Well, I finally made it back, and I am so sorry I never wrote sooner. School, sports, and other stuff are just getting in the way. A big thanks to those who reviewed the last part. I'm not really sure how this chapter will shape because I know very little about what's going to happen to Lorelai and Emily in the future eps and I kinda want to follow the rest of the season at least before I go off into my own world. Hmmm, I must ponder this some more. . .

Did you know that 4 out of 5 doctors say expressing your enjoyment of fanfic to its author increases your life expectancy 23-23.8 years?

There is actually more to that little thing above but I'm not going to put it unless any of you want it. The last part will only make sense if you have knowledge of The X-Files.

Okay here we go.


The army was getting closer, holding those damn flags. They screamed, only their voices were permanently high-pitched. Lorelai couldn't run; she couldn't breathe. All of her instincts told her to do something. . . fire a gun, rent a bulldozer, build a force-field, just something! But she was stuck here all useless on her yellow circle as they just got closer. Finally they surrounded her and began marching in circles around her perimeter. The midget army sang with their high voices and waved their flags with and Emily picture on them, "We're off to see the wizard, the wonderful wizard of Oz!" A hundred faces of midget Christopher with their flags were singing yellow brick road-ish songs to her in high voices wearing bad midget clothing and looking for the good witch.

Suddenly a giant bubble appeared out of nowhere and there stood Emily complete in the Glenda uniform, tiara and all. "Are you a good Gilmore, or a bad Gilmore?"

"What?"

"Well? Are you a good-"

"Yeah yeah I get it. What exactly does that mean?"

Emily/Glenda looked westward as a giant cloud came rolling in, bearing the evil witch. . . well, wizard. Luke stopped and glared at Emily before coming closer to Lorelai, sending all of the midget Christophers into hiding behind the good witch. "Lorelai, I'll always be there. . ."

"Luke I-"

Emily stepped forward, "Lorelai you are not being a good Gilmore. Now you must be punished." The midgets now came marching back, bearing a lifeless Rory on their backs. "Give me your soul and I will give you your daughter."

Lorelai stepped forward, ready to do the deed, but Luke grabbed her arm. "She's tricking you, that's not Rory. Look, her hair is shorter than that and isn't straight anymore. Emily be gone with you, you have no power here!"

The witch's faces turned into a scowl. "Be a good Gilmore!" Her wardrobe suddenly changed into the evil witch. "Marry the man who gave you a child, do what I tell you Lorelai!"

Luke stepped in front of her. "No!"

"Lorelai!"

"Lorelai!"

"Be a good Gilmore!"

"Lorelai!" The hand shaking her shoulder wouldn't stop. She moaned and muttered something about midgets and witches. Luke tried to put a name to the pop culture referance and realized that he needed to watch more movies. "Hey, c'mon wake up." He couldn't believe that he was the one waking her up in the middle of the night since it was usually the other way around, but he couldn't stand watching her have one more bad dream. Luke glanced down the bed to make sure that he wasn't bumping Lorelai's ankle, still wrapped in half-melted ice. Her head rested in his lap, allowing him to run his hand through her hair while gently try to wake her up. It was a pattern he had perfected over the night. She would start to have a bad dream, and he would try to soothe her until she calmed down, but then he would find her having another bad dream not long later.

Luke watched as her breathing changed slightly and her eyes fluttered. "Hey, welcome back," he said as her rubbed her shoulders lightly. His arms braced her as she slowly sat up, helping her to lean against the headboard so they were shoulder to shoulder.

Lorelai's gaze settled on her ankle as her mind focused. "I don't get it," she whispered.

"Get what?"

"What changed her mind." She finally dragged her gaze up to his eyes, "About us," she elaborated.

"What do you mean?"

"Emily once told me that she thought that our wedding reception would be in the diner; we would have ketchup bottles on all the tables and serve burgers and fries for our meal. She practically cornered me once at the house about my feelings for you, she knew about us before we realized it-"

Luke shrugged, "She said that you and I were idiots when I brought you to the hospital and she asked if anything was going on with us."

Lorelai changed her focus to the window on the other side of the room. "And now. . . suddenly after what she notices first actually happens, she tries to find a way to tear it apart. Why Luke?"

He took her hand in his and squeezed lightly. "I wish I could tell you. . ." The subject hangs in the air for a few seconds before he clears his throat. "How does your ankle feel?"

"Blissfully numb. How did my shoes fare?"

"Not so well, which should teach you a valuable lesson: Shoes that raise your height by a little stick are bad."

"Yes, Master Obi-Wan. But remember: as long as I'm Obi-Wan's apprentice I will at some point turn to the dark side."

Luke's blank stare and the dead look in his eyes were no indicator of anything in his brain clicking. . . Nope, nothing. He stopped and tilted his head in order to think before giving her a 'you're crazy' look and a "What?"

"Mr.Danes, are you telling me you have never seen a Star Wars movie?" Lorelai swung her legs over the bed and began limping out of the room before jumping down the stairs on her good leg with the railing as support. "And I thought you were part of the 'Sci-fi geek club.'"

She was about halfway down when he caught up to her, putting her arm around her waist to help ease the weight she was putting on one leg. "Where do you think you're going?"

"Obviously I'm on the injured list today and you aren't going anywhere or you would've by now so I've decided that I'm going to use today to introduce you to the worlds of George Lucas. C'mon it'll be fun, watching 5 movies all at once, and then when I drag you to the last one you won't be so confused. It's killing two birds with one stone! But we have to watch the originals first because they are so much better, but the prequels have the good eye candy and Natalie Portman has such awesome clothes, but you can't watch the prequels because the last one in that trilogy isn't out yet and if you were to watch the horror of Jar-Jar Binks first you would never get throught the next four and-"

"How many times have you seen these movies?"

Lorelai looked almost shocked, "Only a few times but jeez Luke the originals have been out since before the 80's rock band thing I would think you would've seen them by now."

"Do you own these movies?. . . Right, dumb question. Alright, go sit on the couch and put your ankle up and I'll get 'em."

"Yiippeee! Oops I just spoiled the first movie for you, sorry." He glared at her enough to make her adopt the kitten look before hobbling to the couch as ordered.

Luke went over to the cabinet and began digging through the movies to find the right one. A couple minutes later he pulled out a short stack and began flipping through them. "This guy is green!"

"What guy?"

"This, this, this. . . guy."

Lorelai threw her hands up in the air and exclaimed, "What guy? I can't know if you don't show me the picture." Luke held up the box. "Ooh, Yoda it is. Wise old hermit, yet sadly, not the first movie. Put in the one with the blue letters." She gave back the moive cover and chose to ignore the mutterings of a man who's vocabulary had been reduced to two words, one of which involved her gender.

Luke swiveled around again, "Hey. . . Do you think that you will ever be able to deal with your mother again? I mean she is still in your life in some ways and I just thought-"

"I know. . . and I don't know, which probably sounds about right considering." Lorelai shifted on the couch to make room for him as he sat down. "Maybe one day we'll talk again, maybe we won't; things are crazy enough in my life right now without Emily messing with it. And Sookie's gonna be gone really soon so things will get even more crazy."

Luke pulled his arm around her shoulders and pressed the play button. He searched his mind for something to distract her, "So, tell me about this Yoda since it looks like I'm going to have to wait a few hours to meet him."


Luke shifted and attempted to stretch his legs. Surprisingly, he wasn't bored yet and he had just sat through the first two movies. He glanced over at Lorelai, wondering that she wan't babbling a mile a minute about something. He smiled when he saw that she was sleeping again; he knew she needed the rest. Luke quickly switched the movies before sitting back on the couch and pulling Lorelai's body closer to him so she could rest on something. As the beginning words rolled, he dropped a kiss to the top of her head and settled in for the story of the other Luke and his parent troubles.


Well that's it for now. I really wanted to make this longer but it took so long to get this up that I just want to try and stay up with the rest of the season. Hopefully once my schedule winds down and I take my AP history test next week I'll have more time. See ya next time.

23 DAYS UNTIL THE REVENGE OF THE SITH! WOOOO!