A/N: Okay, so I have decided to continue this! I was going to write all of it in the last chapter, but I just really liked ending it where it did so yeah. Here's the next chapter and I hope you like it!
Disclaimer: Don't own…
On with the story…
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Chapter 2: Memories & Meetings
Lo was sitting in the living room drinking a cup of coffee when Tabby plopped on the couch beside her.
"Whatcha' thinking about?" she asked.
"Is there ever going to be someone that will love me like he did?" Lo asked, staring straight ahead.
"You want the truth?" Tabby questioned her best friend, pulling Lo's head into her lap. Lo settled into the couch and sighed.
"Yeah."
"No one will ever love you the way he did," Tabby told her, "No one will smile at you like him or make you laugh like him because he'll always he the father of your child and the man who stole your heart first."
Lo was crying now, "What about Tony and Justin and Nick? They stole my heart."
"No, they never stole it like he did, Lo and you know it," Tabby insisted as she stroked Lo's hair.
"Why'd he leave?" Lo asked quietly.
"I don't know. Maybe he had to," Tabby sighed.
"He didn't have to leave me and his unborn child, Tabitha," Lo hissed, becoming angry.
"Maybe you're right, but maybe you need to let him go and move on. Stevie needs a father and she's going to start asking where hers is," Tabby said truthfully.
"I don't know how," Lo confessed.
"Why did you love Brent, Lo?" Tabby questioned.
"Because he made me smile and laugh. Because he played with my hair and held my hand. Because he told me he loved me and felt my pain. Because he was always there for me," Lo cried.
"No, he was not always there for you! He left you Lo! He left you to raise his unborn child without even a proper goodbye or reason. He's gone Lo and you need to move on and find a proper father for Stevie. You are an amazing person Cheerio and as soon as you see that, that's when you'll find him. You'll find the guy that will always be there for you, pregnant or not. The guy that will be the father that Stevie needs and the guy that Jess approves of. The guy," Tabby said, now also crying.
"I just want the pain to go away," Lo sobbed.
"Then let it go," Tabby whispered and kissed her forehead.
She silently got off of the couch, leaving Lo on the couch by herself. She wandered back to her room, but stopped before she walked inside. Justin was coming from the bathroom and walked over to Tabby.
"Need a hug?" he asked.
Tabby nodded and let Justin pull her to him, "Why does she do this to herself?"
"Because she wants a reason. She wants to know why the love of her life walked out on her," Justin explained.
"Yeah, well, she has to accept that that's not going to happen," Tabby huffed and went into her room.
Justin knew that in times like these it was best to leave Lo by herself so he went into his own room and got ready for bed, thinking about the different ways he could kill Brent if he ever saw him again.
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Next Morning
Such a beautiful disaster
And if I could hold on
Through the tears and the laughter
Would it be beautiful
Or just a beautiful disaster
Lo's cell phone was ringing on her bedside table.
"I hate you," Lo said into the phone.
"I sure hope not! I am your manager," Cori Williams said cheerily into the phone.
Lo moaned in dissatisfaction, "What do you want at 6 in the morning?"
"I need you to meet some people. Meet me at the Mudd House at 11 and bring your new manuscript," Cori ordered.
Lo sighed, "Yes ma'am."
You couldn't argue with Cori Williams anymore then you could argue with a Gilmore—she would not be denied. Cori had been Lo's agent ever since Lo started writing.
"Bye chick!" Cori hung up, as did Lo. She set her alarm for 9:30 and went back to sleep.
At 8 o'clock a very awake and energetic 2-year-old jumped on her bed.
"MOMMY!" Stevie exclaimed.
"What babe?" Lo said into her pillow.
"Time to get up," Stevie said.
"No, it's time for Uncle Justin to get up. Go wake him up and tell him to make you breakfast okay sweets?" Lo tried to persuade.
"Otay mama," Stevie said and hopped off her mother's bed. She skipped across the hall to Justin's room and did the same that she had to her mother. The difference was that Justin actually got up. Stevie dragged him into the kitchen and begged him to make breakfast. Justin couldn't deny her, so he cooked a big breakfast for everyone.
At around 9:45 Lo stumbled out of her room and to the kitchen. Having just gotten out of the shower her slim body was wrapped in a towel as well as her hair.
"Coffee," she muttered.
Justin silently handed her a cup of coffee, not exactly comfortable with her only wearing a towel.
Noticing his discomfort, "What are you so uncomfortable with? You've seen a lot more of me than this," Lo said.
"Yeah, but that is completely different. We're not seeing each other and you're my best friend, not to mention my roommate," Justin explained just as Tabby came from the hall also wrapped in a towel, her long, jet-black, wet hair hanging down, "Ah jeez."
"What?" Tabby asked confusedly.
"He's uncomfortable with us being here in our towels," Lo rolled her eyes and sipped her coffee.
"Oh come on, you've seen both of us with a lot less clothes than this," Tabby insisted.
"That is exactly what I tried to tell him," Lo said exasperatedly.
"You guys are impossible," Justin said.
"You love us," they chorused.
"Yeah, whatever," Justin turned his back to them to get to the fridge.
Lo and Tabby just laughed at him.
"Where's Stevie?" Lo finally asked.
"Couch," Justin said monosyllabically.
"Thanks," Lo said shortly and walked over to the couch, "Hey babe, can you go get dressed to go to Aunt Lexie's house with Davie?"
"Sure mommy," Stevie said cheerily and got up to go to her room.
As she was walking back to her own room, Lo turned her head towards the kitchen and said, "They are so getting married," with a smile and disappeared into the hallway.
"That Stevie is so cute," Tabby said to Justin.
"Clothes," was his only response.
"I'm going, I'm going," Tabby said jokingly and padded back to her room.
"Ahhh, my girls," Justin breathed under his breath to no one.
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Mudd House Café; 10:45
"Great, I'm early," Lo said to herself as she approached her favorite coffee shop, besides Luke's that is.
She walked swiftly into the café knowing that it was going to be hard to grab a table. She knew the owners personally having gone there everyday since she had found the place. Their names were Joe and Trisha and they were happily married.
She made her way in the door and as soon as her foot hit the floor inside, someone bumped into her and spilled coffee all down the front of her white blouse.
"You have got to be kidding me!" Lo exclaimed.
"I'm so sorry," a male voice said from in front of her.
"You'd think people in this city would learn to slow down once in awhile, jeez!" Lo muttered furiously. She had a meeting with her boss and people she didn't know in 10 minutes and she was covered in coffee.
"Really, miss, I'm sorry. I'm new in the city and I—I'm just sorry," the man sighed and hung his head.
"Trish!" Lo bellowed.
"Yeah?" came Trisha's New York accented voice from the counter.
"This guy needs a new coffee and I need a shirt that will look presentable to Cori and any businessmen she's bringing with her," Lo yelled back.
"Comin' right up babe," Trisha said.
"Really, I'm terribly sorry," the man said again.
"It's fine, don't overkill the apology, man," Lo deadpanned.
"So, are you a native here?" the man asked.
"I grew up in small town in Connecticut and moved here when I wrote my first book," Lo explained to this stranger as she tried to salvage her shirt. She still hadn't looked up at this mystery man.
"I see, what's the name of your book?"
"Uh, the first one was Small Town Lives Collide. I wrote 3 others after that," Lo said with no emotion.
"I've read that! It was really good," he gushed.
"Thanks," Lo looked up with a smile. This was when she saw the olive-skinned, brown-haired, chocolate brown-eyed man before her.
"Here's ya' shirt Hunnie," Trisha said from beside her, "and ya' coffee," she handed the man his coffee.
"Thanks," the man smiled at Trisha and sipped his coffee.
"Thanks Trish," Lo said as she accepted the shirt, but kept her gaze on the man in front of her.
Trisha looked coyly between the two, smiled, and walked back behind the counter.
"So, look, I'm sorry if I am over killing this, but I am so, so sorry for bumping into you," the man plastered a genuine apologetic smile on his face.
"It's fine," Lo smiled, "I was just so worried abut this meeting with my boss that I have in," she looked at her watch, "oh shit, 3 minutes!"
"Well, I'll let you go," the man said as he began to walk out the door.
"Wait!" Lo said as she pulled her blouse over her head having worn a camisole underneath, "I never got your name," she smiled at him after she got the shirt Trish had given her over her head.
"Kevin, Kevin Cervantes," he smiled at her.
"You want to have coffee with me sometime?" Lo bit her bottom lip a little and all thoughts of Brent from last night flew from her mind.
"Sure," Kevin said, "but I still don't know your name."
"Oh," Lo laughed a little, "I'm Lorelai, but everyone calls me Lo. Well, most people call me Lo," Lo started to ramble.
"Well, Lo," Kevin started as jotted down a few numbers on a napkin from a nearby table, "here's my number. Feel free to call it anytime."
"I will," Lo smiled and watched as Kevin walked out and the whirlwind that was Cori Williams barged in.
"LO!" Cori exclaimed, bringing Lo out of her reverie.
"Huh? What?" Lo said dazedly.
"This is not the time to space out! We have 2 very important people coming to look at your latest manuscript!" Cori said hastily, her blonde spiral curls bouncing around her face as she rushed to a table.
"Cori, I'm not sure about this. This book is very personal," Lo said uneasily.
"Everything will be fine," Cori insisted and ushered Lo into a seat.
They spread all of the papers out onto the table and ordered some coffee. Soon enough, the businessmen arrived and they started their meeting. All through the meeting, Lo would periodically drift away to think about a certain pair of chocolate brown eyes she had recently encountered.
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A/N: Okay, so here's an update! I hope you're liking this story!