Disclaimer: I don't own the characters from the Gilmore Girls; WB and Amy Sherman-Palladino are the creators of the show. I have no affiliation whatsoever withWB.Some parts of my stories refer back and quote from previous Gilmore Girls episodes. The only thing I own is the plot of my story.
Spoilers: My Story takes place after the Season 5 finale "A House Is Not a Home," so I have references from throughout Season 5.
Wake Me up When We Meet
Chapter 1: I will be waiting
She shivered as the sea breeze caressed her porcelain face. As she looked at the man standing in front of her mist enclosed and surrounded their bodies. She desperately tried to seek out his face but all she could see was an outline—a thin shadowy figure. As the mist became a little bit thicker and heavier, drop of salty tears trickled down her crimson cheeks. When the air around her became unbearable she started gasping out for air, but before she started choking a warm body encased her from the cold. His touch provided the warmth, air and security she needed. Her head rested weakly on the solid chest for support. This is where she needed to be. This man was her soul mate, but who was he?
As she slowly tilted her head to look at him, the sky started to darken, the rain started to pour and the wind started to tear the destined souls apart. As she felt his grasp weakened she grabbed his hand and pleaded.
"Please don't let go. Please promise you won't let go!" As she started to drift apart from the man, she heard his voice started to drift also.
"As long as we keep looking for each other we will remain warm. Eventually you will find me and I will be here waiting."
She cried out "How will I recognize you. I can't see your face!" She faintly heard his last words in the distance before they faded away.
"You will know. You will feel my presence. You will feel it in my touch. You will hear it in my voice. Your heart will sing when it finds my heart. You will know because I will be here waiting."
The sky opened up, the thunder roared and the lightning flashed with all its mighty strikes. Her tears matched the pace of the storm. Her body shivered as she felt her waist succumb to the icy cold.