Disclaimer: I don't own Gilmore Girls, but you'd think people would know
that..
Spoilers: Um.well, it goes up to Sookie's Wedding, the kiss happened, but then Rory focused on Dean and they stayed together; and I love R/J, don't worry.or do.
~Chapter One~
The sun woke me up this morning. It was a little weird. Usually I wait until my alarm, but today the moment the sun hit my face I was awake. And not just kind of awake, really awake. I guess that's what happens on your wedding day. I shouldn't have expected to sleep in. I shouldn't have even expected to sleep. And I didn't, not really. I was tossing and turning all night, nervous.excited.anxious for the day to come.
Lorelai Leigh Forester. The name ran in my head. I was getting married. I was getting married! Rory Gilmore was getting married to Dean Forester! The Dean I loved.. right? I gave myself a mental slap. Rory Gilmore, you love dean and you know it! Now stop having cold feet and get ready for your wedding!
I slowly dragged myself from the bed. Something felt wrong. I felt.drugged. I hadn't been feeling great for the past week; I had assumed it was the stress of the wedding plans, and that's what this must be, too. I just wish I felt a little better today of all days. Coffee! That's what I needed, coffee. I stood up and walked towards the door. At least that's what I was planning on doing, until the world turned upside down and I was swimming in what felt like a sea of eternal blackness.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
I hummed to myself as I made a fresh pot of coffee. My baby was getting married! "Rory!" I called. "Rory! I have some coffee for you! Rory?" Why wasn't she up yet? Goodness, you'd think today of all days she'd be up earlier than ever before. And she was always up early. I walked to her room, still humming, and slowly cracked the door. I saw the empty bed, so swung the door open. "Rory! Why -" I froze. My baby, my Rory was on the floor, her breath was shallow. I dropped down to her side. "Rory?" I whispered, giving her a little shake. "Rory?" I said a little louder. "Rory!" I was shouting now. "Rory! Rory! Wake up baby, wake up, Rory!" I had begun to cry without realizing it. My baby was unconscious, and on her wedding day no less.
I needed to do something, anything. I ran frantically for the phone and dialed the first number that came to mind. It rang a few times before he picked up.
"Hello?" His deep, soothing voice said.
"Luke, oh my gosh, Luke, you gotta get over here, you got -"
"Lorelai? Lorelai, calm down, what is it?" He interrupted.
"Luke, you gotta come over, Rory.she's not awake.. she's unconscious Luke! I cant' wake her up!"
"Lorelai, calm down! I'll be right over" *click* He hung up. I slowly tried to breathe, taking comfort that help - that Luke was on the way.
Spoilers: Um.well, it goes up to Sookie's Wedding, the kiss happened, but then Rory focused on Dean and they stayed together; and I love R/J, don't worry.or do.
~Chapter One~
The sun woke me up this morning. It was a little weird. Usually I wait until my alarm, but today the moment the sun hit my face I was awake. And not just kind of awake, really awake. I guess that's what happens on your wedding day. I shouldn't have expected to sleep in. I shouldn't have even expected to sleep. And I didn't, not really. I was tossing and turning all night, nervous.excited.anxious for the day to come.
Lorelai Leigh Forester. The name ran in my head. I was getting married. I was getting married! Rory Gilmore was getting married to Dean Forester! The Dean I loved.. right? I gave myself a mental slap. Rory Gilmore, you love dean and you know it! Now stop having cold feet and get ready for your wedding!
I slowly dragged myself from the bed. Something felt wrong. I felt.drugged. I hadn't been feeling great for the past week; I had assumed it was the stress of the wedding plans, and that's what this must be, too. I just wish I felt a little better today of all days. Coffee! That's what I needed, coffee. I stood up and walked towards the door. At least that's what I was planning on doing, until the world turned upside down and I was swimming in what felt like a sea of eternal blackness.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
I hummed to myself as I made a fresh pot of coffee. My baby was getting married! "Rory!" I called. "Rory! I have some coffee for you! Rory?" Why wasn't she up yet? Goodness, you'd think today of all days she'd be up earlier than ever before. And she was always up early. I walked to her room, still humming, and slowly cracked the door. I saw the empty bed, so swung the door open. "Rory! Why -" I froze. My baby, my Rory was on the floor, her breath was shallow. I dropped down to her side. "Rory?" I whispered, giving her a little shake. "Rory?" I said a little louder. "Rory!" I was shouting now. "Rory! Rory! Wake up baby, wake up, Rory!" I had begun to cry without realizing it. My baby was unconscious, and on her wedding day no less.
I needed to do something, anything. I ran frantically for the phone and dialed the first number that came to mind. It rang a few times before he picked up.
"Hello?" His deep, soothing voice said.
"Luke, oh my gosh, Luke, you gotta get over here, you got -"
"Lorelai? Lorelai, calm down, what is it?" He interrupted.
"Luke, you gotta come over, Rory.she's not awake.. she's unconscious Luke! I cant' wake her up!"
"Lorelai, calm down! I'll be right over" *click* He hung up. I slowly tried to breathe, taking comfort that help - that Luke was on the way.