Fancy Meeting Your Belly Here!
By GilmoreGirl1979
Rating: PG-13( Why? ... because WE LIKE IT !!!!)
Hi this is your friendly disclaimer,: see chapter one, for this mumbo jumbo....
Summary: L/L,Future fic let's say...spring 2006? 2007 Maybe...(I suck at math) Luke and Lorelai as a cute couple, Please R/R you know, this chapter came from the requests that it continue. Hope you like R/R and tell me.....
Previously on Gilmore Girls: (last chapter after thoughts)
-just so you know,..my fav part in the last chapter is the morning banter/mood swing....hehhehe.
- I forgot to mention, "the Beached whale" line, that is another catch phrase my sis and I have.... Whenever we eat too much, its "I feel like a Beached Whale", usually on Tuesdays, after chinesse food and Gilmore Girls. (it's Tradition...that way!)
-And oops I did it again, (Spear Britney) I updated chapter 2 with corrections, (I'm a perfectionsit...that way) ...I know I know, but I only want to make you all happy...I correct and update because I care...I add witty dialogue cause I'm a meticulous, anal, prefectionist(seriously ask Luvz), and I get really intuned and creative at werid times...like in hindsight....LOL do the same thing like before, give it a month and come back to it...or re-read now and refresh your memory...either is good.
Random thought 'O' the day: Don't forget the peoples that got you here!
On THAT note, the SHOUT OUTs: (Damn they are longer than the story....)
LuvzAFunEthing: ...hey, TWIST and SHOUT... SURPRISE, I know this isn't what we discussed....but enjoy it anyway...(don't worry IT'S coming...WINK, again with the being a perfectionsit that way...) and BTW it totally was killing me not being able to discuss this CH with you...but I wanted it to be a surprise...did it work??? Are you surprised? I have to keep you on your toes, LADY WOMAN....I know, I know, I'm a meanie, you can B!# (in great Detail, I'm counting on it...) when we talk!! Okay....or in a review...or both even!!! Again either is good. btw thanks for the kick in the pants....
Hey, there daiszee bear,(may I call you that?) I'm so glad that I can induce happy dances (I like happy dances. The are FUN!!! ). It makes me feel special, really special, like I have a fan club...you know... thanks for being a fan,...
BTW your prize( I don't recall mentioning one,... but okay.) is my admiration, and the swelling of pride that you , yes YOU ,were the FIRST To name it!! CONGRATULATIONS. BROWNIE POINTS, ... unfourtuanley the brownie points won't get you actual brownies...I'm sorry,... Hey and there is a comfort that you are not the only one who was raised on musicals....me too. Hehehe.
Pokey, I do rule, don't I .............thank you for noticing...
HEY SamSon, I hope you found this again (R/R mulitple times, just so I know you're okay... then I won't worry...hehehe)....and I hope you enjoy it... ;o)
Scubaluver: Let it be known I love Rachel (as a character, nothing dirty) I do, ask Luvz ... I do...she is sassy and Damn cool, but see here(in this story), she has Colin (thanks to I'm not strange you are, who still needs to update ex's nuptuals..GRRR). ... she is happy, she led the life she wanted, with a like minded guy. And hey, now she knows Luke is okay and not a bitter, old, lonely man tormented by The Banyan boys (and knowing is half the Battle, GI JOE). She can focus on the shutter bugging and not have her mind wander to the diner anymore...hehehe. And as far as your Nicole comment......(trying to supress the giggles)....I will give you this bit comfort...(holding back the snickers, ... chuckles....not the candy bar)..........
(looks left, .... looks right,....looks at Scubaluver)
..........WAIT FOR IT.........
(please insert devious grin & WINK, ... oh hell add wringing hands too...HA HA HA)
A/N: this opening sequence is my favorite part....just thought you outta know...I think I'll give it my EPPY WORTHY AWARD, (it's my award, I can do that...) as you read just picture Scott, Lauren and Co., ...(seriously it's like the spoke through me....creepy)
Enjoy!!!
R/R: yes please I love reviews, I wanna marry them (as previously stated I have strange passions.)
You already know the opening is my fav, so tell me how the rest is....
Fancy Meeting Your Belly Here!
Chapter 3:
Not As Before
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God, I love moments like this, he thought.
It was peaceful, quiet and warm. There may not be many more moments like this for a while, but with twins on the way, he suspected things would only get better. In the wee small hours of the morning, Luke and Lorelai were lying in bed, spooning. For months now, they had taken to wearing nothing at all to bed, incubator Lorelai generated enough heat. It was just them and the sheets. There is nothing more beautiful than a Pregnant Naked Lorelai. A content Luke had a his arm around his wife, and a hand resting on her warm belly; just to be close to his kids and her at the same time.
"Luke?"
"Hmmm" only half asleep.
"Do you think we're ready?"
He sleepily replied "I hope so, ... there will be no room left in this house if you keep buying baby stuff." For little humans, they sure require a lot. He suspected that it was more Lorelai's love of shoppng that motivated the purchases. Plus, everything miniture is just "so cute", ... her words, not his. Ever since the pregnancy was confirmed she had been ordering from catalogs, shopping with Emily and Rory, and hiding little flannel shirts and ballcaps around the house, hoping to surprise Luke. He never told her he found them, he would just hate to disappoint her.
"That's not what I meant." She was wide awake, and seemed nervous.
Luke could tell she was scared about doing it all over again. "I know," and he became more awake, sensing the conversation had turned serious, so he gave her a comforting squeeze. "... you meant to be parents...and yes, we are ready. You've already done this before,...and I've been grinning like an idiot since these two were conceived" he rubbed her stomach "... And you won't be alone this time, I will be there every step of the way", and he kissed her shoulder, "I'm not going anywhere."
"You'll have to change diapers." Lorelai said, as if that one fact would make him walk away from his family.
"A burden I will gladly share." He would have none of the pessimism.
"They might spit up on you."
"Then I won't wear my good flannel."
"There is going to be two of everything." Still trying to give him an acurate picture.
"Oh, is that what twins means? Thank you for clearing that up."
"They will cry ... A LOT!" still attempting to be realistic.
"I would expect nothing less, especially knowing there mother." He teased into her ear.
She jabbed him in the ribs with her elbow "You're funny, you'll look funnier sleeping at the diner."
"If I slept at the diner, then how could I help with the babies."
"Damn, good point"
"Language" his tired voice sing songed through a yawn, as he inhaled the scent of her hair.
"Sorry" she mimicked.
There was a long pause. Luke could tell that wasn't it, there was something else bothering her. He now seemed to notice just how tense her body was. He could almost hear something turning in her mind, over and over. Then, he noticed, she was staring at the clock.
"Lorelai? What is it...?"
"Are we ready to be parents?" this time with a hint of panic.
"Honey, you just asked me that..."
"No, I mean right now..are you ready to be a dad?" her voice sounded more urgent.
"What?"
"I think ... I'm having contractions." And she now sounded strained.
"What!?! How far?"
"I don't know, I keep loosing count, ... I think I've been having them since dinner."
"You were having contracitons all night, through the movie, as we went to bed, you didn't tell me,... and you insisted on a last minute 'are we ready' freak out."
"Luke, the heartburn felt the same way, and by the way, I am freaking now, out cause MAN these really starting to hurt." She winced, with broken breath, "It's amazing ... what you can ...block out... after 20 years." She was holding Luke's hand, and squeezing very hard.
"Okay, okay," Luke pulled away the covers,with his free hand. "It's Alright, Lorelai, it's okay, we can do this" he soothed as he sat up next to her.
Through clenched teeth she barked "What's this 'we' crap."
Luke helped her sit up in bed. She was on the edge of the matress, and he was close behind her with his legs spread on either side of hers, his chest against her back. He whispered in her ear. "Honey, I just want you to breath, okay breath just like we practiced, okay? I'm gonna call Rory, okay" grabbing the phone from the nightstand.
Lorelai only nodded with a forced breath. Then leaned her head back on his shoulder, eyes closed towards the ceiling, focused only on her breath to get her through the contraction. Both of her hands now squeezed on Luke's right forearm, which he offered to her freely. Thank goodness for one touch dialing.
"This had better be good!" a very cranky Rory grumbled over the phone.
"Rory, it's Luke, ... she's going into labor... I need you to call everyone, call Emily and Richard first, Okay!... tell 'em to meet us at the hospital."
Rory was snapped awake by his voice, "Oh my God now!!!" I'm gonna be a big Sis "... Alright, I'm on it." she scrambled out of her bed to find the phone list.
"You wanna talk to your mom, give her some ... girl power...or something."
"Sure." Rory had to chuckle at the comment, how straight it was delivered and how calm Luke seemed to be, given the situation.
Luke held up the phone to Lorelai's ear.
"Mom? How you doing?"
"Okay," she choked, "but from now on, we are making Mother's day the BIGGEST HOLIDAY OF THE YEAR."
"Will do, the parade prep starts tomorrow. Now you are going in with a great coach and husband, please return with the same, OKAY, don't kill Luke during the delivery."
"Mental Note: do not kill husband, Got it!! I'll try to behave myself, but now... I'm a little busy right now...." She grunted.
"Okay, have a great delivery, I'll be there as soon as I can. I'm gonna call everyone, okay, and Relax."
"Easy for you to say. You don't have life forms bursting outta your..."
"And that's enough girl talk! " Luke pulled the phone away, not wanting to know how she planned on finishing that sentence. "Rory, make the calls."
"I will, I'll see you soon."
"Okay kiddo, drive safe."
"You too, Congrats. Love you!"
"Love you, too! Bye."
And he hung up the phone, and just threw it behind him onto the bed, focused on his wife again.
"Luke, ..."she said weakly. Head back on his shoulder again, talking to the ceiling.
"It's okay, I'm here, ... it's over?" and he soothed his hands over her round stomach.
"For now..., I think it hurts more cause it's twins." She panted.
"That seems logical"
"Please don't go all Spock on me," shaking her head, "just get me to the damn doctor"
"Language."
"Ok, please, for the next 48 hours I'm gonna be cussing like a sailor."
"Then I'll be sure to put soap in your first cup of coffee."
"Not a good idea while breast feeding."
"Neither is the coffee, ... come on, Mommy, let's go."
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Luke had dressed quickly and grabbed the bag. He found Lorelai's maternity dress, the one she bought for just such an occasion, "the delivery dress", and helped her put it on. Lorelai looked into his eyes as he helped her with the garment, and saw his sheer joy present. She had nothing to worry about, "the Plan" had been settled long ago, and Luke was taking care of everything, taking care of her. As he reminded her now "All you have to do is breath." He was calm , collected and excited; a pillar of strength, just for her. All she could think of was how glad she was that THIS time would not be like the last time.
Last time, she had taken a cab by herself.
Today, her husband was driving her.
Last time, her parents were angry because she left without telling them.
Today, Luke made it a point to have Richard and Emily on top of the list, so they would meet them there. They would be honored, excited, present, and eager to start the trust funds.
Last time, she was surrounded by strangers in the delviery room. Chris no where to be found.
Today, the father, Luke, would be on one side, coaching and present, as he should be. The other side would have Rory, the first baby, provided she made it in time. And countless friends pacing in the waiting room, wearing the carpet to the floor boards.
Last time, it was bittersweet. She had gotten Rory, her angel, her heart. but Chris was leaving, wanting nothing to do with parenting at 16. She was left alone, a teenager with a child to raise, and still very much a child herself.
Today, was all sweet, labor pains aside. Her family was growing. The Stars Hollow family was growing. These babies were already beloved in a community of wacky neighbors and close friends.
Today would be not as before. And that was a good thing.
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"Richard, Drive faster, I don't want to be late"
"Emily, there are such things as traffic laws, I need to obey them."
"Your only daughter has gone into labor, she is bringing two more grandchildren into this world as we speak. We have to be there."
"Emily, we will be there. Do try and relax."
"We should have had them stay at our house. It's much closer to the hospital."
"Then we will probably arrive before them."
"... And her house with all those stairs."
"Emily, We have three times as many stairs in our house! Besides, that wouldn't have been pratical, Luke works in Stars Hollow, who are we to ask him to make that commute every day. Would you have the father miss the delivery himself?"
"Well of course not."
There was a pause.
"Just hurry, Richard, please."
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How did we beat my parents here?
Granted she never seen Luke drive that fast. Lorelai thinks it may have been Kirk running up to Jeep that made Luke's foot so suddenly heavy. Bless Patty though, as soon as they were driving through the square of Stars Hollow, people were already in their yards, bathrobe clad, cheering the Jeep as it past. It really was a strange little town.
The fetal monitor around her stomach, beeping and doing it's thing, Lorelai had merely closed her eyes to humor Luke, to give the appearance of resting. He was really quiet, so she risked a peek, and she admired him. At her side, he was holding her hand tightly, and intently watching the monitors, listening to the heartbeats of the babies, lost in the anticipation of their new arrivals. She wasn't alone. She smiled. Not as before.
"Luke?"
"HMMM?" clearly distracted.
"We need girls names..."
"What...?" his eyes narrowed, as he refoucused on her, snapped out of his trance.
"We have plenty of boys names, we need to think, in case they are girls, ... oh God I'm a horrible Mother...I used up all the good names on inaimate objects around the house. What am I gonna call them if we have girls, 'hey you'...that's not me and my girls that's me and my mom, I don't wanna be one of those freak celebraites naming my kid after fruit or nature, or crap like that....."
"Lorelai calm down..." Not needing to hear the rant about the stupid names celebraites give their kids. Luke settled on the bed behind her, just as he did at home. "Come on, lean back, relax, and breath."
Yeah, this is definitely better than last time, as she leaned against her human pillow. Luke rubbed the sides of her belly, to comfort and massage, but maybe also to channel the names from the kids themselves.
"Comfy...?" and he kissed the side of her head.
"Very..."
"You relaxing..."
"Till the next contraction."
"Okay then...... 'A' names...." And he began to think "...Amelia,... Alana,... "
They had some time to kill.
Not as before.
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"Hello"
"Jess, it's time."
"Time for what"
"To do the time warp, what do you think!"
"Who is this?"
"Jess, It's Rory!"
"Oh hey, ... what are you talking about?"
"Your uncle, my mom, having babies, right now!!"
"OH, THAT TIME!... Geez, how long?"
"I don't know, I'm making the calls"
"Ok, ok, ummm, I'm gonna see what I can do about a flight...which hospital?"
"Hartford Memorial."
"Okay, I'll see you there. and hey congrats, Cous!"
"You too, Cous!"
Now that Rory had finished the phone tree, she could focus on driving to her new silbings. As fast and safely as possible.
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Lorelai woke up suddenly. Disorenited, the beeping and blinking of the monitors reminding her where she was and what was happening. She squeezed his hand for support, but found her hand was empty. Luke?oh God No,... he's Gone...she began to tear up.
At that moment, there was the sound of a magazine hitting the floor. In an instant, someone took her vacant hand. "Lorelai, what is it?" asked the consoling voice.
Lorelai's watery eyes were face to face with Emily Gilmore. This made her want to cry even more, this simple gesture, her mother... holding her hand, wanting to comfort her, sensing she was upset. Lorelai couldn't remember the last time she had held her mother's hand. Was I 5? 6? She speculated.
Through the tears Lorelai weakly said "Luke?"
"He had to use the restroom, ... he'll be right back." Emily, seeming to know exactly what to say, as she smoothed her daughter's hair behind her ear, a pleased smile on her face. Lorelai stared at her mother. Emily?
"...No doubt, with more ice chips you can't throw on the floor." Noting the meltling lumps on the sterile tile. "That is really a hazard, someone could get hurt."
That is the Emilly, I know.
"Good thing we are in a hospital?" And Lorelai joked, and squeezed the hand that still possesed hers. Emilly smiled too, but true to form was shaking her head at her daughter's brand of humor.
Lorelai defended herself, "It's a Game and Luke said I could."
"Luke said you could throw ice chips on the floor?"
"No, at the Nurses.... 10 points for torso, 50 for their heads."
"Really, Lorelai." rolling her eyes, but still smiling at the game only her daughter could conceive.
Yet, the two women still held hands. Lorelai regarded their clasped hands, for a moment.
"I'm really glad you're here, Mom." genuinely.
The simple words seemed to really affect Emily. And she smiled warmly, "me too."
Enjoying the rare moment of bonding, understanding, and not fighting, for as long as they could. Emliy attempted to keep the converation going.
"Luke tells me you've been discussing names."
"Yeah girls names, I think I fell asleep around 'K'."
"Thought you two wanted to be 'surprised'."
"Oh we do, we just ...want to have em ..you know ...at the ready."
"Oh, ... any front runners." Placing a second hand over her daughter's.
"There was Aurora, ... Elana, .... Gina...Grace, Hope, Isabelle...."
"All very pretty."
"Yeah,... wait till we hit the rest of the alphabet." She half smiled , but then Lorelai's mind began to wander, tears present again...
"Lorelai..?"
"hhmm?"
"What is it? What are you thinking about?" Emily wanting so much to be apart of this moment in as much as she could.
"I was just thinking ... about Gran....and Mia...I wish they could have been here."
Emily's heart went out to her daughter, and she unintentionally squeezed her daughter's hand again. Like any family member would, Lorelai had mourned the lost of Lorelai the First, no matter what sort of unsettled state their relationship had been left in.
But when Mia passed, if effected Lorelai greatly. This woman was beloved and dear to her daughter and grandaughter. Emily had even gone to the funeral with Lorelai, Luke and Rory. She too wanted to say goodbye to the woman that she no longer resented, to thank a kind stranger who took in her daughter when Lorelai had felt it necessary to run away from home. Mia was another strong influence on Lorelai's development in to the stunny woman she had become. Emily had been learning over the past few years, finally, how to communicate with her daughter. The counselor she and Richard were seeing for their marriage, also gave Emily new insight into her relationship with Lorelai.
As a gesture, Emily did the unexpected.
"What about Mia?"
"What about Mia?" Wondering why her mother would so callously bring up such a painful subject, when she was already missing the person in question, not wanting to think about her absence for this event...
"As a name...for a girl." Emily suggested.
Lorelai could not believe her mom was serious.
And Emily continued. "It is a very pretty name, ... Mia Danes....." just to hear the sound of it.
Again with the tears and the crying.... "I think it's lovely.." Lorelai managed to get out.
And they still held hands.
Lorelai broke into a smile, as she looked again, at their clasped hands.
Not as Before.
"Thank you, Mommy!"
Then, Luke returned through the room's door, with, as predicted, more ice chips, "Hey you're up, how you fe ....AHHHHH!!"
THUD!
He had slipped on the previously discarded ice chips, showering the fresh ones everywhere.
Grinning through tears, Lorelai sheepishly asked "Honey?... you okay?" trying to surpress the impending laughter. But it was as if on cue, he always knew what she needed, and right now she needed to laugh again.
"Ow!"
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In the waiting room Richard was reading a paper, Emily and Jackson were pacing ferevently, careful not to bump into each other. and Sookie was letting Davy explore the couches and coffee tables to his hearts content.
Rory Burst in. "I'm here, I'm here!! What's going on? Where is she?"
Sookie rushed to meet her. "They just went in, I'm sorry sweetie, but I don't think you can go in now."
A little disapointed, but Rory was still happy that at least her siblings were on their way. "Wow, so how is she? Is Luke still intact?"
"Well there was a incident with ice chips, it seems, but other than that..."
"Hey she is supposed to throw them at the nurses?"
Emily interjected, "And she did....apparently she got 270 points...a lot of 'in the head' bonuses."
"Huh? Okay, well, did they say how long?"
Sookie comforted, "Honey, she's giving birth, not baking a souffle. There is not set time on these things."
"Does anyone want anything, Coffee, snacks" Jackson offered as he scooped up Davy.
Rory admired Davy, seeing him with news eyes, she imagined doing the same thing herself with her siblings.
"Hey anyone here named Rory?" a male nurse in green scrubs walked up to the group.
"Yeah, that's me?"
"Come with me and put these on?" He handed her a set of her very own scrubs.
She looked at everyone else in the waiting room, shrugged, and then Rory followed confused, "Where are we going?"
"Your dad gave me 50 bucks to find you, and bring you to the delivery room, ... he said you'd wanted to be there while your mom had you sibs."
"My Dad?"
"Yeah, think his name was Luke? He is your dad, right?" the nurse looked over to her.
Rory smiled, as she pulled the top half of the Scrubs over her head.
"Yeah ... He is."
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Even with the Epidural, Lorelai was still a wimp for pain.
"OH GOD, Why can't they just stay in there for a few more years," she whined.
"Cause then it would be REALLY painful" her husband argued.
"This IS REALLY PAINFUL!" she grunted.
"Well, it would be this times 10, now I need you to push!!"
"Always thinking about yourself."
"Lorelai, I'm thinking about our baby that is about to crown, now Push!"
"When this is over, ... WE are SO getting separate beds!"
"What about being open to a commitment."
"I will be commited ... to Arkham, if I have to do this again ... AAAAAARRRRGGGG!"
"Well, this is a bad time to remind you its twins."
"Shut up, Butch!" she screamed as she pushed.
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"SHUT UP BUTCH!"
Rory chuckled through her mask; They could quip through anything. Rory was in disguise in her scrubs, hat, mask, as well as in complete awe of the miracle taking place before her. There really was no appropriate time to interrupt the coaching and say "Hey, Mom I made it," so Rory remained silent and just watched the bantering team before her. She was here, that is what was important.
Rory considered her perspective to be a safe one, nothing in veiw that she hadn't already seen, or didn't want to see. And then it happened.
"WWWWWAAAHHHH"
And Rory watched as her brother was brought into the world. Her mother falling back from exhaustion, with a smile on her face, clinging to Luke, as she laid her eyes on her son for the first time. Luke beaming with pride, and tears streamed down his face. The nurse offered them a veiw for a few moments then took the little boy to warm and clean him up.
Lorelai had her eyes closed, glad that part was over.
Luke leaned toward his wife, and Rory witnessed the exchange.
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"Lorelai," Luke whispered "We have our son , Will , he's out and he's Healthy,"
She knowingly nodded, she was already groggy and exhausted. "...That's it, I'm out..."
"Come on, Lorelai, just a few more pushes, ..."
"No." she pleaded.
"... and we'll have our second baby,"
"I've already done it once today....Go to hell!" she added in a forceful whisper, annoyed at his persistance.
"Honey, I know you're tired. But you can do this...."
Lorelai met Luke's eyes. This was another thing she didn't have the last time. A coach , a partner, the whole package. The father holding her hand, wiping her brow, with encouraging words, with her every step. She swelled with love and pain at the same time. Not As Before.
"Luke?" in a small voice.
"I'm here Lorelai, we're almost there. Just one more baby," he held her hand tighter.
"Luke, kiss me."
"What?"
"Kiss me," she repeated.
"Now?" confused by the timing of the request.
"Kiss me and I'll know I can do this."
Who was he to argue with where she needed to derive her strength from. So he did. Nothing much, just enough to remind her, what had gotten them into this room in the first place.
"I love you, Luke." she whimpered.
"I love you, Lorelai." he encouraged.
She gave him a weak smiled at him, "okay,... I'm ready," and she dug in for the finale.
Not as before.
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There is a card on the mantle. The cover shows a wonderful castle on top of rolling green hills. The caption reads:
Once upon a time,
in the town of Hartford,
a very special pair of babies were born.
And there was great rejoicing.
Upon opening the card, a family protrait was enclosed, on the left. Luke and Lorelai with a baby each, Rory, hugging the adult pair from behind, and Richard and Emily on either side of Rory, posing proudly. On the right, their story was told:
Their proud parents,
Queen Lorelai and King Luke,
from the kingdom of Stars Hollow
named them Will and Mia,
and they were loved throughout the land of Connecticut.
But none loved them more than their big sister, Princess Rory.
Hailing from the kingdom of Hartford, King Richard and Queen Emily,
with a guarantee they would spoil the royal children for the rest of their days.
TBC: I still have one more stop I wanna make on this trip......WINK...
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Hhhhhmmmm If Luke reviewed this piece what would he say?
LUKE's review: "That was all God-given talent."
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A/N: get it...Fancy meeting your belly here....at the hospital hehehehe........ and of course the "Not As Before's"
A/N : one of the reasons I love this show so much...is cause of the banter...which is why my writing (this story in particular) is quite saturated with it (fat and all)!!! PLUS, I SPEAK GILMORE...I do, again ask Luvz how they talk on the show is how I talk in real life(with the speed and the quips and the cultural references), THAT is why I channel the Gilmore soo DAMN WELL, it's a talent... ( again with LUKE: That was all God-given talent..)
A/N: hey in case you didn't notice....I like spooning lol..
A/N: "What's this 'we' crap." This is wonderful catch phrase my sis and I have...
A/N: heheheh ICE CHIPS....hehehheheheh.. FUNNY!
A/N: Baby NAMES: William Gilmore Danes and Mia Gilmore Danes
A/N: OKAY I did a lot of research on names, (bought a baby name book, and my sis was like is there something you wanna tell me?....anyway..) and here are some fun facts to share...
Christopher bearer of christ....ummm not hardly...
Jason means healer, man on a quest...uuuhhh not on this show...
Max or Maxwell, Greatest, full of excellence, ...little full of our self are we?
Nicole victory of the people, winning, ...she's a loser on this show...
Rachel- peaceful, calm...ummm sure why not
Luke-worshipful, no argument here....
What do you think? Were they True to character...??
R/R: PLEASE, I like to better myself. To quote The Princess Bride,
"...Remember this is for posterity, ... so be honest."
Please be specfic with R/R; name one at least specific thing you like please!!! It makes me feel good...inside (Dirty!)
Hence the Rant option bellow.
Insert Rant here V
