Hey, this is a one shot I just thought when I was listening to a song called "Perfect Day" by Clay Aiken, this story is only based on the beginning of the song though. Oh yeah, and I'm sorry, I know I haven't really done a lot in my other story, "Love From The Beginning", But it's only because I can only write stories when I feel like it, if I force myself to, then the story, or chapter, will stink. So try to understand, and enjoy this story. (P.S. I used a different way of writing then I usually do for this story.) Oh yeah, and this is also a sort of advertisement for "The Sound Of Music"

And the "Mary Poppins" page. Anyone who has seen those movies please try to write more on those pages. Especially, Bert/Mary fics for "Mary Poppins" and Maria/Georg for "The Sound Of Music" Thanks!

This Story takes place when:

Luke is 17 and is trying to take care of his family, and isn't going to go college because he has to take care of the Hardware Store, his sister, his dad, and his mom.

Lorelai is 16 and she's pregnant and Christopher is the dad, but he's not around much, only when his parents make him come and visit Lorelai, Lorelai doesn't want to marry Christopher.

Luke's dad, William, is sick right now.

Liz is pregnant just like Lorelai, except she got pregnant a few months earlier. She's 16 also.

Luke's mom, Lana, is also sick, but less so then her husband.

"Ugh! Come on!" Luke yelled, trying to get his truck to start. "God, I can't believe this! I take one trip to Harvard, to see my father who's in the hospital, and I get stuck in the stinkin' rain, because my truck won't start to get me home!" He thought, ranting to himself. He tried to get the truck started again, but it just sputtered, "See, this is why I hate hospitals!" He thought, looking back at the hospital, which he could scarcely see through the heavy rain, with dislike in his eyes.

Finally, the car started. "Yes! Finally!" He said, driving out of the hospital parking lot. As he drove through the thick rain, he thought back on his visit with his father…

Flashback

As Luke walked slowly into the hospital, he looked around. "Bad idea." He thought, as soon as he saw the old man trying to get out of his wheelchair, when he was clearly to weak to even talk. Luke winced as he passed the crying family, who had probably lost a loved one. He looked down. He didn't want to see anymore. He didn't want to be like that family. He didn't want to be the one crying if his father dies, he didn't want to be the one to pick up the pieces of his broken family, and he didn't want to be the one to take care of his family if his father dies, when he was suppose to go to college, when he was suppose to have a life… a future…

But it doesn't matter what he wanted, because even if he wanted to go to college, he wasn't going to leave his family like this, not him, he wasn't going to leave them when they needed him the most.

He looked up as he went up to the nurse, taking a deep breath. "Excuse me." Luke said politely.

The nurse looked up. "How can I help you?" She said, clearly bored.

"Um, I'm here to see William Danes." Luke said.

"What relationship do you have with him?" She said, taking a deep breath and looking for William's name on the computer.

"I'm his son." Luke said, irritated, the nurse could at least pretend to care!

"He's been transferred to Room 8." She said, looking as if she wanted to walk out the door and never come back.

"Thank you." Luke said stiffly, and he quickly walked away from the rude nurse. As he arrived at Room 8, he took a deep breath, and knocked on the door.

"Come in." A weak voice said softly from inside the room. Luke opened the door, and stepped inside. "Lucas." His dad said, smiling weakly from where he was laying on the bed.

"Uh… hi dad." Luke muttered, looking at his shoes with his hands in his pockets, trying not to meet his dad's eyes. "So… uh… how are you feeling?" he asked.

"Oh, I'm fine." His dad said just a bit to quickly. "I wish they would let me out of this darn bed though." He grumbled. Luke smiled, still looking at his feet. Yep, that was his dad. "But enough about me, how's Lizzy and your mom?"

Luke's smile fell instantly at those words. He looked up at his father and walked closer to his bedside. "They're okay, mom's still on bed rest, and Liz is still, well, Liz." Luke said with a shrug.

"Oh that's good." His father said, even though he could tell that his father knew that he was lying. Well, not technically lying, just not telling the whole truth. The truth was, Liz was now on pot, despite Luke's effort to stop her. Not to mention that since she's pregnant, it could harm the baby. Luke's mom was on bed rest still, but she was now having nurses watching her 24/7.

He and his dad talked a bit more about the hardware store and converting it into a diner, Liz and his mom, and Stars Hollow. "Alright, so… I guess I'll drop by again some other time." Luke said, and had got up to leave.

"Yes, please do." His father had said. "And son? I want you to take care of Lizzy and your mom, okay?"

"Of course dad." Luke said strongly, thinking about the promise he had made earlier in the hallway.

"Good." His father said. "Goodbye Lucas."

"Bye dad." Luke said as he had exited the room.

Flashback Over

Luke sighs in frustration as he grips the steering wheel so hard that his knuckles turn white. Then, all of a sudden, he sees a car's headlights heading straight towards of him. He had been so distracted in his thoughts that he hadn't noticed it before! He was on the right side of the road though, so it was the other car driving on the wrong side. Before Luke could step on the brakes, the other car slams on the left side of his truck. The car would've slammed head-to-head with him if it hadn't swerved as a drunken move to the left of him. As the other car crashes into his, the sound of metal scratching metal fills the raining, cold, night air. Glass showers on him. Luke feels his body lunge forward at the impact, and then a sharp pain slices through his body. His body feels as though it had been thrown in the blender and so much worse. As the pain dulls for a second, he lifts his head off the steering wheel. He looks at his body. His shirt was all cut up from the glass breaking, his arms bruised, and his leg was bent in a painful looking position. His head was throbbing so he but his hand up to touch it, only to feel blood oozing out.

"Damn it!" he mutters as he was fighting to keep conscious. He turns to see that the car that rammed into him was still driving down the street in drunken weaves.

He scrambles out of the truck and into the cold raining air. He can see houses around him but no doors were open, and he knew why. This was Hartford, not Stars Hollow, people don't care here. But than he does see a door open and he starts limping towards it, it was his only chance. In the door way was the most beautiful girl he's ever seen. She looked shocked to see him there.

He finally couldn't help it anymore, and he fell right there into her arms, exhausted.

Should I continue?