Disclaimer: I own it. I bought the rights from a cracked out ASP, a drunk, beaver singing DP, and the 'happy to be rid of it and its crazy internet fans' WB. I got it for a steal. $5.37 and a cup of venti coffee at Starbucks (DP had to sober up and drive the bitch home). It's mine now (sees lawyers in the distance). I bought it fair and square (the lawyers are getting closer and are brandishing cups of coffee). Okay, I give, just leave me my coffee. I said leave the coffee! I don't own, don't sue.

Author Notes: I updated in 2 weeks! 2 weeks people! This is what a heat wave and the fact that it is freakin hot outside does. It makes me sit and write. I don't have much to say, no rants (and ya'll know how much I love to rant), I don't have issues to convey this time; I just wrote what I felt should come next. Remember it is still July and we are still flashbacking. Some of you might get what is happening with this chapter, some of you might not and I won't tell.

First thanks to Debbie who helped, everyone that reviewed last time, and Prof for giving me something to read that I actually liked. Other than GG1979 and a few select others its hard to find good fanfiction nowadays since I swore off Gilmore Girls and everything. I know Ausiello (my hero in entertainment) has sworn it looks promising, but I am not believing it till I see proof and a script that says Luke and Lorelai got married and Chris moved to Djubuti. Till then, my TV won't play GG. Okay talk about a tangent. Thank you everyone.

Now, the words.

Chapter 9: The Walls Will Fall Before We Do

Luke was pulling a double shift at the diner the Monday after the disastrous Friday Night Dinner. As an attempt to cheer up Rory and Lorelai, Luke took the weekend off and had, as Lorelai called it, Bad Ass Family Togetherness Time. Rory and April, who was invited along by Lorelai, got sick of hearing Lorelai say that so shortened it to BAFTT. The four of them spent Saturday at the beach, where Rory and April spent the time discussing the decline of usable water in the world, while he and Lorelai napped in the sun. The sun-kissed group spent Sunday having a Godfather movie marathon in order to introduce April to the wonder that was Gilmore Movie Night.

He was by himself in the diner in the after lunch lull, sitting at the counter, counting receipts when he heard the bell ring, signaling a new patron wanted service. "Have a seat anywhere, I'll be with you in a minute," he said, finishing the last of his counting before grabbing the coffee pot and heading to the seated customer.

"What can I-Richard?" Luke said stunned that Lorelai's father was sitting in his unfranchised diner.

"Luke, may I have a word?" Richard asked, smiling slightly, hoping to put the young man at ease.

"About what, sir?" Luke asked, cautious about the visit and inwardly muffling his inner Lorelai, who was mocking him for calling her father sir.

"About Lorelai, Rory, and Emily."

"What about them? I am not helping you set them up so Emily can have another go at them."

"No, that is not why I am here."

"Then why?"

"I want Lorelai to have the wedding that she wants to have. I actually think a small beach wedding is more Lorelai; something true to her nature and character."

"What about the 'Hartford Elite'?"

"It's not my wedding, nor are they friends of you or Lorelai. I was under the impression, from the little I heard about it before the fireworks began, that the wedding would only be family and friends. Anyway, I would like to help or at least know more of what will be going on."

"Well," Luke spoke hesitantly, "that's what we wanted, but things are kind of up in the air right now."

"Because of Emily and what she said," said Richard bitterly.

"That and other circumstances that came up…"

"No more mystery children, I hope?" asked Richard, with a look in his eye that said if there were he would kill Luke and make sure they never found the body.

"There is an event at the inn and she doesn't know if she and Sookie will be able to get away."

"So the wedding is postponed again. Any ideas or plans of when it will be; I really would love to be of some assistance," said Richard, his eagerness evident in his tone.

"Actually," Luke said, wondering if Richard was the key for his seed of an idea to become fruitful, "I do have an idea."


Richard and Luke spent the next few hours of the post lunch lull going over Luke's idea and starting plans to make it a reality. It would take the work of both of them plus Rory and Sookie for it to happen, but Luke and Richard were sure it would work out. Richard was going to tell Rory about it tonight, as he was meeting her for dinner and have her inform Sookie about the plan, since it was easier for her to hang out at the inn then it would be for Luke or Richard. It wasn't until the bell signaled someone coming into the diner for the first time since Richard stopped by, did the two conspirators look up from the papers strewn on the counter.

"Luke, baby, today is the day you don't fight me on my coffee consumption. You wouldn't believe the day I-Dad?" said Lorelai before being shocked into silence at the sight of Luke and her father being all buddy-buddy together.

"Hello Lorelai. Luke, I'll go over these papers and get back to you with a new quote for the new coverage. You really were paying too much before," Richard greeted Lorelai and winked in the direction of Luke, hoping that he would play along with his reason for being there.

"Umm, thanks," replied Luke, slowing catching up to Richard's quick thinking. "I really do appreciate it."

"Why are you here, Dad?" Lorelai asked, eyes narrowed in suspicion.

"Last time Luke was at dinner he had mentioned he needed some additional coverage on his insurance. I happened to be in the neighborhood today and decided to stop by and see if he needed any help or additional information."

"Mom didn't send you?"

"Your mother and I are not speaking right now. Oh bother, I'm supposed to pick up Rory in 10 minutes for dinner. I'll call you later Luke. Lorelai, I hope to see you soon," said Richard, heading to the door.

"Wait," cried Lorelai, stopping Richard before he walked out the door. "You and Mom aren't speaking?"

"I don't agree with the things she said and I am quite angry at her for even mentioning them. I don't give a damn who you want to invite or where you want to have it as long as I get an invitation," said Richard, getting worked up all over again.

"You don't care that I want to get married on a beach?"

"If you want to get married on a beach that's fine, I won't have to buy a new suit or wear a tuxedo. I just want to be there. Now, I really must go before Rory thinks I am standing her up. I want to make sure that she knows I don't believe she was a mistake or ruined our lives."

"She knows Daddy. I'll call you about the date okay?" Lorelai said, giving her father a hug before he went out the door.

"Don't forget. Have a nice night you two."

"Night, Richard," said Luke before turning toward the coffee pot.

"Bye Dad," replied Lorelai as she turned to Luke with wide, shocked eyes.

Luke attempted to ignore her by pouring her coffee and then busied himself with preparations for the dinner rush. Finally, after nearly fifteen minutes of her staring at him, he walked over to the counter and sat down next to her. "You were staring?" he asked.

"I'm trying to figure out if you are pod Luke again, making all nicey-nice with my father."

"He was here about insurance, like he said. I was going to add you, Rory, and April to the policy on the diner and needed to get a better quote then my old insurance company gave me. Your father had offered to look at my policy before, so I called him to see what his company could offer."

Lorelai's eyes narrowed as she searched his face and finally decided that he was telling the truth. "So does that mean I can go behind the counter without fearing a sack of potatoes falling on my head?"

"If you don't take all the coffee, it's fine. How was the inn?" asked Luke as he nodded to Caesar coming in to cook for the evening crowd.

"Well, there is no way both Sookie and I can leave the weekend of the 14th. This convention is going to be huge; Michel could be fine handling all the prep himself, but Sookie will need to run the kitchen since no one else has experience with a large crowd like she does. So basically it means we can still have the wedding, but Sookie can't come. She says its fine and we should go ahead with it, but I really want her to be there, you know?" Lorelai explained, tears coming to her eyes.

"Hey, let's not worry about it now, okay. Maybe we will be able to work something out," Luke replied, pulling her as close as he could without pulling her off the diner stool.

"You still closing tonight?" she asked, wiping her eyes but leaving her head on his shoulder.

"Yeah, I promised Lane the night off and Caesar gets the night off tomorrow, so I am closing again tomorrow."

"Okay, I think I am going to head home them, make crappy food that you will yell at me about later, and watch crappy movies with no plot until you get home."

"As long as you have a plan," Luke chuckled.

"I have plans for later, too," Lorelai said with a wink and a kiss, before grabbing her purse to head out the door. "Love you," she called to him at the door.

"Backatcha." Lorelai smiled and blew him another kiss before heading out to the breach for a night of bad food and movies until Luke returned.

Luke smiled at her departing figure and thought, 'Oh yeah, this is going to be a good idea.' He knew Richard would be able to handle telling Rory and all the preparations at the shore, but Luke had the hardest job. He had to tell Emily. Richard said that it would be best coming from him, in Emily's eyes he was the cad, the scoundrel, and she needed to see that Luke would do anything for Lorelai; that it didn't matter what his name was or where he lived or what he did for a living. Luke had to go dance with the devil and he would win. 'Alright Emily, it's on,' was his final thought on the subject as Kirk and Lulu came in, signaling the beginning of the dinner crowd.


The next day, telling Lorelai that he was going to look for some truck parts in Hartford, Luke pulled up to the Gilmore mansion and prepared himself for the fury that was about to be unleashed towards him. As he rang the bell and felt the sensation to run, which Lorelai said was common when you heard the musical notes of hell, he remembered Lorelai's face on Friday Night when she realized her mother wouldn't accept her or Luke, Rory's crestfallen face when she said she wouldn't be speaking to her grandmother, and the fact that this woman was attempting once again to involve herself in a relationship that she said she would stay out of. Those thoughts were fueling Luke's anger when lo and behold Emily answered the door and stood shocked at the sight of Luke standing on her stoop in his traditional flannel and baseball cap. "Hello Emily, we need to talk."

AN: Stay tuned for the last chapter of this ride. I'll leave ya'll with one final comment on my feelings of Gilmore Girls this season. I think this is probably what ASP was thinking when she was writing out this season (fraking witch).

Elizabeth Swann: There will come a time when you have a chance to do the right thing.
Jack Sparrow: I love those moments. I like to wave at them as they pass by.

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