Title: Friends 1/?
Author: Christen (purplehaysc@netscape.com)
Disclaimer: These Characters belong to Gilmore Girls except anyone you do not recognize.
Distribution: Take it, but let me know. If you have any of my other fics, go ahead.
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Lorelai Gilmore and Sookie St. James were in the kitchen of the Independence Inn. Sookie was trying to cook and take suggestions from Lorelai at the same time. It was a hard to do but her best friend was on a coffee high and she knew the only way she was going to get her to calm down was just to let her talk.
"I think I want some of those little white cakes you make…"
"Ok got it. Little white cakes…"
"Some of your blue berry shortcake…."
"Got it blue berry shortcake…"
"And some of your famous rosito…"
Sookie stopped what she was doing. "The famous rosito?"
Lorelai got up. "Yes, I know how special it is to you and I want something special of yours in this wedding too."
She smiled. "Lorelai, thank you so much. That… just means so much."
"I know." But just like any other moments in their life it was interrupted.
"Sook!" Lorelai looked at Sookie.
"It can't be! Can it?" Sookie said as she looked at Lorelai worried.
"Sook! I know you are here. Come on out."
"If it's I'll deal with her. She won't bother you I promise." Lorelai said with a hint of anger in her voice. She knew that if Sookie saw her, everything and she meant everything in her world would come crashing down.
"Rory!" Rory turned around and was shocked to see Tristan standing behind her. She got out of her jeep and walked over to him.
"What do you want? Because you know what I want? I want to go home but for me to do that, you would have to move from behind my jeep!"
He laughed. "I love you when your mad."
"Ok that's it. I'm running you over!" She headed back towards her jeep.
He grabbed her arm. "No, wait. Would you like to know the reason I was standing behind your jeep, screaming your name?"
"Not really, I would rather run over you and ask questions later! What you have a problem with that?"
"Normally I would say no, but today is different. I do not want to argue. I just want to talk. Do you have time for that?"
"Tristan, is it really important because I need to go meet Dean in like thirty minutes. So unless this is life or death than…."
"It's not... go Mary."
She got back into her jeep and left. If she had bothered to look back, she would have seen a very troubled Tristan almost at the point of tears.