Thanks again to Grizzly for betaing, super fast as always.
Thanks to Copop for blocking my brain with that mirror scene, it's still not out and I am actually thinking about writing it down just to get it out.
Thanks to gilmoregirl1979 for helping me with the start of this chapter by offering her advice and opinion.
Thanks to everyone who reviewed the last chapter.
Yes, the book I was talking about it "The host" by Stephenie Meyer. Amazing book, really well written and it doesn't matter if you don't like her Twilight series, I am not so fond of it either.
Disclaimer: As always: I don't own anything concerning GG, other than my DVD boxes.
Chapter 2: Denial
Lorelai awoke slightly before six o'clock and she didn't feel very good at all. Her head was hurting as if she had cried for hours last night, when in reality she hadn't shed a single tear. Not because she wasn't upset by the fight with Luke, but because she was too sad to cry.
Even with closed eyes she knew that it was still dark outside and therefore way too early for her to get up. She never got up before dawn. But while part of her was still too tired to even open her eyes, another part of her seemed strangely agitated and awake.
"Finally!" she suddenly heard Luke exclaim and her eyes shot open. She didn't look left or right though, but she just kept staring at the ceiling. After all she was still mad at him, even if he had now come crawling back to her begging for forgiveness.
"What are you doing here?" she groaned and closed her eyes again.
"What is that supposed to mean?" Luke asked and again she opened her eyes. She still refused to look at him, although she wasn't sure where exactly he was; she turned her head to the right and glanced at the alarm-clock, saw that she had been right and it really was too early to get up.
"Go away," she muttered and closed her eyes again, rolled on her side and snuggled into her warm and cozy pillow.
"Please, tell me you are not going back to sleep. I've been up for at least two hours while you kept snoozing," he complained.
"You said snoozing," she smiled slightly, already too far in sleep land to remember that she was angry at him.
"Lorelai," he said unnerved and really woke her up this time. What was he thinking? Last night he yelled at her and this morning he was coming into her bedroom and telling her when to get up?
"Luke, just go away and leave me alone! I don't know what's creepier: That you broke into my house or that you were obviously watching me sleep for hours," she said angrily, opening her eyes and looking around the room, only to find it empty. That Luke was obviously hiding made her even angrier and her tiredness got washed away by the anger that welled up in her.
"I swear to god I will find you Luke Danes and then I am going to kick your butt for waking me up this early! If this is your idea of an apology for last night then you are in for a surprise my friend," she ranted and jumped out of bed.
"I have no idea what you are talking about Lorelai," he replied and sounded confused. She wouldn't let him fool her though and crouched down to look under her bed, before she walked over to her closet and looked in it. She checked behind the door and under her clothes on the armchair in the corner, but couldn't find him.
After searching in her bedroom she extended the search to the bathroom and the hallway, still without success. And the longer she searched the more her anger diminished and the search started to become fun. Of course, she wouldn't admit that when she found him, but for the moment she liked this game they were playing.
"What are doing?" Luke asked several times and his voice always sounded like he was standing directly in front of her.
When she was out of ideas of where else he could be, she started humming quietly. She knew he couldn't be downstairs, because his voice had been too loud, but at the same time she couldn't find him upstairs. However she wasn't willing to give in.
"Stop humming! Even that Coyote film didn't make the song better," Luke grumbled suddenly.
"One way or another, I'm gonna find ya, I'm gonna getcha, getcha, getcha," she started singing aloud to drown out Luke's voice so she could concentrate on where he could be.
"Jeez, would you stop that! You're giving me a headache," he complained, but no matter how loudly she sang his voice didn't get any quieter. It was like… like he was in her head.
The song got stuck in her throat and her jaw dropped. That was impossible, but at the same time it was the only thing that made sense.
"Finally!" Luke said, as though he had read her thoughts.
"This is impossible!" she exclaimed, hurrying back into her bedroom and slamming the door shut behind her. She wouldn't let him fool her. She checked her ears for earphones, but didn't find any.
"Look," the Luke voice started again and didn't sound the tiniest bit muted by the door, "I've been trying to figure this out for several hours now, but the only solution that makes sense is what you just thought: I am in your head. I know it sounds impossible, but I can actually hear what you are thinking so you can stop telling me to "Shut up, just shut up," at the moment. I can see that your eyes are roaming through the room at warp speed and actually I would be thankful if you could stop that because you're making us dizzy. I don't know what this is or how it happened, but I am just as stuck in this situation as you are, probably even more so, since you're the one controlling the body here," Luke told her.
Lorelai stopped looking around and focused on the doorknob, trying to come up with a solution or a logical explanation at least, but she couldn't find one or the other.
"This is not happening," she finally decided, took a deep breath and stepped away from the door. It was now half past six and she knew that she couldn't go back to sleep again. She was up half an hour early and that would give her more time to get ready for the day. Maybe this was only happening because she was so tired still,. Maybe a nice hot shower could help.
"Oh no," the Luke-voice in her head said, but she decided to ignore him from now on.
She picked out the clothes she would wear today, made sure she grabbed some lacy panties and she could actually feel him blush in her head. Ha! Take that, she thought and grinned.
With her short black skirt, her dark red blouse and the lacy bra to match the panties she walked into the bathroom. She switched on the light and started the shower so that the water could heat up.
"Lorelai, this is not a good idea," she heard Luke groan, but decided to ignore him. This is not real, he heard her thinking and groaned again. "It is pretty real to me if you are going to undress now," he said, but she wouldn't listen. Instead she walked over to the sink, took her toothbrush, squeezed toothpaste on it, held it under the water and then started brushing her teeth.
"Urgh! What is that? Does the toothpaste really taste like cinnamon?" Luke complained and Lorelai kept brushing.
"Could you at least turn the water off? You are wasting money and besides it's not good for the environment. There are parts of the world where people don't even have a gallon of water every day and here you are wasting all that water," he lectured her and Lorelai had to close her eyes in order to keep herself from yelling at him. Well, not really at him, because he wasn't even there, but at the voice in her head that sounded like Luke.
"This is not happening. I can't hear him!" she told herself after rinsing her mouth and nodded at her reflection in the mirror.
She could actually feel his discomfort when she pulled her shirt over her head and threw it on the floor, before she pulled down her sweatpants and her panties. She checked the water and stepped into the tub, content that the Luke voice seemed to have quieted. He didn't even interfere when she decided to use her vanilla shampoo today instead of her normal coconut one. She massaged her head while she rubbed the shampoo into her hair in slow circles. She tilted her head back and rinsed out the shampoo after a while and enjoyed the hot water. When she was sure that there was no more foam in her hair she opened her eyes and felt around for the shower gel. She found it where it always was, in the holder on the wall. She opened the lid and squeezed the blue gel into her left hand, before she closed the lid again and put the shower gel back in its place. She rubbed her hands together before she touched her stomach and lathered her skin. She looked down at her hands; and saw her breasts, her stomach and legs.
"Oh my god," she heard the Luke voice again and she stopped for a second before her hands moved up to her breasts, lathering them with the scented gel.
"Lorelai, please, don't look. It's bad enough that I can feel… it, but don't follow your hands with your eyes," the Luke voice pleaded, but she had decided to ignore it, so that's what she would do. She
looked down at her breasts again and studied her hardened nipples, before she let her hands glide over her stomach and down her long legs. She felt some stubble there and knew that it was time for another shave, but she would do that later.
"I don't believe this! Please god, let me out of here!" the Luke voice said and she shrugged it off. He thought he was suffering? She hadn't even started yet! Her hands glided back up, stopping at her hips and lathering her buttocks, before moving in between her legs. There was nothing sexual about it, it was just a normal shower, but still Luke went berserk in her head.
"Lorelai! Stop this right now! I have seen your body now from your breasts to your toes and I certainly don't need to feel your… Just stop it! I am just as stuck in this situation as you are, probably even more so, but in making me uncomfortable you will make yourself uncomfortable as well!" he yelled at her and she froze. She could feel that he was really angry now, but after a moment, during which he seemed to realize how shocked she really was, he calmed down.
"I know you need to shower, but could you at least keep your eyes closed? I don't need to see everything. You can shave your legs or whatever, but please at least put on a bra and some panties before you do," he pleaded.
"You really are here," she said in a toneless voice while the water kept pouring down on her.
"Yes, I am really here," he replied in her head.
"Why?" she asked.
"I don't know, but we have to deal with it," he said.
"Yeah," she nodded in agreement. He was right, denial wasn't working. With a sigh she stepped directly under the spray again to rinse off. The shave will have to wait, she thought.
"Thank you," Luke replied.
Tbc