A/N: Hey Guys. Here I am again, told you I would maybe write another Fanfic. So here it is. This story takes place after season 2 episode "Dead Uncles and Vegetables"
English is not my native language, so bear with me here.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything .. except for my PC Marty and a TV, a coffee maker and some other things.
Thanks David for beta reading
I had the idea for this Fanfiction after I ended my last one. I just didn't know where to take this one and where to start. The first sentence is one of the hardest things about a fanfic. But now it's done.
Enjoy the first chapter of my new Fanfiction
Whatever it takes
- 1 -
It was almost quiet at the Gilmore house. The only noise was coming from the living room where Lorelai Gilmore sat with a tissue wiping the tears off her face. She was watching "Love Story" – again!
"I can't believe she died," she sniffled while grabbing a pillow and hugging it.
"It's always the same!" Rory called from her room. "And you know that!"
"Yeah … but still... it's so sad"
"Then why are you watching this damn movie for the thousandth time?"
"Because I adore this movie… and because I love to see that real love still exists," came her muffled reply.
"Oh Mom," Rory left her room and went over to sit next to Lorelai. Protectively, she put an arm around her mother holding her tight.
"It's okay, Hon. These movies just make your mommy a bit too emotional."
"I figured. Maybe we should ban all love stories from this house?" Rory asked while looking at her mother.
"Are you kidding? I would never do that! Never! I would rather get rid of the couch or... some other stuff... but not my love story movie collection."
"Fine. But whenever you feel like watching 'Love Story' again, tell me and I'll make plans to go out that night."
Lorelai nodded. "Whatever you want, Babe."
"Thanks." She got up. "Can I leave you alone without risking you melting down?"
"Yeah, I´m okay."
"Okay. Goodnight Mom."
"Night Hon, sleep tight."
"Yeah, you too. Go to bed now."
"Hey, who's the Mom and who's the kid?"
"Okay, fine ... I didn't say anything"
Both smiled and Rory took off to her room.
xoxoxox
After what it seemed like an eternity Lorelai got up from the couch, hit the off button of the TV and went upstairs to her room.
The room was cold and empty. Lorelai sighed. She missed a male presence in her room. Not that she ever had any male presence here at all. Well, Max was there for a few days but that didn't work out, obviously. She was still alone with no one who could keep her company at night, holding her tight, making her feel safe.
Slowly she undressed herself, making no effort to get her clothes straight on the chair or to put them back into her closet. They landed on the floor and that's where she left them.
She got into bed and tightened the covers around her, staring at the ceiling and wondering about her life. She was 33 years now… almost 34 and she wasn't married, not even close to it. She didn't have a boyfriend or even a man who would be interested in being her boyfriend. Wait, that was not true. There was Luke. A lot of people, practically the whole town, told her that Luke had "a thing" for her, but she, or he for that matter, never acted on it, nor did she believe it. Sure, they were best friends; they were there for each other when they needed to be. Like last week when Luke's uncle died and he had to arrange a lot of stuff for the funeral. Lorelai and Rory took over the diner, helping Luke so that he could go and get his things done. But that's what friends do, right? She had no feelings for him at all. Okay, she liked his smile, and the glint in his eyes when they were fighting about how many cups of coffee she'd already had. And she liked the way he looked at her or the way he was there for her. And that she didn't even have to tell him when she needed him, he always knew. But that's what friends know, right?
Again she sighed. It's only friendship. It will never be more she thought before she closed her eyes and fell asleep.
xoxoxox
Luke was wiping the counter and doing the last that needed to be done to close up the diner. It had been a hard day for him, more customers than usual, but one was missing – Lorelai. Sure, she didn't come in every night, but he got used to her late night visits. He would never admit it, but her visits made his day. Whenever he was annoyed by customers (especially Kirk), or grumpy about something else, her presence and her smile made everything better.
Even their fights about her eating habits or her continually begging for coffee cheered him up. He was just glad to see her, to talk to her. He had a thing for Lorelai. Everyone knew that, even Jess, but he was too … let's say, shy to act on it. Plus there was this thought in his head. The thought that he would never be good enough for her, and, that was the most important thing, she would never want more than friendship.
Their friendship was great. He didn't want to miss this. She was there for him, helping him whenever he needed help. Especially last week when his uncle died. Lorelai just came in and told him to go, that she could handle the diner. She didn't even ask for anything back. She just took over the place, leaving her Inn to help him out. He could at least pay her back, not with money, because he knew she would never take money from him, but maybe…. He had an idea.
With a smile plastered on his lips he locked the front door and made his way up to his apartment.
xoxoxox
Next morning
Lorelai awoke by the purring of her furry alarm clock. She stretched her arms and legs before getting up. Yawning she headed to the bathroom.
A look in the mirror told her that was getting older by the minute. She had dark circles around her eyes and she even found one or two new wrinkles around them.
"Oh boy," she whispered before taking her toothbrush and starting to brush her teeth.
After she was done she turned on the shower, got undressed and stepped in. The hot water ran over her hair, her shoulders and her back. The warm feeling made her feel relaxed.
Lorelai spent over thirty minutes under the shower, then she turned it off and stepped out. She grabbed a towel from the nearby shelf and wrapped herself in it. Another look in the mirror told her that now she looked acceptable, or at least awake. After drying her hair she dressed in a dark blue outfit, which suited her sparkling blue eyes. She put on some make up and mascara, some lip-gloss and rouge and after a third look in the mirror she found herself quite pretty.
Humming, she left the bathroom and headed for the kitchen.
"Morning, Mom," Rory muffled tiredly while sitting at the table already dressed in her Chilton uniform.
"Morning, Hon," Lorelai greeted her back, kissing her daughter's hair before making her way to the coffee maker.
"Aren't we going to Luke's today?"
"Sure, I just wanted to have a lead in case he don't want to give me any coffee," she smiled.
"Oh Mom, you know he can't resist your 'Lorelai pout' when you're begging for coffee."
"Ha ha! I know, no one can."
"Okay then, let's go."
"Fine, let's go."
Lorelai grabbed her keys while Rory packed her bag for school and soon they were off to Luke's diner.
xoxoxox
Luke was just brewing a new pot of coffee when he heard the bell jingle. He didn't turn around until he heard her voice.
"Find us a table. I'll be back soon."
She stood in front of him now.
"Hey Luke."
"Hey," he answered, trying to hide the smile which started to appear on his face.
"Coffee?" she asked hopefully.
"It will kill you someday."
"I know… but I don't care." She batted her eyes.
"Fine…" He got her a cup and filled it with her beloved liquid.
"I guess Rory wants some too?"
"You guessed right." she nodded.
He took another cup, and filled it as well.
"What can I get you two to eat?"
"Uhm, I'll take pancakes and Rory… well you have to ask her yourself."
They both went over to the table Rory where was sitting. Lorelai sat down, placed her own cup down, and passed Rory the other cup.
"Okay, what would you like to eat?" Luke asked Rory.
"French toast, please" Rory answered smiling broadly.
"What are you smiling at?" Luke got annoyed.
"Oh nothing... really... it's just a good day."
"Whatever." Luke turned around. "Give me 10 minutes for your breakfast," and then he was gone.
"So, what's going on with you two?" Rory pointed out.
"What?" Lorelai was taken by surprise.
"He smiled at you when you ordered your coffee."
"He did not!"
"Did too"
"No!"
"Yes"
"Rory stop it, he didn't smile at me, there is nothing going on"
"Fine, whatever you say." Rory shrugged and looked out of the window.
xoxoxox
After 10 minutes Luke returned with pancakes and French toast.
"Here you are." He sat down the plates and looked at Lorelai.
"Uh, could I talk to you for a minute before you go?"
"S-sure," a confused Lorelai answered.
"Good. Uh, see you then. I'm the man behind the counter -- over there"
"Yeah, see you then… after breakfast ... I'll hurry"
"Oh no, take your time. Just stop by when you're done."
"Ok fine…"
"Yeah" He shoved his hands into his pockets and headed for the counter.
Lorelai turned to Rory.
"Ok, that was weird, what do you think he wants?"
"I won't say anything," Rory replied dryly.
"Aww c'mon… do you have an idea?"
"Maybe he wants to ask you out."
"Yeah sure, and I will stop drinking coffee."
"Well you asked, I answered."
Rory sipped her coffee and started to eat her French toast
"Yeah, my own fault, I got it." She smiled and started to also eat her breakfast
xoxoxox
"Ok, I have to go now, and you ... have a date." Rory stood up and took the last sip of her coffee "See you later Mom."
"Yeah … later."
Lorelai was deep in thought, thoughts about Luke. Thoughts about what Luke wanted from her. She was so deep in thought that she didn't even notice Luke approaching her table.
"Hey. Lorelai? Can you hear me?"
"Uh what?" she snapped out of the daze she was in.
"I just said hey. Is something wrong?"
"Umm no, no. You wanted to talk to me?"
"Yes I …. I should sit down."
Luke was nervous as hell
"Umm sure … sit."
Lorelai pointed at the seat where Rory sat just minutes earlier.
Luke sat down, nervously playing with his watch.
"Uh, I wanted to ask you something," He began
"Sure, shoot."
"Well, what are you doing tomorrow?"
"Probably working I guess, why?"
"No, I meant in the evening." Luke spoke up.
Now it was Lorelai's turn to get nervous
"I… I don't know. Why are you asking me this?" She stammered.
"I just wondered if you … well, if you maybe, only if you have time of course, like to … go to dinner with me."
Ohmygod Ohmygod! He just asked me out! Ohmygod, what am I going to do? Lorelai was nervously tapping her fingers against the table.
"Dinner?" Lorelai asked her voice almost a whisper.
"Uh yeah, I mean … it's sort of a payback because you helped me so much last week when my uncle died.
"Oh." And I thought it was a date, stupid me! "Sure, why not?" she answered trying to hide her disappointment. Why was she disappointed anyway. Its not like she wanted to go on a date with Luke, did she?
She seems disappointed. Why does she seem disappointed? Luke asked himself while studying her face.
"So, I'll pick you up at seven?"
"Sure, seven is fine for a payback dinner, whatever you want." She got up.
"Hey Lorelai, what's wrong?" he noticed her changed expression.
"Nothing, I´m fine.. It's fine .. I just have to go"
"Okay, sure. So I'll see you tomorrow. Well, I'll see you earlier too, because you will may stop by for dinner, or well, breakfast tomorrow" Luke started to rant.
"Yeah sure, see you then, bye."
And with that, Lorelai left the diner.
Tbc
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