It is late Thanksgiving morning and Lorelai is cleaning up the breakfast table. The kids are watching T.V and Luke is sitting in the wheel chair that he was told to stay in for 6 days, today was the last day for it. He could still move around a bit, but with the lung collapsed, he got too tired to walk around. He was watching his wife run all over the house cleaning up and getting ready to go out later tonight.
"Lorelai slow down and let me help."
"No, you are hurt. Go into the living room and rest I have everything under control."
"Mom, Mia took the remote and changed the channel." Mark yells from the other room.
"Did not!" Mia sticks her tongue out at him.
"Mia Katherine Danes give your brother back the remote and stop bothering him!" Lorelai screams from the dining room.
Luke sees how crazy Lorelai is making herself.
"I can help I swear, look I can stand up and move around just fine." He starts to get up.
"Sit down Luke."
"Lorelai I'm hurt, not dying." But soon regretted those words because Lorelai stops what she is doing.
"No you didn't but you could have!" She runs up to her room and slams the door shut, Luke knows she is crying but he wants to give her time to cool off. Mia and Mark see there mother run up the stairs with tears in her eyes and Mark limps into the kitchen, Mia follows.
"So dad what did you do this time?" He says with attitude.
"Excuse me?"
"Well mom is upset and usually it is because of something you have done."
"You better watch the way you talk to me young man!"
"No! I'm tired of seeing her get hurt by you. You think you can just say anything and she won't care. Well news flash, everything you say or do effects her dad and it's all because you were with another woman, you have done nothing but hurt her in the past and I don't like it." Mark wipes the few tears in his eyes. At hearing this Luke becomes furious.
"What happens between your mother and I is our business unless we need to discuss it with you. This family has been doing just fine these last few months, and…I don't even want to talk about this anymore, go to your room and I don't want you to come out until we go to your grandparent's house tonight." Mark huffs and walks carefully on his ankle, up the stairs and to his room.
Luke rolls into the living room and lies down on the couch, Mia follow him.
"Daddy, are you okay?"
Luke looks at his little girl.
"Yes I'm fine, could you go check on your mother for me."
"Sure."
She skips up the stairs and before heading to her mom's room she goes to her brother's room.
"Mark, are you okay?"
"Go away Mia."
"Want to play together; we used to play together all the time."
Mark sits up straight. "No Mia, I don't want to play. Now leave me alone, you are such a little brat! Get out of my room." Her eyes well up with tears and she runs to her room and slams the door shut. Luke heard them from upstairs and really didn't want to have to deal with it anymore.
Thanksgiving at the Gilmore's'
Sitting around the table is Luke, Lorelai, Rory, Emily, Richard, and Emily's friend from the DAR. Then there was a kid's table. That's where Mia, Mark, Sammie, Michael and Lauren were seated.
Everyone is seating in complete silence and the only people that are looking up are Richard, Emily and Rory. Lorelai is playing with her food.
"Lorelai, is there something wrong with your turkey?"
"No mom, I'm just not very hungry tonight. I'm sorry."
"No reason to be sorry Lorelai, are you feeling alright?" Emily has been trying to be civil towards her daughter ever since the accident and the truth is Lorelai really likes the caring side of Emily.
"I'll be okay mom; it's just what has happened six days ago gets to me, especially on their birthdays."
"Lorelai just eat your food and stop complaining." Luke snaps at her.
"Don't tell me what to do!" She snaps back at him.
Rory slams her fork down. "What is the matter with you two?"
"Ask Luke!" Lorelai says and leaves the room. She walks up the stairs and goes into her old bedroom, locks the door and goes out on the balcony in the cold and cries, she doesn't last very long out there because of the cold so she comes back in and lies down on her bed.
Back downstairs.
"I'll go talk to her." Luke says.
"Whoa whoa whoa, how do you expect to make it up the stairs?" Rory asks, not wanting him to hurt himself.
"Rory don't worry I can walk."
It's a little while later by the time Luke makes it up the stairs. He tries to open her door but its locked so he knocks.
"Lorelai, can I come in?"
"Please just leave me alone Luke, I don't want to talk to anyone."
"But-,"
"Can you send up my dad please." She asks quietly through the door.
"Uh…yeah sure."
Luke calls Richard and he comes up.
"It's your father Lorelai, open up."
She unlocks the door and Richard comes in, leaving Luke standing in the hall way.
Lorelai is standing in front of her father looking so fragile and vulnerable with tears in her eyes.
"Dad, I have to tell you something, something that I haven't told Luke or the kids yet." Luke hears this from behind the door and looks very scared, as does Richard.
"What is it?"
"I'm sick."
"What do you mean your sick Lorelai, sick with what?"
"Well while Luke and Mark were at the hospital, I started not to feel too good, so I went to see the doctor. They weren't sure but they think I have……………..
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