Thanks for the reviews, hence the update. I really appreciate it; they really help me decide where the story should go. Like LorLukealways's suggestion about having a stars hollow perspective was totally taken on board and now most of this chapter is from that POV, so thanks LorLukealways.
Sorry Rorie, I doubt anything too Blue Lagoonish will be happening, I don't think they'll be on the island long enough for things to change so much.
I am liking the Lord of the Flies suggestion Maureen Painted Green, and thinking about adding a few characters onto the island in a while.
Glad you like it LukePlusLorelaiEqualsL O V E, I love your fics so that means a lot!!
xogilmoregirlsox10 - I should have made that clearer, they both remember, but it was more of a friend thing, like they thought they were going to die so "I love you" was appropriate. I'll have them bring it up, in this chapter or the next to make that clear.
And of course thanks to ggcailin1 for reviewing, it's nice to see other Irish Gilmore Girls fans out there, even if we have to download because RTE are idiots and don't recognize the best show ever when they see it…Rant over.
Previously on Stranded
"Lorelai" Luke said suddenly, "Do you see that?" he questioned pointing at the horizon.
"Yea" Lorelai squealed excitedly "I do"
"Let's start paddling" Luke said quickly "In case to wind changes later. We have to make it to that Island"
Lorelai nodded, "Let's go" she said, her voice filled with determination.
Back in Stars Hollow:
Rory flopped down on her bed; she loved the house like this- quiet. Not that she did not love spending time with her Mom, but she loved being able to do what she wanted. Her mother was gone to Mia's wedding with Luke, of all people for a week. It was a small wedding with only Mia's closest friends; indeed Luke and Lorelai were the only two going from Stars Hollow.
'I could walk around buck naked if I wanted' Rory thought with a giggle as she lay in bed. She reached over to her nightstand for her book, 'Cecilia Ahern's - Ps I love you'.
Of course she knew she could never actually do that, or would ever want to do that, especially with Babette's frequent surprise visits. She laid contently setting into her novel- her mother had suggested she read it to see what life was like in Ireland so she could tell her all about it and see how the real thing compared. To be honest Rory had never read anything like this before and found the young Irish author fascinating. That was why when she heard the phone ringing, a large part of her wanted to stay in bed.
Mom's flight is not due in for another twenty minutes, Rory thought, wondering who it could be.
She picked up the phone and grabbed the table as she heard her mother's name.
"I'm her daughter" she replied to the woman's question.
Rory froze as she listened then numbly hung up the phone.
She allowed herself to slide to the ground for support. She sat there for about five minutes every single memory of her mother running through her head.
She jumped when the phone rang and answered it quickly, praying it was somebody calling to tell her she was on some cruel radio show; that the whole thing had been a joke.
"Hello, I am calling about a Mr. Danes, a man who was traveling with your mother" the woman spoke kindly into the phone.
"Luke" Rory said softly, feeling tears prickling in her eyes.
"Yes" the woman agreed, "his number is not listed and I need to inform his family"
"I'll do it" Rory replied snapping into action mode.
She made all of the calls to Luke's family and then hopped into her car. She drove carefully to the Gilmore's calling them en route to tell them she was coming and she had some news.
Rory rang the doorbell and it was answered almost immediately by her grandmother.
"Is your mother alright?" was the first thing that came out of her mouth.
Richard appeared behind her and put his hand on his wife's shoulder.
Rory looked back in confusion, "How did you…??"
"We just saw on the news two minutes ago" Emily interrupted, "that there was a plane crash, no details were given until the families had been informed"
Rory did not move.
"Rory" Richard questioned, "Why don't you come inside?"
"Let her answer the question Richard" Emily interjected
"Emily, this is not the proper place to discuss this" Richard said calmly.
Rory made her way into the living room.
"Discuss this?" Emily scoffed as she followed them,"my daughter could be dead and you want me to 'discuss this' in a 'proper' place" Emily yelled her voice dripping with a mixture of sarcasm and emotion.
"Our daughter" Richard said, "and Rory's mother"
Emily looked properly at Rory for the first time, she was pale and despite what appeared to be a strong exterior, she knew that Rory was barely holding it together.
She sat down beside Rory, "Was Lorelai on that plane- is that what you came to tell us Rory?" She asked gently.
Rory nodded, "Yeah" she whispered, "she was on it".
Richard took Emily's hand and the three of them sat in silence.
After a few minutes Emily stood up, saying she was making phone calls. Richard did the same,
"We are going to find your mother" he said to Rory.
Rory smiled weakly.
"I should get going; I have some people to tell the news to at home"
Richard pulled Rory into a hug.
"You can stay here Rory, you can call whoever you want", he suggested.
"No, I should tell them in person" She replied
She glanced around for her grandmother to say goodbye, but she was nowhere to be seen.
"She is just making some phone calls" Richard said, "You go on, and you can come back here tonight if you want"
Emily hung up the phone, the words 'nobody has been found alive yet' ran through her head, and three dead bodies found… She crumpled into Richards chair as the door opened.
She looked up to her husband and her face gave her away. Richard strode over to her side. He had never in his entire life seen her upset, not even after Lorelai ran away with Rory. Tears streamed down her face.
"She doesn't know" she said, "She doesn't know that her own mother loves her" she managed to get out, "What if she never knows?"
Richard pulled her up off the chair into a tight hug. He held the sobbing woman in her arms. Who knew it would take the news of her only child's almost certain death to break her.
"What if we've lost her Richard?" Emily whispered pulling back slightly her eyes questioningly scanning over his face.
"I am going to get a plane and go and look for her myself" Richard said, "Us Gilmore's are strong, we are fighters, do you hear me Emily" he said insistently, "And Lorelai is the strongest and stubbornness of us all- she'll fight, you know she will, if she is still out there we will find her" Emily nodded, truly comforted by his words.
Richard was surprised at how believable he had been, in all honestly the chances of any survivors was slim, but he was not going to risk that, he was going to look for her, just like he had promised Emily.
At Sea:
Luke kicked furiously from the back of their makeshift raft,
"That's it Lorelai - keep going", he encouraged her as she appeared to be tiring.
If she wasn't so out of breath she would have added a "Dirty" but it was all she could do to keep kicking.
She held onto the side of the raft, thankful that the waves were minimal. They seemed to be barely moving at all even though they knew they were going quite fast.
After what could have been anywhere between one and three hours later, they felt their feet hitting a sand bar. They were still about a hundred meters off of the island. Lorelai screamed out in delight as her feet touched the ground.
Luke smiled at her childlike cheer. She splashed around as she jumped up and down on the sandbar.
"Let's keep going we're almost there" Luke said
Lorelai pouted, "Luke our feet are touching land, land Luke" she said trying to get some sort of reaction.
"I'll be happy when we reach that island" he said. "Come on lets go"
They waded through the rest of the way. Lorelai ran the last bit and rolled in the sand when she reached the beach. Luke pushed the raft the rest of the way. He struggled to pull it up onto the beach. It was quite big and very heavy. He tugged it and jumped back in surprise when something tumbled out from underneath one of the crumpled sides of metal. He stepped closer and realized what it was. It was the case that had hit Lorelai in the head- the one that he had used to carry her over to the piece of debris on during the storm. He had thought that the storm had washed it off of their float, but it had evidently just become lodged under a piece of the bent roof of the plane.
"What the…?" Luke screamed out as Lorelai tackled him.
He fell down onto the sand and realized it was in fact a tackle-hug.
"We're alive" She grinned
Luke nodded, "We are"
She lay next to him in the sand,
"I've just been so worried about Rory and everybody back at home, that I forgot what was going on here. We're going to be okay, aren't we Luke?" she questioned, the doubt clear in her voice
"I think that storm was probably a once in a year thing around here. Now that it's passed the weather should be good. We have a forest" he said gesturing over toward the mass of green behind them, "We are going to be just fine until we get rescued"
His hands slid behind his head and he began to relax before he remembered the case.
He stood up and headed over toward the case.
"Luke, we can find shelter later, aren't you tired now"
When Luke didn't answer she sat up using her hand to shade her eyes from the sun.
She squinted over at him and watched as he carried a small suitcase toward her.
"Where did that come from?" She questioned her voice laden with surprise.
He explained as they opened it up.
"I think its treasure Jack" Lorelai said in her best pirate accent.
Luke looked at her like she was crazy for a second and then pulled open the top of the case.
Lorelai looked disappointedly at the contents.
Luke however seemed quite pleased, he pulled out a blanket.
"Hey" Lorelai said noticing the airline brand printed in the corner. "Whoever owns this was totally trying to rob an airline blanket"
Luke chuckled at her indignation. "And I doubt you would never do anything like that? Ms. Morality"
Lorelai pretended to be offended as she continued rummaging through the stuff.
"Ooh Cute" she said as she lifted a t-shirt out. She went to pull off her own wet top to change, when she realized Luke was there. She stared at him then motioned her finger in a circle. He blushed and turned around. She changed quickly and spread her own top across the sand to dry out.
"Done" She said and the two continued to loot the case.
Lorelai lay lazily by the fire.
"Hey Luke" she said
"Yeah?"
"You tired?"
"Yeah" he responded
"You going to sleep?"
"Yeah" he answered
"You wanna talk?" she asked
Luke sighed- they were on a deserted island, and he should have guessed she would want to talk, she must be miserable here, he thought.
"Bout what?"
Lorelai smiled in the dark, but he saw it through the flicker of the flames.
She looked up at the starry sky
"That's beautiful, isn't it?" She said referring to the sky.
"Yeah it is" he agreed, "but it's a damn shame we have to be in the middle of the bloody ocean to see it"
Lorelai smiled contently as Luke went into a full-on rant about lights and cities which led to pollution and of course back to her favorite rant, food.
"… and people get take-away fried 'God knows what' in about two minutes because they don't even have time because city life is so damn busy" Luke continued
"Man I'm glad I'm not stranded in a city", Lorelai joked, "Those places sound like hell"
"Sorry" Luke said, "I guess you'd love to be in a city right about now"
"No its okay Luke, there is nothing like a good Luke rant to cheer me up" she replied
Luke smiled.
"Are you cold Luke?"
"Not really"
"You sure you don't want one of those sweaters from the case?"
"You mean one of those tiny women's sweaters?"
"You could stretch it" Lorelai suggested
Luke raised him eyebrows
"It might fit, It'd be better than what you have, I already feel bad you forced me to take the blanket" she responded
Luke knew the easiest way to get out of this was to prove it would not fit.
"Toss one over" Luke said
Lorelai reached in and pulled out a pink sweater.
She giggled as she watched Luke pull it over his head, it really was way too small.
She reached into the bag and pulled out the camera. She quickly snapped a picture of Luke in the tiny sweater.
"Lorelai" he grumbled
She giggled further.
He pulled off the sweater and Lorelai scooted over to him. He looked up wondering what she was doing. His breath hitched in his chest tightly.
"Lorelai?" He questioned
She threw part of the blanket over him, "We should share"
"Okay"
She lay down beside him, using him as a pillow.
"Night Luke"
After a pause he replied "Night"
"Luke, the peanuts were nice and all, but when it gets bright tomorrow we'll have to go into the jungle to get something to eat"
"Don't worry about it" he said reassuringly
"Okay" Lorelai replied, she was not very worried about their future on the island, she knew Luke would take care of her. She snuggled into him at thought.
He looked down at her surprised. He smiled contently, maybe being on this island would not be so bad he thought. He did not get to sleep as easily as Lorelai that night, as his mind was full of thoughts on how to survive on this island. He wrapped his arm around Lorelai for warmth for them both and drifted off to sleep.
Life on the Island Day One is over, what would you like to see happen on the Island, I'm thinking a new guy/girl should wash up on the island and hit on one of them, making the other jealous, what do you think about that idea?