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Previously on "Is It A Perfect Day?"-"Gilmore Girls":
Emily enters the room with the rags, and puts them on the bed stand as she watches her daughter tend to Luke.
"So do you know his name?" Emily asks Lorelai.
"Nope, but I'm going to call him Luke." Lorelai replies simply, still keeping her attention on Luke.
"Oh… well Lucas is a highly respectable name." Emily says, awkwardly.
"Mmm hmm." Lorelai mumbles, smiling to herself, because she had just been thinking that a while ago.
Right then Richard steps into the room. "How is he?" He asks as he gives Lorelai the ointment and puts the glass of water on the bed stand.
Then, as if by magic, Luke opens his eyes, gasps, "Probably from the pain." Lorelai thought, and stares straight at Lorelai.
"Hey, how are you doing?" Lorelai whispers to him.
Luke opens his mouth, but then closes it and closes his eyes in pain.
Luke groggily opens his eyes and gasps, partly from the pain, but mostly from the sight of the girl in front of him. She was so gorgeous and beautiful that to him, she seems to glow… to radiate. He wonders if she was an angel, if he had died and gone to heaven, because staring at the angel, it sure seems like it.
"Hey, how are you doing?" He hears her whisper to him.
He opens his mouth to answer, only to have to close his eyes and his mouth in pain, he then realizes that he was definitely not in heaven. However, this girl had saved his life, and might actually be his personal angel… in every sense of the word.
After a while, he finally opens his eyes again, to see his angel looking down at him with concern in her shining crystal eyes. He feels something light tickling his cheeks, like feathers, and realizes it's his angel's long straight flowing auburn hair that was touching his cheeks from the fact that she was leaning in very close, in concern. He couldn't help but feel happy and touch that she was so worried for him, when he was merely a stranger in her life.
He opens his mouth to answer that question she had asked a few minutes earlier, even though it seems more like a few days. That's when he realizes just how dry his throat really was. As if reading his thoughts, his angel reaches over to grab the cup of water and than hands it to him, while helping him into a sitting position so he wouldn't spill.
He took five sips and then hands the cup back to his angel, and that's when he finally realizes that there were other people in the room as well. He saw a man, about the same age as his father, and a woman, probably the same age as his mother. "They're probably her parents." He thought. They were dress very fancy, and he knew they were probably rich, and that his angel came from a very different world than he did.
"Thanks." He says to his angel, after quickly looking at her parents and than turning his gaze back to her, he couldn't seem to keep his eyes off her for more than a few moments.
She smiles at him, and he feels his breath taken away from him, if he thought she was beautiful before, than he didn't know a word to describe her now. "No prob." She says with a modest shrug of her shoulders. God, he would do anything to be able to listen to her voice all day and see her radiating smile, especially when it was directed towards him.
"Snap out of it Luke!" he thought, "She probably just being kind to you because you're hurt. Like you could ever be good enough for her, for an angel like that."
"Hey, I still have to take care of your wounds, so this might hurt a little, okay?" His angel says.
"Okay." He says, nodding.
"Hey dad, can you hand me the rags on the table please." She says to the man standing by the doorway with his suppose wife.
"Of course Lorelai." The man says, getting the rags and handing them to her.
"Lorelai," Luke thought "what a beautiful name, it's perfect for her. So unique, and it's definitely a name for an angel."
He watches as Lorelai ties the rags around his cuts.
The man startles him as he turns to him and starts talking. "Young man, my name is Richard, Richard Gilmore. This is my wife Emily," he says as he points to the lady by the door. "and this is our daughter Lorelai." He gestures to her.
Lorelai looks up and smiles at Luke and than quickly returns back to taking care of his wounds.
"Nice to meet you all, even under these circumstances." Luke says politely witty to Richard and smiles.
Richard chuckles. "A man who goes through all this and can still have a sense of humor has got to be a brave person, and an interesting one at that."
"Okay you're all done now except for your forehead." Lorelai says to Luke.
"Thank you." Luke says softly, while smiling at her.
"No prob." Lorelai replies with a smile of her own.
"Oh for goodness sake Lorelai! The boy's polite enough to say thank you twice to you and all you can say is 'no prob'? Honestly! Would you just say 'You're Welcome' like a proper lady?!" Emily spoke up for the first time from the doorway, exploding at her daughter.
Luke looks at Lorelai for her reaction, because at his house, his parents only exploded like that if they're really mad, but Lorelai just rolls her eyes and says to her mother, "I'll remember that next time mom." without even looking over to her! Though he does like the fact that she keeps her attention on his forehead, and the fact that she was making sure to being gentle.
"So Luke, how did this happen to you?" Lorelai asks, as she finishes with his forehead, much to Luke's surprise. "I mean I saw your truck on the other side of the road, but how did it get so bashed up?"
Luke just looks at her in shock for a minute.
Lorelai is starting to get worried about him when she realizes that she just called him Luke, and he's probably wondering why.
"I hope you don't mind, I wanted to give you a temporary name, so I gave you Luke." She explains to him.
"Lucas is a very respectable name." Richard replies from behind Lorelai, and Luke could tell from the fact that she was trying very hard not to burst out laughing that she had been thinking that earlier.
"Oh no, I don't mind," he stammers, "in fact my name is actually-"
He was interrupted by a knock on the front door.
Who could it be?