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Chapter 12- Too Late To Turn Back

On the way home, Lorelai had fallen asleep on Luke's shoulder.

"Back so soon? It's only ten. I thought parties are all night long? Things have sure changed since I was a kid." William inquired about their early homecoming.

"Well we ran into some problems," Luke told him.

"What kind of problems?"

"I was looking for Josh so we could start the next set when I walk in on him and Lorelai and Lorelai was screaming at him. He was about to hit her. So I jumped in, held his hand away from her. I don't know what came over me."

"You care about her."

"Well anyway, I came out the room where Lorelai had ran out and was still like statue sitting on the stairs. She wouldn't move so I picked her up and brought her back here."

"Ok, I see."

They stood there for a while. Luke was still carrying Lorelai.

"I should take her upstairs," Luke spoke and headed upstairs.

"G'night."

-X-

-Upstairs-

He laid her down in her bed, taking her shoes off and wrapping her warm in a blanket. While heading out the door, Luke looked back at her, shook his head and walked into his room.

William watched his son from downstairs. Admiring how he had grown in the last few weeks with Lorelai around, he hoped everything will remain the same. However, he knew things will be changing.

-X-

A jolting awake by a scream, he quickly got out of bed and ran into the room that had previously belonged to his sister. There Luke found Lorelai shaking, crying and screaming.

"Stop! Please don't hurt me! Please Stop it!!"

"Lorelai, he tried to bring her to a state of consciousness. "Wake up. Shh…" he truly didn't know what to do. "LORELAI!" he screamed and grabbed her hand while she continued to swat away his hand.

All of a sudden, there was another cry, this one belonging to the baby who was lying in her crib less than three feet away.

"Oh crap, the baby!" Luke went over to the crib and looked down at here. He attempted to pick her up, still not knowing how to hold a baby, he held the baby far out ahead of him. He slowly brought her closer to his shoulder causing Rory to calm down immediately and settle in. His only problem now was to stop Lorelai from her nightmare.

"Lorelai, shh…" he sat down on her bed and pulled her into a hug with one hand the other supporting Rory.

He whispered calming and comforting words to her. Slowly she woke up noticing her surroundings. She began to cry softly.

"Lorelai, stop crying everything is ok now."

"I remember," she said quietly.

"Remember what?" he asked in his scratchy rugged voice as she took Rory from him and held her close as Luke did to Lorelai unconsciously.

"The night it happened. It all came back to me. And then last night with…" she started to cry harder.

"Don't worry; I won't let anything happen to you."

William was standing outside the door, watching his son comfort the new addition to their family. He walked away as soon as he saw everything was in good hands.

Rory was now sleeping soundly and Lorelai's sobs had decreased to a silent cry with the occasional sniffle.

Luke got up from the bed to put Rory back into her crib. He was about to leave when Lorelai spoke up.

"Don't leave," he looked at her; her eyes filled with fear. "Please don't leave me here by myself. I don't want to be alone. I've been alone for a long time and I-I just can't take being by myself, please."

"Ok," he simply replied.

He fixed the comforter and the blankets on the bed and sat on top of them while Lorelai was under them.

-X-

-Next Morning-

William was the first to wake up. He got up to check on Luke, her bed laid empty. He then walked to Lorelai's room. He saw both Luke and Lorelai asleep in each other's arms.

Lorelai's head was in the crock of Luke's neck, her hands grasping his arm which was wrapped securely around her waist; his head resting on top of hers.

William heard some gurgling and little giggling sounds. He walked to the crib and saw that Rory was already awake admiring her toes and fingers.

"Good morning Rory."

"She made some kind of noise in response.

"How about you come with me?" He took her downstairs. "Do you know what today is? I told you yesterday night. We left milk and cookies out for him. It's Christmas. Merry Christmas sweetie," he kissed her cheek and then blew a raspberry causing her to giggle. "Look at all the presents. I bet there are some for you under that tree." Rory was in awe by the different colors on the tree. "No sweetie, you can't open them now. You have to go wake up mommy and Luke. You want to go wake them? Ok, c'mon."

He got Rory a bottle and took her upstairs. There the two were still in the same position as they were before.

They looked so peaceful making him almost feel bad for wrecking the nice picture by waking them up.

"Luke, Chico, get up," he softly spoke while gently nudging him. "Chico, get up."

"Hmm…" he stirred a little bit. "In a minute." He rubbed his eyes to wipe away the sleep from them. "Did you just call me Chico?"

"Yeah, so what?"

"Well-"

"Shh…" He pointed to Lorelai who was gripping on tight to him. He slowly loosened the grip and slid out of bed.

"I haven't been called 'Chico' since I was seven and mom had just died."

"I know," they walked out of the room so they could talk a little louder. "You came home from school and told me that you never wanted to hear that or be called again. But to me, you'll always be my 'Chico' so deal with it. So what happened there?" he gestured towards the door.

"She woke up screaming. She wouldn't let me leave."

"And you liked it."

"Ok, Dad stop it."

"What? It's true isn't it?"

"Haha, very funny."

"Ok, fine."

"She remembers what happened and she was really scared, but then Rory started wailing so I had to stop them both."

"Well, I assume you did a good job."

"She went back to sleep as soon as it was quiet."

"She must have slept well. She was up bright and early. We had a nice chat."

"She doesn't talk yet," Luke pointed out.

"Fine, I had a chat with her. I took her downstairs and showed her all the presents under the tree. "

"Presents? Oh yeah, today is Christmas."

"Sí, señor. ¡ Feliz Navidad!"

"Since when do you speak Spanish?"

"Since I felt like it."

"But I haven't ever heard you speak. I know you understand me when I ramble on and on, but you, never."

"I did speak to you, you don't remember. Your mother had to teach me since her parents, your other grandparents didn't like that I was not Latino."

"What's making you start now?"

"I don't know. I just feel like it again."

"I'm going to go start breakfast."

"That a boy," William ruffled his son's hair. "I think it's time for someone to get a haircut, Maybe a girl can stick around for more than a few days."

"My hair is fine," he grumbled as he walked downstairs.

-X-

Lorelai groggily woke up. Her head was badly hurting probably due to the lack of food in her body. She turned her head to the left to face the clock. It read 10:30 am. She wondered when it was the last time she had got up this late. She had been getting up at six to by at work by 6:30.

She walked downstairs to see where everyone was. Downstairs she saw what looked like millions of presents under the colorful festive tree and the delicious wonderful smell of French toast, coffee and maple syrup filling the air. Stepping down from the last step, she remembered what today was, Christmas.

Lorelai had always been left alone by herself on Christmas. Her parents always went away and at home she sat with a maid or nanny that never spoke English. Her parents, who celebrated Christmas two weeks in advance, let her open her present that early. Most of the time it was just some fancy dress for the next social occasion coming up. Never once did she get what she wanted to, no matter how many letters to Santa she wrote when she was five.

"Good morning," William said when he saw her standing in the kitchen. He went over and placed Rory in her hand. She gently places a kiss on the top of her head.

"Good morning," she softly replied.

"Breakfast is on the table."

"Thank you." She stood still for a moment.

"You know you can sit down."

"Oh, right," she went and sat down at the table after dropping Rory off at the high chair.

"I feed her already. She should be ready to take a nap soon. We should open the presents soon in that case."

"Presents? That's ok, you don't have to wait for us or anything. Please go ahead and go on with your tradition."

"Nonsense, you are our guest and you will be treated like family."

"Thank you, but this is more than enough. This was unnecessary. I mean, I would actually still be out there, maybe even dead, or Rory would have been-" she busted into tears shedding emotions stored inside of her for weeks."

"Hey, it's ok," William went over to her and gave her a hug."

"Maybe I should have listened to my parents. At least I would have been ok. Rory would have been ok. It was so selfish of me to deny them. They gave me a home for the last sixteen years and I just blow them off not being what was expected of me."

"Luke, get the present." He went to the other room and picked up a tiny pink box with a bow on in.

"Here Dad," he handed it to his father.

"Now sweetie, listen to me. You did nothing wrong. You are a free independent woman and you have a little girl to take care of and she adores you. So here," he handed her a box.

She carefully opened it. In it she found a set of keys on a silver chain with a pink furry puff ball at the end. She looked up at William.

"You home is ready," he simply stated.

"So soon?"

"Luke has been working really hard on it for you that last couple weeks. After all he has to leave soon to go back to school so he figured to do it all now that way you can settle in."

"Thank you. I really don't know what more to say? You have helped me a great deal. I don't know how I'll repay you."

"Sweetie, don't worry about that. The town all chipped in a brought you some furniture. So when you get there, there's a bed and some other pieces you all thought you might need."

"Thank you, thank you, thank you."

"Still rethinking your decision?"

"Nope."

"Hurry up and eat, there are a lot of presents."

"You got to be kidding me, this is enough."

"Who said that they are for you? I see a bunch with my name on them just waiting to be opened."

-X-

After opening presents; majority of them for Rory which was protested against by Lorelai, they went to the inn to look at her new home.

"Oh my- this is- I- Wow," Lorelai manager to get out she turned to Luke, "Thank you so much. It's great. You did a wonderful job."

"Well, don't just stand here. Go check it out," William said.

"Right, sorry, I'm a little shocked here."

She went inside. It was small, but perfect. The walls were painted soft pink with a tub in a corner surrounded by a shower curtain. A little kitchen corner was setup with a few cabinets on top of and below the sink with a mini gas burner. A tiny window was on the side in which the sunlight gleamed through brightening the shed up. Last, but not least, there was a bed, with a little crib/carrier next to it.

"We thought the carrier crib would be easier so you could take her out on your shift," Luke to cure the silence in the room.

"That very thoughtful of you," she said with a half smile.

"What's wrong?" William asked. "You don't like something?"

"I just don't know if I can live alone. At least not yet. I mean anyone can just walk in here and no one would know-"

"Sweetheart, this is Stars Hollow. Nothing happens here. We don't have creeps of any sort. Everyone here knows each other; we all help each other out. No one is a stranger. Except for that Gleason kid, he seems a little strange, but not to worry, his mother has him home by 7:30 on school nights and 8 on weekends. And the inn is least than 50 feet."

"I- don't know. It's an inn with lots of tourist and vacationers."

"Listen you can stay with us until you feel comfortable on your own. We would be more than happy to have you and Rory. Luke is leaving few days after New Year's so it'll be just the three of us in the evening only."

"No, no. I'll be ok."

"Good, I promise you no will hurt you or try to hurt you anymore. That is my promise to you and you have to believe me."

She stared out the window in thought. Suddenly, she saw snowflakes starting to fall softly to the ground touching the lake they had a view of.

"Snow! This is a sign."

"A sign? I hope it's not a bad one."

"No, no it's good. I love snow, it always brings something good and it makes me feel all warm and tingly inside. I can't explain it."

"Are you sure that's not frostbite?" Luke murmured. William elbowed him in the stomach. "Hey!"

"Be nice."

"Thank you for the offer, but from tonight I'll be staying here. Thank you so much for your hospitality. You both have been a great help. Thank you for getting me on my feet."

-X-

TBC

I know I little shorter, but I thought something is better than nothing.

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