The next morning dawned bright and early for Lorelai. She got up,
rushed through her shower, and got dressed. She was due downstairs in a
few minutes, needing to go over a few breakfast things with the staff
before everyone else started coming down. She stared at her daughter's
sleeping form. In her sleep, Rory looked younger than her 19 years.
Lorelai sighed, and headed out of the room.
Downstairs, the kitchen was in organized chaos. Sookie was directing her staff about, the overstaffed staff, Lorelai was reminded. Well, maybe they could stretch the budget a little. She forced a smile to her face, and entered the kitchen.
"Looks like you've got everything under control." Lorelai said to Sookie, who poured a cup of coffee for her.
"This staff is so great." Sookie said, handing the coffee to her.
"Seen Michel?" Lorelai asked. "There's a couple of things I need to remind him about." She said. Sookie pointed towards the lobby, and Lorelai took her coffee to go. It was obvious her friend had her hands full in the kitchen. She found Michel quickly, and after filling him in and engaging in their normal witty barbs, she went into the dining room to check on her guests. Breakfast seemed to be going well. Rory hadn't made it downstairs yet, but Luke had just appeared in the doorway of the dining room, and Lorelai made her way over towards him. Before he could greet her, Lorelai had pulled him into the hallway, under the stairs where no one could see them.
"Lorelai..." Luke managed to get out, but was interrupted when she kissed him. They broke apart smiling, the giddy kind of smile two friends share when they've discovered their relationship is more than a friendship.
"Good morning." Lorelai whispered, leaning against him
"Morning." Luke replied, feeling the need to pinch himself. So he did. "Ow." He said. Lorelai looked at him, clearly confused. "I just wanted to make sure I wasn't dreaming." Luke told her. God, she thought. How did I miss this between us? Footsteps on the stairs startled the pair, and Lorelai pulled out his arms.
"People will be talking soon enough." She said, by way of explaining. He nodded, knowing she was right. Pretty soon, they would have no privacy.
"I'd better get in there." Luke gestured towards the dining room. Lorelai nodded. "You coming?" He asked.
"I'll be there in a minute." She answered, spotting someone over his shoulder. He patted her arm, and disappeared back into the dining room.
Lorelai made her way over to where Dean was standing. He opened his mouth to say something, but she held up her hand in a shushing motion.
"I don't want an explanation." She began, her tone icy.
"All right." Dean agreed, not sure where she was going with this.
"I want some answers. Not for myself, but for Rory. You've put her in a really bad position." Lorelai went on. Dean ran a hand through his shaggy locks and sighed.
"I know." He replied.
"Are you going to leave your wife?" Lorelai asked him straight out. "and if your answer is 'I don't know', then I expect you to stay away from my daughter. You're not going to turn her into the other woman in your relationship." She steamrolled on in typical Gilmore girl fashion.
"I haven't had a chance to talk to Lindsey." Dean told her, looking at his shoes.
"Then I expect you to stay away from Rory until you do." Lorelai threatened Dean.
"Lorelai, you're not being fair!" Dean protested.
"No, you're not being fair. You're asking my daughter to be you're mistress, Dean, it's as simple as that." Lorelai wanted to strangle him. She'd always liked Dean, and to see him and Rory caught up in this situation was extremely frustrating for her. She turned away from Dean, and started to walk away when he spoke up.
"I love Rory, Lorelai." He said. Lorelai froze, but kept her back to him.
"Then prove it." She replied, before walking into the the dining room. Spotting Luke sitting with Miss Patty and Babette as he had the night before, Lorelai started to make her way to their table. Jason stepped into her path, and she nearly ran into him.
"Not now." She whispered, sparing a glance at Luke. Sure enough, he was looking in her direction. Lorelai looked Jason in the eye. "I thought I told you to leave." She said.
"I couldn't, not without making you see." Jason began. He looked exhausted, as if he hadn't slept a wink.
"See what, Jason?" Lorelai asked, hoping that she could get rid of him before Luke came over and got in the middle of the conversation.
"That we belong together." He answered, sounding desperate. Lorlai sighed, and pulled her hand away when he tried to grasp it with his own.
"We broke up, Jason." Lorelai said, her tone getting increasingly angry. "It's over. Please leave." She nearly begged. She so did not want a scene in front of all the town, but it was shaping up to be one, as she noticed several of the dining room's occupants were staring in their direction. "Jason, please don't do this now." Lorelai pleaded. She tried to brush past him, but he grabbed her roughly by the arm.
"We're not finished." Jason told her, oblivious to the gasps echoing through out the room. His grip hurt, and Lorelai was shocked at the sudden changes in him that she saw.
"Get your hands off her." A voice growled from behind her. She sighed in relief. Luke.
"I think you need to mind your own business." Jason hissed. Luke was completely un-intimidated, much to Jason's chagrin.
"The lady asked you to leave. I suggest you do it now." Luke threatened him.
"Is this who you've been seeing behind my back?" Jason demanded, gripping her arm tighter, so that Lorelai cried out. Everyone in the room was buzzing as they took in Jason's accusation, and then the room erupted into cheers when Luke decked Jason where he stood. Jason hit the floor, unconscious, and Luke pulled a shaking Lorelai into his arms, forgetting for a second that they were in plain sight of the entire town. Lorelai enjoyed his embrace for a second, before the catcalls of their audience brought her back to reality.
Downstairs, the kitchen was in organized chaos. Sookie was directing her staff about, the overstaffed staff, Lorelai was reminded. Well, maybe they could stretch the budget a little. She forced a smile to her face, and entered the kitchen.
"Looks like you've got everything under control." Lorelai said to Sookie, who poured a cup of coffee for her.
"This staff is so great." Sookie said, handing the coffee to her.
"Seen Michel?" Lorelai asked. "There's a couple of things I need to remind him about." She said. Sookie pointed towards the lobby, and Lorelai took her coffee to go. It was obvious her friend had her hands full in the kitchen. She found Michel quickly, and after filling him in and engaging in their normal witty barbs, she went into the dining room to check on her guests. Breakfast seemed to be going well. Rory hadn't made it downstairs yet, but Luke had just appeared in the doorway of the dining room, and Lorelai made her way over towards him. Before he could greet her, Lorelai had pulled him into the hallway, under the stairs where no one could see them.
"Lorelai..." Luke managed to get out, but was interrupted when she kissed him. They broke apart smiling, the giddy kind of smile two friends share when they've discovered their relationship is more than a friendship.
"Good morning." Lorelai whispered, leaning against him
"Morning." Luke replied, feeling the need to pinch himself. So he did. "Ow." He said. Lorelai looked at him, clearly confused. "I just wanted to make sure I wasn't dreaming." Luke told her. God, she thought. How did I miss this between us? Footsteps on the stairs startled the pair, and Lorelai pulled out his arms.
"People will be talking soon enough." She said, by way of explaining. He nodded, knowing she was right. Pretty soon, they would have no privacy.
"I'd better get in there." Luke gestured towards the dining room. Lorelai nodded. "You coming?" He asked.
"I'll be there in a minute." She answered, spotting someone over his shoulder. He patted her arm, and disappeared back into the dining room.
Lorelai made her way over to where Dean was standing. He opened his mouth to say something, but she held up her hand in a shushing motion.
"I don't want an explanation." She began, her tone icy.
"All right." Dean agreed, not sure where she was going with this.
"I want some answers. Not for myself, but for Rory. You've put her in a really bad position." Lorelai went on. Dean ran a hand through his shaggy locks and sighed.
"I know." He replied.
"Are you going to leave your wife?" Lorelai asked him straight out. "and if your answer is 'I don't know', then I expect you to stay away from my daughter. You're not going to turn her into the other woman in your relationship." She steamrolled on in typical Gilmore girl fashion.
"I haven't had a chance to talk to Lindsey." Dean told her, looking at his shoes.
"Then I expect you to stay away from Rory until you do." Lorelai threatened Dean.
"Lorelai, you're not being fair!" Dean protested.
"No, you're not being fair. You're asking my daughter to be you're mistress, Dean, it's as simple as that." Lorelai wanted to strangle him. She'd always liked Dean, and to see him and Rory caught up in this situation was extremely frustrating for her. She turned away from Dean, and started to walk away when he spoke up.
"I love Rory, Lorelai." He said. Lorelai froze, but kept her back to him.
"Then prove it." She replied, before walking into the the dining room. Spotting Luke sitting with Miss Patty and Babette as he had the night before, Lorelai started to make her way to their table. Jason stepped into her path, and she nearly ran into him.
"Not now." She whispered, sparing a glance at Luke. Sure enough, he was looking in her direction. Lorelai looked Jason in the eye. "I thought I told you to leave." She said.
"I couldn't, not without making you see." Jason began. He looked exhausted, as if he hadn't slept a wink.
"See what, Jason?" Lorelai asked, hoping that she could get rid of him before Luke came over and got in the middle of the conversation.
"That we belong together." He answered, sounding desperate. Lorlai sighed, and pulled her hand away when he tried to grasp it with his own.
"We broke up, Jason." Lorelai said, her tone getting increasingly angry. "It's over. Please leave." She nearly begged. She so did not want a scene in front of all the town, but it was shaping up to be one, as she noticed several of the dining room's occupants were staring in their direction. "Jason, please don't do this now." Lorelai pleaded. She tried to brush past him, but he grabbed her roughly by the arm.
"We're not finished." Jason told her, oblivious to the gasps echoing through out the room. His grip hurt, and Lorelai was shocked at the sudden changes in him that she saw.
"Get your hands off her." A voice growled from behind her. She sighed in relief. Luke.
"I think you need to mind your own business." Jason hissed. Luke was completely un-intimidated, much to Jason's chagrin.
"The lady asked you to leave. I suggest you do it now." Luke threatened him.
"Is this who you've been seeing behind my back?" Jason demanded, gripping her arm tighter, so that Lorelai cried out. Everyone in the room was buzzing as they took in Jason's accusation, and then the room erupted into cheers when Luke decked Jason where he stood. Jason hit the floor, unconscious, and Luke pulled a shaking Lorelai into his arms, forgetting for a second that they were in plain sight of the entire town. Lorelai enjoyed his embrace for a second, before the catcalls of their audience brought her back to reality.