Written in the Stars
By Gilmoregirl1979 (the reigning Quote Queen)

Rating: PG-13

Hi this is your friendly disclaimer: I REJECT ASP's REALITY AND SUBSTITUE MY OWN! Once again, I don't own (DAMN IT! DAMN IT DAMN IT DAMN IT DAMN IT!), No Harm No Sue.

R/R: Yes, please I love reviews; I wanna marry them (as previously stated, I have strange passions.)

Summary/ The Q: AW If you DON'T KNOW BY NOW! HURUMPH!

LUVZ: I MISS YOU MOST OF ALL SCARECROW!

FEATURED BETA: Localizy, WONDER TWIN POWERS ACTIVATE

A/N: Dialouge borrowed from 4-16 the Reigning Lorelai.

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Chapter 49
I Just Want You To Know Who I Am

Lorelai was going through the RSVP list with Sookie, aka Bridesmaid number one, and was saddened that her own parents hadn't responded to the invitation. When Sookie and Lorelai were addressing the invitations the question of inviting her parents came up. After the scene at the courthouse Lorelai was positive her mother would make a scene at the wedding, but after talking it over with Luke, she decided to invite her parents to wedding hoping they might surprise her, despite the animosity between them. The RSVP date came and went and the happy couple had yet to hear a response, not even from her father who had been so positive towards them at the courthouse. So, the day after Sookie and Lorelai finalized the RSVP list, Lorelai decided to bite the bullet and went to her childhood home, hoping to get some sort of acknowledgement from her parents. A nameless maid showed her in to the dining room where Emily was planning some grand event, an event not related to her only daughter's wedding.

"Hi mom," Lorelai said, hoping to get some response.

Emily continued writing as if she was still alone.

"Well, less than a week till the big day!" Lorelai tried to sound enthused.

Emily still ignored her daughter and kept writing out her plans.

"I don't know if you heard," Lorelai still posed, "the adoption went through, so Luke is now Rory's dad. Officially, Yey! It is kinda funny though since we aren't even married yet, but if anything happens to me… well, at least they will stay together."

Emily took a sip from her teacup and automatically put it back on its saucer.

"You should see my dress, it's gorgeous; it has embroidery and beading," Lorelai didn't dare to mention that she had made the dress, but then again if Emily was criticizing her at least she would be talking to her. "It's funny you know… I'm just so excited that, well, I keep trying on my dress over and over." That comment seemed to move Emily and her pen paused. Lorelai continued attempting to thaw out her mother, "I'm surprised the beads haven't popped off yet. I'm still not sure about the veil though, but well, too late now I guess. Well, I just stopped by… we sent you an invitation… you know in the mail… and well you never RSVP'd… so ummm here," Lorelai pulled an invitation out of her purse, stepped towards her mother, and placed beside her mother's party plans, "It's hand delivered so you can't say it got lost in the mail."

Lorelai was going to leave it at that, but turned back to face her mother again. "You know, you are the mother of the bride, you kinda have to be there…"

"I don't have to be anywhere," Emily said stiffly.

"She speaks!" Lorelai said sarcastically.

"I will not condone this match by attending the wedding. I learned a long time ago that giving any kind of attention to your antics only encouraged you…"

"Antics?" Lorelai interrupted, laughing out loud that her mother was comparing getting married to childish vies for attention. "Well, guess what, mother! There is going to be a wedding next week whether you acknowledge it or not… whether you attend or not…" Lorelai made to leave, but Lorelai stopped again, one final plea for her mother's presence. "I'm your only daughter…I'm getting married. Doesn't that mean anything to you? You are sitting there comparing my relationship with Luke as antics from when I was a teenager? Sneaking out of the house and getting married are two totally different things." Then Lorelai felt angry again, trying to figure out why she even wasted the drive to Hartford, "You know what? You don't have the power to condone or consent or whatever. Luke and I are adults, we don't need your permission! Your one and only daughter is getting married! I came here, in person, to ask you to come… I want you there… both of you, both of my parents there. I wanted dad to give me away if he can stomach it and I wanted you to…" she said sardonically.

It seemed her pleas were falling on deaf ears, "Your only daughter is getting married," she said simply again, hoping the repetition would move Emily. "She is getting married to a man who really loves her and your granddaughter. I found where I belong, someone who loves me as is, no changes, just as I am. He is someone who will take care of both of us and protect us. This wedding is the joining of a beautiful family and all of us would like you to be apart of that. I just… I just wanted to share that with you…"

Lorelai left her mother's house quickly; holding back tears, refusing to show her mother how much she hurt her.

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The wedding was two days away and Lorelai wasn't exactly a blushing bride, more like a fuming bride. Lorelai was determined to go through all the stages of acceptance before her big day. She was wallowing in the kitchen with some ice cream, when there was a knock at the back kitchen door.

Lorelai opened the back door, "Luke?"

Luke took her in his arms and kissed her. Lorelai enjoyed his affections for a few minutes, till she needed to breathe again. "Luke," she gasped, "What are you doing here?" pressing her forehead against his. "We agreed not before the wedding…" wondering if he had come to his wits end by the way he had grabbed her.

"I know, I just heard maybe you needed cheering up."

"How?" Lorelai suddenly figured, "Rory?"

"That and I have eyes, you've been sulking for days. I want my bride to be excited about marrying me…What happened?" Luke asked.

"I went to see my mother."

"That'll do it." Luke sighed, "And?"

"I don't think they are coming," she sighed. "I don't know…I thought something like this… I don't know."

Luke knew the best thing to get Lorelai's mind off it. He kissed her forehead at first, then worke dhis way down to her mouth again. Since it had been just under a month since they had been alone, the display was getting very heated. A month of controlling themselves did the trick and the slightest touch was turning them both on. "Luke, come inside," Lorelai was pulling on his belt already. "Come inside and make love to me," she said in a hot whisper.

"Hmmm, you drive a hard bargain" Luke growled, "but we had a deal. Two more days."

Lorelai groaned, "Two more days…" Luke was so close, playing with her hand, and she thought she was going to explode.

"I better get back to the diner… you don't want any bad luck now."

"Hmmm you don't believe in luck," Lorelai tugged on his flannel with that glint in her eye.

"You do. And that's all that matters. Oh almost forgot… brought this for you too." And he turned and gestured his thumb to the porch rail, there was a tray with two coffees, and a few doughnuts in a bag.

"Luke, will you marry me?" she sighed.

"In two days I will," Luke made the mistake of kissing her again. Lorelai's arms snaked around his neck and he knew he couldn't escape; things became heated again for a few minutes, till Rory opened the back door again and sounded the air horn her mother had given her.

After a few minutes of shocked ear clutching and laughter by the younger Gilmore, Luke's ears were still ringing, "Jeez! Rory? What are you doing?"

"Mom said I should use this if you two got too quiet."

Luke looked at Lorelai.

"Well, I knew I couldn't be trusted and Rory is my conscience."

"Night, to both of you," and Luke merely pecked Lorelai's hands and hugged Rory goodnight, hoping the next two days would go by quickly.

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Richard drove Emily around for about thirty minutes, while she sat quietly in the car, wondering where they were going as Richard had only told her he had a surprise to show her. They pulled into a small town she didn't recognize at first, then she saw the sign for the Independence Inn, and she demanded to know where they were going.

Richard remained silent as he parked the car near the square. "It is such a charming, little town, everyone buzzing with activity."

Emily slowly turned to her husband, "This is it, isn't it… Stars Meadow…"

"Hollow," Richard corrected.

Emily narrowed her eyes at the nerve of her husband, "What are we doing here?"

Richard pointed out to the square, "All this preparation is for Lorelai's wedding day. It's tomorrow Emily, in case you were interested!" he said sharply.

"It just so happens that I am not!"

"Pardon my error," Richard mock apologized, "as a mother I thought you'd care to know that."

"I know perfectly well when and where it is. On a Thursday, why on earth would she have it on a Thursday?"

"Because she is!" Richard barked. "For the hell of it! Because she wants to, you know Lorelai never does anything unless she really wants to! Look at this, all this fanfare fit for a princess, our princess, our only daughter. She has found a man she deemed worthy, she has made her choice, Emily."

"Exactly!"

"Emily, you remember how excited you where when you were pregnant? How you couldn't wait to show Lorelai all the things your mother showed you."

"All the good it did me, with her sneaking out, getting into trouble," Emily began to tear up.

"Luke is the man she has chosen and he is not as bad as you assume him to be. Could he have won the heart of our daughter if he was such a vagrant, she is a sensible girl in most respects," he admitted.

"Richard you can't expect me to condone this match."

"That is exactly what I expect. Can you put your pride aside for one day so we can be apart of her happiness for once?" Richard paused for a moment almost reluctant to continue, "My mother did."

"What on earth are you talking about?"

"Now, I promised myself you would never see this, but apparently you need a little perspective," Richard reached into the breast pocket of his coat and handed Emily a letter, "Read."

"This is from your mother," and Emily read the letter outloud, while Richard stared out the window.

"'My Dearest Richard, It is with heavy heart that I write you this letter tonight, but I cannot stand by and let you make a terrible mistake. Until now, I had thought, hoped, prayed that you would come to the same conclusion that I have. But you have not, and therefore, I feel it is my duty as your mother to beg you to reconsider your impending marriage." Emily's jaw dropped, she knew her mother in law had never liked her, always judging, criticizing, even naming their child after Lorelai the First didn't seem to score Emily any points with her mother in law. As much as Emily knew Lorelai the First, didn't like her, it was inconceivable to ask Richard in this way to break off their engagement.

"'I'm sure that Emily is a very suitable woman for someone, but not for you. She will not be able to make you happy. She does not have the Gilmore stamina or spark. She is simply not a Gilmore. I don't know the circumstances surrounding your breakup with Pennilyn Lott, but it is still my belief that she is much better suited for you than Emily." Emily's voice started breaking, "I know that the timing of this is particularly awkward, since you are to be married tomorrow, but your happiness is too important to me, so timing be damned.' I can't believe this, the day before our wedding she begged you in writing, proclaiming that I was not suitable! At least I didn't marry my second cousin! She begged you to leave me at the altar!" Emily was outraged. "How can you sit there so smug?" as she crossed her arms, trying not to look at the activity outside.

Richard simply said, "Because I didn't leave you at the alter."

Emily's head snapped toward her husband of nearly 30 years.

"And she didn't object when the preacher asked, she didn't cause a scene at the reception, she simply respected my choice, respected that my opinion, my decision was different from her own. You know how I value mother's opinion, but despite her disapproval I married you…because I loved you." Richard watched Emily as she softened, "and she was wrong, Emily. Over the years you have made me immensely happy. You are more alike than my mother might think, and you are certainly a fine Gilmore," Richard smiled, playing on her pride. "Couldn't you, just for one day, for the sake of our daughter, put that pride aside and share in her happiness? In Rory's happiness?"

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