So it only took me…seven months to update this fic. I can't say this chapter is my best work, but it's one of those awkward transitional chapters. Anyway, hopefully I'll try and update soon. And when I say soon, I mean in less than seven months.

Disclaimer: Ain't mine.

Sing For Me

Chapter 17

Taylor takes the stage and taps the mic.

"Testing. Testing. Ahem. Welcome, one and all to the Stars Hollow Talent Showcase! I am your Master of Ceremonies, Taylor Doose and tonight is going to be a real treat for everyone. Tonight many of our fine Star Hollow citizens are coming out and showing us their many talents. Talents, some of which I'm sure not everyone will enjoy, but just remember to clap no matter what."

Lorelai turns to Sookie. "Who lets Taylor speak at these things?" she asks.

"Anywho, up first to recite a work of orginial poetry is..." Taylor looks at the his index card. "Oh, Jackson Melville," he finally says.

A round of applause and whistles are thrown Jackson's way as he walks past Taylor and takes center stage.

"Good evening," Jackson says into the mic. "I would like to dedicate this poem to my wife, Sookie, who is the light in my life."

"Oh ,dear God," Sookie anxiously says.

Jackson grabs the mic off the stand.

"I once found the perfect orange.
But it's perfection pales in comparison to you.
For no orange could possibly be as perfect as you.
Even though, both you and the orange are good for me in your own different ways...

"I'm not sure if this is really considered poetry," Lorelai says.

"Oh, dear God." Sookie says, once again.

"You are the one that never falls off the tree," he continues.

"What the hell does that mean?" Lorelai asks.

"Oh, dear God," is the only thing at this point that Sookie seems to knows how to say.

"I would never compare you to apples or peaches."

"That's a relief," Lorelai deadpans.

"Because apples have worms and peaches make you break out."

"Oh, dear God."

"You know, it's actually kind of sweet," Lorelai whispers to Sookie.

"Sweet?" Sookie responds.

"In it's own odd little way, yes."

Sookie just sighs and turns back to watch Jackson.

"For I would rather have one of you than all the oranges in the world. Thank you."

Jackson took a bow and walked off the stage to scattered applause and a crowd of confused faces. He walked over to Sookie and Lorelai.

"So, what'd you think," he asked them.

"Jackson, that was really...something else," Lorelai tells him, patting him on the back.

"Sookie, what did you think?"

"It was great," she responded a little to quickly.

"You really liked it."

"Oh, yeah. Loved it."

Jackson smiled, "You know, I was so worried that you wouldn't like it. I mean, I was losing sleep. I thought you might think it was cheesy."

"You worried about whether I would like it?"

"Yeah."

"Oh, Jackson," Sookie's said with watery eyes, "that's so sweet. Yes, I did love it."

Lorelai just stares at her and tries to hold back a giggle. She watches as Jackson places his arm around Sookie and strokes the hand of a sleeping Davey. She sighs at the sight and her mind goes back to Luke.

Lorelai starts mentally kicking herself. She begins to wonder how the hell she could have told him that their relationship might not work out. Lorelai knew they just hit a bump in the road. She knew that Luke was the one she wanted to be with. 'What am I going to do,' she thought to herself.

Meanwhile, Luke had been standing behind his counter, cleaning up. He'd look up occasionally to see the crowds of people standing outside. He threw his towel down on the counter and headed outside. He leaned back on the door to the diner and looks around. He can saw Jackson on stage, saying something about...oranges? He scans the crowd over and sees Lorelai standing next to Sookie. Even all dolled up like a crazy woman, he still thought she looks beautiful. He had to make things right with her. He quickly turned, and went into the diner and rushed up the stairs. He knew what he had to do.