L.O.V.E. and other life-altering situations…
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Chapter 1: Saturday morning gets you started
Lorelai awoke one morning to the smell of freshly made pan-cakes. At first she thought she was still dreaming. Home-cooked breakfast in the Gilmore household was something so impossible that it could only be a dream. Yeah, that had to be it. She was still dreaming. And her dreams where trying to tell her that she was hungry for some breakfast. Duh! Great dream analysis. Whoever had said that she needed Rory for that?
Lorelai still lay wrapped up in her sheets and smiled. She was dreaming and smiling. Suddenly however she realized that she was freezing. Can you feel cold when you are dreaming?
Didn't think so either.
This wasn't a dream. Lorelai finally made an attempt to lift herself up from the bed only to be almost strangled by the sheets. Then she noticed why she was freezing. She was naked. Lorelai was bare-naked in her bed, slightly sitting half lying because the sheets didn't allow a full sit-up on the right side of her bed, and from downstairs there was a smell of fresh food.
Fresh food- that meant Luke's.
Wait Luke's…
Oh…
Yeah…
Right…
Something…
Last night…
Luke and her…
She and Luke…
Naked….
Finally the synapses of Lorelai's brain made the necessary connections. This was for real, she and Luke had passed home-base last night and now Luke was downstairs making her breakfast. This kind of reminded her of the dream she had had about 2 years ago. She was pregnant in that dream though. Oh my god – was she pregnant? Oh, no, hold on Lorelai…you were safe last night. Okay, hurry up with the remembering there, she told herself. This was only going slowly. Sex can't possibly slow down your thinking, could it? She didn't really have the answer for that immediately but resolved for her own sake that good sex could have that effect. And good it definitely was. I mean, wow. This was just…perfect? Yeah, perfect. Big word, but totally appropriate. This was just her and Luke, and Luke, man, he was gentle, passionate, breathtaking, sensitive. All of the above. Luke's a great lover!
Darn, why hadn't she noticed earlier. I mean why hadn't she felt the tension between them earlier? Those last three months had been great. Dating Luke had been great and last night definitely was the best so far of their short relationship. They had taken their time, had slowly gotten accustomed to being lovers instead of friends. They had had a great summer with movies and romantic dinners, with crazy town gatherings, with loads of flirting and kissing of all kinds. They had spent the nights together just talking and occasionally falling asleep on the couch. They had brought Rory to the airport when she was leaving for Europe and they had picked her up together 5 weeks later. They pretty much hadn't spent a day without each other. It had been great. Although they had taken their time with the physical part, everything up to this point had been so perfect, that it almost scared Lorelai.
I mean, it had never been that perfect. And if it had, like with Christopher, all of a sudden something had happened and everything was down the drain again. Or with Max. They had been so happy until Lorelai had chickened out in the very last minute. This couldn't continue to be so perfect could it? Lorelai's love-life never was perfect. It was as if she was attracting screwed-up relationships. Come on. Digger Stiles? Nothing but weird. Max, Rory's teacher? Way too complicated from the beginning. Oh and Christopher? On and off again like a jojo, totally unbearable. So what was wrong with Luke?
Nope- nothing. She couldn't find anything. Luke was perfect. Lorelai smiled upon that thought, but immediately her face switched back to worry. She was waiting for something bad too happen. She knew it would come, there was just no way around that. Destiny did not want her to be happy.
She sighed. Rory was just the proof for that. The Dragonfly had a great opening, her and Luke were perfect, even Emily and Richard were working on getting back together, but Rory, Rory just wasn't herself anymore. After that night with Dean and their huge fight things had been different. I mean, both of them had tried to act normally around each other, but there was something between them, even though Lorelai couldn't say what it was. They still talked, they still laughed, they still had their silly and crazy moments, but something had changed. Both of them were still figuring out what to do.
Lorelai's mouth escaped another sigh. Alright, so not everything was perfect. The whole Emily-Richard thing wasn't really perfect either. They were working on it though. After Emily's trip they had done some serious talking and both of them had made amends. There was still hope on that front. The happy-end was still far away and Lorelai kind of doubted that it would even come, but there was still hope.
The smell from the kitchen became so intense that Lorelai could hardly stay in bed any longer. Her stomach was crying for food and coffee, which was both down there along with her boyfriend Luke…boyfriend Luke, well, it still had a weird sound to it. Not a bad sound, just one she wasn't accustomed to. Lorelai untangled the sheets, got out of the bed and pulled on her bath-robe which had been sitting on a chair beside the bed. She involuntarily smiled at the sight of her clothes and underwear scattered on the floor. It had been a great night. Then she made her way down the stairs to the kitchen and had to smile even more when upon entering she caught sight of Luke's flannel back. She'd never talk him out his flannel shirts and she had to admit she didn't want to. This was just Luke. This was just so him. As long as he would exchange them for something dressier for special occasions she was fine with them. They had proven to be comfortably soft, not as scratchy as other men's shirts.
"Good morning, lover boy" Lorelai teased.
"Morning, slug-a-bed" he replied, only turning away from his pan for a moment to give her a morning-after smile. Lorelai wasn't sure- had she heard whistling before? No. No. That would be too cliché. Luke whistling after having sex. Thinking about it- how long since Luke last had sex? Nicole. Yeah, no wonder she married him. He definitely wasn't out of practice.
"Dirty" Lorelai scolded herself.
"What?" Luke hissed. He couldn't find anything dirty about his way of making pan-cakes. Crazy woman.
"Oh. Sorry. I was just thinking aloud."
"Oh, I see. Care to share?"
"Well, can't you guess, master of love?"
Luke blushed and smiled but didn't say anything. He simply gave her a quick kiss before he nodded towards the pot of coffee sitting on the counter.
"Mhm, I could really get used to that." Lorelai said grabbing herself a cup to pour some of Luke's coffee into it. "A Luke's breakfast at home. I don't even have to use energy to get dressed and walk over to the diner. And I don't even have to use energy to get undressed in the evening because I have someone for that" she gave him a meaningful smirk.
"I'm glad I'm useful for something" Luke replied. The pancakes were finally ready and he put them on a plate which he set down on the table in front of Lorelai who had just sat down.
"Thanks"
"You're welcome. I have to get going though. I have to open up the diner."
"Wait what time is it?"
"It's like 7:30, why?"
"I'm up and awake at 7:30 on a Saturday?"
"Yes, the smell of food was probably dragging you down here." Luke remarked mockingly. "Well, I'll see you later though!"
"Is that all the coffee you made?" Lorelai asked looking at the ¾ filled pot.
"Yeah, why?"
"Then you'll definitely see me later" Lorelai nodded in agreement and Luke smirked. He had always enjoyed Lorelai's coffee addiction.
Lorelai quickly got up to give him a hug and to kiss him goodbye. And it was quite some goodbye kiss. Both instantly wished that Luke could stay, but no way… Stars Hollow needed its proper breakfast. They reluctantly let go of each other and Luke walked out the kitchen-door, mouthing a "See you later" to her on his way out.
Inside Lorelai was eating her breakfast and never stopped smiling.
On a busy Connecticut highway Rory was stuck behind a smelly truck and cursed at the driver for not giving her a chance to pass. She hadn't thought about the heavy traffic on Saturday morning on the road from Boston to New York when she had spontaneously left Boston one-day earlier than planned. She was supposed to spend one more day with her dad's family, but after three days, she couldn't stand it anymore. I mean Chris was fine, but he was really wrapped up in Georgia who was really cute and luckily more like Chris than Sherry. Rory adored her little half-sibling, but she'd rather have her dad to herself for a few hours to talk about things. She had had a really bad time this summer and wondered where to go from here. There were so many issues that she still had to face but she didn't feel ready for it. Jeez, her life was just messed up and totally not right at the moment.
Chris however was too busy with his family to notice. She had kind of hoped to get some help from him. That had been the reason for her to go visit him in Boston in the first place, but her hopes had not been fulfilled. The few days had given her nothing but more disgust for Sherry who constantly would get on her nerves with her "purple is the new pink" or "doesn't GG look cute in plaid skirts"-rants. That woman was impossible. How could her dad bear living with her? Georgia probably was the only reason why. It still made Rory sad to think that Chris couldn't bear staying with her and Lorelai but could stand the impossible Sherry. She knew it wasn't her, it was all him not being ready for a family the first time, but she still couldn't stop secretly being envious of GG. GG- what a name! She'd always call her sister Georgia.
Rory let out a deep relieved sigh when she finally made it past the stinky truck. She had already spent three stinky days and had had her share of stinkyness for this week. Hear that? Stinky cars, trucks, people, out of the way! Here comes Rory Gilmore who's unnerved and ready to jump into anyone's face. She wondered, did she have the "Don't mess with me"-look plastered on her face? She sure hoped she would.
Oh she couldn't wait to get home where she could bury herself on the couch with blankets and pillows and a good book and she wouldn't have to talk to people. Solitude sure sounded good. Maybe after a few hours she might feel inclined for a night with Lane or with her mom. But for now, just a book sounded best. Reading a book was always a great mood-improver. She felt like mastering a real long one right now. Eating junk-food along reading was obviously included.
Just then Rory passed the sign for the approaching Hartford exit and quickly decided to pass by a good book store and a market in Hartford. Doose's just wasn't her favourite place to shop anymore and well Andrew's- she almost knew his whole collection, so she browsed the streets of Hartford.
She quickly found an appealing looking book-store who was located right next to a big Safeway. Perfect. She parked the car relatively close to the shop-doors happy that it was still kind of early for people to shop. The book-store revealed itself to be quite big on the inside, but Rory quickly found out that there were a lot of sections she wouldn't bother looking at such as home-cooking, children's books, fantasy, romance/smut novels or sections such as monster-trucks. Who would buy a book about monster trucks? The people who watched those kind of shows didn't seem to be quite the ones to read. Oh well, maybe just prejudice.
Mhm, prejudice…Jane Austen sounded kind of good. She hadn't read Mansfield Park so far and this might just be the day to do so. She quickly found the book in the Classics-section and when passing the new-releases table on her way to the cashier's desk grabbed one more that looked intriguing to her. Paying didn't take too long and she was turning towards the door when something made her stop dead in her tracks. A man had just left he shop who looked terribly familiar to her. She hadn't seen his face, but his figure, his manner of walking… But it couldn't be. No, he wouldn't be here. No, no, no. That was impossible.
She shook her head at her stupid thoughts, quickly brushed away the idea and made her way out of the store to get some food in the grocery-shop next door.
This of all things was impossible. He wouldn't be here. He couldn't.
It only took Rory 10 minutes to find all the things she needed and to check out massive amounts of unhealthy food. She had grabbed a few extra things knowing her mom would probably pig out with her. Before she even knew it she was already on the road to Stars Hollow and had already forgotten about the encounter in the bookstore.
A.N.: Well, that's how far I've gotten. I have some ideas for future chapters, but I'd be happy for any suggestions! Does someone actually want me to continue with this fic? I am kind of thinking about balancing it out with Lorelai/Luke and Rory and a guy (definitely not Dean –eeww, no, the previews were bad enough) action. What do you guys think? Please review. Really any comment is helpful. Thanks, Janine
PS-Still searching for a better fic-title. Any ideas?
