Author's Note: So sorry it took so long to update! Thank you once again for the reviews! They're all so great and I'm so so so happy this many people actually like my story. Oh and I've realized that I've been spelling Lorelai's name wrong! Sorry 'bout that. Remember to feel free to contribute random ideas you may have!

Sunlight flooded the room as Lorelai pulled open the curtains and my eyes fluttered open. I was cuddled into Rory's arms with Paulanka squished on my other side.

"Rise and shine crowded bed," Lorelai announced.

I wriggled out of Rory's grasp as Paulanka jumped off the bed so I could climb off also. I jumped over to Lorelai and she swept me up in her arms.

"He's coming today," I grinned, feeling overly-excited.

"I know, let's get brunch at Luke's to celebrate," Lorelai smiled, running her fingers through my hair.

"You always eat at Luke's," I pointed out, playing with her dark curls.

"Everyone out, we're going to Luke's and I need to get dressed," Rory mumbled, stumbling sleepily out of bed.

Lorelai carried me out with the dog trailing behind us. I squirmed out of her arms and as soon as she set me down I ran to the door and slipped on my shoes.

"Meet us there in about ten?" Lorelai questioned, already pouring some of her pre-coffee coffee.

I nodded before dashing out the door and tripping down the streets and secret paths back to my house. The house was empty of course and I quickly ran to my room, and stood in front of my full closet. Undecided on what I wanted to wear I spent extra time thinking before choosing some white shorts and a lace embroided pink tank top. I pulled my hair out of its ponytail and fluffed it around for a bit before deciding it looked like how Lorelai wore her hair, and sped out of the house to Luke's, arriving before Rory and Lorelai were there.

"Hi Luke," I said to the man in plaid.

"Hey Gracie, how are you?" he asked with a smile, Miss Patty snickered a few tables away.

"I'm good, my brother is coming today," I announced, clambering onto a stool as he set a glass of orange juice in front of me.

"Oh thats great, you must be excited," he stated, pouring two cups of coffee as I here the door open behind me.

Rory and Lorelai each took a seat on either sides of me and he handed them their mugs.

"Luke" Lorelai saluted with a grin, raising her coffee to him and taking a deep drink. Luke shook his head and looked to Rory.

"Three orders of blueberry pancakes please," she smiled.

I started spinning around on the bar stool and immediately both of them put their hands out behind me in case I fell. At this point in my life I'd learned to savour this kind of stuff, and this very moment was one of those times. I stopped spinning and jumped/stretched/climbed onto Rory's lap.

"Only five-ish hours until he's here," I gleefully commented, wrapping an arm around Rory's neck before reaching with my other for my juice.

"We've already got a room waiting for him at the Inn," Lorelai smiled, handing over the orange juice.

"He's staying for the whole weekend! It's gonna be great!" I told them, for the millionth time.

"Yes we know," Rory patiently smiled while taking my orange juice and placing it on the counter.

Luke placed our breakfast in front of us and we ate, talked and laughed, lingering over it all for the morning. I couldn't remember the last time I had laughed so much, and wondered why I was living with Taylor.
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I sat in the gazebo facing the diner, Tucker would be here soon. Lorelai and Rory had gone to Hartford for dinner with Mr. and Mrs, Gilmore. The sun was warm and I found myself switching positions every few minutes before a smart looking red mustang pulled up in front of Luke's. I jumped down the steps and flew down the lawn to his open arms. He caught me and swung me around before he held me close and I started sobbing, I gripped his neck and wept.

"Shh, shh it's okay," he whispered, kissing my forehead repeatedly.

I pulled my face from his shoulder and laughed, wiping away my tears and hugging him before he set me down and grabbed my hand.

"Tucker I'm so glad you're here! Wait till you meet everyone and see everything!" I excitedly exclaimed, pulling him across the street to Luke's. We entered and Miss Patty swooped down.

"Oh hi Gracie! Is this your darling brother? He certainly is handsome! Nice to meet you," she gushed before heading out Luke's and straight to Taylor's candy store.

"So that was Miss Patty eh?" he smiled and lifted me onto a bar stool before setting down beside me.

"Yep! Hey Luke, this is my brother Tucker," I greeted the diner owner.

"Nice to meet you man," Tucker said casually, sticking his hand out.

"Likewise," Luke replied, shaking his hand. "Now what'll it be?"

"Two strawberry smoothies to go please," I chirped, swinging my legs and keeping my eyes on Taylor's store. Sure enough he plowed out, down the street and into the diner.

"What exactly are you doing here Tucker?" he demanded loudly.

"You Taylor?" my brother asked calmly.

"Yes, I am Grace's guardian. Now what are you doing in Stars Hollow?" Taylor persisted, by this time he held the diner's attention.

"I'm visiting my sister, what does it look like," Tucker replied, rolling his eyes.

"Grace I told you he couldn't stay with us," Taylor glared at me angrily.

"He's not! He's staying at the Inn," I shouted, jumped off my stool and stomping over to Taylor. "So stop screaming and making yourself look bad!"

"Home, right now young lady!" Taylor firmly stated, avoiding the stares.

"No, I'm spending the weekend with my brother!" I defiantly turned on my heel and grabbed my brother's arm.

"I don't think so, let's go," Taylor motioned to the door.

"Cool it man, leave my sister alone," Tucker coldly piped in, drawing me up into his arms and walking out of the diner. He crossed the street and opened the door to the mustang, setting me down and settling in after I had scooted over to the passenger side.

"I'm sorry Tuck," I said quietly, looking at him with a frown.

"It's definetly okay sweetie," he said, starting the car up and we roar off as Taylor watches from the street corner.

"Luke's nice though, did you like him?" I asked as we drove to the Inn.

"From the little I saw, yeah I liked him. He seems cool Gracie," Tucker winked, pulling into the parking lot of the Inn.

"This place is amazing Tuck, wait till you see everything!" I jumped out of the car and dashed up the steps, colliding with Sookie.

"Hey there sugarplum! How are ya?" she greeted, patting my head.

"Hi Sookie," I grinned as Tucker approached, "This is my brother."

"Hi Sookie," he smiled and extended his hand politely.

"Nice to meet you finally Tucker," Sookie giddily exclaimed, clasping his hand tightly. "Oh your room is waiting, it's number four." She handed him a key.

"Thanks Sookie," I tugged my brother through the door, up the stairs and to the room.

He opened the door and we stepped in, I smiled in satifaction. Two double beds, one with a bag full of my clothes and such on it, the other bed with a painting I had made the other day for my brother and left it at Lorelai's.

"Did you make this?" he asked, dropping his bags on the floor and picking up the painting.

"Yes, but Rory helped me a little," I nodded with a smile and climbed onto my bed.

"It's great, thanks Gracie," he grinned in surprise. I kept jumping on the springy bed.

"What should we do now?" I inquired, kicking my pink bag off the bed and continuing to jump.

"Food, I'm starving," he answered, on cue his stomach growled.

"Me too, the food's great here too! Sookie's the chef," I jumped off the bed and slipped on my brown leather sandals again.

We made our way downstairs to the dining room and settled at a table by the window. A waitor came over and smiled at me while pouring some us some water.

"Hi Gracie how are you today?" she asked, handing us the menus.

"I'm good thanks, this is my brother Tucker. He's staying here for the weekend," I beamed.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Kristy" she smiled and pulled some crayons out of her pocket and a mini notebook, handing them to me.

"Thank you, can I have a shirley temple please," I asked, taking the drawing utensiles.

"Of course," she said, and looks at my brother, "And for you?"

"Ah I'll have a coke please," he decided.

"Okay great, I'll be back," Kristy left and I was finally alone with my brother. I looked across the table at him and he winked, I was reminded of old times, and felt sad, because we were missing someone.