Author: aynat (©Tanya Long)
Description: A funeral, a baby and a new beginning. To start over Lorelai needs to say goodbye.
Spoilers: ONE MAJOR ONE FROM SEASON SIX (well... season five finale on)
Disclaimer: I don't own the Gilmore Girls characters, though I would kindly pay for Luke. I make no money from this, it's purely for fun!
Over the next few days Lorelai had discussed what the lawyer had told her with everyone... Rory, Sookie, Michelle; but they all said the same thing. She needed to decide things on her own, but she knew what she had to do first. She had to tell Luke.
It had been four days since Christopher's funeral. Every day she would find messages on her answering machine and voice mail from the lawyer and Christopher's mother. But she wanted more time. She needed more time. Luke had been there since she got back, right by her side. He knew her well enough to know something was troubling her, but he didn't ask. She knew he would wait.
It was another three days before she finally sat down with him. Their days had become routine, but she realized that for Gigi's sake, she needed to end this all. Sitting Luke down on her couch that evening she simply told him everything. She didn't dance around the issue, or weigh his opinion anyway, just stated the facts.
When she finished Luke let out a deep breath. She could tell his mind was running a mile a minute, she could swear she heard the gears grinding. But when he looked up he simply said, "This is something you need to decide."
"What?" Lorelai asked as she stood up. "No, Luke, you need to put in your input to. This will affect your future and --"
"Lorelai, you've already decided," he told her.
"What are you talking about?" She stared at him like he just told her she was from another planet. "I have not decided or I wouldn't be asking your opinion."
"You said it'll affect my future," he repeated back to her.
"Of course it will!"
"Why?" he asked. "What does it have to do with me?"
"Luke Danes, we are engaged," she stated. "If I take custody of Gigi you will either leave, God forbid, or be stuck raising a child that's not your own."
"And if you don't take Gigi?" he asked.
"Wwwell," she stammered, "nothing."
"Exactly," he said quietly as he stood up. Putting his hands on either of her shoulders he looked her straight in the eyes, "It'll change my future because you already know what you're going to do."