Doing What's Right on the Wedding Night Chapter 10: Fitting, a gilmore girls fanfic

Doing What's Right on the Wedding Night

Rating: A totally unneeded PG-13.

Disclaimer: Yep, it's mine. I'm also dating Orlando Bloom and cheating on him with Milo Ventimiglia. God, get the point. Some (and by some I mean most) dialog borrowed from 2:04 "The Road Trip to Harvard".

Thanks for the reviews people! Glad to know my freaky overuse of the word 'like' didn't stop you! As for the quick update, I'm actually trying to stick to my word. At the end of This Is Your Life I said I want all my stories finished by Saturday, and well, at least most of them will be. I can't make any promises about The Return of Jess Mariano, cause my muse ran away when it found out I was only joking about owning the show. Anyway...

Chapter 10: Fitting

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Continuing on after the dorms, we found our ways to one of the academic buildings.

"God, these classrooms are huge," Rory said in awe.

"Better to fit those big Harvard brains," I said. We stood in front of one of the lecture halls and heard the end of a professor's sentence.

"...had given birth. Reckon on everything, expect everything. What sort of thought is this?"

"Depressing?" a student tried.

"On the surface, maybe. But go underneath. What is he postulating beyond fatalism?"

"Are we allowed to be hearing this?" I asked.

"I don't know," Rory asked.

"Are we supposed to be understanding this?" Luke asked.

"God, I hope not," I said.

"I'm following just fine," Rory stated. Me and Luke looked at her. "What? It makes total sense." God, I hate having a genius daughter!

"Hey," I said, realizing how badly I had to go to the bathroom, "I'm gonna go find a ladies room. You know, sneak a smoke, see if anyone slipped asprin in my coke," I said, joking at the end.

"Okay, Rizzo. I'd like to listen a little more." Luke looked a little confused by our reference and I made a mental note to introduce him to the wonder that is Grease.

"What about you, Snuffy?" I said, using my 'pet name' to annoy him. "You good here?"

"Yeah, I'm fine," he answered. The scene I left was Rory hanging on to the professor's every word and Luke trying to understand some of them. When I got back, Luke still looked the same, but now Rory was in the classroom debating.

"That's an interesting point, Professor, but I'm not sure I agree," Rory said from inside. I walked up to Luke and whispered,

"How long has she been in there?"

"She went in not long after you left, the professor saw her lingering and thought she was taking the class."

"That's because stoicism was not about giving up things, of monwy and luxuries and stuff," Rory continued. It made me proud and broke my heart at the same time to see her fitting there so well. The professor made a comment and the class started debating about relativity before Rory noticed that I was back. "Thanks. This was fun," she said, leaving the classroom. "Did you see me?" she asked me and Luke excitedly.

"Yes," I said happily.

"You did great in there," Luke said proudly.

"I was in college," she said.

"It was amazing!" I exclaimed.

"Did I look like I belonged?"

"Completely," I assured her. "You're a natural."

"I can't believe how it happened. I just got swept up and then teacher asked a question, and before I knew it..."

"You were blowing them away," Luke said.

"Well, I don't know if I was blowing them away but suddenly I was talking and I couldn't stop." I nodded my head.

"I know that feeling," I sympathized.

"Boy, do you ever," Luke muttered. I slapped him affectionately.

"College is ggonna be amazing. I can't wait. I love college. I love Harvard. I love fatalism." And I have such a weird daughter, I thought.

"Please Ladonn, let me carry the bags," Luke said. I assumed he probably had the same gameplan as me: get out of creepy B&B and away from is creepier owner ASAP.

"Nonsense," Ladonn argued.

"But they're so heavy," Rory interjected. Ladonn sighed.

"I'll just get them down the stairs for you," we made it to the lobby, "whew. Let me catch my breath here." Luke barely gave me time to pay before he ran out with the bags, Rory following eagerly.

We had been driving for awhile and Rory had fallen asleep. Luke looked over at me and could obviously tell something was up.

"Hey, what's wrong?" he asked.

"Nothing," I lied.

"Lorelai."

"She fit."

"Yes, she did. How are you taking that."

"Taking what?"

"Seeing her fit? Cause it's killing me and I didn't give birth to her."

"I loved it... and I hated it."

"That's seems about right." We pulled up to a red light and I gave Luke a quick kiss. It surprised me how little things changed in the transition from best friend Luke to boyfriend Luke. Best friend Luke and I talked easily and flirted. And well, the only difference was that we were allowed to make out now (a change I definitely liked). A thought came into my head that made me smile.

Rory wasn't the only one fitting.

The End?

I think that's it. I mean, I could continue into how it would affect Jess's visit and the town's reaction to the news that Luke and Lorelai are together but not married. But I don't know if I can write Jess and not make it Lit.

I have a problem. I seriously check my email like every five minutes to see if I got any reviews. That's how pathetic my life is. Please review so I don't have to see 0 every time I look. 0 is not a happy number and I like being happy.