We're not going to take this!

Disclaimer: I own nothing! I am just obsessing about it per usual. I also don't own twisted sister or Dee Snyder. Although that would be pretty cool if I did.

Summary: why won't Lorelai assert some control over her spinning out of control life? What if she does? How would Luke take it?

Dedication: to my favorite authors on here, who write amazing Luke and Lorelai stories, and inspiring my to write my own.

Lorelai got ready for work that next morning and she felt nauseous and withdrawn. Her whole body ached and all she wanted to do was go to sleep. But she promised Sookie that she would sit down with their accountant and hammer out the new details on the loan payments.

She had the misfortune to run into everyone that morning; Babette told her that it was a shame that Luke was neglecting her. And preceded to tell her to demand her sexual rights.

Miss Patty said that it was a shame that April's mom was such a looker. 'Temptation darling, that's what the great Katie Hepburn once said to me. Temptation stood in the way of all the great loves.'

Something that did not make her feel well. All she wanted to do was drink Luke's blend and eat his wonderful pancakes and forget that anything ever happened.

But that's not possible, when things got to be so far. She wanted to hurt him, to show him the pain he had caused. She knew the perfect way too, but that would probably end things, and that's not what she wanted.

She wanted to be happy with Luke again. To wake up with him beside her in the mornings and for him to kiss her temple and to leave a coffee mug on her nightstand waiting for her.

Instead it would seem that he would eventually do that for Anna. She wondered if the town's people thought that really Anna and Luke belonged together, and that she was standing in the way of something that was simply meant to be.

Lorelai never believed in destiny. It was too convenient and too easy to believe that everything was planned for you. Really was she meant to have sex with Christopher on her balcony, which would create her daughter? Was she meant to dash all the hopes of her family and teachers?

Michel was acting his usual biligerent French self, and Sookie had managed to get three cuts that needed stitches all in a three-hour period, and by lunchtime she had a powerful migraine to contend with. And when the phone rang she almost wanted to throw it across the room and run home and escape the bright lights and the grating voices that surrounded her.

'Lorelei!' the voice on the other line bellowed and she flinched and rolled her eyes at the same time. What can I say; Lorelai was a very talented woman. 'Mother, not so loud please.' Her mother scoffed over the phone. 'Lorelei Gilmore, are you drunk?' her mother screeched and she rubbed her temples to try and ease the additional ache her mother caused.

'No just a world class migraine.' Her mother then asked her to reserve some space in the next month for a D.A.R meeting. The thought of having the boozed up biddies of the Daughters of the Wasps, discuss what was more important refurnishing their north tearoom in their offices or actually raising money.

'Sure mom, I will get Sookie to call you about the menu. I got to go mom.' Lorelei clicked off before her mother could say anything else. Talking to her mother, just reminded her that yet again, she had done what they had expected her to. Mess up.

Sometimes she wondered when she started to mess up. When was the exact minute or event that made her a mess up? Did one act make her the embarrassment of her parents and everyone in a surrounding area?

Was it the first time she had sat sullen in the corner of one of her parent's society parties and then gotten drunk at age 11, and embarrassed her father? Or when she had refused to compete in the charity beauty pageant that all her mother's friends and their daughters were competing in.

She knew that the minute she told them that she was pregnant, that hope that sometimes flickered in their eyes was gone. And when she had run away with her daughter, she vowed that she would never see that look again. And surprise surprise it happened again.

Finally after Michel had gone on and on about wanting a raise so he could live the life he wants, she had walked out without a second glance and drove home.

Lorelai stalked upstairs and landed in bed and closed her eyes and slept the late afternoon and night away. She woke up a couple of times during the night and she felt herself reach for Luke during the night.

She finally let herself cry over the current situation. Each and every argument she got into with Luke over the last few months. She wanted to go see him and make him understand why she was upset.

But truly she didn't even know why. Did she hate the fact that he had a daughter? Or was it because Anna and Luke were unresolved. Anna had lied and kept it from him, and that could have made their breakup something out of need rather than want.

Did he think that if he had the chance, would Anna be the better choice? She seemed calmer; maybe she was into health and good eating. And that thought made her feel ill. Really ill.

She woke up sometime the next morning, with the feeling of someone watching her. She opened her eyes and there was Rory. 'Hey Mom.'

She smiled and opened up the covers so her daughter could climb next to her. When Rory was younger, they used to do it all the time. 'Hey sweets, what are you doing here so early?'

Rory shrugged. 'Jess called me, something about you breaking things off with Luke Ring a bell?' Rory just watched her mom crumble and a few tears managed to escape despite her attempt to keep them from falling.

'He's just not all in anymore, and I can't keep on doing this.' Lorelei said to her daughter and for the first time, her daughter gave her the look of pride in her eyes. 'Mom, you're the strongest person I know, and if you say that you are in pain, I trust you.'

Mother and daughter stayed in bed for the whole day. Rory told her mother about the situation with Logan and Jess. 'I told Jess that I loved Logan despite everything, but what if I am wrong. What if I am just scared again?'

To see her daughter, who on the surface had everything together, break down, made Lorelai feeling like maybe she wasn't such a screw up. Rory went to go get dinner and Lorelai went downstairs to get the DVD player warm for the Gilmore Girl movie night extravaganza.

A full Mel Brooks fest filled with laughter and pure escapism when the door slammed. 'Kid, did you remember the apples. I am having a huge craving here!' she called out as she went through the DVDs.

And when she didn't hear an answer she looked behind her, and there was Luke. Standing there in the doorway, looking sad and lost.

'Lorelai we need to talk.'