Ooh a new chapter to ogle over. . .hmm. . . n e wayz thanks to all who reviewed the last section. It was really nice and stuff and maybe this chapter will persuade some of you to do it again or for the first time. But yeah you don't wanna know what's going on in my head right now so. .
Brrrinng Brrrinng. Fumble, grasp, trip, and a graceful save marked the beginning of Lorelai Gilmore's Day. She had just gotten out of her car and was on her way for some coffee and breakfast when her phone decided to scare her into nearly making a face plant. "Yeah."
"Mom?"
Lorelai lifted up each leg individually and checked her shoes and whether or not they clashed with her orange skirt and tan top. One hand reached up to check her hair for any klutz damage. "Hey Hun, how's it going?"
"Uh. . it's fine did I catch you at a bad time?" Rory skirted around her room, getting her books for the day and making sure that her term paper was securely in her bag and had no chance of being stolen, destroyed, or any other unnatural phenomenon that would result in getting a zero on it and having a mental breakdown.
"No, you just caught Mommy at one of her graceful moments." Lorelai reached the sidewalk and began heading towards the diner. She waved at Ms.Patty at the gazebo and adjusted her shirt. "So what are you doing?"
Rory snatched a bite of pop tart before answering, "Eating breakfast."
"But I thought you and Logan were going out this morning?"
"We are, but I seem to have inherited your appetite as of late. All I want to eat is ice cream, candy bars, anything that Luke would dissaprove of. . ."
That brought a smile. "I have taught you well and given you knowledge that you will one day pass onto my grandchildren. I think I am more proud of you now than when you got into Chilton."
"Glad to see where your priorites lie. So listen, I have some time around one before my afternoon classes and I was wondering if you wanted to meet up somewhere for lunch?"
"Oh sweetie I wish I could. I'm meeting your grandfather to go over our insurance policy again. He's trying to help me from lowering the occurances of damage here so I don't have to claim as much."
Rory shrugged and began slipping into her coat and shoes. "That's okay. Have you talked to grandma?"
"Ha!"
"Mom!" Her glance went over to a small picture on her desk of her, Lorelai, and Emily from Rory's graduation from Chilton. "You can't just leave it at 'shut up and go away.'"
Lorelai stopped outside Luke's door and attempted to finish her conversation. "Look Rory I know you understand why I'm so mad at what she did and what she tried to do the other day. And yes I admit that I probably hurt her a little, but that pales in comparison to the problems she has caused us."
"Us? As in you and Luke."
"No I mean us and in you, me, and yes Luke."
"What do you want me to tell them on Friday when you don't come to dinner?
Lorelai glanced through the window and met Luke's gaze. She waved slightly and smiled before turning and watching the town from the corner. "Tell her. . . I don't know."
Like a true Gilmore, Rory pounced on her mother's weak moment. "Will you at least consider talking to her again?"
"Fine," came the whine that sounded like a little kid.
"Alright I've gotta go." She turned and grabbed her bag, said goodbye, and put the land phone back on the charger before heading off to school.
"Bye," Lorelai said, slightly exasperated and feeling more than a little dooped.
"I would suggest for the short term having your parking attendants try and not park so close together, but you should really consider expanding your parking space before the winter sets in and things are slipprier." Richard Gilmore said as he took a sip of his coffee and leaning back in his chair.
Lorelai nodded,"Thanks Sookie," she murmured as the woman brought in some lunch. "So you're saying there's not much else I can do to reduce the accident quota?
"I don't think so but I don't think you need to worry as much. The new policy should cover winter damage and accidental damage just fine." He reached for a sandwhich and Lorelai soon followed. The ate silently for a few moments before Richard sat back again. "Lorelai I was hoping to talk to you today about something else."
"Sure Dad, shoot."
"It's about your mother. I know you two have had your share of arguments, but what you said to her the other day really hurt her."
Lorelai sighed, "Dad, it's not like she didn't hurt me and Luke when she pulled her scheme to break us up. She didn't even feel the need to hide her glee when we did break up."
"But she tried to make amends; she told you and Luke to get back-"
She shook her head. "We got back together because we wanted to be together no matter what Emily did. And besides, she comes in the other day and starts insulting Luke because she didn't bother to check and ses if we were back together. It doesn't even occur to her that the damage she causes can't be fixed right away; all she cares about is me being there at Friday night dinner."
Richard paused to think a moment before carefully suggesting his rebuttle. "Are you so mad at her that you are unwilling to never see her again; never talk to her again? You know, your mother may not be the best at showing her emotions, but she loves you very much and just wanted what was best for you."
"Well then what makes it so impossible for her to believe that Luke is the best thing for me? For her she'll never see me getting married unless it's with Christopher, and that's never going to happen."
"Honestly Lorelai I really don't know what to think of this battle between you two." He crossed one leg and relaxed into his chair a little more. "But you think too less of her actions and she feels the need to watch out for you. I would think that you would feel that same way about Rory."
Damn, he had her there and she could never deny it. "Little traitor's on your side you know. Because of her I'm officially considering talking to Mom again."
Richard raised his chin a little, "Well at least I can say there is at least one sensible Gilmore girl in this family." Lorelai opened her mouth to say something, but just gave up and smiled at the look of amusement in her father's eyes.
A while later Lorelai sat in her office going over some inventory paperwork. She signed her name to a sheet and promptly filed her stack at the end of the desk, pausing to look at the picture of her and Rory on her desk. It had been taken during her graduation party with Rory looking all smart with her valedictorian cap and gown. She thought back to the last year and how hectic things got so fast, and how slow things had gotten in her home life at the same time. Lorelai no longer had the comfort of having her best friend to go home to so they could whine about their day, no one to spontaneously rent movies and go on a junk food binge without getting strange looks, just simply no one to bond with emotionally. Well, she had Luke and phone calls with her daughter, but things had gotten screwed up with the whole Nicole thing, and relating to someone by voice or computer text alone just wasn't the same.
Lorelai sighed and glanced at the phone. "Maybe they're right; I should talk to her. . . Dah what am I saying? Since when do I consider willingly talking to Emily Gilmore?" She picked up the phone and started dialing, but then put the reciever down in a flash just before she hit the last couple of digits. "You're crazy. . . She tried to wreck your life remember?" She picked up the phone again and dialed, but hung up before the phone rang. "Just, get up and walk away Lorelai. . ."
The woman stood and started to head towards the door. As soon as her hand reached the handle she stopped and sighed. Resigned to her fate she turned around and called again, tapping her foot impatiently. "Hello, Mom?"
"Lorelai?"
"Um yes it's me. Um, listen I was hoping. . . "
"You were hoping for what?"
Lorelai sighed in an attempt to hide her annoyance. "I talked to Dad today-"
"Yes he told me."
"And I was hoping that if you had time, we could sit down and. . .," she moved her free hand in circles to help circulate her words, almost forcing the last one, "talk."
"Excuse me?"
"I want to sit down and. . . talk with you."
"Oh." Lorelai could almost picture the either look of distaste or utter shock on her mother's face at that point. "Well alright. Be here tonight at seven." She hung up.
"But M-" Well, she should have expected that. Leave it to Emily to take control of the situation like it was her idea all along. "Oy," she said before hanging the phone up.
One thing was for sure: she was stopping at Doose's market for asprin and Luke's for enough coffee to swallow the whole bottle before she left. Only two headache free hours left.
"Maybe it's a good thing you're going to talk to her," said the diner man as he poured coffee into the largest clean cup he could find before setting it in front of Lorelai. "I mean, it's obviously got you unsettled, and probably her too-"
"Yes because two words are enough to unsettle the stone cold Emily Gilmore," Lorelai cut in while she took a sip from her cup. "Ahh, that's good stuff." She reached into her purse and pulled out two Tylenol, "Well, here's to the first round of anti-headaches."
"Cheers." Luke picked up a couple bottles and continued to wipe up the counter. "So what time do you think you'll get back?"
"Depends on what kind of murder weapons we use and how long a death using them will cause considering the factor that pain is a necessity. But hey no worries because after I'm sure that Emily will stop swinging her pick ax at me because I've knocked her out I can just use my handy dandy speed dial and have my knight come and rescue me." Luke smirked at her, glad to see her joking and smiling a bit. "It'll be just like Robin Hood. You can be the handsome hero and I can be that lady you save only without the metal underwear."
"Are you sure that's the only asprin you've had today?"
"What you like the thought of me having metal underwear?"
Luke stopped wiping and leaned over the counter, "I don't like underwear, period."
Lorelai leaned towards him, "Dirty." She stood and grabbed her coat and purse, leaving a couple dollars on the counter. "So I'll see you later?" She waited for him to nod before walking out to her jeep and the drive to Hartford.
Emily took a breath and smoothed her skirt before opening the door. "Good evening Lorelai."
"Hi Mom. . . Can I come in?"
"Yes, of course." Emily opened the door wider and walked into the kitchen. "Hang your coat up and close the door."
The elder Gilmore proceeded to give a few instructions to the maid before coming back to the den where her daughter was waiting. "Well?"
Lorelai looked a little out of place, "Well what Mom?"
"Well what did you want to talk about? I made time for you to come and chat but your father is bringing home dinner guests in an hour so we need to make this quick."
Her daughter looked down for a second and nodded, "Alright. Can, can we go sit down?" Emily turned and stiffly walked into the living room, sitting down in her chair while she waited for Lorelai to say what she had come to say. Mentally she prepared herself to block out another round of insults and disrespect. "Oh, did you get new draperies?"
"Lorelai."
"Because they look really good and-"
"Lorelai."
"Oh, right. Um, I came here to tell you that I'm sorry about the other day. I was upset, and I shouldn't have yelled at you, but I was angry at the fact that you went to Luke and made a scene without event talking to me."
"If you'll remember I tried to talk to you and I seem to recall getting a lot of dial tones in your place, Lorelai. In fact, I remember not being able to say one word to you."
"Because I needed space." Lorelai stood and began to pace the small room. "Look I know that you have this insane need to control everything in my life, but what you did really hurt Luke and Rory. Christopher and I were over the minute that we decided not to get married."
Emily stood, "No, you decided that you didn't want to marry him. And what is this about hurting Rory? Surely she has nothing to do with all of this."
"You don't get it Mom. Rory and I have known Luke since we moved to Stars Hollow; long before we ever went on a date. He's been like a father to her and she had to watch him leave here hurt and humiliated by the man who biologically created her and the grandmother whom she trusted up until now. I came here to tell you I was sorry about how I acted the other day, but honestly I'm still upset about everything that you've helped put me and Luke and Rory through in the last month."
"Whether you believe it or not Lorelai I did what I did because I think it's what's best for you, and I don't think that man is capable of giving you what you need."
"Luke is what is best for me Mom. If you can't see it. . . then you don't know me at all." Lorelai turned and left, pausing to grab her coat before slamming the door behind her.
The woman alone in the living room sat down in her chair again and took a deep breath. A hand raised to her lips as hot tears began to form in her eyes. In her mind she saw a little girl and a note saying that she and her even littler daughter were leaving.
She just saw her little girl leave again.
The engine started, but then quickly sputtered out for the fifth time. Lorelai groaned, envisioning having to walk back to the house she just left to ask for help. She tried once more before reaching into her purse and grabbing her pen and a scrap piece of paper. On it she wrote CAR WON'T START-WILL GET LATER-LORELAI and then stuck it under a windshield wiper. She then took out her gloves and hat and zipped up her coat before going out into the cool weather. "It might just be easier to go to the bus stop," she thought. Anything at that point had to be better than going back to Emily.
It was going to be a long walk. Half an hour later her feet had gone blissfully numb in her heels, and the sight of the bus stop was a glorious welcoming, signaling the half hour until she would get home. Lorelai paid the fee and slid into a seat, grabbing her phone from her purse and dialing the number for the diner.
"Luke's."
"Hey it's me."
"Where are you you sound like you're moving?"
"I am on bus to Stars Hollow," her voice became a little shakey as the bus hit a few bumps.
"I thought you took the jeep?"
"It ended up being the casualty in the Gilmore war; the engine wouldn't start. Don't worry I'll be back in like twenty minutes or so."
"Alright, I'll still be here then, but I've gotta go. Taylor is standing outside and I'm not sure I trust what he's doing."
"Bye." Lorelai put the phone back and began to stare out the window. She didn't notice when the bus pulled up to another stop or the passengers that got on; she just dreampt of her bed and home and her p.o.w. jeep.
I guess I'll just stop there because I don't have a lot of time to type anymore with school and softball and stuff, so this is better than posting nothing.
RIP EGORE I LOVE YOU!
Catch ya later!
