AN: Skipped a little bit of time again, don't be confused.
Disclaimer: Don't own it but sure do wish I did.
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Finals week was approaching for Yale and Rory was in a whirlwind of late nights and studying. She hadn't gone to Stars Hollow the weekend before finals, but Jess came up to visit for a day. Rory missed him badly but the good thing about finals week was that she wasn't given much time to think about him. Her brain was occupied by econ and British lit along with the other four journalism classes she was in. Being a junior at Yale wasn't harder than she thought it'd be, but it was very hard.
Time was passing very slowly and Rory just wanted the week to be over. The newspaper needed a stockpile of articles so that she wouldn't have to worry about writing when Jess and she moved into their apartment. Rory had four exams and two projects due by the Friday before winter break.
The phone rang on Rory's nightstand while she was sitting at her desk working on one of the projects. She gladly took the break and ran over to the phone, hoping it was Jess. The caller ID came up, 'Mom,' and although it wasn't Jess, she was still very happy. Rory hadn't talked to Lorelai much since Thanksgiving break, only a few times on the phone. The holidays were causing a rush at the Dragonfly so the communication between mother and daughter was disintegrating. "Hi Mom!" she said when she opened her cell.
"Hi sweetie," Lorelai said on the other end. "It's been too long. This is your hell week, right?"
Rory nodded and laughed because her mom obviously couldn't see her. "Yeah Mom…It's almost over though."
"Well that's good!" Lorelai sounded excited. "I've got good news!"
"Okay, we can't do that joke anymore…it's getting old,"
Lorelai giggled, "I do have good news though. We have a town event coming up,"
"Oh? I haven't had the opportunity to think about the Hollow much,"
"That's what I thought," Lorelai said, amused. "I think you need to come back for this one. It's this Saturday."
Rory thought about it for a second, "You haven't even told me what it is! I was planning on coming home though. My last exam is Thursday."
"Yay, no Saturday finals!"
"Still haven't told me what it is, Mom,"
Lorelai hummed a tune and sang, "Shake, shake, shake…shake, shake, shake…shake your booty!"
"Really bad karaoke?" Rory guessed, laughing.
"No… More like an all-night, themed event…"
"Oh, Mom," Rory pleaded, "Not again."
Lorelai's excitement transferred over the phone, "I think I've gotten Luke to agree! You have your string tied so tightly around Jess that you could get him to agree in an instant."
Rory sat there, thinking, "I don't know," she paused. "My sleep schedule is already really messed up."
"And you're going to be here anyways,"
"You always rope me into these things," Rory mused. "But okay. How should I break it to Jess? Cos I'm not doing it without him."
"I convinced Luke sometime while we were under the covers," Lorelai said and giggled.
"Ew, Mom!"
"Well I have to go," Lorelai said, her voice still radiating excitement. "I gave you an idea, run with it."
Rory hung up the phone and lied down on the bed. "I can't believe I'm doing the dance marathon again. At least this time I've got a hope of winning," she said aloud.
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When Jess went to visit Rory, he barely got to spend any time with her. He drove around a bit, finding himself passing their soon-to-be apartment building many a time. Rory spent the entire Saturday studying for her final on the coming Monday so he had walked around the campus to familiarize himself with the buildings.
After a walk around campus, Jess let himself back into Rory's dorm. Paris and Rory were living in a complete mess for finals week; for the most part, all of Rory's belongings were in boxes. They were haphazardly labeled, a habit she probably acquired from her mother. "Did you want me to start moving these things back to Stars Hollow?" he called out to her bedroom.
Rory poked her head out of her room, still in her pajamas and hair unwashed. "No, I called Grandma last night and she's sending over movers to put everything into a truck."
"And where's the truck going to go? We can't move into the apartment until after Christmas,"
"I know, I told her that. She's going to have it parked until we can move in,"
Jess shrugged and then wondered aloud, "Why did Emily offer to do this?" He was always suspicious of the elder Gilmore woman; ever since the first dinner he had over there.
"I told her we were moving,"
"We?" Jess interrupted. "You said 'we' were moving?"
"I don't remember," Rory said, worried. "I might have said 'we'… But don't worry about it, she's just helping me out by keeping all of my junk until we need it."
"She doesn't do anything just out of the goodness of her heart,"
"You're turning into my mother,"
"Not necessarily a bad thing… It's good to be cautious, especially of Emily."
Jess sat in the diner, reflecting on the rest of the Saturday he spent at Yale. Luke's was close to empty. It was around three in the afternoon on a Wednesday; not their busiest time of the week. Lane was walking around, absentmindedly wiping down the tables and arranging the cutlery. Luke was in the kitchen, also cleaning. It was Caesar's day off and with Lane back, it left Jess with relatively nothing to do. The receipts were already counted and organized, tips from the morning and afternoon rushes already divided.
After staring off into space for a while, Jess focused on Lane. He wasn't sure what she thought about him still. She always seemed cautious around him and he was sick of it. He had to watch what he did and said; something he hadn't had to do since the first time he lived in Stars Hollow.
"Hey," he called out to Lane. She stopped wiping the table she was at and turned around. Her eyebrows were raised and she looked relatively surprised. "What are you and Dave doing tonight?"
Lane walked over to the bar and sat down across from Jess, looking very alert. "I don't know, we don't have any plans. Why?"
Jess shrugged and tried to come off as unruffled, "I've been thinking of doing something for Rory when she gets back. This week has been crazy with finals, the paper, and moving all of her stuff out. Maybe we could throw her a party or something?"
He studied Lane's face as it went through a rainbow of emotions. "I don't know, why don't you ask Lorelai?"
"I thought you could ask her if she has any plans for the weekend. Maybe we could even go somewhere?"
"I'll give her a call," she said and stood up from her stool, an odd look still on her face.
"Thanks, I'm going to go see Lorelai," Jess told Lane as he stood up straight and walked to the kitchen. "Hey Luke?"
Luke was crouched on the ground, his head shoved into the oven. "Yeah?"
"I'm going out for a bit. I'll be back for the dinner rush,"
"Kay," Luke replied, his head still in the oven.
Jess shook his head, the craziness had even gotten to his uncle. Oh well, he thought, it'll be me next. At least he knew he couldn't avoid the inevitable.
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Lorelai had just gotten off the phone with Rory when Jess entered the Dragonfly. She was walking to the kitchen for a coffee refill but stopped when he looked around, confused. "Jess?" she asked, not quite sure why he was there. It was all very 'speak of the devil' for her comfort.
"Oh hey Lorelai," he said, shifting his body weight between his feet.
"Coffee?" she offered, continuing on her way to the kitchen. "What brings you over here?" she poured a cup and handed it to him as he nodded.
"I wanted to ask you something,"
Lorelai didn't sense any impending doom so she motioned for him to continue while she sipped a mug of Sookie's coffee. "I was wondering if you've talked to Rory recently? I've been leaving her alone except for one phone call every night."
Lorelai nodded, "I just got off the phone with her before you came in actually."
"Is she doing okay?"
"A little frazzled, but that's to be expected, right?"
"I guess so…My finals never really got to me,"
A small smile appeared on Lorelai's face, "I think that's because you're different people. That's a good thing." There was a short silence while Jess thought about what she said. He distorted his face a bit and bit his lower lip. "What's wrong?"
"Well I wanted to do something for Rory. I know that everything that's happening right now is all crazy and I wanted to treat her to something fun before Christmas,"
"Like what?" She didn't know exactly what he was getting to.
"A small trip or party… That's really my only ideas so far. I asked Lane to call her and ask what was going on this weekend,"
"Oh," Lorelai said solemnly. "You can tell Lane she doesn't have to call. Why don't you call her when you get back and ask her yourself?"
"You know something,"
"Maybe… Just go back and call her yourself," Lorelai stood up and busied herself with cleaning their mugs. "Trust me."
Jess shrugged again and said thanks before leaving the inn. Once he left the kitchen, Lorelai took her cell phone out of her pocket. "You can't ask him in bed," she said before Rory even had the chance to say hello. "He's going to be calling you in a few minutes."
"What?" Rory asked, confused.
"Jess! Jess is going to be calling as soon as he gets back to the inn, maybe earlier," she added, remembering that he had a cell phone. "He came over and asked me what was going on this weekend."
"Why didn't you just tell him?"
"He'll only agree if you ask! And you have to ask; with both of us participating, Kirk may finally lose!"
"It's been like eight years running," Rory reminded her. "You're still not giving up?"
Lorelai gasped, "You think that little of me? I'll never give up! Until I get that big honkin' trophy…" She smiled, excited for the weekend. "Just make him agree, I'll find us the clothes and everything."
"Well thanks for the warning," Rory said sarcastically. "Guess who's on the other line."
"Go, shoo!" Lorelai said quickly and closed her phone. This marathon was going to be better than the other one they both participated in. She had to admit it was funny to think of how Jess's and Luke's rolls had changed since the last time. It was going to be amazing to have both of them involved. She couldn't stop smiling.
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"You've got to be kidding," Jess practically yelled through the phone. Rory cringed and held her cell away from her ear while he ranted. She didn't catch everything, just words such as 'crazy', 'no way', and 'why'.
"Come on, it'll be fun! Remember how much fun you had at the last one?"
"You're nuts! I can't believe you thought I'd let you drag me into this,"
Rory frowned, saddened by his response. "I thought you'd like to do it with me. Luke is Lorelai's partner; you wouldn't be the only one from your blood line there. Liz and TJ may even go! It's a family affair!" She smiled at the thought of everyone participating. "Even Lane and Dave are going to be there. Everyone who's anyone in Stars Hollow is going to torture themselves for 24 hours straight for the sake of charity."
"You know that you are crazy, right? You and everyone else that's going to be there,"
"So that means you're crazy too, because you're going,"
"What makes you think I am?" he sounded skeptical, like he knew there was something going on. "You can't make me do what I don't want to."
"Jess," she said, voice dripping with sweetness. "I really want you to do this, for me. Please do it for me."
There was a groan and some inaudible muttering, "Fine. The sad thing is that I knew the longer I protested, the more you'd want me there. I'm only saying yes to prevent a fight in the future."
"And you're smart for that! Now I have to go and be smart," Rory said, ecstatic that he had given in so quickly. She was prepared for a long fight but was glad she didn't have to. "I love you," she said softly as a goodbye.
"I love you too, crazy lady," Jess said, laughing, and hung up.
Ever since Lorelai pushed the idea on her, Rory had been growing on the thought of everyone participating in the dance marathon. She hadn't had the opportunity to do it since the fateful year with her mother…she hoped that this year went better, she bet it did. All of her friends and family would be there, and she'd already be dancing with the man of her dreams. A smile spread across Rory's face, unknowingly just like her mother.
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The phone in the diner had been ringing for almost five minutes straight, but nobody had been able to answer it because it was so busy. Every table was occupied, and Lorelai was perched on one of the bar stools at the counter. "Luke?" she called out, the ringing giving her a headache. "LUKE?" she said a little louder, trying to get his attention back in the kitchen. Lorelai put down her mug of coffee and rubbed her temples before standing. She placed her coat on the stool, keeping it for when she returned.
"Luke's diner, we don't give a crap about you because you aren't a physical being," she answered the phone, groggy and grumpy.
"Mom?" Rory asked, concerned about her attitude.
"Oh…Hi honey. Have you been calling non-stop for the last five minutes?"
"Yeah," she said, cautious. "I was trying to get a hold of Jess. I just finished my last final and I wanted to let him know."
"That's great sweetie, but I don't know where he is. I'll let him know if you promise to not be so insistent next time."
"Just let him know and I'll be down there tomorrow. The movers are coming for my stuff tomorrow, so I'll leave once the place is cleared out,"
"Are you still excited about the move?" Lorelai asked. "Nervous?"
"Just excited," Rory said, her voice wavering a bit. "I'm happy to be coming home."
"I'll be happy until you leave, then I'll worry," Lorelai said. "Okay?"
"Deal, I'll leave all the worrying to you. I've got to go Mom; I'm going to pack a few suitcases to tide me over until the move."
"Wait, your sizes haven't changed recently, have they?"
"I'm the same as always, make it something green this time?"
"You've got it," Lorelai said and hung up the diner's phone. There was a person hovering over her bar stool, reaching down to her coat. "Hey, I think the coat means they're coming back."
"But,"
"Back away from the stool," Lorelai threatened and the guy shrugged and went to hover over another person at the end of the bar. She moved around to the stool and picked up her coat to sit down. Lorelai slumped down on the counter, her hands firmly grasping the mug. She opened her eyes enough for slits and looked at the cup. "Bah."
"Lor?" Luke said, waking her out of the half asleep state she was in. "Who was on the phone?"
She tipped her head up, "What makes you think I answered the phone?" Luke just looked into her eyes, "Rory. Her finals are over and she's coming home tomorrow after the movers pack up her stuff."
"And why the grumpy face?" He asked, smiling and laughing to lighten her mood.
"You're crazy baby," she said and stood up. "I've got to go and you have to serve all these people."
"Uh huh," he grunted and leaned in to kiss her.
Lorelai gave Luke a quick peck on the lips. "Where's Jess anyways? I have to tell him something before I go home."
"Try upstairs. If he's not there, just tell me and I'll relay it,"
"I love you," Lorelai said and headed up to the apartment.
She knocked on the door before slowly opening it. Jess wasn't in her line of sight, but he could hear a shuffling noise on the left side of the apartment. "Jess?"
There was a large crash and Jess backed out of the closet. "Jeez," he muttered and turned around to find himself facing Lorelai. "Oh, hi."
"What are you looking for?" Lorelai pointed to the closet that was now spouting random items.
"I let your daughter con me into the dance marathon, now I need something to wear,"
Lorelai laughed, "I knew it would work. You can thank me for putting the idea in her head."
"Great," he muttered.
"Don't worry about the suit, just give me your sizes and I'll take care of it…since I got you into this,"
"Thanks," he said and sounded very genuine. "It'll be … fun."
Lorelai smiled and headed back to the door. "I've got to go, but you should get back downstairs – it's super busy. Oh yeah, Rory finished her finals, she seemed really relieved. She's coming down tomorrows after the movers pack up."
"Okay, thanks for telling me. I'll give her a call later,"
"I'll probably see you later," she said and headed downstairs, giving Luke a quick kiss before leaving he diner.
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Rory oversaw the movers as they put all of her boxes into a truck. The moving truck drove away and left her with a nearly empty dorm. All she had left was a few duffle bags that she hadn't moved into her car. Standing in the doorframe to her bedroom, she took in the surroundings. "This is kind of sad," she said aloud. Her bedroom was sparse; it looked just like when she first moved in.
The common room wasn't as sad, yet it was definitely different. Rory left the couch and entertainment unit (minus the equipment) for Paris. The TV and all her movies were packed and gone. There was no emotion in the room. Her mini fridge and coffeemaker were also packed away, waiting for the real moving day. Rory felt sad for Paris because she wasn't really leaving her friend with anything. In some areas it was hard to determine who owned certain things, but it had all worked out in the end.
With two duffle bags slung over her shoulders, Rory looked like a demented Santa Claus. It was probably very amusing for everyone who saw her on the short walk to her car. She dropped off her bags and went back to the room for one last time. The hall director had to check her out of the room and make sure there were no damages. After almost two years there, she was surprised when the director let her go without any charges. Rory was never a crazy partier but she had assumed there would be damage from when she was friends with Logan, Colin and especially Finn.
A small smile found its way to her lips as she remembered the fun times that went down in the room. Rory knew Logan wasn't right for her, but it seemed wrong to have to dissociate herself from his friends. It meant losing most of the people she knew at Yale. As Rory walked to her car she tried to shake away the feeling that had settled over her shoulders. She was happy to be going home – she had the dance marathon the next day.
"Get it together," she muttered as she drove away from Branford hall for the last time. "This is the start of a new segment of your life." Rory felt slightly odd talking to herself and realized that Lorelai probably did the same thing on an everyday basis. Oh well: like mother, like daughter. Before she knew it, Rory had started giving herself a pep-talk, "It's okay that you're leaving Paris. She's going to be fine and even happier with Doyle – although Doyle might not be happier. Oh well. I'm leaving her with the couch and some other stuff to keep her going. Ever since her parents left, it's been hard but she knows that she can come to me whenever she needs anything. Not that I'll be able to help her, but I'll try. Leaving the dorms may be a big step, but I love Jess. It's time that I move out on my own and get a little more responsibility – bills and such. I haven't had to do that before, it's going to be an adventure. This whole experience is going to be an adventure… Moving all of the stuff into the apartment; the things I had from here and the things that Mom, Lane and I bought. An adventure! At least I've got Luke and Jess to carry the heavy items up to the second floor… I finally get to decorate my own place without too much interference, that's something that I'm definitely looking forward to. Waking up to Luke's coffee every day, and even breakfast – it's going to be better than the dorms."
By the time Rory arrived in Stars Hollow, her voice was almost gone from the uncontrollable talking and even some bouts of crying. She knew Lorelai was probably right and she was just nervous, but even the idea of being nervous freaked her out. Rory was on edge, but knew that she had to get out of the car and interact with actual people. Surprisingly, being a hermit didn't appeal to her at the moment.
The town square was covered in a light layer of snow as she drove through to her house. Rory smiled when she passed the diner and a few blocks later (sitting in her driveway), she decided to turn back around and park there. Jess had decided that she would stay with him in the apartment above the diner until the New Haven apartment was ready. Rory parked a block or so away from the diner; she had arrived at a busy time and there wasn't any close parking.
Grabbing the most necessary bags, Rory left her car and went into the diner. She swung the door open with enthusiasm, ignoring the odd faces she received from the townspeople. Jess was behind the counter pouring a cup of coffee and looked up at the noise that she made. A wide grin spread across Rory's face and she dropped the bags and went behind the counter to hug him.
"What's this for?" he asked, putting down the coffeepot and returning the hug.
The smile just remained on her face and she kissed him on the cheek before turning around. Rory picked up her bags, winked to him and headed up to the apartment. Jess was left in the crowded diner, completely confused. The curtain between the stairs and the diner was still moving from her rush through it.
Rory put her bags on the floor just inside the door and lied down on the bed. It was so nice to be done with school for a month, not to mention that they were moving in together in the beginning of January. Propping herself up against the headboard, Rory began to lose herself in thought about the upcoming events: the dance marathon, Christmas, moving into the New Haven apartment, and both of them starting Yale for the spring semester. It didn't take much time after she got comfortable that she heard the footsteps coming up the stairs.
The apartment door opened quickly and Jess almost tripped over her bags. "Have you completely fallen off your rocker? What was that back there?" He stormed towards the bed, stood at the end and stared at her. The expression on his face was priceless and her mouth was still upturned in a smile as she just sat there. "What's going on?"
Rory shook her head, 'no' and reached towards him. She grasped his hand and pulled him down. Jess toppled over the bed and his head ended up in her lap. Rory looked down at him and said, "Hi."
Eyebrows raised, he responded, "Hi?"
Rory smirked and bent down to give him a deep kiss on the lips. "I love being home," she said and giggled. Her mood was incomprehensible; she was done with school and could focus solely on him again.
Jess lost his fingers in her hair, pulling her head down to his to kiss her again. "I'm glad you're home too," he said softly and completely out of character. "You could've been a little more discreet about it though," he said and laughed, back to his old self.
"Did you forget my last name? We Gilmores are never discreet; it's against the rules,"
"Ah, the rules," he said, jokingly. "You'll have to get me a copy of that book so I don't break them."
Rory shook her head, "Only family can see it."
"Well in that case…"
"Don't even think about it," she said and punched him playfully. He stuck his tongue out, obviously glad to see her riled up. "So funny man, who's taking care of the diner?"
Jess scrunched up his face and groaned, "You're no fun."
Rory pushed him off of the bed, laughing as he crashed to the ground, "Am too, see? Remember, we have rent and bills to pay starting in a few weeks. You're the working man, so get to it!"
Standing up, Jess glanced at her sideways before saying, "You're probably going to have to work when we get back to New Haven."
"I'm a step ahead of you, but I'll tell you about that later; you've got a diner to run,"
"Run?"
"I didn't see Luke, so you're in charge," Rory recalled. Jess muttered something inaudibly and headed to the door. "I'll be down in a few if you need help."
"Lane should be down there already, you'll just distract her," he turned around and winked before opening the door. "Go see Lorelai; make sure your outfit is ready for tomorrow and that I don't look like a fool."
"Too late!" Rory laughed and stuck out her tongue.
Jess returned the gesture and disappeared behind the door. This is too much fun, Rory thought and leaned back in the bed. She was so excited about everything to come that she couldn't contain it anymore. Punching in 1 on her cell phone, she dialed her mother and they agreed to meet at their house in a half an hour. That left Rory thirty minutes to lie there, enjoying her happiness and finally relaxing.
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Lorelai finished up at the Dragonfly and left Michel in charge so she could go home and meet with Rory. She sounded so cheerful on the phone, the delight transferred to Lorelai. Their outfits for the dance marathon where perfect and she couldn't wait to show them to her daughter. Lorelai had gone shopping daily since she had gotten Rory to agree to go.
When Lorelai arrived at her house, Rory was waiting on the front porch, staring out into the street. "Why didn't you go inside?" she asked as she got out of the car. "You know it's not locked."
A smiling Rory looked at her and shrugged. "It's so nice out."
"Honey, it's thirty degrees and it's going to snow soon," Lorelai sat down next to her daughter and put an arm around her waist. "What's up?"
"Nothing," she replied and placed her head on Lorelai's shoulder. "I'm just really happy."
Lorelai gave Rory a small hug and said, "Let's go inside. As much as I like the snow, I'm not exactly dressed for it… And speaking of dresses…" She stood up and Rory joined her, walking into the house. "Over here," Lorelai called and Rory followed her into the living room.
There were two dresses and two suits hanging off of the fireplace's mantle. One of the dresses was a black halter, cinched in the waist and had a slight polka dot pattern. Lorelai took the hanger off of the mantle and held it up to Rory. "You like?"
Rory touched the soft fabric and looked at her mom. "It really is perfect," she said and took the hanger from her. "I love it." Lorelai knew the halter would fit Rory, her small frame would be accentuated by the frilly fabric.
"What do you think of mine?" she asked, holding up the second dress that was on the mantle. It was another halter, but it was a bright red and more vintage than Rory's. There was a crossing action in the front whose purpose was to lift in separate. "I found it at this thrift store, and I had to do a little work to it…" The truth was that Lorelai had found it in a thrift store, but she had to do a lot of work to it. The halter strap was worn out along with the built in belt. The previous owner must have undone the belt even though it wasn't really supposed to be undone. Lorelai loved to fix the dress though, it made her feel like it was her own creation.
Rory squinted, trying to imagine her mom in the bright dress. "I think it'll look great; I mean I'm sure it will look great."
"Let's go try them on," she said, excited.
"Oh fun," Rory said and rushed off to her old room.
Lorelai took her dress upstairs and changed in her bathroom, doing a quick curl to her hair to complete the look. She heard footsteps coming up the stairs and Rory came into her room with her dress on. It fit perfectly, as did Lorelai's, but she was amazed it wouldn't need any altering. "It looks amazing," she said and made her daughter do a little twirl. "You're gonna knock Jess's socks off."
"I do believe I will," Rory said and spun around again. She liked the way it flared out slightly when she twirled, just enough so it looked fun but not so much that everyone could see her underwear.
Pointing her finger on the top of her head, Lorelai turned around slowly like a ballerina in a jewelry box. "How do you like it?" she asked and laughed when she was facing Rory again. "Think Luke will like it?"
"Luke will love it,"
Lorelai smiled, "I know… Let's change back so nothing happens, then I can show you the really fun part."
Rory grinned and headed back downstairs, eager to see the rest. Lorelai changed into some low cut, comfortable jeans and a Blondie t-shirt. She hung the dress back on its hanger and went back downstairs. Rory had hung her dress back up on the mantle and was fingering the collar of one of the suits. "Do you like them?"
"Yeah," she nodded. "Whose is this?" Rory pointed to the one she had just been touching.
It was Lorelai's favorite item from her shopping spree, even better than her dress. "That's for Jess," she said and winked. "Suits him, doesn't it?" The suit wasn't really a suit at all, but a military uniform from the 1940's. There were even a few stripes sewn onto the khaki fabric. "It was being displayed in the window of the Army Navy store I walked by. I thought it would be just the thing for him to wear. It was so easy to picture him in uniform that I had to get it."
"It is really easy to imagine him in this," Rory said, studying the uniform. "I think it will look great on him. Why didn't you get something like this for Luke? It seems more like a military man – much stricter than Jess."
Lorelai picked up the suit she got for Luke and wiggled her eyebrows, "I was thinking we'd go for a different theme, kinda the opposite of you guys." The suit was black with a grey pinstripe, tailored to Luke's measurements. There was a matching vest underneath and Lorelai had even gotten the hat and shiny shoes to go with it. "I felt that since my dress is such a bright color and slightly low-cut, we could be mobsters!"
"You have always loved the mob," Rory agreed, "Except for the killing and such."
"Too messy,"
"Do you think Luke will want to be a mobster though?"
Lorelai giggled, "He has a wild side."
"Mom," Rory groaned and shook her head. "That's just wrong."
"Well he does," she said and shrugged. "I think it's perfect…all of it. We're gonna win honey, one of us is going to win."
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Well… How was that for you? Did you like the nine full pages (more than twice the usual length)? It's actually almost three times its usual length, just because I'm that awesome. I feel that you guys deserved a really long, awesome chapter because I have only updated one (crappy) chapter this week. :D
My vacation was awesome, thank you to everyone who wished me well. I've lost a lot of money at the casinos all over town, but I had a lot of fun doing it. I took a bump on my flight, so I now have $300 to use towards my next flight(s). I flew with a good friend and we had a great time. When I got back, I also stayed up literally all night drinking with my mother, details are in my livejournal.
Okay, I must say that I expect a lot of reviews on this. In my opinion it's one of my best chapters yet, even though I didn't end in a stiffy, I mean cliffie. I really really like this chapter and I hope all of you do too. (I have pics of the dresses if anyone wants to see. Just send me an email).
Review please, you know the drill by now.
