The Gilmore-Grey Union Book II: The Homecoming

By Michael Weyer

POV: Sookie

I hear them come in and instantly start to rush out. "Oh, my God, Rory!" I squeal as I rush over and hug her. "Oh, wow oh wow oh wow! I can't believe it! I can't believe you're married!" I release the hug and pat her head. "Oh, man, if only you'd told me! I could have gotten a cake! I still have parts of your mom's cake left, I could have pieced it together, created a whole new one!"

I turn to look over the others. I'm guessing the guy is Vincent and he's not bad looking. No idea who the other two are so I take in initiative. "Hi, I'm Sookie, I'm the chef here."

I extend my hand, which they all just stare at. It takes me a minute to realize it's covered in sticky dough and I grimace and quickly wipe it off. "Sorry."

"Um…hi," the pretty brunette states. "I'm Amy Grey, this is my mom, Maxine and this is…"

"The lucky man!" I beam at him widely. "Wow, it's so nice to meet you! I have been SO hoping to see Rory get married! Of course, I was hoping it'd be the more traditional setup and all but hey, better than nothing, right?"

"I wouldn't be sure of that," this Maxine mutters. Her two children are just staring at me in some odd confusion as Lorelai rubs her temples.

"Sookie, um, we sorta need to talk things out here," she says. "Maybe you can, um…"

"Oh! Say no more!" I hold up my hands and rush to the side. "I've already got some treats set up!"

"Um, Sookie, that's not what I…"

I race over to the tables to start grabbing stuff. "Okay, got some of my new shortcakes, I've been dying to give them a test run, I guess now is good as time as any." I walk back and offer them a tray covered with tarts. Each is done up with green icing to form a heart with "R &" on them.

They all look over them and then back at me. "Um…why does it say that?" Rory asks.

"Oh, R is for you, obviously and the blank is, um, because I couldn't tell what your husband's name was." I pause and look to him. "What is it?"

He seems to pause, as if unsure if he should answer. "Vincent."

I nod and race over to grab an icer. I head back and quickly squirt a "V" over every cake I can. "Here you go!" I call out. "R and V! Together!"

Lorelai just stares at me. "Really not helping the situation, Sook."

I frown. "What? I just thought it'd be nice to get things off on the right foot!"

"About fifty steps too slow for that one," Vincent remarks as he takes one tart and chews on it. His eyes widen. "Wow, this is good!"

"Thanks!" I say. "I do my best!"

"Sookie is the best chef in Star's Hollow," Rory proudly states.

"I thought that Luke was," Amy notes.

"No, he's the best cook," I tell them. "I'm the best chef. There is a difference. Chefs are better."

"It's not called 'Iron Cook,'" Lorelai points out.

Maxine just shuffles in her chair. "I'm sure she's wonderful but we have better things to do than exchange recipes."

"Ooooh, do you have any good ones?" I quickly ask. I look to Amy. "How about you?"

Vincent nearly spits out his cake. Rory slaps a hand at his back as he half-laughs, half-coughs. "Amy? Cook? Please! She can't even boil water!"

Amy smacks him on the arm with an angry look. "I can cook!"

"You can burn," Vincent fires back.

"I've improved since you left town," she says.

"Yes, you only manage to toast every other meal," Maxine puts in.

"Well, it's better than you," I tell Lorelai who just sticks her tongue out at me.

"I don't need to cook," she announces proudly. "I have Luke."

I giggle. "Hmm…and he does cook well…"

Rory groans and holds her hands to her ears. "Please stop!"

"Yes, please," Amy begs. "Listening to her just reminds me how bad my own sex life is."

Vincent puts his hands over his own ears. "Amy!"

I smile as I see him and Rory, both covering their ears with matching looks of pain.

Aw. They are made for each other.