Reunited with the Past

It was one of those mornings. Those mornings where you don't want to wake up, but you know you have to. When you couldn't even imagine waking up, being as you are extremely exhausted and tired. You want to forget you have a job, and places to be, things to buy, chores to do, food to eat…..oh food…. "You know what, food does sound good." She quietly whispered to herself. Since she had been home, the whole town had visited her. She hadn't even had time to talk to her mom about what had happened. The only thing Lorelai cared about, was that her baby was okay.

It's funny how people still call their grown child a baby. They don't fit the description of a baby, or look like it. It must make you feel safer. Probably the child to. Knowing that you'll always be someone's baby. Someone will always be able to protect you, keep you warm, cry with you and laugh at you when you are, at times, stupid.

She quietly got out of bed, then realized how stupid she had been. She didn't need to get up. She knew she was home, but the thought had never crossed her mind.

"I'm home again."

Walking over to the kitchen, Rory looked through the fridge, cupboards and in all of the old secret hiding places for something to eat. There was nothing.

"Luke's, here I come."

Rory quickly pulled on some jeans and a top, then grabbed her purse and headed over to the place she'd probably spent a quarter of her life at.

Nearing the Diner, she saw it was jammed packed. That of course wouldn't stop her. As soon as she opened the door, she had that feeling of people whispering and staring at her. Taking a whole 5 steps to the counter and took a seat.

"Let me Guess, coffee and lets go on the wild side today….a doughnut?"

"Sounds great."

"Would you like to stay and chat or leave me here with the crazy lunatics."

"Leaving sounds fun!"

"Just like your mother."

Luke handed her, a coffee and a doughnut. Immediately she was reminded of the scents of home. You know, those scents that you immediately recognize anywhere you go. Like the smell of your grandmothers house, or your mothers sweater. She slowly got up and said her goodbyes. She wasn't paying attention as she walked out of the diner. As she was walking out, someone was walking in. CRASH!

This noise is too familiar. It wasn't really a noise, but the feeling.

"I have to get out of here." She said starting to run out of breath. She felt like her lungs were closing. She couldn't see anymore.

"Oh, I'm so sorry." A man said.

"That's ok." She said between huffs, as she started running. Never looking behind. Her pounding footsteps seemed faster than her heartbeat. She had no idea where to run. Images were flashing back. The gun. The guys. The wake up in the hospital. She heard footsteps behind her. A voice calling her. It seemed like a scream.

"Wait up."

She really couldn't breathe now. She had to stop. As she did she fell down. Crying. The pounding footsteps caught up with her.

"Are you okay? I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to I wasn't paying attention. Oh my gosh, you're crying. Are you okay?" the manly voice responded.

Through huffs and tears she responded. "Yah, it's okay." She had no idea why she broke down. What was happening to me?

The guy sat down beside her, as she looked at his face. No one she knew.

"I'm Adam."

"I'm so sorry. This is so embarrassing. I'm just going to leave."

"You have nothing to be sorry for. I wasn't paying attention. But before you leave, can I know your name?"

"Oh, I'm Rory. I usually don't act like this."

"That's okay, we all have our bad days. Are you visiting or do you live here?"

"I grew up here and I was well, in an … and well I ended back home for awhile."

"Oh. What happened? Not to be nosy or anything."

"I was almost killed, then saved by an old boyfriend, when I was saved I was knocked unconscious."

"Life's interesting that way eh?"

"Yah."

By now her tears were almost dried up and she could breath.

'I need help she thought.'

"Well could I at least treat you to a coffee."

"Oh, umm I actually do have to go."

"Well I'm in town for a few days. I hope to see you around, maybe you'll want that coffee then."

"That sounds good…"

A weird feeling flowed through her body as her gave her his hand to help her up. A feeling of relief. That feeling where you know you'll be safe, someone will laugh at you when you are stupid and who will loan a shoulder for you to cry on. That you're someone's baby….

"Well Rory, I'll see you around." He said as he started to disappear.

"Bye…Adam."

He laughed a bit, which made her smile. As he turned away, she got one last glimpse of his face. The feeling slowly disappeared as he was out of her view. That feeling of joy, anticipation, and most of all trust, faded away. She started to head home when she saw someone awfully familiar. Millions of thoughts ran through her head. As she quickly turned and walked away, knowing that she would see that familiar face once again. She just hoped it wouldn't be too soon.