Chapter 2: What, No Blueberries?
Early the following afternoon, as Lorelai got out of their six-month old SUV, she said, "Uuggghh, I think I ate too much."
Luke closed his door, and replied, "Now there's something I never thought I'd hear you say."
"Hey, it was Sunday brunch, you're supposed to overeat."
"Lorelai, you ate four pancakes, three pieces of French Toast, and a waffle."
"I had to get the waffle; it came with strawberries and whipped cream."
"Plus who knows how much eggs, bacon and sausage."
"So, what's your point?" Lorelai asked as they met in front of the car.
"If you're not careful all this food you eat is going to catch up to you. One morning you're going to wake up and weigh 500 pounds."
Lorelai leaned close to Luke and, with a suggestive arch of her eyebrows, softly said, "Well, maybe you can help me work off some of the calories later? You UP for it?"
Before Luke could respond, Rory joined them saying, "I can't believe how big Bobbi has gotten. It seems like just the other day that Sookie and Jackson brought her home from the hospital."
Lorelai released Luke and as the trio began walking towards the house, she put her arm around Rory, "Yeah, well, just wait till you have one of your own, you'll find yourself saying that everyday."
As they neared the house, they heard the phone begin to ring. "I'll get it," Luke said as he hurried ahead leaving the girls behind.
"I'm really not ready to think seriously about having kids yet," Rory said.
"Well, good, cause I'm not sure if I'm ready to have grandkids yet."
They stopped on the porch to enjoy the spring afternoon for a few minutes longer. Rory looked at her mother and asked, "What about kids though? You and Luke, I mean."
Lorelai shrugged and said, "We've talked about it, and while we haven't definitely came to any decisions, I don't think if it happened, either one of us would be upset. And I think Luke would make a great dad."
Lorelai turned to Rory and asked, "What would you think about having another half a sibling?"
Rory smiled and said, "As long as you're happy with it, so am I."
After they exchanged a hug, Lorelai looked at her watch and asked, "What time is your ride back to school supposed to be here?"
Rory glanced at her watch and said, "Donna is supposed to be here around 3:30. We've got plenty of time."
"Well, Luke's probably gonna want to watch baseball, so what do you say you get packed then we'll go get some coffee or something?"
"Sounds great. Give me about fifteen minutes." Rory turned and went inside.
Already starting to miss her daughter, Lorelai watched Rory go inside. Before Lorelai could follow, she heard Rory call from inside, "Mom!"
Something in the tone of Rory's voice caused Lorelai to worry. She hurried into the house and asked, "What is it, sweetie?"
A worried-looking Rory pointed into the living room. Once Lorelai got into the hall, she looked where Rory was pointing and saw Luke standing there, staring off into space with the phone in his hand hanging limply at his side. Lorelai approached Luke and asked, "Luke, honey, are you alright?"
Luke didn't respond until Lorelai touched him on the arm. He turned towards her but his eyes didn't really focus on her. "Luke, what's the matter?" Lorelai asked, the concern building in her voice.
Luke's mouth moved, but he said nothing. Lorelai suddenly realized she could hear the sound of a far-away voice. Looking around, she realized she was hearing someone speaking from the phone in Luke's hand.
With a sense of dread, Lorelai reached down and took the phone from Luke's hand. As she brought the phone to her ear, Luke limply slumped into the chair at the desk. With her heart in her throat, Lorelai spoke into the phone, "Hello?"
A male voice answered, "Yes, I was speaking with a Mr. Luke Danes?"
"What did you say to him?"
"I really need to speak to Mr. Danes. Is he still there?" the voice asked.
Lorelai looked at Luke who continued to sit in the chair and stare off into space. "Luke doesn't seem to be able to talk on the phone. Can you please tell me what you said to him?"
"I'm sorry, can I ask who I'm talking to?"
Fighting off panic and anger, Lorelai said, "This is Lorelai Gilmore. Luke is my fiancé."
"Miss Gilmore," the man started, "My name is Carson Timmons, I'm the Managing Editor for International News magazine. I'm calling because Mr. Danes was listed on the contact information for one of our journalists, Miss Rachel Cooper."
"Oh, my God, Rachel," Lorelai gasped, as her free hand rose to her mouth. "Is she…?"
"Rachel was on assignment in Peru," the voice answered. "Late yesterday, the small plane she was traveling on went down in a remote area."
Lorelai moved her hand from her mouth to rest on Luke's shoulder. Luke's hand reached up and took hold of her hand. Lorelai felt Rory kneel next to her and put her arms around her and Luke.
"Now it's too soon to say for sure," Timmons said, "But reports from the first people on the scene are that there are no survivors."
Early the following afternoon, as Lorelai got out of their six-month old SUV, she said, "Uuggghh, I think I ate too much."
Luke closed his door, and replied, "Now there's something I never thought I'd hear you say."
"Hey, it was Sunday brunch, you're supposed to overeat."
"Lorelai, you ate four pancakes, three pieces of French Toast, and a waffle."
"I had to get the waffle; it came with strawberries and whipped cream."
"Plus who knows how much eggs, bacon and sausage."
"So, what's your point?" Lorelai asked as they met in front of the car.
"If you're not careful all this food you eat is going to catch up to you. One morning you're going to wake up and weigh 500 pounds."
Lorelai leaned close to Luke and, with a suggestive arch of her eyebrows, softly said, "Well, maybe you can help me work off some of the calories later? You UP for it?"
Before Luke could respond, Rory joined them saying, "I can't believe how big Bobbi has gotten. It seems like just the other day that Sookie and Jackson brought her home from the hospital."
Lorelai released Luke and as the trio began walking towards the house, she put her arm around Rory, "Yeah, well, just wait till you have one of your own, you'll find yourself saying that everyday."
As they neared the house, they heard the phone begin to ring. "I'll get it," Luke said as he hurried ahead leaving the girls behind.
"I'm really not ready to think seriously about having kids yet," Rory said.
"Well, good, cause I'm not sure if I'm ready to have grandkids yet."
They stopped on the porch to enjoy the spring afternoon for a few minutes longer. Rory looked at her mother and asked, "What about kids though? You and Luke, I mean."
Lorelai shrugged and said, "We've talked about it, and while we haven't definitely came to any decisions, I don't think if it happened, either one of us would be upset. And I think Luke would make a great dad."
Lorelai turned to Rory and asked, "What would you think about having another half a sibling?"
Rory smiled and said, "As long as you're happy with it, so am I."
After they exchanged a hug, Lorelai looked at her watch and asked, "What time is your ride back to school supposed to be here?"
Rory glanced at her watch and said, "Donna is supposed to be here around 3:30. We've got plenty of time."
"Well, Luke's probably gonna want to watch baseball, so what do you say you get packed then we'll go get some coffee or something?"
"Sounds great. Give me about fifteen minutes." Rory turned and went inside.
Already starting to miss her daughter, Lorelai watched Rory go inside. Before Lorelai could follow, she heard Rory call from inside, "Mom!"
Something in the tone of Rory's voice caused Lorelai to worry. She hurried into the house and asked, "What is it, sweetie?"
A worried-looking Rory pointed into the living room. Once Lorelai got into the hall, she looked where Rory was pointing and saw Luke standing there, staring off into space with the phone in his hand hanging limply at his side. Lorelai approached Luke and asked, "Luke, honey, are you alright?"
Luke didn't respond until Lorelai touched him on the arm. He turned towards her but his eyes didn't really focus on her. "Luke, what's the matter?" Lorelai asked, the concern building in her voice.
Luke's mouth moved, but he said nothing. Lorelai suddenly realized she could hear the sound of a far-away voice. Looking around, she realized she was hearing someone speaking from the phone in Luke's hand.
With a sense of dread, Lorelai reached down and took the phone from Luke's hand. As she brought the phone to her ear, Luke limply slumped into the chair at the desk. With her heart in her throat, Lorelai spoke into the phone, "Hello?"
A male voice answered, "Yes, I was speaking with a Mr. Luke Danes?"
"What did you say to him?"
"I really need to speak to Mr. Danes. Is he still there?" the voice asked.
Lorelai looked at Luke who continued to sit in the chair and stare off into space. "Luke doesn't seem to be able to talk on the phone. Can you please tell me what you said to him?"
"I'm sorry, can I ask who I'm talking to?"
Fighting off panic and anger, Lorelai said, "This is Lorelai Gilmore. Luke is my fiancé."
"Miss Gilmore," the man started, "My name is Carson Timmons, I'm the Managing Editor for International News magazine. I'm calling because Mr. Danes was listed on the contact information for one of our journalists, Miss Rachel Cooper."
"Oh, my God, Rachel," Lorelai gasped, as her free hand rose to her mouth. "Is she…?"
"Rachel was on assignment in Peru," the voice answered. "Late yesterday, the small plane she was traveling on went down in a remote area."
Lorelai moved her hand from her mouth to rest on Luke's shoulder. Luke's hand reached up and took hold of her hand. Lorelai felt Rory kneel next to her and put her arms around her and Luke.
"Now it's too soon to say for sure," Timmons said, "But reports from the first people on the scene are that there are no survivors."