Like Wildfire
By Ellie J.
Disclaimer: Not mine. Just playing. Don't sue. Please.
A/N: Thanks to everyone who's taken the time to read and review the story. I'm glad that it's giving you some chuckles. I really appreciate the suggestions. There probably won't be a Jess chapter, but I am seriously thinking of adding a Christopher chapter. I kind of want to make the deadbeat suffer.
Part 3: Sookie
I was on my way to work to help get breakfast together when I decided to drive by Lorelai's house on the off chance that she was still there. Ever since the break-up, she's been at work before me. I don't have to be at work as early as I used to because the kitchen staff has been getting breakfast startedsince I've entered my third trimester. It's nice. It gives me a little extra sleep (which I certainly need). It was so embarrassing to fall asleep in the middle of a conversation with Lorelai and Rory at Weston's last Friday. What can I say? Growing babies is hard work.
I'm surprised to see Lorelai's jeep still parked in front of her garage, and I decide to stop and see if she wants some company on her morning Weston's run. I called her last night and she told me that Rory had gone back to Yale early to be with her new boyfriend. She was putting on a brave face (or voice, as the case may be), but I could tell she was a little depressed.
I'm worried about her. She really scared me the day she and Luke broke up. I have never seen Lorelai that way before. When I found her sobbing uncontrollably in her bed, barely able to form complete sentences, Ididn't know what to do. She's always been so strong. I've seen Lorelai through quite a few break-ups, but after putting the guy's things in a box and eating some chocolate chip cookie dough, she always seemed able to put it behind her. The worst I had ever seen her before was when Christopher left after Sherry got pregnant, but that doesn't even compare to the total devastation that I witnessed after Luke broke up with her.
I had such hopes for Luke and Lorelai. They were supposed to get married and then have babies of their own. Then my babies would grow up with their babies and then, if everything went according to plan, one of my babies would marry one of their babies and then we'd be grandparents together. I envisioned us having big family holidays together with me making a wonderful dinner – maybe a giant turkey with a great walnut stuffing. I was even going to allow Luke to make one of the desserts that Lorelai is always raving about. I sigh as I turn off my car. I really wanted to have those family dinners.
A part of me just wants to go over to Lukes, walk behind his stupid counter and smack him upside his stupid head. He's miserable. Everyone in town knows that he's miserable, and he's making my best friend miserable too just because he's too stubborn to admit that he wants back in. Argh!
I struggle out of my car and shuffle up to the porch. I knock on the door, but no one answers. I turn the doorknob, and, of course, it's unlocked. The door squeaks a little as I enter.
"Lor …" I start to call out her name, when I notice the lamp on the little side table knocked on the floor. As I enter the living room, I notice thatthe lamp with the flowered lampshade is lying on the couch. Fear grips my stomach as I notice other things that have been knocked over. All rational thought leaves my head, and I go up the stairs as fast as my pregnant body will let me. I run to Lorelai's room, open up the door and see Lorelai in bed kissing a man.
"Oh God, I'm sorry!" I turn around and face the doorway, completely embarrassed.
"Sookie!" Lorelai screeches.
"Sookie!" A familiar male voice growls. I turn around, and see a red-faced Luke pulling the sheets up to his chest and glaring at me.
I scream with joy, and run over to a flannel clad Lorelai. "You're back together! I can still have my turkey dinners!" I ignore her confused look, give her a big hug and sit down next to her on the bed. "Tell me everything! How did it happen? Oh!" I lower my voice to an excited whisper. "Did you guys finally do it on a table?"
"A table?" Luke asks.
"Sookie, do you think we could find any other time to talk about this." Lorelai gestures to Luke, and I remember what I interrupted.
"Yes. I'm sorry. Ummm… I'll be going. Don't worry about coming into work today. You guys enjoy yourselves. I can handle everything."
Lorelai smiles at me, but says, "Thanks for the thought, Sookie, but Michel is still in L.A., and you are very pregnant. I'll be there. I'll just be a little late."
"Okay, you're right," I acknowledge. "But I want details as soon as you come in."
Luke jumps a bit at this. "Wait a minute. What kind of details?" he asks both of us suspiciously, still clutching at his sheets, his face turning even redder than before.
"Don't worry Luke." I reach over and pat his knee with my hand. "She only says nice things about you." Instead of taking this as a compliment, he lies back down, covers his face with a pillow, and screams into it. Lorelai and I share a smirk, and I decide I should head off to work. I can't wait to tell Jackson!
I try and stand up, but I have a difficult time getting the necessary leverage. "Lorelai, could you give me a boost here?" She helps me get off the bed, and I turn to look at her. The sparkle is definitely back. "I've missed you, my friend," I tell her.
She smiles back. "I've missed me too."
"Well, I'm going to use the restroom before I leave. All the excitement has made Baby do the can-can on my bladder." I can't help but tease them a little. "You guys left a big mess downstairs. I thought you had been burglarized and murdered, but I guess it was just reallywild make-up sex." I enjoy seeing Luke's face turn red again. "I'll see you in a while, Lorelai." I glance at Luke, who is trying to ignore my presence and call out to him. "Luke," he turns his head to acknowledge me, "it's about freaking time."
"Yeah, it was," he answers. He looks over to Lorelai and smiles what I call his 'Only for Lorelai Smile,' and I get a warm tingly feeling all over, and Ican feel tears begin to form in my eyes.
I leave the room before the annoying pregnancy hormones turn me into a complete blubbering idiot. I waddle down the stairs with a song in my heart. Maybe I'll alsolet Luke make some side dishes at all those family gatherings.
Next up: Kirk (with a little bit of Patty and Taylor!). But it may take me a little longer than these first few chapters.
