-1Title: Tragedy
Author: Kenora H. Saul
Pairing: L/L
Rating: T
Disclaimer: See Chapter 1.
Author's Note: Sorry for the long delay in updating, I kind of went off the GG for awhile, but I'm back and here's Ch. 4 so enjoy!
Lorelai was driving down the highway in a hurry to get to Stars Hollow so Luke wouldn't call her house again. Obviously she was late, and she didn't want to get in trouble. Especially since she and Luke were on such good footing.
She stopped at a stop sign and put her foot on the accelerator to drive forward when a flash of red appeared in her peripheral vision and she felt a hit from the back of her car. Something was pushing her forward, her car swung out of control and her last thought was of Luke.
Hearing the peal of the telephone ring in his living room, Luke rushed out of the kitchen to answer it.
"Hello?" Luke said.
"Mr. Danes can you please come to Stars Hollow hospital?" a nurse inquired quickly.
"Is there someone that I know there who is hurt?" he asked.
" A Miss Lorelai Gilmore, she was in a very bad car accident," the nurse replied.
Luke was stunned, "Yeah, I'll be right there." He ran to get his coat and keys. A knock on his door sounded. He opened it, there stood Rachel. "I got to go." He pushed past her and ran down the stairs.
"Now where the hell is he going in such a hurry?" Rachel muttered to herself, she ran down the stairs in hot pursuit of Luke.
"Where is she?" Luke demanded at the nurses' station.
"She's in the OR, they're operating on her right now." A nurse answered.
"What happened to her?" Luke yelled to empty air. "Perhaps you can answer that?" a woman's voice asked.
Luke turned around and saw a middle-aged aristocratic lady standing behind him with her husband in tow, or so he assumed. "Look all I know is that a nurse called me saying that Lorelai was in a car accident of some kind."
"We got a call saying that she'd been hit by some and they drove off and left her for dead," the aristocratic woman said.
"And you are who?" Luke asked.
"Emily Gilmore and Richard Gilmore," Emily introduced herself and her husband. "And you are?" she asked of Luke.
"I'm Luke Danes, the director of the Youth Center, and Lorelai's supervisor for her community service," he introduced.
"You're the man that was calling to say she was late for work," Emily said.
"I didn't call her today, she didn't start till twelve, and it's only ten," Luke surmised.
"Well if wasn't you then who was it?" Emily wondered aloud.
From a distance down the hall, Rachel listened and decided not to present herself, that would draw suspicion her way. Which she didn't need.
Three hours later
"Mr. & Mrs. Gilmore and Mr. Danes, we have some news for you," a doctor in green scrubs came over to them to tell them of Lorelai's condition.
"When Ms. Gilmore was hit from behind by the other car, her head smacked the steering wheel very hard, causing a serious concussion. When her body bounced back from the hit, the airbag popped out pinning at such an angle, that one of her lungs was punctured by a rib. So we had to operate to fix that. She's under heavy anesthetic and will remain asleep for several hours, so I suggest you come back this evening. I can assure that she will make a full and complete recovery." The doctor explained.
"Some madman hit my daughter and drove away leaving her for dead, and that man wants me to be calm, I don't think so," Emily exploded.
"Come come dear, let's go home and we'll come back and see her this evening." Richard put a soothing arm around his wife and led her out the door.
Luke stopped the doctor, "Could I please sit with her for awhile?"
"Sure." The doctor led him to the recovery room.
Luke pulled up a chair and looked upon the silent sleeping angel, she had bruises all over neck and a big white bandage on the side of her head. She looked so innocent when she was asleep. He wished she would wake to him, demand a striptease, hell he'd do anything if she'd wake up.
Silence was not a word associated with Lorelai Gilmore and he wanted awake so he could tell her that he cared about her and that he wanted to have a relationship with her. A niggling doubt crept into his mind, this whole hit-and-run seemed a little too obvious. Who was someone who didn't want him and Lorelai together? Rachel. But even this seemed a little too extreme for her, or did it?
Luke looked down at her, dark raven beauty contrasting with the white sheets. She looked so peaceful and yet so ghostly. So beautiful, he leaned and kissed her gently on the lips. He bowed his head and said a prayer, that she would have a speedy recovery.
Could Rachel really be that jealous that she would try and kill Lorelai? That thought wandered in his mind.
