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Chapter 11: The Town

The next day, Lorelai was released from the hospital, and because of doctor's orders, she went home to the Gilmore-Danes house, but laying in her-their bed, reminded her of him, and how much she needed to be with him, so she reached over, grabbed the phone, and called Rory, since she was out running errands because Lorelai was supposed to be sleeping. After what seemed like 100 rings, Rory picked up.

Lorelai's POV

"Hello," Rory said as she finally answered the phone.

"Hey," I said.

"Mom!" she said obviously worried, "what's wrong?"

"I—well—nothing's wrong, but I need to go back to the hospital." I told her stumbling over my words.

"What? Mom, why? Are you okay?" She said all in one breathe.

"Rory, sweetie, I'm fine," I reassured her, "I, I, I just need to see Luke," I said as the tears started to fall down my face.

"Ok mom, I will be right there," I heard her say, but I couldn't answer, the tears had started and they weren't stopping.

oooooooooo

It seemed like forever by the time Rory got to the house. I heard her come in, but made no effort to move. I have been here in this same position since I last talked to Rory. When she finally came into the room and saw me, she gasped. I guess I am not a very pretty sight right now, but I don't care. She ran over to, and took something out of my hand. That something was the phone, I guess I never hung up after I talked to her.

"Mom," Rory breathed, "Mom, are you alright?" Finally I started to regain myself. I guess just having Rory there was help.

"I, I'm alright," I said finally finding my voice, "I just really need to see Luke." I told her although I know she knows that.

"Mom, you've been crying. Did the doctor's call? Did something happen?" Rory asked.

"No," I told, "Nobody called, it's just these stupid hormones; they're making me overly emotional."

"Okay," She said, "well, you don't want Luke to see you like this. How about you get cleaned up?"

"Okay," I said, "I really need to shower. I haven't really showered since before the doctor's appointment." As I said that, it made me realize how gross I probably look.
"Do you need some help?"

"No, well, I need some help out of bed," I told her, "Can you help me to the bathroom?"

"Sure," She answered, "Are you going to need any more help?"

"Nah, This shower is really big, and it has a seat, I think I can mange," I told her as she helped me to the bathroom.

"Wow!" She said when we got there, "You weren't kidding! That thing is huge!" She continued as she inspected the shower.

"Told ya," I said to her, "I didn't realize you hadn't been in here before."

"Well, I just glanced in this bathroom, since I have my own bathroom, I don't use, so I have never really looked closely," She informed me.

"Oh, okay," I said.

"Okay, so you take a shower, I will wait for you, then we can go see Luke," She said after a few moments of us just looking around the bathroom, taking in everything, but as she was leaving a thought came to me.

"Rory, does Liz, or Jess know about Luke?"

"Umm…I don't know. I think if they did they would be done here," She told me.

"Oh, well, unless they had something going on," I continued thinking out loud.

"I think they would have got out of it to see Luke," She said, "Do you think I should call them?"

"Yeah," I said, "I think you should."

"Okay," Rory said, "I will call them while you are in the shower.

Rory's POV

I walked out of the bathroom and across the hall to my bedroom, where there was a phone on my desk. Why didn't anyone think of calling them? Why didn't I think of calling them? I mean if they knew, wouldn't they have rushed down here? As much as Jess denies it I know he cares about Luke. I was pulled out of my thoughts by a ringing phone. The ringing was in my ear, I must have dialed Liz's number while I was thinking.

"Hello, TJ, and Liz residence, TJ speaking," A male voice answered.

"Hi," I said, "May I please talk to Liz?"

"You want to talk to Liz? Are you sure, because I am a fun person to talk to also," TJ said.

"TJ, who's on the phone? Is it for me?" I heard in background.

"I dunno who it is, but its for you!" I heard TJ yell back.

"Okay, I got it," I heard Liz yell back. Then I heard TJ grumbling about no one wanting to talk to him and then Liz got on the phone.

"Hello," Liz said.

"Hi, Liz, its Rory Gilmore, Lorelai's daughter," I said into the phone.

"Oh, hi," she said, "How are you? Is my big bro being nice to you? How's your mom?"

"I'm fine, but the reason I called is about Luke," I told her solemnly.

"Is everything okay?" She asked, I could tell she was getting worried.

"Umm…no, it's not," I said, but not wanting to spill the beans about my mom being pregnant I continued cautiously, "Luke and my mom were driving home, it was two days ago, and a person drunk person driving a SUV crashed into their car."

"Oh, my God," Liz breathed, "Is, is everything okay?"

"Umm…no, not exactly. Luke is still in the hospital," I told her.

"Is he going to be okay?" Liz asked.

"I think you should come down here," I said, not wanting to give her the bad news over the phone.

"Just tell me," she said, begging me almost, "Is my brother going to be okay?"

"We don't know," I told her quietly.

"I will be there in a few hours," she whispered.

"Okay, bye," I said, but not hearing an answer and not really expecting one either, I hung up.

OOOOOOOOOO

A few minutes after I had hung up with Liz, I heard a loud 'thud' from upstairs, followed by my mom yelling "Rory!"

I walked in the door, and started laughing giggled at the sight in front of me. My mom was on the floor, dressed, but completely tangled in a ball, "Hey," she said, her voice was trying to be cheery, but I could tell that she was hurting, "I am a cripple, you cannot laugh at a cripple."

"I'm sorry," I said trying to stop giggling, "How did you-?"

But before I could finish asking the question I was cut off. "Don't even ask." I walked over toward her and bent down to help her up, but as I got a closer look, I surprised at how my mom looked: Her usually cheery eyes, were dull, and sad. Her face was pale, and tired looking. It was like you could see here bones. She looked skinny, even with the twins.

"Mom," I gasped, "When was the last time you ate?" At the mention of food, she looked even sadder, if that was at all possible.

"Umm…I…I…I dunno," She said quietly.

"Did you eat at the hospital?" I questioned her.

"Uh…no,"

"Why not?" I asked.

"Cause the food was disgusting, and plus I felt like crap, not like eating," She informed me.

"Ok, well do you know when before that you ate, like in the car, or before the appointment?"

"Umm…I didn't eat before the appointment, because I was nervous, so I think it was three days ago," she said the last part really quietly, like a little kid, who admitted that they did something bad, and they knew they were about to get in trouble.

"Mom," I said, worried, "You have to eat something before we leave."

"No," she said very quietly, "The only food we have here is the food Luke," she took a sharp intake of breath then continued, "Luke made before we left, and I can't-can't eat that," Now there was tears streaming down her cheeks. I quickly walked over to her and held her as she cried.

"Mom," I said when she had finally calmed down, "You have to something. What about the twins? They might die if you don't eat, and when Luke comes home, I don't think he would be very happy if you killed one of his kids," my horrible attempt at a joke was received horribly. My mom looked sadder at the mention of death and Luke in the same sentence. After a few more minutes of silence, I tried again. "Mom, please, let's get up, go downstairs, have something to eat, then go to the hospital and see Luke." Finally I made her cave.

"Ok, fine, help please," She said in barely a whisper. I stood up, and helped my mom up off the floor, then grabbed her crutches, helped her position them, and we walked down the stairs.

Once we got down the stairs, silently, I helped my mom into a chair at the table, started some coffee, and started looking in the refrigerator for something to eat. I pulled out an apple, since that's what my mom has been craving lately, a cause of the twins. I also found some leftover Chinese in the refrige and a bag of chips in the cabinets. I put them down in front of her and started encouraging her to eat.

"Mom, please eat!" I pleaded.

"I'm not hungry," she said quietly.

"Mom, you have to eat, please. Just eat the apple, you like apples remember?" I asked her, then corrected myself, "Well, not you, but your kids do, and you can't deny them food. No one denies a Gilmore food!" I tried jokingly, needless to say it didn't do anything. "Please, mom, at least take a bite!" I tried again after a few minutes of silence. Slowly she reached her hand out, took the apple, and took a bite. I was about to say something, but stopped when I saw her taking more bites.

After she had finished half the apple, and a few chips, I finally spoke again. "Mom, do you want to take that in the car, and we can go see Luke?"

"Okay," she said quietly. I stood up, and grabbed her crutches, helped up, and we started toward the door. I opened the door and walked outside to the car. As I was helping my mom into the passenger side of our jeep, I heard someone yell, startled both me and mom looked up, and saw Babette, and Miss Patty running toward us.

"Hey! Honey! Doll!" Babette yelled as she ran around the side of the jeep to see us.

"Hi, Babette. Hey Miss Patty," I said.

"Oh my God!" Babette breathed, "Lorelai, honey, are you alright? What about the babies? Oh, and Luke! Where's Luke?" Babette practically yelled at us, very worried.

"How did you-?" I asked not answering any of their questions.

"Oh," Miss Patty said, "Jackson. We went by to see little Martha, and Sookie wasn't there, just Jackson, and we asked cause we didn't know why Sookie wouldn't be home with the new one, being only a week old and all, so Jackson told us thatSookie was at the hospital, seeing you, and then he told us about the accident."

"Of course," I said, remembering how Sookie had come to see Lorelai, after the accident.

"So, Lorelai, honey, are you okay?" Babette asked again eyeing her cast.

"Umm…" mom started quietly, but I cut in knowing that she really didn't want to talk.

"She just has to wear a cast for five weeks, cause she broke her ankle, but the babies will be fine, and right now we are on our way to see Luke," I informed them.

"Oh, ok, well, sugar, I am glad you and the babies are doing alright," Babette said to mom, "And how's Luke?" When she asked this I saw my mom tense up, and find a sudden interest in the ground, so after a few minutes of a somewhat awkward silence, I decided that I should probably say something.

"Luke is…umm…he's not doing to well," I started cautiously, "He is…is in a coma, and he…one of his lungs collapsed…" I couldn't continue. I had heard them both gasp, and I had a feeling that they knew there was more, that I just couldn't say it. I had a feeling that they knew Lorelai was having trouble listen to me say these things, so to my relief they didn't ask if there was more, or if he was alive or dead, they just let silence engulf us for a couple of minutes - I think trying to grasp the situation – before they spoke again.

"Well, Lorelai, how are you feeling?" Miss Patty asked, again directing the questions back to mom.

"I'm fine," mom said, I could tell she was trying to sound like it, but was not succeeding at it.

"Ok, well," I cut in before they could say anything else, "We'd better get going. We're going to…umm…see Luke," I said the last part very quietly.

"Oh, ok, well, you guys should get going," Babette said, "Oh, and Lorelai do you need any help?"

"No thanks, I think I'm good," mom said back.

"Ok, well, see you guys la-" Babette started, but Miss Patty, who had been quiet for the past few minutes, interrupted her.

"What hospital is Luke at?" She asked me.

"Umm…the Hartford Medical," I said but then asked suspiciously, "Why?"

"Oh, no reason, just wondering," she informed me, I could tell that was not the truth. "Bye," she said.

"Bye," I said as I watched her practically drag Babette away from us. I looked at their retreating backs, and started wondering what they could possibly be planning, but I had to stop thinking when my mom asked if I was okay.

"Oh, yeah, I'm fine," I said still a little distracted, but then pulled my mind of Babette and Miss Patty and turned my attention toward my mom. "Ready to go?" I asked.

"I guess," Mom answered but then asked, "Could you help me?"

"Of course," I answered and walked over to help her into the car.

OOOOOOOOOO

Once we got to the hospital, I helped my mom out of the car, and we walked –well mom is on crutches so she wasn't really walking, but…anyway we went silently through the doors of Hartford Medical. We went over to the elevator, got on and I pressed the "3" button. I had completely forgotten about the question Miss Patty had asked me earlier, about which hospital Luke was at, until I stepped out of the elevator. I heard my mom gasp beside me, but before I could start to comprehend anything, people were running at us.

"Lorelai, sweetie, are you okay?"

"How are you two doing?" "How is Luke?" "Where is Luke?" "How are the babies?" All these questions were throw at us all at the same time, by none other than our town! All of them were there is the waiting room, Babette, Miss Patty, Sookie, Davey, Martha, Jackson, Taylor, Gypsy, Kirk, Lulu, Andrew, Morey, and even Michel was there, and they were all holding cards, gifts, and flowers.

Finally I just yelled out, "Everyone, please, QUIET!" That shut everyone up. They probably didn't think I could yell at anyone, I didn't think I could yell that loud. "Now, I appreciate you all coming here, and bringing get-well-soon gifts, so I am assuming you all want to see Luke, and you all can, just not all at the same time."

I turned to Mom, "You want to go in right now, while I answer their questions?" I asked in a whisper.

She smiled a little, nodded her head, turned, and went in the direction of Luke's room, while I started to walk around and answer everyone's questions.

Lorelai's POV

After about fifteen minutes of talking to Luke, I wiped my tear-stained face, and slowly pulled myself up, trying to ready myself to talk to the rest of the town.

I walked into the waiting room, and looked around, taking in all the faces of the people I had come to know over the years. I looked up as I saw Liz, TJ, and surprisingly Jess come off the elevator, and rush over toward me.

"Lorelai! Where is Luke? Is he all right?" Liz asked as she rushed over to me. I heard everyone else quiet down as they saw Jess, and heard Liz asking me that question: "Is he all right?" I know everyone else wanted to know the answer to that question also, but I couldn't say what the doctors had told me today, so I just said, "I don't know," I looked at her sympathetically, then said, "Follow me," We walked out into the hall way and turned left, so that everyone in the waiting room couldn't see us.

"How is he?" She asked me again. I have a feeling she didn't believe me when I said 'I don't know'.

"He…he…umm…" I tried starting, but I soon found it was harder to say than I thought, "He…he is in a coma. He…one of his lungs collapsed, he was bleeding internally. They finally got the bleeding to stop, but he lost a lot of blood. He is on a breathing machine right now, but…" I stopped and looked at Liz, who had tears falling down her face. I tried hugging her, didn't turn out well with the crutches and all, but I think she appreciated the gesture. "I'm sorry," I started again after a few moments of silence, "but today Luke's heart failed," I heard her gasp, but continued, and I felt the tears rolling down my face, as I braced myself to tell her, I looked up to regain myself and I saw…

"Chris?"

A/N: So there it is, chapter 11. I hope you liked it. Please, please, please review and tell me what you think.

Next on Life Can't Stay Happy Forever you find out if Chris is there to make sure Lorelai is okay, or if he has a plan up his sleeve, and if Luke is going to live or die.