Meet Me at the Chuppah Chapter 33: Greatest Story Ever Told, a gilmore girls fanfic

Disclaimer: I still don't own the Gilmore Girls. Although, I wish I owned Luke and Jess.

Chapter 33

Luke stood at the alter with Jess at his side as everyone took their seats and the band began to play. Patty stood on stage with a microphone and began to sing Norah Jones's veriosn of "Love Me Tender" as the procession began.

The flower girl and ring bearer reached the end of the aisle and went to their places. Following them were Liz and TJ, then Kirk and Lane.

"You nervous?" Jess whispered to his uncle.

"No," Luke replied.

Sookie was almost in tears when she and Jackson made it to the aisle. Luke chuckled to himself. Liz, Lane, and Kirk had also made it down the aisle almost crying.

"What about now?" Jess asked.

"Not yet," Luke replied.

Michel had been given the honor of walking Emily down the aisle. Luke smiled as he watched Rory head toward the alter. He remembered joking with Lorelai about making her a flower girl instead of the maid of honor. That idea was shot down. The crowd stood as a silver sleigh carrying Lorelai in it approached the end of the aisle. Richard helped his daughter out of the sleigh and hooked her arm with his.

Luke's breath caught in his chest the second he saw Lorelai. She looked like a snow angel wearing all white as she walked on the white snow. Her blue eyes illuminates, giving her an extra glow. Luke slightly leaned back toward Jess. "Now," he said.

"Now what?" Jess asked.

"Now I'm nervous."

Lorelai's eyes never left Luke's her entire walk down the aisle. Richard knew she wouldn't look away from her future husband, but spoke anyway.

"Lorelai, do you remember when you were ten years old and caught that terrible cold?" he asked.

"Sorta. I remember not being able to sleep for a week," Lorelai replied.

"Then you wouldn't remember that I stayed home for a week, tending to you. You were only calm when I sat at your bedside. Then one day, I decided to read you a book. For the first night in a week, you had fallen asleep. Before you drifted off, you looked up at me and said, 'I love you Daddy'. You fell asleep before I could tell you I loved you."

Richard faced his daughter as they reached the chuppah. "We barely ever see eye to eye. We don't talk very often. And we don't always get along. But if I could take that one special moment we shared and turn it into a million more, I would. You have a successful business, a beautiful home, and raised a very special girl. There is nothing I am more proud of in this world than you. You are my daughter and I love you," he said.

Lorelai hugged her father tightly. "I love you too Daddy," she whispered in his ear.

They pulled apart as Luke approached them. Richard kissed Lorelai's hand before placing it in Luke's. He ushered Lorelai to their place underneath the chuppah as Richard took his seat beside Emily. The ceremony began. They went through the ceremony as they did in rehearsals. Before they knew it, it was time to recite their vows.

"Do you, Lucas Alexander Danes, take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife? To have and to hold, for better or worse, in good times and bad, in sickness and health, til death do you part?" Reverend Skinner asked.

"I do," Luke said.

"And do you, Lorelai Victoria Gilmore, take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband? To have and to hold, for better or worse, in good times and bad, in sickness and health, til death do you part?"

"I do," Lorelai said.

"The rings please." Reverend Skinner got the rings from Jess and Rory. He handed Lorelai's to Luke. "Let these rings serve as a reminder of your everlasting love for each other. Luke, repeat after me. I, Lucas Alexander Danes."

"I, Lucas Alexander Danes," Luke repeated.

"Do solemnly swear to love, honor, and cherish you."

"For all the days of my life."

"Lorelai, repeat after me. I, Lorelai Victoria Gilmore."

"I, Lorelai Victoria Gilmore."

"Do solemnly swear to love, honor, and cherish you."

"For all the days of my life."

"By the power vested in me and by the state of Connecticut, I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride." Luke had been waiting all day to hear those five words. He gently pulled her closer to him and kissed her deeply. The crowd was cheering and applauding, but to Luke and Lorelai, they were the only two people in the word. They pulled apart and smiled at each other. They continued to hold each other as Reverend Skinner spoke again. "Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you, Mr. and Mrs. Luke Danes!"

After taking pictures, Luke, Lorelai, and the rest fo the wedding party left the inn at nearly four o'clock. Of course, Luke complained about spending two and a half hours just to take pictures. The final two hours before the reception were spent in the sleighs the bride's maids and groom's men, Richard and Emily, and Luke and Lorelai would arrive at the reception in. It was a little touch Lorelai insisted on for a fair tale feel- more Disney, less Romanovs.

"Ladies and gentlemen," Logan- who was acting as emcee for the moment- said as Luke and Lorelai's sleigh arrived. "I would like to introduce you, for the first time, Mr. and Mrs. Luke Danes." The crowd applauded as Luke and Lorelai got out of the sleigh and walked onto the dance floor. "The couple will now share their first dance as husband and wife."

Luke took Lorelai by the hand and pulled her close as "Greatest Story Every Told" by Oliver James began to play.

"You look beautiful tonight," Luke said to his wife. "Like an angel."

"You don't look so bad yourself," Lorelai teased.

"Have I told you how much I love you tonight?"

"You're stealing lines from the song."

"And I mean every word of it."

"Luke and Lorelai would now like to invite all those who are in love to join them on the dance floor," Logan said. He put down the microphone and made his way over to Rory. "May I?"

Rory turned to Jess. "Are you gonna be ok by yourself?" she asked.

"I'm a big boy, I can take care of myself. You two crazy kids go have a good time," Jess joked.

"Come on Ace, let's shake a leg," Logan said as he led them out to the dance floor.

"Hey, where'd you learn to move like that," Rory teased Luke as she and Logan danced beside the newly weds.

"Like I told your mother," Luke said. "It's a God given talent."

"You've got quite a good dancer there yourself kiddo," Lorelai joked. "He's not spazzy as Luke…"

"I do not dance spazzy."

"That was a little…" Logan started, but stopped when Rory stepped on is foot. "Ow."

"She gets her spaz from you," Luke teased Lorelai.

"Oh Richard, look how happy they are," Emily cooed as she and Richard danced and watched Luke and Lorelai. "We always wanted her to be this happy. Who would have thought it would be with a man like Luke?"

"She did," Richard replied. "She always did."

"Do you think they'll make it?"

"Oh, I'm positive they will."

Rory took her glass and stood. She tapped on it until she had everyone's attention. "Good evening everyone," she greeted with a smile. "I'm Rory Gilmore, but you all know that. My mom has always been there for me when I need her to be and even when I don't want her to be. No matter what she has going on in her life, she stops just to be at my side. She would do anything for me and I would do anything for her. She even went to her parents to ask for money to send me to Chilton. If you know what the relationship between my mom and grandparents was like, you'd understand how hard it would be for her to do that. It just goes to show how much she cares. There are people that would kill to have the kind of relationship Mom and I have. I love this crazy, coffee-addicted woman. She is my mother and my best friend.

"And what can I say about Luke? Well, for one thing, he makes the best coffee in the world." The crowd laughed. "Luke is the kind of man that will do something for you whether you ask him to or not. He's the kind of man that will be there for you when you need him. He's the kind of guy that helps a single mother take care of her kid and love that kid like she was his daughter. Luke is the best father I could have asked for. He didn't have to be, but he was." Rory wiped away the tears in her eyes. "So, here's to my mother and my step-father. I love you guys."

Everyone raised their glasses to join the toast. Once Rory took her seat, Jess stood. "My name is Jess Mariano and I'm Luke's best man," he said. "When I first came to Stars Hollow, I didn't want to be here. I was being shipped off to live with my uncle who I hadn't seen in years. I hated being here and I'm sure I was just as much of a pain to Luke. But he still took me in. He did what he could despite the fact that I kept screwing up. There are only two people in my life that never gave up on me and Luke is one of them. Like Rory said, he didn't have to do what he did. He didn't have to take me in. He didn't have to believe in me. But he did. Luke is the greatest guy I know. He's spent his entire life taking care of other people when he didn't have to. I can't say much about Lorelai. She didn't like me at first and I don't blame her. She loves and respects my uncle more than anyone ever has or ever could." He turned to Lorelai. "I'm sorry for being such a punk to you. I'm sorry for never really trying to get along with you, even when I was with Rory. I know you'll make Luke happy. You're all he ever wanted and all I ever wanted was for Luke to be happy. Take care of him ok? He's a real special guy." Lorelai nodded her head and Jess raised his glass. "I could wish you luck, but would good would that do? You guys already found each other and you don't get luckier than that. So here's to my uncle Luke and new step-aunt Lorelai." Again, everyone joined in the toast.

"At this time, the father of the bride requests a special dance with his daughter," Logan said. "So please clear the dance floor."

Richard graciously offered his hand to his daughter. She gladly took it as John Mayer's "Daughters.

"I'm sorry," Richard said suddenly.

"For what Dad?" Lorelai asked.

"For not being around as often as I should have. For not being the father I should have been."

"You had to work and provide for me and Mom. You may not have been around that much, but at least you were there when it counted the most. I mean, Christopher wasn't around when Rory was growing up, but luckily Luke was. I'm very lucky I had you. You were a great father. And I'm not just saying that."

Richard smiled at Lorelai and placed a kiss on the top of her head. "I love you Lorelai."

"I love you too Daddy." Lorelai kissed her father's cheek and rested her head on his shoulder.

Luke walked up behind Rory's chair and leaned over. "You wanna dance?" he asked.

Rory looked over her shoulder. "Sure," she smiled. They walked out onto the dance floor and started to dance along with Richard and Lorelai. "Hey Luke?"

"Yeah?"

"When I get married, can you build me a chuppah?"

"Of course."

"Luke?"

"Yeah."

"Thank you. For every time you've been there for me and Mom. Thank you for being there."

"You're welcome."

"You're a great dad. The best I've ever had." Rory leaned up and kissed Luke's before tucking her head under his chin.

"He really loves her doesn't he?" Richard asked.

"Are you kidding? Luke adores Rory. He even has a Rory wall," Lorelai remarked.

"A Rory wall?"

"A wall off all of Rory's accomplishments. First A, a program of her first and only dance recital, her first article at the Franklin, her article on the Life and Death Brigade. It's all up there. He couldn't love Rory more is she were his own daughter."

"I'm glad she has him in her life."

"So am I."

Once the reception was over, Luke and Lorelai went back to the honeymoon suite at the inn. They needed their privacy their first night as husband and wife and they wouldn't get it if they stayed at their house with Babette next door and Rory, Jess, Logan, Richard, and Emily occupying all the rooms in the house. "That was fun," Lorelai laughed as they walked into the secluded suite.

"The really fun part hasn't even begun," Luke joked as he removed his jacket and tossed it onto a nearby chair.

"Hey, who was that guy in the navy blue suit?"

"Peaches."

"Peaches? As in, Drag Queen Peaches?"

"Yup."

"Wow, he cleans up pretty nice. He's really handsome. But what's more surprising is you danced with Carrie."

"She and Marilyn would make great friends. They both kept grabbing my butt all night."

Lorelai faced Luke. She ran her fingers up and down his chest. "I think they had a great idea there. I'd like to do some grabbing myself." Luke grinned devilishly, pulling her close and kissed her urgently. Lorelai reluctantly pulled back. "Let's go to the bedroom."

She slipped a finger under his bow tie and dragged him to the bedroom. Luke put his hands on Lorelai's arms, rubbing them tenderly. Even though they had spent many nights making love, they were still very nervous. This wasn't like the other nights. The other nights they were boyfriend and girlfriend. Tonight, they were husband and wife, declaring their love and consummating a marriage that would last the rest of their lives. With that thought in mind, Luke unzipped the back of her dress with shaky hands. After helping her out of the dress, she helped him out of his tux. It wasn't long before they were rolling around in the king-sized bed naked.

Luke hovered over Lorelai and looked down at her. "I love you," they said at the same time as Luke entered her.

Editing Note: By request of FanFiction. Net, I edited this chapter of musical lyrics.

Next time on "Meet Me at the Chuppah": Yes, there WILL be a next time. With Luke and Lorelai gone for their honeymoon and Jess staying with his mom and TJ, Rory and Logan are left with the house all to themselves. Hm. I wonder what they will do.

A/N: This chapter was originally like twenty million pages long. So I had to edit and cut scenes. The ending was edited major time. There was smut and I cried when I had to cut it. One more question, raise you had- or leave feedback to let me know you're raising your hand- if you think Rory would ask Luke to walk her down the aisle and share a Father-Daughter Dance on her wedding day. I'm honestly tossed up here and the debate with my friends is never going to end.