A/N: First off, I don't own anything. I just like to play. Secondly, this is a little in-episode piece from "So...Good Talk"...I know its a little late in being posted, but I was away, so...better late than never, right? The first two chapters are a bit short, but the last one is a little longer. This is my first multi-chapter piece, I usually do short one-shots (which is what these chapters are, more or less), and I know I'm posting them all at once, but let me know what you think :)
Emily Gilmore felt like her world was crumbling around her. Her daughter would not speak to her, her granddaughter was being cold and distant, yelling at the dinner table, and both of them were getting along fine with her husband.
What had she done wrong? She was just looking at the Lorelai. She always wanted the best for her daughter. Lorelai might not always realize it, but she truly loved her, and was so proud of the life she had made for herself over the years. She deserved better than a simple man from Stars Hollow. More importantly, Emily was terrified that if Lorelai made her family in Stars Hollow, and was truly content there, she would find reasons to never come back and visit them in Hartford.
She didn't really want to lose her daughter. That was the farthest thing from her mind. And now her plan had backfired.
So here she was, sitting in her car on her way to Stars Hollow. She couldn't believe what she was about to do, but she felt it was her only option if she wanted Lorelai to come back to dinner, if she wanted Rory to have that glow about her again. The first step was to fix what she had apparently managed to break, as much as the idea killed her.
She knew that Lorelai was too stubborn to attempt to fix a relationship, no matter how important it was to her- and this man seemed to be terribly important. Luke seemed to match her very well in that respect. They needed a push. Well, Luke needed a push. Talking to Lorelai would do no good, and she knew that. He needed to know that she was out of the way and he didn't have to worry about her. She had treated him horribly, and if it had brought about a break up, he needed to know that he shouldn't have to worry about her anymore. She was bowing out, stepping back and letting things happen as they came, even though it killed her.
He needed to know how badly Lorelai still wanted him. Lorelai chose him over her own family. That had to mean something.
As she parked her car and walked across the street, she took a deep breath, put as much of a smile on her face as she could muster, and planned a speech in her head. She had to get this right. She had to fix things.
Emily Gilmore wanted her daughter and granddaughter back. Even if this man became part of the package.
The bells over the diner echoed quietly over the nearly empty diner as she entered…
