A/N: I am returning to Gilmore Girls From a long absence. So if my timing
a characters seem off that is probably why...Stupid cable company... moved and
no more GG! A really sweet friend is tivo-ing the eps for me....Bless you
LV.
Chapter 2: Friends, Love and the Really Hard Stuff part 1
There was tension from the moment Jason picked her up because of his semi-declaration of love. The couple just seemed to be off kilter all morning, and Lane and Caesar almost got whiplash from the speed of Luke's mood swing. The divorce papers being signed and off to be filed had done him a world of good, but now suddenly he was a beast again, snapping at Lane and ordering Caesar around. He couldn't even be civil to Lorelai. That was when Lane threw in the towel. She walked up to Luke and dragged him into the pantry.
"Listen, Luke. I know that you've had it rough the last few weeks, but I need you to stop biting people's heads off or you're going to scare all the customers—including but not limited to Lorelai Gilmore—away. That must stop—I need this job and you must have customers in order to pay me—understand?" Lane rumbled only stopping to breathe once.
"Got it. Sorry, Lane. Have dinner on me okay?" Luke said calmly looking the young girl in the face. He's just so sad. Lane thought and she slapped his shoulder.
"'Atta boy!" she smirked and for the first time since Lorelai came in he grinned.
"Back to work, you." He growled now back to his usual gruff self. When he walked into the diner he shook his head in Lorelai's direction and sighed. She'll never get it. He thought and took his mind off it by setting to polishing the counter for the second time that day.
At their table Lorelai and Jason talked intently about her parents and their dating both of which suddenly seemed much more urgent.
"I just don't know how to tell my mother... she'll think it's out of spite..." Lorelai trailed off.
"It's not is it?" Jason asked only half joking.
"No." she shot back at him a little too forcefully.
"All right, if not spite—why?" he asked her perfectly serious.
"Wait a minute, here, mister." She backpedaled quickly. "I'm not the one that brought the "L" word into this. That means I don't have to answer the tough questions—those are all yours."
Luke stepped out of the kitchen to see the pair bent over the table intent on each other and he slid toward the door to his apartment and moved upstairs. When he got there he took out his gloves and taped his hands. Within minutes he was pounding out his anger and frustration on the bag.
Meanwhile Lorelai gathered her things and looked around the diner to find him and say good-bye. When he was nowhere to be found she left with Jason and sighed. What's going on with Luke lately? She asked herself. It was not the dashing verbose Jason that preoccupied her thoughts on the drive back to the Dragonfly. Instead her mind returned again and again to the sullen and oft scowl lined face of Luke Danes. She closed her eyes and it the next moment Jason pulled into the Dragonfly Inn. When he leaned in to kiss her farewell he was offered her cheek and a distracted smile and wave.
As she walked into the lobby to see builders and painters, she was already waiting for Rory to pick up her ringing cell phone.
Chapter 2: Friends, Love and the Really Hard Stuff part 1
There was tension from the moment Jason picked her up because of his semi-declaration of love. The couple just seemed to be off kilter all morning, and Lane and Caesar almost got whiplash from the speed of Luke's mood swing. The divorce papers being signed and off to be filed had done him a world of good, but now suddenly he was a beast again, snapping at Lane and ordering Caesar around. He couldn't even be civil to Lorelai. That was when Lane threw in the towel. She walked up to Luke and dragged him into the pantry.
"Listen, Luke. I know that you've had it rough the last few weeks, but I need you to stop biting people's heads off or you're going to scare all the customers—including but not limited to Lorelai Gilmore—away. That must stop—I need this job and you must have customers in order to pay me—understand?" Lane rumbled only stopping to breathe once.
"Got it. Sorry, Lane. Have dinner on me okay?" Luke said calmly looking the young girl in the face. He's just so sad. Lane thought and she slapped his shoulder.
"'Atta boy!" she smirked and for the first time since Lorelai came in he grinned.
"Back to work, you." He growled now back to his usual gruff self. When he walked into the diner he shook his head in Lorelai's direction and sighed. She'll never get it. He thought and took his mind off it by setting to polishing the counter for the second time that day.
At their table Lorelai and Jason talked intently about her parents and their dating both of which suddenly seemed much more urgent.
"I just don't know how to tell my mother... she'll think it's out of spite..." Lorelai trailed off.
"It's not is it?" Jason asked only half joking.
"No." she shot back at him a little too forcefully.
"All right, if not spite—why?" he asked her perfectly serious.
"Wait a minute, here, mister." She backpedaled quickly. "I'm not the one that brought the "L" word into this. That means I don't have to answer the tough questions—those are all yours."
Luke stepped out of the kitchen to see the pair bent over the table intent on each other and he slid toward the door to his apartment and moved upstairs. When he got there he took out his gloves and taped his hands. Within minutes he was pounding out his anger and frustration on the bag.
Meanwhile Lorelai gathered her things and looked around the diner to find him and say good-bye. When he was nowhere to be found she left with Jason and sighed. What's going on with Luke lately? She asked herself. It was not the dashing verbose Jason that preoccupied her thoughts on the drive back to the Dragonfly. Instead her mind returned again and again to the sullen and oft scowl lined face of Luke Danes. She closed her eyes and it the next moment Jason pulled into the Dragonfly Inn. When he leaned in to kiss her farewell he was offered her cheek and a distracted smile and wave.
As she walked into the lobby to see builders and painters, she was already waiting for Rory to pick up her ringing cell phone.