cuz i get super excited and just rush through the in-between chapters and they come out all stinky... ah well, we'll see hehe hope u're enjoying this... -Ggirl
Gilmore house Lorelai had her head in her hands when Rory walked in. "Hey, mom... is everything okay?" "Yeah, I'm just confused about everything.. my life is more confusing than Alias," Lorelai sighed and looked up at her daughter. "Um, nothing is as confusing as Alias." "Okay, sorry, nothing is as confusing as Alias.. Maybe more on the level of Cher's stylist." "OOoo, I get you now. Wanna get coffee?" Rory asked and motioned towards the front door. "I can't," Lorelai said in a muffled voice. "I had a fight with Luke today." Rory groaned. "Again?" "This time it was serious. It was World War III. It was Jan gets a boob job and meets Marcia, Chandler meets Janice, Flander meets the Devil," Lorelai sighed and looked at her daughter. "I was Holyfield and he was Tyson. And he ate my ear." "Okay, well...," Rory said and fidgeted with her hands. "What's up?" Lorelai asked. "Huh?" Rory said looking at her mom nervously. "You're fidgeting. You rarely fidget. Something is up." "I can't fidget? I am not allowed to fidget? Maybe I just feel like fidgetting." Lorelai sighed. "We just said too many fidgets in one minute. That word is now officially expired for the night," Lorelai said and put her head back down. Rory sighed. "Okay, I have good news, but I don't want to tell you because you're..." "Grieving? Angered? Furious??" "Well, grieving." "But I'm not grieving. I'm angry," Lorelai said in an exasperated tone. "And do you know why I'm angry?" "Why?" "Because, Luke," She practically sneered the last word. Rory was taken back by her mom's aggressive tone as she said 'Luke'. ".. just told me that Craig is only out to get my body." Rory's eyes widened. "What? Luke said that?" "Yes, Luke, coffee-man, ex-nice man, Luke," Lorelai said and folded her arms across her chest. "Can you believe it?" Rory raised her eyebrows. "Wow, that's not like Luke at all. He wouldn't say that. Are you sure it wasn't Taylor? Or Ms. Patty?" "He was definitely flannel-clad." "Okay, Luke it was." Rory sighed. "I can't believe he would say that." Lorelai frowned. "You're telling me... but anways, don't let me take away from your joy, dear daughter. Do share your news, and perhaps mommy will be able to cheer up a little." "Um.. So in April, I applied for this internship and I didn't think I'd get it because it's for the New York Times.. And that's very prestigious. I mean, the Times, it's like one of the best newspapers in the world! And there are so many people in the world.. What was it on last count? Ten billion? And how many of those people want to work for the Times? Probably a lot.. Probably like one billion..." Rory waved her arms around. "You got the internship," Lorelai interrupted her daughter's rambling and reached up to hug her. "I'm proud of you. Congrats." "Thanks," Rory said, her face aglow. "I can't believe I got it!" Lorelai sat back in her chair. "If I was up to it, I'd celebrate, but I think it would better if you and Jess did something special. I'd probably just mope anyways." "Nah," Rory said and pushed her mom back down in the chair. "I think I'd rather hang with you and we can order Chinese. We'll think over this situation over a chicken fest." "Thanks." Lorelai said gratefully. She sighed. "Sounds good. I could use the company. The Times is lucky to have you, oh wise one." Rory pat her mom sympathetically on the head and walked over to counter to find a menu for Chow's Kitchen. "Wait.. The New York Times?" Lorelai suddenly said. "Like the Times in New York?" Rory nodded. "That's generally what it's called." "In New York City, New York?" "I think you're onto something," Rory said, nodding thoughtfully. "I'm trying to be serious here! You have to go to New York???" Rory sighed. "Yup." "For how long?" "Two months," Rory said sheepishly. "Wow," Lorelai said and looked around the room. "Two months.." "I won't go if you don't want me to," Rory said quickly. "Rory, don't be silly! This is an opportunity that comes once in a lifetime! .. Go. I want you to go to New York and be this amazing intern.. And learn tons and later you'll go back to become ruler of the New York Times Empire and my face will be pasted on every front page of the Times as the amazing woman who raised the dictator of the newspaper world." Rory smiled. "Mom, you're crazy." "Crazy/beautiful," Lorelai said and smiled weakly at her daughter. "Okay, bad pop reference, but it's because my mind can't handle all this jazz about Luke and this exciting news about you at the same time. Speaking of New York.. I got a job offer today." "Really?!" "Yup. They're opened a new Hilton Hotel on Fifth Avenue." "Wow. They want you to work there?" "Executive manager. The whole hotel. They want me to run the entire thing," Lorelai said shaking her head. "Me." She pointed to herself. "I can't even keep my house clean." She wearily looked around the cluttered kitchen. "Mom! That's amazing! That's an awesome opportunity for you!" Rory said hugging her mom. "Congratulations!" "Yeah," Lorelai replied. "But I turned it down." "What?" Rory said shocked. "Why?" "It's not.. here. I don't want to leave Star's Hollow," Lorelai said. "Mom..," Rory said with a serious look on her face. "Call them." She handed her mom the phone. Lorelai sighed. "I don't want it. It's too big of a job, and it's too far from here. I can't exactly commute, you know." "Ask them if you could take it on a trial basis. Say..," Rory said, thinking rapidly. "Two months?" Lorelai asked. "Yes! Two months," Rory replied smiling. "We could get an apartment together! It'll be so much fun! And you could see Craig more often..." Lorelai brightened at the thought of Craig and took the phone from her. "The Times has no idea who's coming, do they? They better have the red carpet rolling, babe." *************************** A week later
11:23 AM, Thursday
Gilmore House "Mom, you're going to be gone for two months, not two seasons of M.A.S.H. reruns," Rory said, exasperated. "You're taking the whole closet, aren't you?" Lorelai looked at her sternly. "You never know when you need rain boots." She threw the rain boots into a duffel. "Or pink shoes." Lorelai threw the pink sneakers into the bag. Rory took out the rain boots. "You never wear these." She pulled the pink sneakers out of the bag. "You said these make your feet look like flamingo feet." "What if flamingo feet are in this season? Everyone knows that New Yorkers know about trends before anyone else... I'll be ostracized because I don't have flamingo feet." Lorelai furrowed her brow. "They'll be like, 'Look, there was goes the woman without flamingo feet! Point and laugh at her. It'll be Mock Fest '04!'" Rory gaped at her. "Huh." "What if Craig failed to mention that New Yorkers have flamingo feet!?" "I saw Bloomberg on television last week. He has normal feet." "And what were you doing watching that man's feet? You have a feet fetish? Dirty!" Rory rolled her eyes. "Says the woman who wants flamingo feet." "Do you know that saying 'Rome wasn't built in a day'?" Lorelai asked. "Uh huh." "Well, maybe it wasn't built in a day.. But it was probably destroyed in a day," Lorelai said. "And after it was destroyed, you think people remembered the Italians who made.. uh... scientific doo-hickeys? Today, are they famous for their little scientific thingamabobs? Nope, their fashion, on the other hand, is what sets them on the map. When Rome fell, all they wanted to know was, 'What were they wearing? Togas? Pink shoes? Or rain boots?'" "Historians would kill to have your vast knowledge of Rome," Rory said sarcastically. She shook her head. "You're insane. I'm going to put these shoes back in before you kill me." Lorelai nodded. "Good choice, my friend. As we all know, rain boots can be potentially dangerous weapons of mass murder." Lorelai looked thoughtful. "Speaking of togas..." "Oh God..," Rory said, as she watched her mom looking at the white bed sheets in the back of the closet. *************************** 3:24 PM, Friday
Gilmore House The last few days had been so hectic, Lorelai had barely had a chance to sit down. Finding an apartment, asking Mia (gently) if she could take a hiatus from her job at the inn... But she was ecstatic about the whole situation. It was going to be a great experience. Lorelai sighed and flopped down on the sofa. "Dependable old house, I will miss you." Lorelai hung her legs over the edge of the sofa. She couldn't believe she was going to leave her house for two months. She was going to miss Star's Hollow. And even though she denied it outwardly to everyone she knew, she was going to miss a certain coffee-making man, as well. Luke and she had yet to make up after their fight. It had already been a week since their encounter, but both were too stubborn to apologize. Lorelai was too angry at him for dissing Craig and Luke was just mad, period. From what she heard, he didn't want to talk to her either. It had been a hard, long, long week trying to survive without Luke's coffee, but she had made it. And her plan was to find a coffee place with ambrosia just as good as his when she arrived in New York. NYC, the capital of coffeehouses; she had to find a great place. There was probably great coffee places all over the city, along with shops and bakeries and delis.. Mmmm.. cake. Rory had finished packing and went to go meet Jess for her last night in Star's Hollow. Jess had been, understandably, upset when he heard about Rory's internship. After all, the summer was all they had. However, NYC was his domain and he had promised to come visit. Luke on the other hand.. She was still seething about the entire 'Craig is a player' thing and well, she tried to think positively about the whole situation. Maybe a little off-time from Luke would be good. She was too dependent on him anyways. Lorelai depended on him for food, to fix her stuff, to comfort her when she was upset... She sighed. They had been friends for years and she couldn't remember a time when they had fought so violently. Sure, they had had that fight over Jess when Rory got hurt in the car accident, but that had blown over. Sadly enough, this one looked like it wasn't going to for a long time. Losing a friend was hard. *************************** 3:35 PM, Friday
Luke's Diner Luke came out from behind the counter and sat down at one of the swiveling stools. Jess had left with Rory a bit before and the diner was empty. And as much as he hated to admit it, it felt even emptier than usual without Lorelai. He had wanted to protect her, but it came out totally wrong. "Craig just wants to get you into his bed?" Luke said out loud and laughed at himself. "What the hell was I thinking??" Had he honestly thought that saying it like that would bring her to her senses? This had been the only thing on his mind for the last couple of days. Lorelai and what a big jerk he had been to her. Maybe Craig had changed and, well, Craig was the one who made her happy. What could he do about? Apparently what he could do was go and make a fool of himself. And lose her friendship. When Luke had heard about her moving to New York City, he had almost collapsed. Lorelai leaving? It was inconceivable. Who knew it would come down to this? He had struggled with his feelings, wanting to go over there and beg her to stay. But he held himself back, because he knew she wouldn't want to see him. She wouldn't talk to him anyways. *************************** 3:45 PM, Friday
Gilmore House 'He didn't even try to apologize.' Lorelai sighed as she flipped through the channels. Nothing good was on. She flicked the television off. If he had come and tried to say sorry, she would have forgiven him. She could be just as stubborn as he was. *************************** 7:54 PM, Friday
Gilmore House "Hey!" Lorelai called out across the room and a scurrying Sookie. "Sookie! Calm down!!" Sookie looked at her with a wide-eyed expression. "The almond cake is in the oven and the little hot dog thingies are in the fridge and I still have to..." "Honey," Lorelai said, grabbing Sookie's arm. "Calm down, it's just my going away party, nothing big..." "Aww, Lorelai! I'm gonna miss you so much!" Sookie said, her eyes tearing. Lorelai giggled. "Sookie, New York's only like 2 hours away." "A lot can happen in two months." Sookie shook her head sadly. "And you and Luke..." "Don't even start," Lorelai interrupted. "Tonight's supposed to be a party, I don't want to talk about it.." Lorelai wagged a finger at her and started to walk away. "I invited him." Lorelai turned back around. "What?" "This is Star's Hollow, he would have heard about it eventually anyways," Sookie said. "So?? We're in a fight, this is my party.. you're not supposed to invite him! I told you how mean he was to Craig!" Lorelai yelled. "Calm down, hon," Sookie said reassuringly. "If he does come, this could your chance to make up with him." "I have nothing to say to him." Lorelai folded her arms across her chest. "He's the one who needs to apologize." Sookie sighed. "We'll see what happens." *************************** 8:30 PM, Friday
Gilmore House The party was pumping, the stereo blaring her favorite 80's rock, the food was a success (thanks to Sookie, of course).. But Lorelai didn't really feel like joining in on the fun. She grabbed a can of coke and stepped outside into the breezy June air. Breathing in deeply, she sat down on the front steps and watched the sunset. Luke hadn't come. But that's what she wanted, right? Lorelai was confused by her feelings.. she was angry at him.. yet she wanted to see him... Would she leave for two months without saying goodbye? *************************** AHh i love Luke and Lorelai... sigh.. btw, i have this great chapter written for the future.. I'm dying to put it up.. but it's for later, later... so i have to put other stuff in between hehe.. i should never write chapters ahead of time.. cuz i get super excited and just rush through the in-between chapters and they come out all stinky... ah well, we'll see hehe hope u're enjoying this... -Ggirl