its not long but im kinda stuck with this at the mo, i know where i wanna go i jst need to write it. my beta hasnt read it coz i jst got the net! like 2 mins a go so im posting all new chapters now n then i can read the 22 new updates to other storys u guys have bein writing in the WEEK i aint had the net!
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Libby had slept through the night if not for a few fever induced nightmares. Needless to say Lorelai didn't sleep. Once it was light outside Lorelai gently climbed off the bed and went in search of the largest mug of coffee she could find. To say she was more than shocked to see Luke asleep on the couch was an understatement. She didn't remember seeing him leave the room last night but she was too worried about Libby to notice anything else. Quietly she reached the kitchen and began her morning ritual of making her coffee. "Hows she doing?" the voice made her jump, almost dropping the bad of coffee grounds she was not preciously holding.
"She will be ok, she just needs to sleep it off…..I was so scared, she never gets sick." Her back was to Luke but he could tell that she was on the verge of tears just by talking to her. "I'm not going to keep her from you, but at the moment she doesn't know who you are. She's your daughter and you have every right to be with her too. I just wish you could have been there from the start." The pain was more than evident in her voice and Luke knew they still needed to talk but all he wanted to do was hold her, kiss her, love her and protect her from everything that was wrong in the world. "Thank you." He couldn't help but notice how different Lorelai was treating him compared to Anna. For starters Lorelai actually told him, which was more than Anna did.
Lorelai slowly turned around to face him. It was the first time they had properly looked at each other since the other day; he couldn't help but notice how bad she looked. Her face was pale, her long hair haphazardly tied up out of her face, her make-up worn off long ago and the bags under her eyes looking more like black eyes than evidence of lack of sleep. But what concerned him most was that she was visibly shaking. The hand she was using to hold her coffee mug looked at though it was taking all of her effort not to drop it. Luke's eyes softened and moved back up to Lorelai's shy expression. She could guess what he was thinking and it made her feel better to know he still cared about her.
"Jesus Lorelai when was the last time you ate?" she looked down at her coffee and noticed she was shaking, she quickly grasped her mug with both hands and honestly tried to remember the last time she ate. Giving up she looked back at Luke and slightly shrugged her shoulders and avoided the question. She moved to the table and slowly pulled out her chair, she had barely sat down when the sound of Libby's cries rang through the house. Leaving her coffee on the table she ran towards the stairs to comfort her daughter.
Libby was sat in the middle of the bed with her head in her hands, clearly in pain. Lorelai sat on the bed and pulled Libby close, soothingly stroking her hair to try and ease her headache. Luke could do nothing but watch as Lorelai slowly calmed Libby down and she eventually stopped crying. "Mommy it hurts" Lorelai was trying desperately to blink back her tears at what her daughter had just said. "I know sweetie, do you want some more medicine and then you can go back to sleep?" Libby slowly lifted her head to look at her mother. Giving the best pout she could she stared at Lorelai and defiantly said "I'm not sleepy" no matter how much Libby protested the fever she still had eventually took over and drained her of the remainder of her energy.
Lorelai stayed with Libby while she slept, she hadn't realized but she had actually planned the whole conversation with Luke without even consulting Luke. She wanted him to see Libby, which was a problem since she lived in New York. She wanted to explain why she did what she did. Wanted to know why things when badly. Most of all she wanted him to know she still loved him. The conversation (in her head) had gone well up until that part. It was like she was watching a movie and suddenly the reel ran out, the adverts came on, the power went out. Not matter how hard she tried to comprehend how he might react she couldn't get to the most important part on the film.
She was getting frustrated with herself and wasn't sure what she should do.
With a large sigh she heaved herself as elegantly as she could off the bed and started towards the stairs. Try as she could she couldn't stop thinking about Luke, deciding she needed something to take her mind of her current situation she began to think about dinner. Half way down the stairs she realized that as usual for the Gilmore house hold she had no food. That particular problem was solved however as she reached the kitchen entrance and saw a small stack of Luke's bags sitting on the kitchen table. It was then she remembered how thoughtful Luke could be and she slowly began to examine her new found goodies.
Upon further inspection she soon found that Luke had taken care of everything, there was a huge cup of Luke's coffee and a small canteen that Lorelai assumed was chicken soup for Libby. She soon found that he had also included several burgers, a farley hefty portion of fries, a grilled cheese sandwich, a salad and a piece of pie. It didn't take long until Lorelai had reheated the soup grabbed some bread and a glass of water and was ready to head back upstairs. She stopped when she noticed one more bag that didn't sport the Luke's dinner logo like the other brown bags now abandoned on her kitchen floor. Quickly grabbing the bag and opening it she found just about every child flu medication product she could think of and some she couldn't.
Her heart began to flutter at the loving display of affection Luke had shown towards her and Libby. With a small smile she gently picked up the tray and the small bag on the counter and headed back towards her room. The grin that was still present on her face grew wider when she noticed Libby sitting in the middle of the bed, figuring that it was a very good thing she had woken up with out screaming Lorelai placed the tray down behind Libby and sat next to her daughter.
"Are you feeling better Hun?" Libby lightly nodded her head and turned her attention towards the food Lorelai had brought up. Lorelai placed the back of her hand on Libby's forehead and discovered she was still running a temperature, giving a frustrated sigh Lorelai grabbed the small bag she had brought up and placed a cooling strip on Libby's forehead, achieving a very strange look from Libby. Without hesitation Lorelai reached behind her and placed the tray firmly in front of Libby and watched nervously as Libby hurriedly drank down the soup, two slices of bread and half of her water, praying that she could keep it down.
Once Libby was fed Lorelai quickly changed them both and placed some more flu tablets for Libby to take on the tray and changed the now hot cool strip on her head. Laying back on the bed in pure exhaustion it wasn't long until Lorelai was joined by a very sleepy looking Libby. Climbing on top of her mother she snuggled and squirmed until she was comfortably wrapped in the comforter and protected by Lorelai's arms. Needless to say they both drifted off to sleep within a matter of moments; both gently lulled buy the sound of each others breathing.