HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!!
I GOT A GIFT FOR YOU!!
PS THANK YOU Wendy for my early greeting, that is so sweet that you remembered, it helps that we are birthday twins so HAPPY BIRTHDAY WENDY!!! Here's your gift I didn't bother to wrap it, sorry.
Presenting … Lucas Danes?
By GilmoreGirl1979 (the Reigning Quote Queen)
Provider of Quality FAN FICTION
R/R: yes please I love reviews, I wanna marry them (as previously stated, I have strange passions.)
Friendly disclaimer: I REJECT ASP's/DR's REALITIES AND SUBSTITUTE MY OWN! NO HARM NO SUE!
Dialogue borrowed from2.22 - I Can't Get Started
written by Amy Sherman-Palladino and John Stephens
directed by Amy Sherman-Palladino
motivations and intentions changed by me to suit the master plan.
A/N: NOOTS
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Chapter 48:
I Can't Be Finished With You
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Lorelai pulled away again, "This is not happening," she said in a painful whisper, already feeling a stinging in her eyes.
"I hope to God you're wrong," Chris was so eager he forced them together again, holding Lorelai in place with his hand in her hair, convinced he could win Lorelai over now. She was free, he was free, they could be together finally; he could make her forget all about her boyfriend and have her help him forget about Sherry; both falling into their old pattern from high school.
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Lorelai pushed Chris away again, "Come on, cut it out." Something inside told her this was every shade of wrong.
However Chris persisted and pulled her close again, as they kissed, Lorelai thought about how well they got along recently. Chris stepping up during the car accident, the gift basket for her graduation, being there for the cast removal; Chris being his old charming self to distract Lorelai from her Luke heartache.
Luke. Luke had given her a gift basket too. He knew how to make the best coffee. Luke knew all her favorite foods. Luke had always been around, for Rory's ball and debates, bad days of school, fixing things around the house. Luke had been there for helping Lorelai dealing with the elder Gilmores, for termites and basket auctions. Luke wasn't a trip down memory lane; Luke was all Lorelai had wanted the last few weeks.
Lorelai decidedly pushed Chris away at his shoulders once and for all. She was staring at the man who had just kissed her with a hint of chocolate mint lingering on her lips. Staring at a stranger, despite being a childhood friend, she didn't know or recognize as an adult. It was one thing to speculate about her and Chris getting back together to get back at Luke; But Lorelai could see that wasn't going to sooth her broken heart or fix things between her and Luke.
It was then Lorelai missed Luke the most, her eyes now brimming with impending tears. Having a practical stranger kiss her, a man that wasn't Luke, her Luke, kissed by a man who didn't really love her the way Luke did. Luke's fears, his very accusations could have been proven right with just that one kiss, by Lorelai's split second of weakness, was Lorelai actually considering the possibility of Chris and her getting back together when there was a Luke in the world. Luke's warning form November clear as ever in her mind. "He's going to talk and turn on the charm and you are going to forgive him again …I've seen it, Lorelai. The effect he has on you. You can't help it, I mean, when he came to town last year, or whenever you talk about him… I don't know if it's because he's your friend, or first love, or Rory's dad, but you just keep forgiving and forgetting and… he just … keeps hurting you and Rory."
Chris was taken aback by the look of absolute horror on Lorelai's face. "Lorelai?" Chris was getting a little unnerved since it looked like Lorelai was about to cry. When a girl you kiss looks like she is about to cry as a result of that kiss … that can't be good.
Lorelai didn't say a word to him, held that horrified expression; that gaped mouth, that deer in the headlights gaze for a moment, looking past Chris as if Luke himself was over his left shoulder. Then as if in a trance, Lorelai simply stood up, silently, arms limp at her sides, and went to the Inn's front door and ran out of the Inn.
"Lorelai!" Christopher called after her.
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Lorelai ran to her Jeep in the parking lot but soon realized she didn't have her keys on her, they were inside the Inn, in her office, with her purse, with her driver's license, with HIM. Lorelai couldn't face Christopher again; she had to find Luke and in her current daze she somehow knew her feet could take her to the diner faster than any stupid car anyway. She practically flew to the diner on foot, never showing such athletic stamina before nor ever again. Familiar scenery breezed past her as she had her destination for this marathon in mind, the diner. Next thing Lorelai registered, she found herself pounding on the diner's door, in sync with her pounding heart from the unusual exercise.
Her eyes were burning from the salty sting of her tears, her lungs were burning from the night air and uncharacteristic exertion, her heart was burning, overflowing with a love for Luke so clear now. She was wishing, hoping, praying Luke was still up, hoping he'd hear her, knowing Luke's routine, and how early he usually turned in, want more than anything to tell him the one thing she had held back for so long. "Luke? Luke, please let me in…" she was letting the tears escape now. Again absent of sense to use the spare key to let herself in.
When Luke came out of the stair case doorway, he looked angry and stunned to see her at the same time.
"Please, Luke, I need to talk to you," she said through the glass, pounding on the window as she jiggled the doorknob frantically.
The desperation in her hoarse voice and her glistening eyes compelled Luke to help her; maybe something was wrong with Rory. Luke opened the door, and Lorelai launched at him, her arms around his neck, now crying on his shoulder. "Luke, I've missed you so much."
Luke was never comfortable around crying, hysterical women, however since it was Lorelai, Luke made an exception. He didn't know what else to do so he took her in his arms and held her, enjoying her warmth and the smell of her hair again.
In sobs, recovering from her jog, Lorelai confessed, "I've been so miserable without you, sure I hid it, I've always been too damn proud, but I wanted you to come to me… when you were ready…to really forgive me."
Luke had an idea of how she suffered when he accidentally overheard Rory and Lane one day in the market. "I know," wiping her tears away with his thumbs, pressing his forehead to hers, "I'm so sorry too… I was way out of line."
Lorelai was pawing at his arms and shoulders unsure if this was the real Luke or the android Luke, or if she had finally gone crazy without him and his coffee, and was imagining a Dream Luke Substitute, taking her back, "…But things weren't the same, you were… still distant and you said …"
"I know, I'm sorry, I was a complete ass. I've been kicking myself, I was wrong to say that…"
"I don't want to break up," Lorelai wept.
Luke took her face in his hands, "We don't have to, I want to be with you, I've been miserable too," Luke couldn't help himself; he had to kiss her again since it had been far too long.
Luke's kiss was the only thing that could calm Lorelai and she relaxed in Luke's arms. Lorelai was so happy to snake her arms around her Luke again and eagerly met his lips. Hungry for him, wanting to devour him right there, wanting to forget what happened at the Inn was real. That her lips, lips that were now so furiously kissing Luke's, had moments before touched Christopher's.
Lorelai pulled away, with guilt, "Luke, I should tell you something…" she sniffled.
"Later," he wanted to be with her again, take her upstairs and just wanted to be alone in their own little world again for a while.
"No, Luke this is important." Lorelai steeled herself to break the news but be honest with Luke, her love, her soul mate. She didn't want to ruin their reunion, but she had to get it out in the open immediately to keep it from infecting their reconciliation, she cautiously broached, "I'm not sure if you've seen Chris around town lately."
Luke stiffened up at the mention of Christopher's name, "Yeah…I've seen him… with you… but its okay…" Luke assured, "I know, nothing's going on… that was a long time ago," Luke repeated verbatim as Lorelai had insisted to him before, "... he was here for Rory…I shouldn't have made that crack…I'm so sorryfor…"
"He kissed me," Lorelai blurted out with shame and waited for the next fireworks display.
Luke's face fell, "What?"
Lorelai was quick to explain, "Just now at the Inn, I was decorating for Sookie's wedding and well we've been spending a lot of time together lately …with Rory…and this was a rare instance where we were alone… and he thought he could…"
"Stop… just ... stop…" Luke's arms went limp to his sides, he released Lorelai as he stepped away and let go of Lorelai. Why is she here… if she was with Christopher all these weeks?
"I didn't want him to … he leaned in to me… he grabbed me… he initiated it and I kept pushing him away…"
"Kept pushing him? You mean you let him kiss you more than once?"
"Luke, it literally just happened," Lorelai defended.
"But this is exactly what I was talking about! How can I trust you when you are so damn fickle? One minute you are with him the next you want to be with me…"
"Luke, as soon as it happened I came here. I was so upset and thinking of you here, so close but a million miles away… I just left him, I up and left him in the lobby and came here, ran here, I didn't even take the jeep because I left my damn keys in my office," half-heartedly added, "I don't even think I closed the front door behind me."
"Lorelai," Luke shook his head, as he stepped away from her, just trying to keep from shouting. The last few weeks he had come to terms that he and Lorelai would never reconcile. Then like a miracle she appeared, she was real and here she with him, and for a moment Luke thought everything was going to be okay, just to have it come crashing down again with the mere mention of Chris' name. Luke had hoped nothing was going on, but that jealous instinct would always rear its head whenever he saw the childhood sweethearts together; there would always be mistrust and doubt.
"Please…we kissed that's it, I'm not telling you to hurt you… I'm just being honest… Chris thought he could just worm his way back in, like you said he would try to do. Remember your little speech, back in November, after the ball."
A hundred things were flashing in Luke's head, sure it was just a kiss, but he could clearly see them together, he could see the perfect family Emily wanted reunited. "Well, maybe you should be with him," Luke turned to go up the stairs, back to his lonely, hermit apartment.
"NO!" Lorelai cried.
Luke was perfectly serious to let her go for good. "I'm not enough, Lorelai; he will always be around, always be Rory's father. Go; go be with him, he is your destiny, ordained by fate and blue bloods." Luke spat.
"I don't want him, I want you."
"You don't know what the hell you want!" Luke barked; he just wanted to head back up to his apartment for another beer.
"I'm standing here right now because I finally know what I want!!" Lorelai finally shouted, "I love you!"
The words froze Luke in his retreat; the word having their powerful effect.
Lorelai was staring at the back of his head trying to imagine what his face looked like "And you can't say you don't love me… I heard you… that night at the inn."
As Luke slowly turned around, his expression matched the one Lorelai had imagined in her mind. "What night?" he asked, since he had practiced it a thousand times with her in his arms.
"At the Bracebridge dinner, all those months ago, you thought I was sleeping… but I heard you… you said you loved me then… and I love you too… I always have, okay… is that what you need to hear?" her voice was breaking with anger and dismay, "I love you!! I've just been too scared to say it…I've loved you since Rachel came to town and I was insanely jealous behind your back. I hated her! I hated the way she made coffee, her perfect, supermodel plane hair, the idea of her staying in your apartment, sharing a bed with you!! I hated her taking you away from me! When you and Max were having your measuring contest in my foyer, deep down it gave me hope that it was because you had feelings for me, too. I was only going to marry him because I didn't think you could stand me, only thought of me as a immature friend, but I couldn't do it. I just couldn't go through with it. I called off the wedding, and when I came back to town from my little find myself road trip, you were the first one I wanted to see. After everything, the ball and Christmas and my parents, and the termites and the basket auction, the Spa, Uncle Louie… and well everything else these last few months… how can you doubt how I feel?"
Luke's eyes were searching the ground frantically as if his voice had fallen on the floor… and he was going to recover it. Lorelai stepped toward him; "I want you… to be my date for Sookie's wedding…I want you to be there for me like you always were before… I just want you, Luke." she hugged him again burying her face in his shoulder, but whispering in his ear, "I love you. Please, say you still love me."
"I do," his arms embraced her tightly, "I do. I love you, too."
"Luke, forgive me, just one more time… I didn't want him to kiss me… I just thought him being here… for Rory… was nice… I didn't expect him to read into anything… or assume we could just pick up again… and you… God, I pushed you over the edge… I'm sorry for all I said about Jess, and then you sent Jess away… for me… a kid who really needed your help…your own nephew…your own family."
"Well, he… hurt Rory…"
Lorelai looked him right in the eye, "It was an accident…I know that now… and Rory takes part of the blame… she wanted to go out driving… and they did… they just have some sort of a weird friendship…and he's your family…"
"I'm so sorry, for what I said about… you know…"
"Let's forget about all that," Lorelai stroked his cheek, erasing his horrible accusation from memory, "Chris…" Lorelai trailed off.
Luke added bitterly, "…will always be … Rory's father. He'll always be around."
"…And I'm always going to be yours." Lorelai cupped his face in her hands and kissed him again. Their mingled lips eased all the pain of the last the last few weeks, it was just Luke and Lorelai on a blank page, "Luke, make love to me," she whispered.
"Right here?" Luke asked with a raised eyebrow in the middle of the diner.
Lorelai broke into a smile, "Upstairs. I want you all to myself," Lorelai led Luke up his staircase by the hand.
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Lorelai was playing with that same hand in Luke's bed. Their reunion had started slow, eking every amount of pleasure they could after such a long lull apart. Slowly stripping, caressing, kissing, then they found their passionate rhythm again. "God, I've missed you."
"I noticed," Luke held her closer, happy to have her skin against his again, and he started working on her collarbone with his lips again. They were wrapped in the same sheet, barely covered as if they were sharing a toga.
"It seems even better now? Doesn't it seem even better now?"
"You saying we should break up more often for the makeup sex?"
"NO!" Lorelai guided his mouth to hers again, "We are never fighting again," as she nibbled on his lips.
"Don't bet on it," Luke mumbled.
"No, never, ever, ever again," she promised against Luke's lips. Once she started saying it Lorelai couldn't seem to stop, "I love you."
"I love you too."
"You still want me…even though I've packed away pint after pint of ice cream pining over you," Lorelai sheepishly admitted.
"I really hadn't noticed," His hand rounded her rump as he pulled her closer to him again.
"Good answer," Lorelai smiled as they kissed again.
Luke loved her curves, new or not, "As long as you don't mind a small beer gut on me."
"Hitting the hard stuff over me?" her hand grazed the hair on his belly, "I really hadn't noticed, but I do know a way we can burn a few more calories," Lorelai responded by hitching her leg around Luke, grazing her toes on his calf.
It was so easy to say now, for both of them, "I love you." Suddenly an annoying buzzing, whirring started to sound, and stole Luke's attention, "What the hell?"
Lorelai sat up, "It's my cell, I put it on vibrate."
"Dirty!" Luke said dryly, "Where is it?"
"In my jeans pocket," she stretched and reached for the spot on the floor where Luke had peeled her jeans off of her a half hour before. Trying to accomplish both goals of answering the phone while staying in bed with Luke; once her phone was in hand, Luke stopped her from answering it.
"Don't. That phone hasn't been lucky for us."
"Then I'll buy a new one tomorrow. Luke, trust me, I think we finally learned our lesson," assuring him they had both been at fault and they were both forgiven for their sins. Her phone beeped and Lorelai looked at the display "Oops, missed call," she grinned, "oh well." She put the phone on his night stand.
"Who was it?" Luke was asked, suddenly thinking of worst case scenarios of who was on the other end.
"Right now I really don't care; I've got a beautiful naked man in bed with me."
"It could be important," Luke started to wonder if it was Rory or Sookie.
"Oh no, you said it. That phone hasn't been lucky for us. Besides right now I'm more pleasantly engaged," Lorelai nibbled on his ear so she didn't see Luke's reaction to the word 'engaged'. Luke thought about finding the ring then and there and proposing before anything else bad happened. She met Luke's eyes again, "So… you're going to be my date tomorrow, right? Or today rather?"
"Oh, well I thought…"
"You can't worm your way out of it now! Things are back to normal," Lorelai sat with him in bed, sliding her arms around his bare shoulders, "You were going to be my date before and besides we never really did break up."
"Uh huh, I just got deservingly slapped in the face."
"And we just…didn't talk for a few weeks," she smiled lamely. "I know you have a suit, I bought you one, you wore it to my graduation" her fingers grazed his pecs, "Please Luke. I'm the maid of honor I have to have an escort."
"You're not much of a maid," thinking of the Shakespearean vernacular of "maid" he had learned from Rory.
"Shut up and tell me you'll go."
Things were definitely back to normal. "Yeah, alright."
"Yey!! Will you dance in front of everyone… to Frank?"
"Just as long as I'm the only one you dance to Frank with…from now on."
"Deal!" Lorelai sealed it with a kiss, then she searched around the bed for Luke's flannel shirt and put it on.
"Where are you going?" Luke asked.
Lorelai leaned into his face when she got a few essential buttons fastened, "Well, I'm going for a drink of water; after the last twenty minutes, I need to rehydrate."
"You'll be back," Luke hoped.
"Or you could come with me?" Lorelai enticed.
With that, Luke got out of bed and slipped into a pair of boxers. Never separating, the reunited pair blindly found their way out of Luke's bedroom, toward the kitchen sink. When Luke had her pressed against the counter, Lorelai just thought that she would point out, "You know I will actually need, Hmm, my mouth while I'm drinking," but she kept pecking at his lips since she was so grossly out of practice.
Luke got a clean glass from the cabinet for her while she was still pressed against the sink, and behind her back, he filled her glass with water.
"Just tap water? She mock complained.
Handing her the glass Luke smiled, "You drink. I'll neck."
Lorelai giggled at the return of her playful lover, "I don't think I can enjoy both at the same time."
"Try," he whispered as he pulled the collar of the flannel she was wearing askew so he could access her lovely collar bone.
Lorelai did try but his sucking pressure was hard to ignore while keeping hold of the glass. Relaxed on his arms, Luke's lips were having a toe curling effect on Lorelai, "Luke, could you not give me a hickey there, please."
"Hmm, why not?" he growled.
"Well, the dress I'm wearing has spaghetti straps," Lorelai gasped hard, she was trying so hard to stay focused on the message she had to convey, "and if everyone sees a hickey there…well, they'll know that we did it!"
Luke pulled away, "Do you want me to go lower, so no one will know?"
The desire in his eyes hit her like a wave; she had missed that look so much, "Yes," she breathed, "Oh just a second," Lorelai drained the glass of her water and put it on the counter, and she braced herself against the sink, "Okay, I'm ready."
As Luke started to slowly unbutton the flannel shirt, Lorelai began to agonize how low he was going to go, her breast? Her belly? Lower? She was about to be blissfully naked in his kitchen, but then something caught Luke's attention over Lorelai's shoulder in the square.
"What? What is it?" Lorelai turned to look out the window too, "Oh My God; is that Sookie?"
"I think so," Luke agreed, "Is she in her wedding dress? Already?"
"Oh no, I've got to talk to her. Keep an eye on her while I put on my jeans," Lorelai hurried into Luke's bedroom and sorted through the clothes on the floor to get dressed. "What's she doing?" as she put one leg into her jeans.
Luke called back, "Doing her tribute to Gerald Ford?"
"What? The ex president??"
"She's pacing in her yard; I think she's practicing how she's going to walk down the aisle."
"Was he into cross dressing?"
"No! There's a story of him being locked out of the White House in his pajamas, never mind…"
"We're a little out of practice," Lorelai offered back. Lorelai zipped up her jeans; she looked around the room suddenly realizing she had nothing else to gather because her purse and coat were back at the Inn in her office. Lorelai came out of the bedroom still in Luke's re-buttoned flannel and her jeans struggling to put on her sneakers. "Okay I'll be right back." Lorelai rushed to Luke and kissed him, "She's probably freaking out," she met his lips again, "pre-wedding jitters," Lorelai pulled Luke close again, hating to leave him so soon after they had made up, "she just needs someone to talk to," Lorelai lips lingered longer on Luke's yet again.
"Lorelai, go. I'll still be here," Luke urged.
Lorelai smiled at him, "I love you."
Luke never got tired of hearing it, "I love you, too. Now go. She needs you," then Lorelai ran down the stairs to be there for her friend.
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Lorelai burst out of the diner and jogged across the square "Stop! In the name of love!" Lorelai commanded of Sookie.
"What?" Sookie was startled, "that doesn't even make sense."
"Sure it does, you're in a wedding dress," Lorelai shrugged, "What are you doing in your wedding dress??"
"I'm practicing walking in my shoes!!"
"And you put on the whole ensemble?"
"Well I would look rather silly walking in my yard in my pajamas and heels."
"Yeah At this time of night? Crazy?" Lorelai said dryly, "When you left the Inn, you were fine. What happened?"
"I don't know," Sookie broke her wedding march and began to frantically pace aimlessly around her lawn. "I came home, I was fine. I went to bed, I was fine. I mean I still felt bad for that 'how's your dress fitting?' comment."
"Thank you," Lorelai acknowledged.
"…And then I finally went to sleep and I had this dream where I tipped while walking down the aisle because my dress is really, really short in back, you know? And everyone is laughing and pointing at me…. So I bolt out of bed and I put my dress on, and it looks okay. But then I panic – what if I'm remembering the dream wrong? What if it's not my dress that I tripped on, what if it's my veil? So I put on the veil, then I came out here to practice walking in my shoes…"
"Why didn't you just practice inside the house?" Lorelai asked, as Sookie continued to pace.
"Well because there's not enough room in my house and the lawn is the same terrain I will be walking on all day tomorrow."
"Today?"
"Whatever!" Sookie shouted back annoyed.
"Right," Lorelai tried to follow.
"Oh God!!! White shoes!! Grass stains!!" Sookie kicked off her dress shoes gathered up bundles of fabric from her enormous skirt and plucked up the shoes from the grass to examine them. Then Sookie suddenly remembered with a shoe pressed on either side of her head, "Oh God! I'm serving salmon puffs. Salmon puffs! Oh No! No, no, no, no, no, no; that's completely wrong; I have to find another first course."
"No, honey, everyone loves salmon puffs, it's almost summer…" Lorelai tried to sooth.
"Oh God! The Cake!" Sookie seemed dismayed again.
"What about the cake?"
"There's too much pink!"
"Sweetie, there's not too much pink."
"I can see it in my head; too much pink. Pink is for girls. Jackson's not a girl. Jackson doesn't like pink. I have all this pink, it's like saying, 'Hey, screw you. You want a say in this? Well, grow some ovaries.'" Sookie ran bare foot up her porch stairs and threw her shoes inside the house and grabbed her car keys. When she came out, Sookie was heading to her car.
"Hey, whoa, honey, hey! Put the keys down."
"I can't, I have to go to the Inn and fix everything."
"Sookie, no! Friends don't let friends drive during delusions of grandeur. Hand them over."
Reluctantly, Sookie handed Lorelai her keys. "Okay now let's go inside, I'll make you some tea, and we'll talk this whole thing out," Lorelai assured as she led Sookie indoors and made sure the wedding dress didn't snag on anything.
"Honey, you're nervous. Its natural."
"Well, I wasn't nervous until tonight," Sookie threw herself into one of her chairs at the kitchen table.
"Well, that's okay," Lorelai assured, as she pulled out the kettle for tea.
Sookie confessed, "I'm scared."
"I know," as she filled the kettle with some water.
"I don't want to get divorced."
"I know."
"I don't want to fight all the time and end up bitter."
"I know," Lorelai agreed as she put the kettle on the burner.
"I don't want to be one of those women sitting around making jokes about husband number two. I want number one to last."
"I know," Lorelai sat with her friend at the table with two empty mugs.
"I want a guarantee."
"Well that's kind of what the ceremony is for. You have a bunch of witnesses there who know you have to keep your word."
"That's not funny!!"
"Sookie, you're going to be fine. Jackson loves you, I mean it's right out of a movie…you know some romantic comedy about a farmer who falls for the chef who turns all his wonderful veggies into wonderful dishes."
"I know, I love him too, but if you and Luke can't work it out what hope is there for the rest of us… Okay, I need to stop obsessing on this. Tell me something."
"Like what?" Lorelai shrugged.
"I don't know. Anything. Tell me something to make me stop thinking about this."
"Well, Chris made a pass at me…"
"That'll work. What did you do?" Sookie leaned in for the scoop.
"Well, in retrospect, I should have slapped him one, however I was so horrified that I went to Luke and we made up and then I slept with him."
"Wait! Wait! You slept with Luke or Christopher?"
"LUKE! Of course."
Sookie sighed with relief, but was still processing the information and still hadn't noticed what Lorelai was wearing, "Well, I don't know the last few weeks I've gotten mixed signals… Okay so, Chris made a pass at you? When?"
"Tonight, I was decorating and he thought he would keep me company…and he kissed me… a couple of times…unfortunately," Lorelai winced.
"Oh, my God!?"
"…I was so tired from decorating the entire Inn and Chris has been here for Rory lately… But I never thought Chris would… alright maybe I did think… and I probably exasperated the situation by flirting with him while he was here, I guess was a little lonely from missing Luke. BUT while he was kissing me all I could think of was Luke… and as soon as I woke up… literally woke up out of my daze…I ran out of there…to find Luke."
"Thank God!" Sookie was relieved that nothing cataclysmically horrible happened the night before her wedding.
"So I practically busted down Luke's door and cried and begged…and well I told him I loved him."
Sookie squealed, "Oh My God!" Sookie was impressed; this was huge from Lorelai notorious for the two month cha-cha as soon as things got heavy and serious in a relationship.
"And … he loves me too, and for the sake of honesty I told him straight away about Christopher's gall… how I didn't want anything from Chris and how I loved him and well Luke is it for me…"
"How you loved Luke?" Sookie double checked.
Lorelai confirmed, "Yes"
"Sorry, we keep going back and forth it's hard to keep up, so you two are back together…you and Luke," Sookie sang.
"Yeah," Lorelai returned the coo.
"In all respects…?"
"Sookie, what am I wearing?"
Sookie's eyes made a triangle as they took in Lorelai left shoulder, then went to her right shoulder, then down to look at Lorelai's belly, she finally saw the flannel and made the connection, she squealed again, "OH MY GOD!!"
"I already told you I slept with him!!"
" …Was it?"
"Oh, yeah." Lorelai assured.
"Wow!! You love Luke, as if you didn't know," Sookie swatted her friend's arm.
"Honestly, I think I've known since Christmas… probably even before."
"Just think you and Luke, together after all these years? In love and together, Oh I'm just so damn happy!!"
"Sookie, it's only been a few months."
"Oh come on, you've been attracted to him for way longer than that…why do you think I never got a offended that you would go all the way to Luke's just for a cup of coffee. I was hoping that you two would just see each other and click. And how jealous you were with Rachel in town last year…" Sookie poked at her friend's ribs.
Under the abuse Lorelai had to confess, "Yes I admit it, Jeez hire a sky writer already." Suddenly the kettle began to whistle.
"How long?"
"Sookie… I don't know…" she feigned, as she poured the boiling water into mugs for both of them.
"Come on…how long…"
"Probably… since the Stella incident…" Lorelai placed the mugs on the table.
"Stella?" wondering if Luke had another girlfriend that Sookie didn't know about.
"Yeah, Rory's chick…last year?"
"Aw right, your booty call…" Sookie smoothed like Barry White, "I knew it!"
"It was not a booty call!" Lorelai insisted, although she was now curious as to what would have happened if she had the presence of mind to kiss Luke back then. Skulking on the floor of the diner, or when they were alone at her house with her living room in disarray.
"But now, a year later, you love him…?" Sookie sighed again, loving the romance of it all.
"Yeah…so much."
"Ooomph, Could you imagine if you and Luke got married, and I could make the cake, and you could use the chuppah! The chuppah he made for the two of you," Sookie sang.
"Actually he made it for me and Max and hold up! We haven't even talked about that ourselves yet."
"But your dreams? You've had those wonderful…Wait, you were with Luke?"
"Yeah."
"Then why are you here?"
"Cause I saw my crazy friend marching in front of her house in her wedding dress in the middle of the night."
"You were at the diner…Well, go, go, go get back to him."
"It's alright… I'll see him at the wedding."
"He's coming to the wedding?" Sookie was so happy now, she wanted to share her special day with all her friends, and now Luke was coming after being in self exile the last few weeks.
"As my date," Lorelai smiled broadly, with her nose and eyes wrinkled up with glee.
Sookie began to worry, "but your parents, Christopher…"
"Let them figure it out," Lorelai shrugged, "For the first time, I am outrageously, indecently happy… and it's all because of Luke."
"Oh you have to get some sleep; you have to look your best for him," Sookie urged.
"I need sleep? You need sleep!! You're the bride!"
"I'm the bride?" Sookie said confused, then Sookie put her hands on her temples as she remembered she was getting married, "Oh, that's right I'm the bride. Okay, okay I'm going," Sookie to a mere sip of the tea she hadn't really touched, but before Sookie went to her bedroom Lorelai called to her.
"Hey Sookie"
"What?"
"You're in your wedding dress."
"I am."
"You're beautiful." Lorelai walked over to hug Sookie. "Now you go get some sleep."
"And you go get some."
"Maybe tomorrow during the reception," Lorelai smiled, she couldn't help ponder Sookie's words. That someday her and Luke would eventually get married; have babies… together they would have the whole nine yards.
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Luke was lying in his bed, staring at the ceiling yet he felt like he was floating on air. This was the lightest, happiest he had felt since the car accident. He had forgiven Lorelai for her misplaced blame and she forgave him for his too fast insulting tongue. They were together again, going to Sookie's wedding; Luke then imagined the questions and catcalls of when they showed up together. The utter joy on the faces of their friends and neighbors; No more looks of pity, no more confusion of whose side they needed to be on. Luke and Lorelai had reconciled.
On his stomach, Luke held the ring box, wondering when he should try again.
From just beyond his bedroom wall he heard his apartment door and he knew she had returned. Luke put the box away in his night stand as Lorelai crept into his room hoping not to wake Luke, "I'm still up."
"Dirty, I left you thirty minutes ago," she said cheekily,
"Aw Jeez," he shook his head at the ceiling,
"It's alright I have that effect on men," as Lorelai sat on the bed.
"I never thought I would have missed that," Luke sat up to kiss her and welcome her back to his bed. Against her lips Luke asked, "Hm, how's Sookie?"
"Hmm, I calmed her down, tucked her in, and she knows that we reconciled."
"That didn't take long."
"It was the only thing I could think of that would distract her from thinking about the wedding."
"Well, glad to be of service."
"She's happy for us, and she's safe in bed."
"Hmm, can we get you safely tucked in too?" Luke enticed.
"Oh baby, I love you and you know any other night I would love to stay but I have to go home," Lorelai said with a pout, wishing she could stay.
"Why?"
"Well, my dress is at the house; and my matching shoes and purse are there, too. Unless of course you'd like me to fashion a dress out of your bed sheet? And Rory is probably worried. My Jeep is still at the Inn…"
Luke sighed, "Should I pick you up at your house?"
Lorelai smiled, thinking it chivalrous for him to offer her a ride. "No, I have to get there early anyway, just meet me at the inn. You can't miss it. It's the big party on the lawn." She could tell Luke was a little disappointed that their reconciliation was being cut short, "Hey, I promise you, if I you let me go home tonight, I will sleep besides you for the rest of the summer… naked, for as long as you want me to."
"Well, you can bet that's going to be for a long, long time," Luke smirked, thinking of the hidden ring again.
"Hmm, then I'll never buy PJs ever again," Lorelai leaned into him and kissed him, it wasn't 'good-bye', it was 'I'll see you later'. "I love you."
Luke savored hearing the words each time they left her lips, "I love you, too."
Lorelai leaned into him and kissed him deeply again, "I'll see you tomorrow, or later today."
"Yes, to both."
"Maybe we can make out in the coat room," she pecked at his lips with each new suggestion, "and by the pond, and in the pottering shed, under the piano, under the head table," then she left his new bedroom.
"I want my flannel back, I mean it this time!"
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"That was all God given talent"
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A/N: I know many of you are pissed at me. I hope you can forgive me. Life got busy.
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And now, the end is near, and so I face, the final curtain.
My friends, I'll say it clear,
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain.
I've lived, a life that's full, I've traveled each and every highway.
And more, much more than this,
I did it my way.
Regrets, I've had a few, but then again, too few to mention.
I did what I had to do, and saw it through, without exemption.
I planned, each charted course, each careful step, along the byway,
and more, much more than this,
I did it my way.
Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew,
When I bit off, more than I could chew.
But through it all, when there was doubt
I ate it up, and spit it out.
I faced it all, and I stood tall
and did it my way.
I've loved, I've laughed and cried,
I've had my fill; my share of losing.
And now, as tears subside, I find it all so amusing.
To think, I did all that, and may I say --- not in a shy way,
"Oh no, oh no not me,
I did it my way".
For what is a man, what has he got?
If not himself, then he has naught.
To say the things, he truly feels,
And not the words, of one who kneels.
The record shows, I took the blows ---
And did it my way!
Yes, it was my way
The record shows …. having to write Chris and Lorelai together made me toss my cookies … to quote RUNE: EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW
I never knew I had it in me…now I have nothing in me because localizy was kind enough to hold my hair!! (Localizy: that's what friends are for!)
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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...