"Hello?"
A low voice thundered into the receiver. "Lorelai Gimore?"
"Yes this is she,"
"This is officer Spears calling from the Star Hollow's police department,"
"Uh-hi officer Spears. Nice name by the way-saw the missus in a music video the other day, she's sure living up to her slutty standards!"
"Excuse me,"
"It was a joke,"
"Oh, right. Onto a more serious matter. I'm sure you would like to know that Nicole has awoken from her comma,"
"Yes, I would like to know," She'd like to know why a police officer was calling her so early in the morning.
"On the contrary, you probably would not like to know that Detective Webber has informed me that you may have had some affect on the accident,"
Damn detectives, too smart for their own good. He continued informing.
"Although, there may be other factors that contribute to what happened,"
Lorelai half grinned to herself, "Really?" she asked hopefully.
"It's not a cops job to lie,"
Thank god. She could already tell that he was on her side. -------------
The police station put a whole knew meaning to chaos. Punks with colours of dye in their hair previously unknown to the spectrum, Ladies holding teddy bears, grandmas yelling at no one in particular. But unlike 99% of all the other mad, sad and mixed up people there, Lorelai Gilmore was innocent.
She was sitting in a "preview of prison" waiting room when officer Spears sauntered in. He had half a finished donut hanging out of his mouth, under his tufted moustache. Very stereotypical.
"Any relationship with Nicole Leahy?" he wondered.
Just then Luke entered the room. At least it looked like Luke. But Lorelai's peripheral vision wasn't always trustworthy. He was making his way towards them, as Lorelai failed to answer the cop's question. Plaid shirt, could be flannel, baseball cap screwed firmly on his head, an expression of-"
"I came as soon as I could,"
Yup, it was Luke. She didn't make eye contact with him though, because part of her knew he didn't want to talk to her.
"Thankyou," the officer mumbled through his donut. "Lemme show you two into my office,"
He led them through the crowded hall, and it made Lorelai shiver slightly, thinking that to everyone else here she belonged as much as they did. She'd take a chance with Luke, maybe he wouldn't be ignorant. "This place freaks me out,"
"Why is that?" Luke questioned stiffly.
Hmmm. Well at least she got a reply.
"Here it is, come on in you two,"
"Don't mind if I do," Lorelai said, making sure to hold the door open for Luke.
He showed Luke and Lorelai into a stuffy room. A basketball poster on one wall and a Cocola poster on the other. The scent of cigarette smoke lingered faintly in the air. "Sit," he told them, pointing at two weathered chairs.
Luke felt awkward. He wasn't the type to chum up with the cop, or sit in an office that was un-hygienic.
"As you know, we're here to discuss Miss. Leahy's accident and the potential causes. I have been informed, that you, Miss. Gilmore gave the victim sleeping pills just before the accident," He tapped his chubby figures on his desk, staring at her pointedly. "Why?"
"Oh-well, see," Yankee Doodle started to play very noisily in her purse. "She glanced at officer Spears. "May I?'
"Pesky things, go ahead, but if you planned this, and it's a weak attempt to escape you will have no such luck," Lorelai evacuated the room instantly to get the call.
"So, Mr. Danes?"
"Mr. Spears,"
"Why don't we get you going on the same question? What do you think Miss. Gilmore's motives could have been?" Still awkward. Luke knew what one big juicy motive of hers could have been, but it revolved around certain feelings for a certain person, which he wasn't sure, she had.
"Motives, motives, ah- what does that word mean again?"
The officer stared at him skeptically, as if he were a two year old who had just eaten into his cabinet to retrieve a favourite toy. " "Possible reasons why she gave Miss Leahy the sleeping pills," he finally explained.
"Oh right, yeah-uh that could be, okay to be straight with ya, I'm still not really getting the question,"
The officer blinked, and grabbed a pen. "Luke, can I call you Luke?"
"Better then Lucas, I'll give ya that,"
"Alright. Luke. I realize that the pressure is on here, but I want you to try and be as honest as possible,"
"O-okay," Luke gazed at the officer expectantly, who exchanged his glance. "Oh, right, well uh what do I think her motives could have been? Maybe, something to do with coffee. She chugs it like spring water. I tell her over, and over, that stuff's gonna kill her someday but no-ooo she doesn't care. Not to brag or anything but I guess it's because I do make a pretty mean cup of-"
"Mr. Danes?" officer Spears slowly waved his hand in front of Luke's face. "Let's try to stay on task here. Trust me, in my day I've run into loads of people who enjoy changing the subject, but so far you are the champ,"
Luke chuckled. "Nice to know,"
Lorelai finished her call. It was from Rory, of course. Calling for advice on how to explain to her roomies that he she had accidently flooded the washroom. She began to walk casually to the door.
"Not to be rude, even though it'd my job," the cop pointed out.
Lorelai was standing outside the door now. She decided to listen in for a few minutes. He wouldn't expect any mischief, she was fast. The metal felt cool against her skin as the copper's voice floated into the hallway.
"But are there any complications in your and Miss. Gilmore's relationship?"
Uh oh.
"Complications?" Luke sounded worried.
"Yes, complications,"
"In our relationship?"
"Yes,"
"No. Definitely not," Lorelai laughed quietly to herself. Of course he'd try and take the easy route out. She could practically feel officer Spears raising his eyebrows.
"That was a bit of a hasty response, Mr. Danes,"
"Christ, I feel like I'm on some ridiculous game show,"
"Good, we'll call it Cop pop, now- answer my question!'
"Right. Well, ya know, there are complications in all friendships."
Lorelai was pushed into the room, "Get a life lady,"
"Hi, wow, uh, sorry about that. I'll uh flick my switch off turbo speed. So where were we?' She inquired. Lorelai perched back down on her chair and flashed her pearly whites at the officer.
"Somewhere between hell and a Dixie chick's concert," Luke muttered under his breath.
"I was just asking Luke if you two are just friends,"
Lorelai laughed nervously, the room seemed to get stuffier by the minute. "Oh, wow. If I had a penny for every time someone asked me that question,"
"The answer being,"
"Yes," Luke and Lorelai said in harmony, almost too on cue.
The policeman chuckled. "Really?'
"See, Luke, feeds me. And well, let's put it this way, anyone who feeds me is on my top ten list. Not to say that only ten people feed me, the list changes depending on what country I'm in," The officer raised his left hand, signaling her to stop. But Lorelai realized that he was taking notes and continued blabbing. "But you know, I've got about ten different lists so really there are about 100 people that feed me,"
"I want you to be straight with me. There ARE romantic complications here aren't there?"
Luke shifted uncomfortably in his seat. Of course there were romantic complications. He's been in love with the women for 17 damn years but has always been too discouraged to tell her! " What? NO!" ALWAYS too scared to tell her.
The officer rolled his eyes, and took a bite out of the powdered donut he had layed on his desk. "You've GOT to be kidding me. I could cut the tension in here with a knife!"
Luke was angry. "Look mister. I didn't come all the way down here so that I could be questioned about feelings I no longer have!" He could be rash when he was mad.
"Yeah! If you wanna hear tragic tales of woe on the subject of the server and the servee, join the Star Hollow's gossip club, they can dish out a lot of juicy stuff," She added. She then turned to Luke, mouth slightly opened, realizing that he had actually just commented on the officer's question. "What did you just say?"
"Uhhhh"
The policeman clarified. "Something about previous feelings. Lorelai, were you aware that sometime in the past this man had more then platonic feelings for you?"
"What? I'm not even sure that is what Mr. Danes said. Is that what you said, LUCAS?"
Officer Spears shook his head approvingly. "Great way to word that question,"
"Sure, pick on the innocent one," Luke grumbled.
"Sorry?"
It was Luke's time to tell the world. And for once in his life he didn't over look the opportunity. "Yes, okay? Yes, sometime in the past I have had more then friendly feelings for her. But I'm left wondering, how the hell is this relevant to the matter at hand?"
"Oh well, is it not possible that if you liked her, therefore acted kindly towards said woman-she would in turn develop feelings for you-which inevitably would become jealousy and hate towards your love interests,"
For the first time in a day, Luke looked directly at Lorelai, piercing her with his eyes, "Sounds about right, so then the real question is."
The policeman cut him off. "The real question is, Miss Gilmore, do you have romantic feeling for Mr. Danes?"
It sounded like one of those cheesy "it's the end of the world if you say no" questions that you hear in soap operas. Lorelai burst out laughing. Maybe it was to cover the reality. She really didn't know if she had feelings for Luke. She knew that everyone expected her too, as if it were her life's duty, but she had never really had the opportunity to dig deep down and actually find an answer. "Seriously?"
"Yes,"
"What if I told you that this had nothing to do with what actually happened, and that the accident actually occurred because of a blurry eyed bed head misplacing pills-"?
"It would be important information for the," The cop stopped to cough, "files,"
But you wouldn't actually believe me would ya? She almost asked. "Look Mr. Spears, Luke is kind, and compassionate and generous, and makes killer coffee, but I just don't think-" He wasn't listening. Officer Spears was taking a message through his police radio.
"Yeah, unh hunh-really? Okay," He looked Lorelai straight in the eye. "Miss Gilmore, you just may be off the hook,"
A low voice thundered into the receiver. "Lorelai Gimore?"
"Yes this is she,"
"This is officer Spears calling from the Star Hollow's police department,"
"Uh-hi officer Spears. Nice name by the way-saw the missus in a music video the other day, she's sure living up to her slutty standards!"
"Excuse me,"
"It was a joke,"
"Oh, right. Onto a more serious matter. I'm sure you would like to know that Nicole has awoken from her comma,"
"Yes, I would like to know," She'd like to know why a police officer was calling her so early in the morning.
"On the contrary, you probably would not like to know that Detective Webber has informed me that you may have had some affect on the accident,"
Damn detectives, too smart for their own good. He continued informing.
"Although, there may be other factors that contribute to what happened,"
Lorelai half grinned to herself, "Really?" she asked hopefully.
"It's not a cops job to lie,"
Thank god. She could already tell that he was on her side. -------------
The police station put a whole knew meaning to chaos. Punks with colours of dye in their hair previously unknown to the spectrum, Ladies holding teddy bears, grandmas yelling at no one in particular. But unlike 99% of all the other mad, sad and mixed up people there, Lorelai Gilmore was innocent.
She was sitting in a "preview of prison" waiting room when officer Spears sauntered in. He had half a finished donut hanging out of his mouth, under his tufted moustache. Very stereotypical.
"Any relationship with Nicole Leahy?" he wondered.
Just then Luke entered the room. At least it looked like Luke. But Lorelai's peripheral vision wasn't always trustworthy. He was making his way towards them, as Lorelai failed to answer the cop's question. Plaid shirt, could be flannel, baseball cap screwed firmly on his head, an expression of-"
"I came as soon as I could,"
Yup, it was Luke. She didn't make eye contact with him though, because part of her knew he didn't want to talk to her.
"Thankyou," the officer mumbled through his donut. "Lemme show you two into my office,"
He led them through the crowded hall, and it made Lorelai shiver slightly, thinking that to everyone else here she belonged as much as they did. She'd take a chance with Luke, maybe he wouldn't be ignorant. "This place freaks me out,"
"Why is that?" Luke questioned stiffly.
Hmmm. Well at least she got a reply.
"Here it is, come on in you two,"
"Don't mind if I do," Lorelai said, making sure to hold the door open for Luke.
He showed Luke and Lorelai into a stuffy room. A basketball poster on one wall and a Cocola poster on the other. The scent of cigarette smoke lingered faintly in the air. "Sit," he told them, pointing at two weathered chairs.
Luke felt awkward. He wasn't the type to chum up with the cop, or sit in an office that was un-hygienic.
"As you know, we're here to discuss Miss. Leahy's accident and the potential causes. I have been informed, that you, Miss. Gilmore gave the victim sleeping pills just before the accident," He tapped his chubby figures on his desk, staring at her pointedly. "Why?"
"Oh-well, see," Yankee Doodle started to play very noisily in her purse. "She glanced at officer Spears. "May I?'
"Pesky things, go ahead, but if you planned this, and it's a weak attempt to escape you will have no such luck," Lorelai evacuated the room instantly to get the call.
"So, Mr. Danes?"
"Mr. Spears,"
"Why don't we get you going on the same question? What do you think Miss. Gilmore's motives could have been?" Still awkward. Luke knew what one big juicy motive of hers could have been, but it revolved around certain feelings for a certain person, which he wasn't sure, she had.
"Motives, motives, ah- what does that word mean again?"
The officer stared at him skeptically, as if he were a two year old who had just eaten into his cabinet to retrieve a favourite toy. " "Possible reasons why she gave Miss Leahy the sleeping pills," he finally explained.
"Oh right, yeah-uh that could be, okay to be straight with ya, I'm still not really getting the question,"
The officer blinked, and grabbed a pen. "Luke, can I call you Luke?"
"Better then Lucas, I'll give ya that,"
"Alright. Luke. I realize that the pressure is on here, but I want you to try and be as honest as possible,"
"O-okay," Luke gazed at the officer expectantly, who exchanged his glance. "Oh, right, well uh what do I think her motives could have been? Maybe, something to do with coffee. She chugs it like spring water. I tell her over, and over, that stuff's gonna kill her someday but no-ooo she doesn't care. Not to brag or anything but I guess it's because I do make a pretty mean cup of-"
"Mr. Danes?" officer Spears slowly waved his hand in front of Luke's face. "Let's try to stay on task here. Trust me, in my day I've run into loads of people who enjoy changing the subject, but so far you are the champ,"
Luke chuckled. "Nice to know,"
Lorelai finished her call. It was from Rory, of course. Calling for advice on how to explain to her roomies that he she had accidently flooded the washroom. She began to walk casually to the door.
"Not to be rude, even though it'd my job," the cop pointed out.
Lorelai was standing outside the door now. She decided to listen in for a few minutes. He wouldn't expect any mischief, she was fast. The metal felt cool against her skin as the copper's voice floated into the hallway.
"But are there any complications in your and Miss. Gilmore's relationship?"
Uh oh.
"Complications?" Luke sounded worried.
"Yes, complications,"
"In our relationship?"
"Yes,"
"No. Definitely not," Lorelai laughed quietly to herself. Of course he'd try and take the easy route out. She could practically feel officer Spears raising his eyebrows.
"That was a bit of a hasty response, Mr. Danes,"
"Christ, I feel like I'm on some ridiculous game show,"
"Good, we'll call it Cop pop, now- answer my question!'
"Right. Well, ya know, there are complications in all friendships."
Lorelai was pushed into the room, "Get a life lady,"
"Hi, wow, uh, sorry about that. I'll uh flick my switch off turbo speed. So where were we?' She inquired. Lorelai perched back down on her chair and flashed her pearly whites at the officer.
"Somewhere between hell and a Dixie chick's concert," Luke muttered under his breath.
"I was just asking Luke if you two are just friends,"
Lorelai laughed nervously, the room seemed to get stuffier by the minute. "Oh, wow. If I had a penny for every time someone asked me that question,"
"The answer being,"
"Yes," Luke and Lorelai said in harmony, almost too on cue.
The policeman chuckled. "Really?'
"See, Luke, feeds me. And well, let's put it this way, anyone who feeds me is on my top ten list. Not to say that only ten people feed me, the list changes depending on what country I'm in," The officer raised his left hand, signaling her to stop. But Lorelai realized that he was taking notes and continued blabbing. "But you know, I've got about ten different lists so really there are about 100 people that feed me,"
"I want you to be straight with me. There ARE romantic complications here aren't there?"
Luke shifted uncomfortably in his seat. Of course there were romantic complications. He's been in love with the women for 17 damn years but has always been too discouraged to tell her! " What? NO!" ALWAYS too scared to tell her.
The officer rolled his eyes, and took a bite out of the powdered donut he had layed on his desk. "You've GOT to be kidding me. I could cut the tension in here with a knife!"
Luke was angry. "Look mister. I didn't come all the way down here so that I could be questioned about feelings I no longer have!" He could be rash when he was mad.
"Yeah! If you wanna hear tragic tales of woe on the subject of the server and the servee, join the Star Hollow's gossip club, they can dish out a lot of juicy stuff," She added. She then turned to Luke, mouth slightly opened, realizing that he had actually just commented on the officer's question. "What did you just say?"
"Uhhhh"
The policeman clarified. "Something about previous feelings. Lorelai, were you aware that sometime in the past this man had more then platonic feelings for you?"
"What? I'm not even sure that is what Mr. Danes said. Is that what you said, LUCAS?"
Officer Spears shook his head approvingly. "Great way to word that question,"
"Sure, pick on the innocent one," Luke grumbled.
"Sorry?"
It was Luke's time to tell the world. And for once in his life he didn't over look the opportunity. "Yes, okay? Yes, sometime in the past I have had more then friendly feelings for her. But I'm left wondering, how the hell is this relevant to the matter at hand?"
"Oh well, is it not possible that if you liked her, therefore acted kindly towards said woman-she would in turn develop feelings for you-which inevitably would become jealousy and hate towards your love interests,"
For the first time in a day, Luke looked directly at Lorelai, piercing her with his eyes, "Sounds about right, so then the real question is."
The policeman cut him off. "The real question is, Miss Gilmore, do you have romantic feeling for Mr. Danes?"
It sounded like one of those cheesy "it's the end of the world if you say no" questions that you hear in soap operas. Lorelai burst out laughing. Maybe it was to cover the reality. She really didn't know if she had feelings for Luke. She knew that everyone expected her too, as if it were her life's duty, but she had never really had the opportunity to dig deep down and actually find an answer. "Seriously?"
"Yes,"
"What if I told you that this had nothing to do with what actually happened, and that the accident actually occurred because of a blurry eyed bed head misplacing pills-"?
"It would be important information for the," The cop stopped to cough, "files,"
But you wouldn't actually believe me would ya? She almost asked. "Look Mr. Spears, Luke is kind, and compassionate and generous, and makes killer coffee, but I just don't think-" He wasn't listening. Officer Spears was taking a message through his police radio.
"Yeah, unh hunh-really? Okay," He looked Lorelai straight in the eye. "Miss Gilmore, you just may be off the hook,"