Presenting … Lucas Danes?
By GilmoreGirl1979 (the Reigning Quote Queen)
Provider of Quality FAN FICTION
Rating: let's say PG-13 because well, I can't write smut… I break into girlie giggles … because it's so absurd… me… writing smut… it's funny, especially those who know me well….
R/R: yes please I love reviews, I wanna marry them (as previously stated, I have strange passions.)
friendly disclaimer: I REJECT ASP's REALITY and SUBSTITUE MY OWN! NO HARM, NO SUE! Sneaky Luke and Sneaky Lorelai with creeping music by Sam Philips sold separately.
LUVZ: I miss you!
FEATURED BETA/co Author for this Chapter: Localizy, thank you for putting up with my compulsive persnickety changes…for this crazy PUB. She's the DAVID BLAINE of BETAING…and she's all MINE… MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Localizy, What Can I Say…
No seriously go read localizy's fic what can I say…. read this first… then go to her's! (I'm cross promoting that way!)
A/N: in avoidance of the FINALE, we decided to treat you all with this MONSTER UPDATE!
you will be so overwhelmed you will forget all about the CRAP FOR CRAP! Courtesy of the Resistance! As Izy says, "For those that may not want to watch the drama of hell unfold; here are some distractions"
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Chapter 21:
White Christmas
Lorelai was able to convince Rory to post pone leaving till Thursday, the 27th, convincing her that the day after the holiday would be a nightmare to travel through. If only I could convince her to just stay, but everything was in place for her to spend New Year's with Chris and Sherry. Lorelai kept her "its not fair" rants between herself and Luke, not wanting to guilt Rory into staying, however it still bothered her that this was to be the first major holiday that she didn't spend with her daughter. The first time she welcomed in the New Year, and Rory wasn't there. Well, Luke will be there, but that was a small comfort.
The curt and courteous invitation for Emily Gilmore's Christmas Party was delivered over the phone, and Lorelai tried to lift her spirits by ragging on Emily about the verbal invitation. "Why does everyone else get a written invitation, and I only get the 'Hey get your butt over here' one."
Lorelai could clearly picture her mother's eye roll. "Lorelai please, I am much too busy to deal with your humor today."
"What humor I'm really offended," Lorelai managed to keep her straight face.
"Technically, you are part of the inviting family…"
"I don't live at the same residence…or even in the same town!"
"Which is why I'm clarifying everything with you now!"
"I have to travel twenty minutes to get there…"
"Lorelai," Emily droned.
"…and I want an invitation."
"Lorelai, please," Emily sighed again.
Lorelai decided she had better things to do, like trying to find a Christmas present for Luke, "See you Friday, Mom."
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Friday the 21st was the party, and Lorelai and Rory approached the elder Gilmore's huge door with Christmas cheer in hand. "Okay, ready?" Rory asked her mother.
"I'm going in," Lorelai confirmed.
Richard and Emily had a small group of close friends over for their little get together, and the usual suspects greeted the lively Gilmore girls warmly to the party. Lorelai and Rory placed their offerings under the tree; Emily was quick to offer them refreshments and was all politeness and Christmas cheer in the face of company.
Over dinner, there were the usual pleasantries of conversation over ham and cranberries. Gigi, was the wife of one of Richards business associates, Alan, and she asked the Stars Hollow Duo, "Anything exciting happening in that town of yours?"
Lorelai was about to speak, but Emily beat her to the question. "Actually, Lorelai invited us for a weekend at her inn." Lorelai assumed it was to prevent Lorelai from saying something embarrassing and off the wall about the wacky town of Stars Hollow.
"Really?" the guest seemed to appreciate the extravagance of such a weekend.
"Lorelai even arranged sleigh rides for us. Oh, it was just delightful," Emily prettied up the story for her guests, avoiding her and Richard's fight.
Yeah, delightful, Lorelai fumed, when you were running away from dad like a brat! Nearly making me miss my evening with Luke. Still, Emily managed to give it the air of a compliment in regard to her daughter and the beautiful party she threw for her friends; and Lorelai decided to take what she could get. Then, Lorelai thought of her delightful evening with Luke at the Bracebridge dinner again; how he confessed that he loved her, unaware that she had heard him. The wish to get him the perfect Christmas present doubled, and she wracked her brain running through the things she knew he liked. She thought of Luke at the diner, at that very moment, no doubt brewing batch after batch of coffee just waiting for her to get back to town, wanting to see her and have a fresh pot ready for her, to make her a burger and tell her the holiday wouldn't be so bad with Rory gone. Even though she was looking forward to their week alone, her enthusiasm was diminished every time she thought of Rory in Boston with Chris…and that woman.
"Lorelai?" Emily's tone snapped annoyed.
"Huh?" Lorelai seemed to realize all eyes at the table were on her.
"I asked you a question, what was the squire's name? You know the one that lead everything… the regal one at the head of the table."
"Oh, umm, Squire Bracebridge," Lorelai said quickly, poking at her vegetables.
Holland sighed in relief, "For a minute there I thought we were going to have another visit from the paramedics."
"I'm sorry?" Lorelai asked politely.
Holland explained, "Well, after the excitement last year with your father, I didn't know if Emily was trying to out do herself, it appeared as if you left us for a moment, I thought you were going to have a fit or something."
"Oh no, no fits… not in company," Lorelai said pointedly at Emily.
"Actually, we had a snowman building contest in the square," Rory announced to distract the group from the polite tension between Emily and Lorelai who were sitting dangerously close to each other.
"A snow man contest? How charming…" Holland said at a loss for why anyone would participate in a snowman-building contest if it wasn't for a charity, but she supposed it was good for young people to be involved in things like that.
"We won first prize with our Bjork."
"Your what dear?" Gigi asked, with a confused furrowed brow.
"Umm Bjork, she's a singer from Europe… umm we like her…"
"Oh, well we'll have to look for her in the Opera concert series… Alan, make a note," Gigi urged her husband, as Lorelai and Rory exchanged a smile across the table.
Holland turned to Rory, "So Rory any special plans for your Christmas Break?"
"Well, Mom and I have a few things planned," Knowing they wouldn't appreciate the specifics of the movie fests or simple walks through snow, "but I'm actually going to Boston to spend some time with my dad and his girlfriend."
Lorelai paused mid chew, over hearing this bit of conversation, her eyes instinctively but slowly, went from her daughter toward her mother. Emily's mouth was gaped, staring at the back of Rory's head; Rory was oblivious to how she had gotten her grandmother's attention. Stiffly, Emily turned her gaze on Lorelai, who felt that was a good moment for a sip of wine. Maybe a gulp, okay so she drained her glass. Her wine now gone, all that was left was to focus on the Christmas ham in front of her, and Lorelai began cutting into her meat into tiny pieces still feeling Emily's eyes on her the whole time.
Richard seemed to notice Emily's expression at the other end of the table, "Emily? Are you alright?"
As any lady would, now that all of her guests eyes were on her, Emily went back to her focusing on her own plate, still stiff, trying to sound playful she lied, "I was just trying to think of what Lorelai got me for Christmas…but then, you know how I love surprises," and the steely cold gaze was trained on her daughter again, as she cut a bite of her own glazed ham.
"Oh, mom, you'll just have to wait and see," Lorelai returned the playful tone, that seemed to convey "I can run to the car faster than you can", and merely took another polite serving of Yorkshire pudding. Yesh! And I usually like pudding.
Lorelai knew she was going to get it after dinner.
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Once the formal guests left, the immediate family opened their gifts from each other.
"Oh, thank you Grandma," Rory smiled.
"What is it, sweets?" Lorelai looked over her daughter's shoulder.
"Well, it's tickets to a performance of the Nutcracker."
"Yes, I'm on the board of the Arts Council… I thought you would enjoy it…"
"Oh," Rory's brow furrowed.
"What's wrong?" Lorelai asked.
"Well, it's just… I'm going to be… out of town …" Rory examined the date on the tickets, "it's for the 28th."
"Oh, well that is a pity," Emily sighed, "Had I known your holiday plans… I would have gotten another night…" Emily said evenly her eyes trained on Lorelai, "if I had known," and her eyes narrowed.
Rory noticed the disapproving gaze, and covered for her mother, "Actually it's my fault, I didn't make up my mind if I was going or not till just this week."
"Oh," Emily said, still shooting daggers at Lorelai across the room, twitching her crossed leg to show she was annoyed. "Well, I didn't even know there had been an invitation to Boston, did I?"
"You know, Mom could use these tickets."
"What?" Lorelai said.
"Sure, you and Sookie could go…" Rory suggested.
"Sookie?"
"YES, you and Sookie," Rory widened her eyes hoping her mother would pick up her hint.
Oh me and Lukie! "Oh, yeah, me and Sookie…we'll enjoy these, mom, so they won't go to waste."
Emily only turned her head away for a moment. While Rory and Richard were discussing the book Rory gave her Grandpa, Emily stood from her chair and went to stand beside where Lorelai was sitting.
"Lorelai, may I have a word with you," Emily pinched Lorelai's arm above her elbow, which helped to pull Lorelai from her seat, and led her daughter away from the living room.
"Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow," Lorelai winced quietly as her mother dragged her by the flesh of her arm. Seriously, Ow," and she rubbed the sensitive spot on her arm when her Emily released her in the study.
"What is the meaning of this? Rory is going to Boston?"
"I'd thought you'd be happy…she's spending time with her father. Remember you like him."
"After he left that girl high and dry for her coming out… you are mistaken! And what's this, he has a girlfriend?" Emily repeated, clearly exasperated by the news.
"Oh, see I was hoping you didn't hear that part…" she smiled lamely, "but then… hence the pinching…"
"Don't be cute! Since when does Christopher have a girlfriend?"
"Since I don't know, mom… the last time I tried to call him he ignored me… we aren't exactly on speaking terms at the moment, because of the ball," Lorelai was careful to edit the details that Chris had discovered Luke and Lorelai's relationship at the very beginning. If Lorelai hadn't even told the town about the relationship, how was she ever going to tell her mother that she had been right; Lorelai had been attracted to Luke for a long time, and now they were some-what regularly yielding favors behind Emily's back.
"Is Christopher going to marry this woman?"
"I don't know; why don't you ask him… or better yet have Rory install a microphone and a camera at their place that way you can get all the intimate details… "
"Their place? He's living with her?"
"Mom, you are totally asking the wrong person!"
"What kind of example is that, a man and a woman living together before marriage…and to send Rory up there, to fend for herself alone for a week?"
"She'll be fine, mom… you are always wanting them to spend time together, and here I am letting them… and now you are yelling at me for letting him see her… I can't win, nothing I ever do is right."
"Why can't he come here! Leave that woman behind and focus on his daughter."
"Mom, she's apart of his life now… okay… and apparently they are serious…they have a dog together and everything…"
"You have child with him! It should be you," Emily finally shouted.
"What?" Lorelai was shocked by the suggestion.
"It should be you in Boston with him… and Rory."
"Mom," not this again.
"I've always had the image of the three of you together in my mind. It's not too late, if he's not going to marry her… you can still win him back!"
"Mom," Lorelai droned.
"You should go to Boston with Rory, make Christopher see what he is missing…"
"MOM!" Lorelai tried to make her tone clear and firm for her mother, "I don't want him back… in case you didn't notice we have our own separate lives… we have 16 years of distance between what we had in the past as teens and what we are now… I almost got married…"
Emily latched on to the detail, "But you didn't…because you know that Christopher is the one, you are supposed to be with him."
Lorelai didn't know where the words came from but instantly shouted back, "NO, he's not, Mom! He's is not the one. He is so far from the one that he is like 200 million from the one and that's being generous…Look, I've accepted that… okay, Chris and I are never going to be together and its high time you accepted that too!"
"Your destiny was to be with Christopher and now it's too late!"
Lorelai shot back, "Then it wasn't our destiny!"
Emily narrowed her eyes at her smart mouthed daughter, "I will never understand why you refuse to put your family back together…why you won't fight for what you want, why you have to cling to this glorified single mother life you're so fond of."
The words flew out of her mouth, "…And I will never understand why you don't want me to be happy… really happy with someone I love…and loves me too!" Like Luke.
"But you loved Christopher."
"Yes, loved, past tense! That was a long, long time ago Mom, we don't know each other any more, and I am convinced he is the last person who could make me truly happy. We have our own separate lives now. I've moved on, he's moved on, now you have to as well…" Lorelai went to the study door, "By the way… I got you a shot glass chess set!" and Lorelai left with a bitter, "Merry Christmas."
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Over the weekend, Luke had left the girls to themselves to enjoy the Godfather before Rory left the following Thursday. They put the finishing touches on gift wrapping and Lorelai's only hope was Luke would appreciate the effort and humor of her gift.
The frenzy of final Christmas shopping made real Christmas roll around that much quicker and the only regret was that the Gilmore girls had to decline Miss Patty's Holiday party invite because Rory had to prepare for Boston. Even that didn't disappoint them that much, when what they really wanted was a quiet day to spend with Luke. Lorelai was even looking forward to exchanging gifts with Jess.
Try as he might, Luke couldn't get Jess to budge and attend the festivities at Lorelai's, even when Luke insisted that it was the holidays, that Jess was family and they all wanted to spend the day with him too, but Jess snidely declined.
On Christmas Day, Lorelai met Luke at the door, "Hi!"
"Hey," he stepped inside, and handed her a bag that held his gifts to hold while he removed his coat and hung it up on the mirrored table, and when he turned back to Lorelai, she was smiling at him expectantly.
"What?" he asked.
"Why, look at that," she looked directly above them, "Somehow mistletoe got stuck to my ceiling, damn house gremlins…"
"Lorelai…"
"Hey, man its tradition; I don't make the rules… I'm just glad Rory didn't open the door. That would have been awkward."
"You seriously want me to go through with this…how did this tradition even get started…"
"I don't know, I just carry out the traditions, now kiss me!" she demanded.
Luke had to admit, he missed her over the weekend; he had gotten so used to not showing her affection in public that he now seemed to forget that it was okay in private. To make up for the error, he made it a long, passionate kiss.
Not hearing anything from the foyer for a while, Rory went to investigate. Needless to say she had to clear her throat to break up the entangled pair, "So, where's Jess?" Rory asked when she attained Luke's attention from her mother.
"Umm, he wanted to enjoy the empty apartment. It's kinda close quarters, you know…he considers it my gift to him this year," Luke said dryly, "Being alone in the apartment reading all the books I got him," the $100 worth of books I got him.
"Well, that seems like the recluse we know and..." Well I don't despise him…I don't love him either… but, he's sorta… family… he shouldn't be alone. Lorelai now almost wished her world famous persistence would work on the self exiled teen, I've tried that before and it failed, so she decided to leave him be, if that's what he really wanted.
"He wanted me to give you these though," Luke said handing Lorelai a card and Rory a slim package shaped like a book.
It was the Christmas Lorelai wanted, with those most dear to her. Even though Rory would be leaving for her Boston visit in a few days, she decided she had to try and make this the best Christmas ever, so Rory would be home sick and come home faster. Lorelai showered her daughter with gifts to make sure she would stay the favorite parent while she was in Boston.
"Mom! I have too many clothes as it is!" holding up a pair of embroidered jeans.
"Actually, those I bought those for me; so expect them to be living in my closet."
"This is really too much…"
"Well, I can't send you to Boston looking like a pauper."
"I love 'em all… thank you," Rory hugged her mother from her seat on the floor.
Lorelai handed Rory another package, this one from Luke, "Oooo, I wonder what this could be?"
"Only one way to find out," Luke said hoping Rory liked his gift.
Rory tore the paper and her mouth fell open, "Luke!" she smiled, "Jane Austen's complete works! Oh My God, look mom, they're hard cover and leather bound…" and Rory pulled out Mansfield Park and smelled the cover, "Mom, smell this… it's all leathery…"
"I'm not sniffing Jane Austen thank you very much," Lorelai chuckled at her quirky daughter.
Rory got up from the floor to hug Luke, "Thank you, they are beautiful."
"You're welcome," he smiled, "Alright, your turn," Luke said to Lorelai and went to the tree to get his gift for her.
"Luke… you got me a present…?" Lorelai was naturally surprised; he hadn't been hinting around or asking incessant questions to her or Rory about what to get his girlfriend.
"Well, isn't it expected the boyfriend get the girlfriend a gift."
"I just thought I'd get my present later" and she sent an exaggerated wink his way.
"Jeez," Luke rolled his eyes.
"Oh wait, that's my gift to you…" she teased.
"Don't do that in front of Rory," as he handed her a beautifully wrapped gift box with a fabric bow.
"Luke?" surprised at the elaborate wrapping, "…but I didn't think…" Lorelai was still recovering from the glorious gift suddenly in her lap. "You don't like shopping…" then a voice in her head told her… he loves you Lorelai… of course he went shopping.
"Well, I made an exception… don't get me wrong I kinda like the arrangement we have for your birthday…but I wanted to get you something special."
Lorelai smiled, as she pulled the fabric ribbon off the box, happy that he was already looking EHA1 forward to her birthday, that maybe he would he surprise her again, because he loves me.
Lorelai pulled up the lid, took out the tissue paper, "I'm gonna assume you didn't wrap this…" but any dig on the thoughtful effeminate wrapping was wiped from her brain when she saw it. "Luke," she gasped at the snow globe she discovered inside the tissue paper. She gingerly pulled it out to examine it. Around the snowy base it said "Christmas 2001", and inside the globe, somehow, as if by magic, Luke had shrunk the entire town square of Stars Hollow and covered it in fake snow and glitter, then put it inside this orb, just for her to enjoy always. It was her love of snow and love of the quirky town captured in the mini scene in her hands, to be enjoyed year round. Like a child she shook it with an awed smile on her face, and watched as if gazing into a crystal ball as the fake snow and glitter danced around her beloved adopted town.
Saying that Luke's gift is something special was an understatement. "Luke," she repeated with the same amount of wonder, touched by the thoughtful gift of a man who hated giving presents and had previously demonstrated how bad he was at it. From elephant candles to this…
"I take it you like it," he smiled.
She could feel tears welling up at the corners of her eyes, "...How?" was the only coherent thought she could put together.
"Well, I have a friend... he's sorta crafty… you know… builds those detailed sceneries for the model trains to run on… anyway, I asked him if he could help me out and he did…" glossing over the painstaking detail to prepare and execute the gift. Finding the old pictures Rachel had taken of the town to give to John to get every detail of the landmarks. The trial and error Luke put this friend through, to get it perfect. John reminded Luke during the process that he would have preferred a little more time to prepare the gift then the week before Christmas. Luke was surprised and pleased by the result and was amazed that their friendship had lasted through the gift-making project.
Lorelai saw the detail in the miniature of the square and Rory came over to sit beside her mother to join in the study. It had the gazebo, Miss Patty's dance studio, even a tiny Luke's diner with a happy yellow coffee mug shaped sign. Lorelai saw the line of snowmen in the square with its tiny participants involved in the contest.
"Mom, look there's the book store… and you and me building Bjork," Rory saw the snowmen chorus line too.
Lorelai then saw a small sleigh, with two familiar figures under a blanket and cuddling. She could only exclaim again, "Luke…" Lorelai was still overwhelmed by the thoughtfulness, the meticulous detail of the town, "... you had this made for me?"
"Well, it's not a big deal..."
"It is… it is a big deal… a very big deal," letting the globe sit in her lap so she could take his hand and admire him, Luke, the man who loved her.
"Way to go Luke," Rory teased. "You made her cry... now she won't even remember what I got her by New Years."
"I'm sorry," Luke apologized sincerely.
Rory thought it was cute that Luke was taking her joke seriously, "It's just as well it's your first Christmas together, but next year I call dibs on getting her the best gift."
Luke smiled at Rory. Their first Christmas together, implying that there would be many more together. However, he didn't know what to do about Lorelai; she was so touched, so emotional, "Lorelai, what is it?"
Lorelai wasn't exactly the weepy crying type, unless she was watching Love Story, "I'm just …happy... this is such ... a wonderful present... the best present I've ever gotten… sorry Rory, I just… love it. "I love you, she wanted to say, but giving her state of mind she thought it best to wait in revealing that. You're a wreck... he won't think you mean it now... and Rory it here... do you really want that to be the memory he has of when you told him you loved him. Jeez, you practically confessed to Emily that you loved him and you can't say it to his face… well he hasn't said it either, so it's not so bad that I can't say it to his face…out loud…
"Well, if this is the reaction the first gift gets, I'm almost scared to give you the second."
Lorelai's tone was surprised, and Rory's was teasing, as mother and daughter said in unison, "Another one?"
"It will just have to wait till your birthday," Luke hid the smaller box in his flannel pocket.
The smile returned to Lorelai's face, she carefully put the globe down on the coffee table, "Gimme!" and she took the box from his pocket, with him laughing at her sudden change in mood.
Lorelai steeled her self, no way could he hit the mark twice in a row, but she loved the globe so much that this small box could have had live fishing bait in it and she would profess her love of the slimy worms too. Lorelai's curiosity kept her excited. She removed the small lid and smiled again. There was a crystal snowflake pendent hanging on a length of light blue ribbon. "Luke," she said, heartfelt emotion evident in her voice.
"Who made this one?" Rory asked.
"My sister," Luke answered.
Lorelai looked at him, eager for a further explanation.
"It's just something she does on the side…a hobby, like beading, making earrings… she says it relaxes her…or something…and you've been talking snow for weeks so…"
Lorelai could hardly believe it, she had been dreading receiving a gift from him since she caught him present shopping outside the Cat Club when Rachel was in town last spring; twice now he had gotten Lorelai such beautiful thoughtful gifts, all on his own, and custom made to boot. "Put it on me" and she turned her back to him and offered him both ends of the ribbon.
Luke clasped it and Lorelai played with the pendent around her neck. She turned back to face him, "I love them," she stroked his cheek with a shaky hand and she kissed him; sweetly, meaningfully, and a little longer than she should have in Rory's presence.
Rory finally had to clear her throat again and start crumpling the torn wrapping paper to get them to stop.
Luke was obviously a little embarrassed by the display in front of Rory, and cleared his own throat, "Umm who wants hot chocolate?" as he excused himself, embarrassed, to the kitchen. Luke was pleased that his gifts were so well received and was taken a little off guard by the passionate reaction.
Lorelai looked at her precious snow globe again, "I know exactly where I want to put this…" Lorelai rose with her beautiful crystal ball and moved a few picture frames from the center of the mantle, and placed her favorite gift where anyone who came over could see it and notice it.
"Hey Luke, you have to open yours from mom," Rory called.
EEP! Lorelai turned to face her daughter, who had the small box intended for Luke in hand, "Oh no, no, no, no, no, no," said Lorelai, as she struggled with her daughter to get her lame gift back, while Rory laughed, thinking it was fun to play keep the gift away from her mother.
"What's this?" Luke said when he returned to the living room.
"Nothing, it's just that …" Lorelai tried to lie. "Well, I don't have your gift… I ordered it… from far, far away… and well, umm, it's kinda… umm, not here yet."
"No, its right here…" Rory laughed.
"FINK!" Lorelai shouted at her daughter.
Rory handed the small box to Luke.
"Rory, no don't!" Lorelai begged.
"What's the problem?" Luke now played keep away from Lorelai, as she pawed to get her gift back, finding it funny how riled up she was getting.
"It's just… compared to yours… my gift… well it's not good enough…"
"Lorelai, this isn't a contest."
"Luke, you know how competitive I am…" she said nervously, still reaching for the box.
"I'm sure it will be fine…"
Lorelai pleaded, "No, it sucks; I can admit it…please… let me try again… the after Christmas sales are tomorrow… please… I'll get a door buster I promise…just hand it over."
Defiant, Luke opened the present anyway, and looked inside the box, "Huh, home made gift certificates." Lorelai, her head in her hands, ashamed at what an awful girlfriend she was as Luke read them off, "Will eat vegetarian for a day, no talking for a half hour, no coffee for a day… yeah right, will attend Luke oriented events, i.e. sporting events, hmm? Luke's pick on Movie night… "
"I told you they were lame…"
"Lorelai, its fine… you are talking about the most unmaterialistic guy on the planet," as he flipped through, there were five coupons of each, "I'll have to use them wisely. Thank you, Lorelai," and he kissed her, "I'm gonna finish the hot chocolate."
Lorelai sunk to the couch, "Man, I suck!"
"Mom, its fine… you heard him," Rory sat beside her mother, to comfort her.
"I gotta make it up to him somehow… "
"We'll figure it out when I get back from Boston." Rory saw the clock, "Ooo, last showing of a Christmas story is on," and she turned on the TV. "Luke we need that hot chocolate!"
"Coming, coming," he smiled as he brought in the tray of mugs. "Mini marshmallows, the way you like it."
They watched the final showing of a Christmas Story, then, as was tradition, It's a Wonderful Life.
When Luke left after It's a Wonderful Life, Rory made sure he would give Jess his present right away. "Tell him it's from the both of us," she said, hoping Jess would like the books and shirts she and her Mom picked out.
"I will, good night."
Lorelai walked him to the front door as Rory went back to the living room to start White Christmas. She was sad that he had to leave and couldn't stay the night, but understood that it wasn't fair or right for Jess to be completely alone on Christmas. "Well, look here, once again we are under the mistletoe," she said suggestively, holding Luke's arm, preventing him from leaving without giving her another kiss.
"Lorelai…" Luke began, before Lorelai's lips cut off the impending statement.
Lorelai pulled away after quite a passionate display, thankful that the door was still closed and Rory was hidden from view. "Thanks for the snow globe and necklace," she whispered again, resting her forehead against his.
Luke dug in his pocket for the packet of coupons, flipped through it while Lorelai stood in front of him, confused at what he was doing. He ripped off a coupon, handed it to her, and pulled her close for another kiss. He pulled away only when the need to breathe became extremely important.
Lorelai, slightly stunned, was about to speak when Luke kissed her forehead and said, "I told you I liked the present. See you tomorrow," before walking out the door, leaving a speechless Lorelai behind him.
Lorelai closed the door, still reliving the passionate kiss that Luke gave her, wondering where he hid all that passion during the day, before looking at the coupon crumpled in her hand. Free Kiss Whenever, Wherever it read. She smiled before heading to the living room to join Rory watching Bing Crosby croon about snow. I guess the gift wasn't that bad after all.
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A few days later, Luke and Lorelai accompanied Rory to the train station. Rory smiled at them when she arrived at the gate. "Well, see you next year," Rory tried laughed, suddenly wishing she could stay with her mom and not go off on this little adventure, but a promise was a promise, so off she went to spend a week with her dad and Sherry.
Lorelai hid it, but she felt that joke acutely, like a dagger in her heart.
Rory could tell it was a struggle for Lorelai to let her go; Lorelai hadn't made a joke since they left the house, and was glad Luke came along if her mom needed someone to lean on. "You have your ticket?" her mom asked for the fourteenth time.
"Yeah," Rory nodded.
"You have your I.D.? I hear they are big on IDs now-a-days."
"Got my I.D."
"Okay, good,' Lorelai nodded, forcing the smile so much it looked like it hurt.
Rory hugged Luke, and whispered to him, "You take care of her, okay."
"I will," he promised.
Then, it was the goodbye she was dreading.
"Call me as soon as you get there," Lorelai said.
"I will," Rory gave her mom a long hug, and then disappeared with her bags through the gate that led to the train platform.
Lorelai did an about face with Luke still watching the gate, "Is she completely gone? I mean, can she see me?"
"No, she's gone," Luke assured.
Lorelai relaxed and crumpled right there, into his arms. Rory and Lorelai had never been apart more than a day before. At that moment, she was facing an entire week with out Rory. Luke held her close and let her cry in his shoulder as people moved and shuffled intently around them, happier then them with their own holiday travel plans.
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A/N: My daddy does stuff like that... makes things custom out of the blue just for us... so I had to think long and hard of the most romantic gift Luke could get Lorelai...thank you daddy for the inspiration...
A/N: Featured Refrain: Everything you want
He's everything you want
He's everything you need
He's everything inside of you
That you wish you could be
He says all the right things
At exactly the right time
But he means nothing to you
And you don't know why
I am everything you want
I am everything you need
I am everything inside of you
That you wish you could be
I say all the right things
At exactly the right time
But I mean nothing to you and I don't know why
And I don't know why
Why
I don't know
A/N: You all know how I like to get on my soap box (because I have the high ground) and rant… well I have another STATEMENT that we must make TOGETHER, A plea really.
On that impending day when the Season 6 DVDs come out… PLEASE I beg you, my crack whores, my minions, my casual readers…if you loved GG ever! DO NO BUY SEASON SIX OF GILMORE GIRLS
Reasons:
-Why would you want to shell out the dough to relive such an abysmal season, if necessary it will be syndicated in the fall I'm sure, watch it, if you HAVE TO, for free.
-Hit ASP/DP in the Royalties and DO NOT contribute to validating their HALF ASSED VINDICTIVE DRIBBLE
-IF you ABSOLUTELY MUST buy it to complete your collection… PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, if you have any love for me at all… please WAIT until Season 7 comes out (Buy season 7 FIRST then buy 6 a week later) … it won't go anywhere… it will still be there…
I want it to have the lowest preorder/first day sales of all the seasons…
Please be strong and make the STATEMENT with me… join the resistance!
I thank you for your time… my darling crack whores and fans
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"That was all God given talent..." why thank you Luke!
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R/R: PLEASE, I like to better myself. To quote The Princess Bride,
"...Remember this is for posterity ... so be honest."
Please be specific with R/R; name one (or as many as you can think of or want to mention..…) At least one specific thing you liked
Please! It makes me feel good...inside (Dirty!)
Hence the Rant option below.
Insert Rant here V
A/N: if not completely satisfied with this chapter, please return unused portion for a full refund...