"So, did you talk to Sara?" Lorelai asked as she walked into the diner. Luke looked up from the paper he was reading in front of him and smiled.
"Yeah, I did. You were right, it was mostly the letters she was upset about," he said. Just then Nicole came into the room from the stairs behind Luke.
"Luke, I still think you shouldn't trust this girl," she said, sitting down at the counter. Lorelai's mouth dropped.
"What do you mean he shouldn't trust her?" she asked. "The girl has been through so much, I think Luke should make sure he's there for her."
"And I think she's some teenager who's just looking for some money," Nicole said, picking at the pie Luke placed in front of her.
"Guys cool it, would ya," he said, but Lorelai continued.
"Have you even met Sara?" she asked. Nicole shook her head. "Well I have," she continued. "She's a very bright, very confused young girl. She's been through a lot, and from what I can tell, Luke is the only person who has ever really offered her help."
"Well, she's a grown woman now," Nicole replied. "So she doesn't need Luke's help anymore."
"You have to be kidding," Lorelai said as Luke motioned at her to stop. She didn't. "Can you imagine going through what that girl has gone through? It wouldn't matter if you were a kid, or if you were 30, you would still need someone you can trust to rely on."
"And why should that be Luke?" Nicole asked.
"Because it needs to be," Luke whispered. They both turned to face him.
"What do you mean?" Nicole asked, standing.
"I mean it's because of me what happened happened," he said. "But it's also because of me that she sings and plays guitar today, and that is so much of who she is now."
"What has that got to do with anything?" Nicole asked.
"Don't you get it?" Luke asked. "I helped make this beautiful young girl the person she is today, and I was barely in her life. I've never been one to believe in fate, or God really, but if I can effect her life like that, it tells me I'm supposed to help her."
"Luke, how do you know it's even Sara?" Nicole asked. Before Luke could answer the bell above the door jingled. All three looked over.
"Oh my God, Sara, what happened?" Luke asked, running over to the door. Sara's shirt was ripped and her right eye was black. Her bottom lip was swollen and bleeding, and she was holding her wrist.
"Bad guy again," she whispered as she let Luke guide her to a chair.
"Jason did this to you?" Luke asked. Sara nodded. "What happened?"
"I told him he didn't need to do anything, I didn't expect anything from him, but he still flipped," Sara mumbled as she began to cry.
"Slow down sweet heart," Lorelai said as she sat down across from her. Sara looked up.
"I'm pregnant," Sara said after a moment of silence. "When I told Jason the first thing he demanded was that I get an abortion. I told him I wouldn't, but that I didn't expect anything from him. He didn't care, and he hit me."
"You're pregnant?" Nicole asked, looking skeptical. "Do you plan on giving the baby up if you don't want an abortion?"
Sara shook her head. "No," she whispered. "I can't imagine spending the rest of my life wondering where my first born child is."
"Then how do you expect to support the child?"
Luke looked up. "Nicole, stop it."
"It's ok," Sara said. "I make a pretty good amount of money, but going to Yale that money is all used up for my education. I'll have to drop out of school, but I'll have enough money."
"And what about emotional support?" Nicole asked. "Surely you don't think you can do this alone." Luke stood up.
"OK Nicole, I think it's time you leave," he said as he grabbed Nicole's jacket and held open the door.
"Excuse me?" Nicole asked. "You're picking her over me?"
Luke laughed. "I'm not picking anything," Luke said. "But you are being completely insensitive right now, leave."
Nicole grabbed her jacket and marched out the door. She turned to say something more, but Luke had already shut the door.
"That wasn't necessary," Sara said as Luke went behind the counter and came back with a damp cloth. Her pulled a chair up beside her.
"Yeah it was," Luke said as he gently began washing the blood off her face. Sara began to laugh.
"What's so funny?" Lorelai asked.
"This," Sara said, motioning towards Luke's hand on her face. "I distinctly remember him healing a nasty cut once before." Luke laughed.
"So who was that woman, anyways?" Sara asked. Luke cleared his throat.
"Uh, my wife," he said in a barely audible whisper.
"What?" Sara asked, moving aside his hand to look at him. "Luke you shouldn't have done that."
"Sara, listen... Nicole and I are... our relationship is...."
"Complicated," Lorelai finished for him.
"Exactly," Luke said as he began wiping the blood of her face again.
"Still," Sara said. "You shouldn't have sent your wife out like that."
Luke sighed. "Don't worry about it, she won't be my wife much longer anyways."
"Yeah, I did. You were right, it was mostly the letters she was upset about," he said. Just then Nicole came into the room from the stairs behind Luke.
"Luke, I still think you shouldn't trust this girl," she said, sitting down at the counter. Lorelai's mouth dropped.
"What do you mean he shouldn't trust her?" she asked. "The girl has been through so much, I think Luke should make sure he's there for her."
"And I think she's some teenager who's just looking for some money," Nicole said, picking at the pie Luke placed in front of her.
"Guys cool it, would ya," he said, but Lorelai continued.
"Have you even met Sara?" she asked. Nicole shook her head. "Well I have," she continued. "She's a very bright, very confused young girl. She's been through a lot, and from what I can tell, Luke is the only person who has ever really offered her help."
"Well, she's a grown woman now," Nicole replied. "So she doesn't need Luke's help anymore."
"You have to be kidding," Lorelai said as Luke motioned at her to stop. She didn't. "Can you imagine going through what that girl has gone through? It wouldn't matter if you were a kid, or if you were 30, you would still need someone you can trust to rely on."
"And why should that be Luke?" Nicole asked.
"Because it needs to be," Luke whispered. They both turned to face him.
"What do you mean?" Nicole asked, standing.
"I mean it's because of me what happened happened," he said. "But it's also because of me that she sings and plays guitar today, and that is so much of who she is now."
"What has that got to do with anything?" Nicole asked.
"Don't you get it?" Luke asked. "I helped make this beautiful young girl the person she is today, and I was barely in her life. I've never been one to believe in fate, or God really, but if I can effect her life like that, it tells me I'm supposed to help her."
"Luke, how do you know it's even Sara?" Nicole asked. Before Luke could answer the bell above the door jingled. All three looked over.
"Oh my God, Sara, what happened?" Luke asked, running over to the door. Sara's shirt was ripped and her right eye was black. Her bottom lip was swollen and bleeding, and she was holding her wrist.
"Bad guy again," she whispered as she let Luke guide her to a chair.
"Jason did this to you?" Luke asked. Sara nodded. "What happened?"
"I told him he didn't need to do anything, I didn't expect anything from him, but he still flipped," Sara mumbled as she began to cry.
"Slow down sweet heart," Lorelai said as she sat down across from her. Sara looked up.
"I'm pregnant," Sara said after a moment of silence. "When I told Jason the first thing he demanded was that I get an abortion. I told him I wouldn't, but that I didn't expect anything from him. He didn't care, and he hit me."
"You're pregnant?" Nicole asked, looking skeptical. "Do you plan on giving the baby up if you don't want an abortion?"
Sara shook her head. "No," she whispered. "I can't imagine spending the rest of my life wondering where my first born child is."
"Then how do you expect to support the child?"
Luke looked up. "Nicole, stop it."
"It's ok," Sara said. "I make a pretty good amount of money, but going to Yale that money is all used up for my education. I'll have to drop out of school, but I'll have enough money."
"And what about emotional support?" Nicole asked. "Surely you don't think you can do this alone." Luke stood up.
"OK Nicole, I think it's time you leave," he said as he grabbed Nicole's jacket and held open the door.
"Excuse me?" Nicole asked. "You're picking her over me?"
Luke laughed. "I'm not picking anything," Luke said. "But you are being completely insensitive right now, leave."
Nicole grabbed her jacket and marched out the door. She turned to say something more, but Luke had already shut the door.
"That wasn't necessary," Sara said as Luke went behind the counter and came back with a damp cloth. Her pulled a chair up beside her.
"Yeah it was," Luke said as he gently began washing the blood off her face. Sara began to laugh.
"What's so funny?" Lorelai asked.
"This," Sara said, motioning towards Luke's hand on her face. "I distinctly remember him healing a nasty cut once before." Luke laughed.
"So who was that woman, anyways?" Sara asked. Luke cleared his throat.
"Uh, my wife," he said in a barely audible whisper.
"What?" Sara asked, moving aside his hand to look at him. "Luke you shouldn't have done that."
"Sara, listen... Nicole and I are... our relationship is...."
"Complicated," Lorelai finished for him.
"Exactly," Luke said as he began wiping the blood of her face again.
"Still," Sara said. "You shouldn't have sent your wife out like that."
Luke sighed. "Don't worry about it, she won't be my wife much longer anyways."
