Authors Note: Alright guys first off-thank you for the great feedback I've been getting from all of you! It means a lot! Secondly-This is the chapter I had in my head the whole story...and you might realize that this is the chapter where the characters (mostly Lorelai) are out of character. But I liked the idea of having her in this like depressed slump, only leading to a better come back. So, I know some of it seems unrealistic, but try to bare with me! Thank's guys! Enjoy the chapter

Just A Reminder: Disclaimer, reminder, same things. Not mine-don't sue.

Chapter Fifteen: Rain Does Crazy Things

Later that night, Lorelai finally woke up. She looked around, and had no idea what time it was. She glanced out the window, it was pitch black. She glanced at the clock that read 9:30, and saw her reflection in the mirror. She gasped at her swollen, puffy eyes. 'So it wasn't a nightmare.' She thought. Her head was pounding, she needed coffee. There was no way she could show her face at Luke's though. She grabbed her laptop, and sat in her bed writing Rory an email.

I really messed up badly, Rory. I don't know what to do...Luke is so mad at me. He said that maybe we shouldn't be dating right now if I was so confused, and kissing other guys. I'm not confused though. I want to be with Luke, and only Luke. That goes without said, but Rory, I don't know why I let Max kiss me. I don't know why I didn't fight for him to get off of me. I could have ended it in a second, but I didn't, and that's what kills me. So, here I am, alone again. I can't show my face at Luke's. I don't know how things will be when I see him. Awkward, of course, but what? Are we even friends? I have no clue as to where we stand, and it hurt's so badly. Here I am again, broken heart and all. I love you-mom.

She laid back against the headboard and glanced at the phone.

"I've got to fix things." She said, grabbing the phone and dialing the number of the diner.

"Luke's." He said very blandly. You could tell he was in a bad mood.

Lorelai didn't say anything. She sat there, staring blankly ahead of her.

"Hello?" He repeated, and hung up before she could say something.

She fell asleep not to long afterwards, and slept in until 11. 'That's unusual.' She woke up, depressed. 'What a great way to start my day' she thought while the moments of last night flashed through her head. Still, with a pounding headache all she wanted was coffee from Luke's.

"Dragonfly Inn."

"Sookie?"

"Yeah, it's me, what's up sweetie?" From the tone in Lorelai's voice, she could tell something was wrong. She sounded sad, and quiet.

"Can you come over here for a little bit?"

"Is everything okay?"

"Not really...but I'll explain. Is the Inn crowded? Do you think you could sneak out for a little bit without Michel going crazy?"

"Yeah, no problem."

"Sookie?"

"Yeah?"

"Will you do me a favor?"

"Sure, what is it?"

"Will you just grab me a cup of coffee from Luke's on your way over here."

Sookie caught on the second she asked her to get her coffee. Why wouldn't she just go herself? Something had to of happend. But now was not the time to pester.

"Of course...I'll see you in a little bit."

When Luke heard the bells jingle over the door, he looked up and saw Sookie staring at him. 'Could she already possibly know?' He grabbed a towel and started scrubbing one certain spot on the counter.

"Coffee to go, please." Sookie said while placing the money out on the counter.

They made awkward eye contact. Sookie didn't want to mention anything, because she wasn't sure as to what was going on. Luke looked at her as if she knew what was going on though. He handed her the cup and took the money from the counter.

"Thanks"

He nodded, and she walked out. No words said, no questions asked. 'Great, now I'm the bad guy' he thought. 'Just because she can't make up her mind who she wants to be with, I'm the mean one.'

After a few knocks at the door, Sookie let herself in, wandering through out the house. "Lorelai? Are you here?" She eventually made her way to Lorelai's closed door. She opened it slowly, and saw Lorelai sitting on the edge of her bed, crying softly into her hands. Sookie sat down next to her and rubbed her back. When Lorelai finally got the strength to move, she wiped away her tears, grabbed the coffee from Sookie and took one, long sip.

"What's the matter Lorelai?"

"We broke up." She said quietly. She hated saying those three words. It felt like she was stepping on herself, the stupidity rubbing in even more. Those words sounded so isolated. It made her realize in reality, they were no longer together, and that things might never be the same between them. "This is exactly what I was afraid of."

"Afraid of what?"

"Hurting him. I didn't mean to Sookie. I promise, I didn't."

"What happend?"

Lorelai sighed, and closed her eyes, rethinking her encounter with Max. She hated telling people the story, but knew that Sookie deserved some sort of explanation.

"I went to a coffee shop after shopping around in Hartford yesterday. And as the lady gave me my coffee, I heard somebody call my name from the other side of the counter, and there he was. Max." Sookie's face dropped a little. "So, we walked outside, and started talking on the this bench behind the shop, and he kissed me." She took a long pause.

"That's not that bad. Did you explain to Luke that he was the one who kissed you?"

She continued, ignoring Sookie's question. "And, I didn't pull away right away. I was a little shocked, and a little confused, and let him kiss me. I finally came to my senses and pulled away. I tried to say something, but the words just wouldn't come out. So, he kissed me again, and I let him again. I kissed him back again, I messed up again. And when I finally pulled away, I told him that I had to go, and I just ran. I ran from him, and I ran to my car, and raced home, crying." She said in choppy sentences.

Sookie tried to find the right words to say, but weren't sure what they were. "How did Luke take it?" That wasn't exactly what she thought she should say, but it's the first thing that came out.

"Badly. It's not like I slept with him, Sookie. But, I do know that I let him kiss me twice, and I continued kissing him. That's not something a person in love does, Sookie. And I'm so confused, because...I know I'm in love with Luke. And I know that I have zero feelings for Max, but I'm just so confused as to why I didn't pull away. I didn't exactly enjoy the kiss, but still."

"Lorelai, you almost got married to Max. I see why it's so confusing. Sure you might not have feelings for him that show, but deep down, in the back of your heart and head, you know a little scar of Max will always be there. And, the scar just took over."

Lorelai thought about what Sookie said for a moment. She nodded, and suddenly, things became much clearer to her.

"You're right. It's just...when I saw him, all these old feelings came back. Not necessarily good ones, but not necessarily bad one's either. Just...Max feelings. But it's not like I'd ever want to start something with Max, or anybody, except for Luke. He's the only one that I want to be with, Sookie."

"Well then you're going to have to tell him that."

"But he won't understand. I tried telling him, and he just said that we shouldn't be together."

"Give him some time. When I saw him today, he looked upset. I knew something was wrong when you asked me to get you coffee. And when I got there, he didn't even talk to me. He just gave me a weird stare, and handed me the coffee. I don't think he's so happy about the decision he made."

"Yeah, well, I can't imagine him forgiving me so quickly. I was stupid, he should take all the time he needs. And as much as I'm going to hate that, I'm going to have to wait until he's ready to forgive me. And I don't know how long it will take, but however long it is...I'm going to wait. Even if it takes a year, I'm waiting."

Sookie smiled sympathetically. "I'm glad to hear it." She glanced over at the clock, "I've gotta get back to the Inn, so I'll talk to you later okay? Take it easy." She turned over to Lorelai and gave her a big hug. She needed that.

"Thanks, Sookie."

"Feel better. Call me if you need anything, okay?"

She nodded and watched Sookie walk out the door. The second she disappeared, Lorelai fell into the gloom again. The feeling that nothing would ever be okay again, the feeling that she could never get the guts up to show her face to Luke...she felt sick to her stomach.

For the rest of the day, she stuck around the house, wallowing. She wanted nothing more than to go to Luke's and for everything to be okay, or at least...normal, but that was too much to wish for. She needed somebody to be there with her...Rory. But Rory was thousand's of mile's away, having fun, and probably coming up with answers to her problems where Lorelai sat on the couch, confused, depressed, and alone.

The next morning, Lorelai woke up at around 10. The first thing she did was grab the phone and call the Inn.

"Dragonfly Inn, Michel speaking."

"Michel, let me talk to Sookie."

"Lorelai? Is that you? No, no...it can't be. Because Lorelai should be here, answering phone's with me."

"Michel, give Sookie the phone right now."

"Just a second, let me see if she's in her proper area."

He walked into the kitchen and threw the phone at Sookie. "It is for you."

As he walked out of the kitchen, she answered the phone. "Hello?"

"Hi, it's me." She said quietly.

"How are you?"

"Not so good. Listen Sookie, I don't think I can come into today. I really don't feel good."

"Haven't talked to Luke yet?"

"No, I haven't, and I don't know when I will. But, for now, I just feel sick, and I don't think it'd be good to come in. Will you be okay without me?" Although she embellished a little bit on the feeling of sickness, over her feeling of depression, Sookie went along with it.

"Yeah, we'll be fine. Get better, okay?"

"Thanks."

Lorelai spent the whole day in her bed, doing nothing. It wasn't until abut 6 when she got out her laptop to see if Rory had emailed her back, and to her luck, she did.

Hi Mom...how are you? I really hope things are getting better with you. I don't know what to say about you and Luke other than you should try and fix things up as soon as possible. I wish I could be there with you, but unfortunately I can't. I'm having a great time in Chicago. The city is beautiful, and we're meeting a lot of nice people. Call me whenever you're in the mood. I miss you tons. Love, Rory.

It took her 20 minutes before pressing the 'reply' button. She was so weak, and emotionally tired. She hadn't eaten anything since yesterday morning, and hadn't showered for a few days. She was dirty, hungry, and bored. Bored with everything...and had no energy, whatsoever.

I'm glad to hear you are having fun in Chicago. Enjoy it while it lasts. -Mom

She clicked send, and put the laptop on the floor. She laid on her bed and thought, 'that wasn't what I was planning on writing.' She had no energy to write anything more, though. She didn't even write love. The thought of saying that word made her sick to her stomach. All she wanted to do was talk to Luke, but knew that she couldn't...at least not yet.

She did nothing for the rest of the night. She stayed in her bed all day, with a few occasional trips to the bathroom, but not once did she go down to the kitchen to get a bite to eat, or even a cup of coffee. She never went more than a few hours without a cup of coffee, but she hadn't had any for over 24 hours.

At 10 the next morning, Lorelai called up the Inn and told Sookie that once again she wouldn't be coming in. Luckily, Sookie understood, otherwise, it wouldn't be so easy. It's not like she was doing anything with herself. She finally went down to make a pot of coffee, and grabbed a pop tart. She re-adjusted herself on the couch under a blanket and took a sip of her coffee.

'Oh gross,' she thought to herself while putting down the coffee. 'That's the worst coffee I've ever had. I'd rather drink the coffee from Parents Night when I first saw...Max.' Shaking her head, she took the smallest bite of her pop tart, and put that down too. Suddenly, she wasn't hungry. She found herself in the familiar position of sleeping. She slept most of the day. That's all she found herself to do. She didn't want to get up or do anything. 'This is so horrible,' she thought, 'I have to get up. I can't do this any longer. I can't be one of those depressed girls that don't eat or move for weeks.' She made her first attempt to turn the TV on in over 2 days, and watched a crappy reality show that she thought would make her laugh, but without fail, she went laugh less.

Towards 10:45 PM, it started raining hard. Although she couldn't tell the full effects of the rain, and didn't want to get up to see them, her conclusion came to: It was raining hard.

Wearing an old pair of sweat pants and a stained grey sweatshirt, like a zombie, Lorelai got up from the couch. Not bothering putting on her shoes, she walked outside on the front porch. It was pouring out. Thundering and lightning like crazy.

"This is so stupid," she whispered.

All of a sudden, Lorelai was running through the rain towards Luke's, barefoot. It didn't go without seconds of either lightning, or thundering, but that didn't stop Lorelai from running. She ran as fast as humanly possible. Or at least as fast as any temporarily paralyzed person could. When she arrived at the diner, she looked in from the window and saw Luke scrubbing a table. She started hysterically crying. She ran up to the door, and opened it. Luke looked up, and saw Lorelai, soaking wet, sobbing. She ran up to him, and grabbed him towards her. She dragged him outside, in the pouring rain.

"Lorelai, what are you doing? Are you going through some sort of psychotic phase?"

She was crying harder than ever. She was being drenched by the falling rain, but that didn't stop her. Gasping for air, she threw her head in her hands and started to fall over onto the soaking wet sidewalk. She found herself sitting in a little puddle with her head inbetween her legs, crying. Luke bent down and tried to pick her up, but she refused. Finally after a few moments, she lifted her head up and stared at Luke. She came to her senses and stood up. She grasped onto Luke's hands because she needed some type of support. And even though in reality she was only a few feet away from him, she felt miles and miles away. She never felt so far from somebody.

"Lor--" Luke started.

"LUKE! Don't talk!" She screamed. She was still crying...hard, but tried to say something. With the rain, and thunder, it was hard for them to hear eachother, so screaming was all they had left to do. After a few seconds, her crying slowed down just a little. To the point where she could almost get words without taking a break after every word. "We can't be like this! I can't be away from you! I love you so much Luke. You have no idea," she shouted. "I have been so depressed for the past 3 days, and I can't imagine being without you Luke!" Her crying slowed down even more, she hair was dripping wet and falling in her eyes, but she continued talking anyways. "I was an idiot, Luke! I was stupid! It was one of the biggest mistakes I've ever made, letting Max kiss me! I shouldn't have let him, and I shouldn't have hurt you! And I've realized, Luke, that I didn't let him kiss me because I have feelings for him. But because I was so confused, I never knew I could ever be this happy. It all seemed like a dream until Max kissed me. Then my dream suddenly turned into reality. I realized that I needed this mistake to happen for me to see how much you mean to me. I wouldn't ever let something like this happen, ever again! Because I love you more than I've ever loved anybody."

Luke looked at her...surprised. This wasn't like Lorelai. She was always so independant, never needing anybody in her life, but this time it was different, and he knew it. She looked at him with begging eyes. She wiped away the water and tears from her face, and pushed back her hair. She grabbed her head and starting squeezing it. She closed her eyes, and prayed silently for him to say something. But he didn't. He leaned in and pressed his lips hard against hers. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and he put his around her waist, slightly picking her up. She broke away, still crying, "I love you Luke," she said quietly, repeating herself over and over again. "I'm so sorry. Please forgive me! Please don't hate me!" She suddenly got quiet, "I need you in my life."

He couldn't deny her. He needed her too. She wasn't the only one that had been depressed. He had spent the past 3 day's thinking only about her. And although what she did was stupid, and completely uncalled for, he had to forgive her. Even if they talked about it for a little longer, he needed her more than anything, and that's how it was going to have to be.

He picked her up, and walked her into the diner and up to his apartment. He turned on the shower, she was freezing. So was he.

"Get in," he said.

She was shivering in her freezing clothes.

"Get in with me. You're going to freeze." She shouted over the water falling against the shower.

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