A/N- Please see previous author's note as this is a simultaneous post. But I love you all! And look forward to writing real notes again soon. Please read and review, I do not own Gilmore Girls but I own a lot of things that I now have to arrange in my new little box world.
Chapter 85
Rory knocked on the door of the Gilmore house cautiously. It opened immediately.
"Rory!" Lorelai squealed, pulling her inside and hugging her immediately, "I saw you pull in. What are you doing up?"
"I've been up since early," she answered, smiling, "Do I even want to know what you're doing up?"
"Nope," Lorelai grinned widely, "Or who."
"Mom!"
"Dirty!" Lorelai laughed, "I know. Oh Luke! Lover boy, man, whatever you are. Come say goodbye to Rory!"
"Hey Rory," Luke said, emerging from the kitchen. Then he turned to Lorelai. "Don't call me that. Don't you have any sense of decorum?"
"Only in the monkey lamp."
"And on that note," Luke sighed, "It was good seeing you Rory. Is Jess with you?"
"He's actually at the diner. I think he was gonna wait for you to say goodbye there and I'm gonna head over there with Mom in a few minutes, if that works."
"Sounds good," Luke nodded, "I'll see you two later."
"Bye!" Lorelai blew him a kiss, "Walk away sexy, you stud."
Luke turned his head to glare at her and then left, shaking his head all the way.
"So…" Lorelai asked, leading Rory to the couch, "I have a feeling you're not just here to fill me in on why you weren't answering your phone two minutes after we left last night's dinner."
Rory blushed and Lorelai cackled.
"No," she answered, "I actually have some news."
"Oh? Share, share!" Lorelai said, looking at Rory excitedly.
"Well, I'm sure you saw this coming," Rory began, "But I quit my job."
"Finally!" Lorelai exclaimed, "I'm so happy for you, hon. But what now? I'm assuming your life plan hasn't become stocking at Truncheon, in spite of how hot your coworkers may be."
"Nope," Rory shook her head, "I'm going to apply to be an editor at a paper. Not traveling all the time, just based in one place. And I miss it, Mom. I've missed it ever since I left Yale. I had no idea that was what I wanted to do, but it was just…it's just what I'm meant to do. I know."
"It makes sense," Lorelai replied, smiling, "I'm so proud of you, hon. It hasn't been easy. I know how much you love your plans, and this was kind of like taking a tank to your biggest one."
"Well, I do like plans," Rory admitted, "But I'm starting to realize that the best things happen to me when I let them happen and I just…go with my gut."
"I'm sorry, who are you and what have you done with my endearingly OCD daughter?" Lorelai asked, reaching out and putting her hand on Rory's forehead, "Do you have a fever? Are you an alien?"
Rory rolled her eyes. "If I were, I'd have beamed us some breakfast by now. I'm starving. I didn't even get pie before I left."
"You've been living at the diner!"
"I just really wanted to tell you!" Rory smiled, standing up and hugging her mom tightly.
"Aww, hon," Lorelai hugged her back, "I am so happy for you. Really."
"Thanks, Mom," Rory said, pulling away finally, "Now let's go get pie."
"Which kind?"
"This is a celebration."
"So three?"
"All."
"Yeah, you're definitely my daughter."
