"Come on baby, I'll drive," Lorelai says, grabbing Luke's hand.
When they walk into Luke's house, he goes to the answering machine.
You have one new message. Message one: 'Luke it's Liz. Sorry to hear about Dad, but Jimmy, Jess and I can't make it back to the Hollow. We're in Chicago. I don't think that we're coming back. Tell Dad I love him. Bye.' End of new messages.
Luke is angry. You can literally see his blood pressure rise, his face turn red, and steam come out of his ears like Yosimmity Sam.
"Luke?"
"WHAT THE HELL IS HER PROBLEM? This is our father! She should be here! He's been there for her for her whole life, the least she could do is come back and see him…" he trails off, finally letting his emotion show, and begins to cry.
Lorelai takes him in her arms, "Its ok. Let it all out."
"He's…what if he doesn't make it? What will I do? What will we do? He's my dad. I don't want him to leave," he cries, holding her tight.
"I know honey. He'll be fine," she says, trying to soothe him.
"Everyone I love leaves me. First my mom, then Liz, now my dad. I can't take it anymore," he says, then pulls back and stares her in the eye and says, "You. Its only a matter of time before you realize that you don't love me, that you love Rory's dad-"
"Luke! I'm never going to leave you. I love you too much to cause you any pain. Just seeing you like this is killing me! Yes, I love Chris, only because with out him I wouldn't have Rory. But that is it. My love for you goes deeper than anything I've ever felt in my life. I am not going to leave you. Do you understand me?" she asks, crying.
He wraps her in his arms and kisses her head, his way of saying, 'I understand, it was stupid.'
"Lets try to go to sleep," he says, pulling away to look at her.
She only nods as he leads her to his room.
If they did go to sleep, it was a restless one. Lorelai however, can sleep through pretty much everything, even Luke's tossing and turning.
Everything is perfect in this place. The lake is beautiful, Liz is running around with her invisible friend, Bobby, because, Luke was being mean. Luke is helping his Dad load the boat up with fishing supplies. He has his own fishing pole and little tackle box.
"William, be sure he wears a life vest," Amelia warns. Luke may be nine years old, but she still worry's about him.
"Yes Amy, I know," William reassures her.
"Dad, do I really have to wear that ugly orange thing? Its very uncomfortable," Luke complains.
"Yes son you do, it will keep you safe, and keep your mother off my back," William says, flashing a smile to his wife.
"Watch it bub," Amelia warns.
"Oh, lighten up Amy. I know how to take care of the boy."
"I'm sure you do, but he's my only son, and I want him safe," she says, knowing that this trip would be their last to the family cabin.
"I know," he says, giving his wife a kiss, then turns to his son and says, "Lets go and catch us some dinner."
Luke wakes up because he felt eyes on him, then rolls over and sees Lorelai looking at him.
"Morning. You slept," she says, scooting over to rest on his chest.
"Yeah. I had a dream," Luke says.
"Like Martin Luther King?" she says with a smirk.
"No. Though his dream would be a much better way to live. Mine was about my Dad, Mom and Liz and me all up at the cabin. It was the last trip we ever took up there."
"Babe, you don't have to tell me about this. Maybe one day, but not now," she says.
Luke opens his mouth to speak, but is interrupted by the phone. He reaches over and picks it up.
"Hello?"
"I'm calling for a Lucas Danes," the woman says.
"Speaking."
"I'm calling in regards to a William Michael Danes."
"What? Is he ok?" at this remark, Lorelai sits up and listens closely.
"You need to get down her, right away."
"Is my father ok?"
"Just get down her. Soon."
He hangs up the phone and quickly gets dressed. Lorelai follows, only getting dressed a bit slower.
"Luke? What's going on?"
"I don't know, I was just told to get to the hospital now."
With that, they rush out the door and make it to the hospital in record time, and up to the ICU.
"William Danes please? I'm his son."
"I'm sorry, Mr. Danes has been moved to a different room."
"Well? Where is he?"
"He's in room 232."
"But that isn't in the ICU." Luke says.
"Mr. Danes made it through the night and is breathing on his own. When he was wheeled out, he was asking for you and someone named Lorelai."
you guys all thought i was going to kill him. you have such little faith in me! any how...i'll update if you review!