These are not my characters, I only wish they were. Thanks to ASP for creating them.
This is a fic post-season 4. It will concentrate mainly on Luke and Lorelai. I don't know how long it will wind up being or exactly where we will end up so bear with me.
We fade up from black to see Lorelai catch Rory as she falls. Rory collapses sobbing into Lorelai's arms. "What have I done?" she cries over and over. Lorelai just rubs her back and holds her baby girl just as she has done through every hurt and pain Rory has ever gone through.
"It's okay. Shhhhh. I'm right here. It will all be okay." Lorelai whispers. "No, it won't." Rory cries," You know what will happen now. The whole town will know about this by morning. I will have to live with their stares. I am the scarlet woman."
"Well, Rory, you may not want to hear this, but it's true. You will have to accept the fact that what you did was wrong. Don't interrupt me; I am not finished. You are not the only one here to blame. Dean is as much to blame as you are, and as much as I hate the fact of him taking another breath on this earth, you and he will have to talk and figure out just where you go from here. If you do truly love each other, then the two of you alone need to decide where to take this."
"I don't love him." Rory whispered. Lorelai looks at her daughter intently for a moment and then speaks, "Then you have to tell him." With that, Lorelai stands up and helps Rory to her feet. "I need to think about this. I am a rational person and I DO NOT do things like this." Rory begins to explain. "I need to go inside and think this through. Not just what I did, but what I am going to do now." Lorelai stares at her daughter and finally says, "Yes, you should. But not now. Now you need to sleep. Maybe not here, but you need to sleep." Rory stops her and says, "I can't sleep. Not after what I did. I need to think. This is going to be one major all-nighter. I have got to get things straight in my head before I can talk about them. And I can't have you here. You will make me want to talk about it, and I just can't do that right now. In fact, it may be better if I don't talk about this at all for a while."
Lorelai looks intently at her daughter and says sadly, "If that is what you need. I will be here when you finally want to talk. I guess I will see you later." Lorelai then turns and walks away sadly. Not knowing quite why, she continues walking. Not toward the Dragonfly and back to her responsibilities and people that need her. Instead she walks absently toward the one place she knows she can find solace and a shoulder. The one place she can find someone to listen to her, to be what she needs. Luke's
When she gets there and tries the door, it won't budge. Locked. Lorelai sits down on the steps and thinks,"Where is he when I need him. Oh no. Band-aids. Luke. Kirk. Naked Kirk. The Dragonfly. Luke kissed me. I kissed Luke. I KISSED LUKE. Oh my God. What is going on here. Luke isn't Luke. Rory isn't Rory. Maybe I'm not me." "Is this some kind of alternate universe?" Lorelai wonders aloud. "Coffee?" Asks a familiar voice. "Luke, don't tease me at a time like this," Lorelai says painfully. As she looks up, Luke sees the pain and confusion on her face. "Hey, what is it?" he asks as he sits down on the step beside her.
"It's Rory. I want to tell you, but I can't. I need you to understand how much I need to talk to someone, but I can't betray Rory's trust. More than anything, I just want you to be Luke. To just understand without saying anything and most of all, I need coffee." Lorelai said breathlessly. "Well, if it's coffee you need, then coffee you shall have." Luke said taking her hands and helping her up. "Come on inside and I will get the coffee started. Then we can talk about anything, or nothing. Whatever you want."
"Luke, you don't like to talk about nothing. It annoys you. Remember?" Lorelai asked. Luke looked right into her eyes and said, "Yes it does, but if it is what you need, then that is what I will do. I will talk about how they made such a fuss over voting for a new color M&M just to take it out again. I will talk about how you can't eat half a bag of chips because then the other half gets jealous they didn't get picked. I will talk about anything you want as long as I can make you smile, even for a second."
Lorelai returned his gaze and said, "From the man who grunts to get his point across, that came out rather well." As Luke rolled his eyes, she reached across the counter and covered his hand with hers. "I mean it. That was so nice. But this is what I mean when I was rambling about an alternate universe. Even you are not you. You are this guy; this incredibly cute, sensitive, sweet guy. You bring me flowers, you say nice things, you even kissed me." "You kissed me too." Luke interrupts with a sheepish grin. "And maybe I have always been like that, except for the bringing flowers thing, that was a first; but you have never tried to find out." "Well, who knew what I was missing?" Lorelai remarked with a huge grin. "See, there's the smile I was talking about." Luke said grinning at her. "Coffee's ready," he said as he poured her a cup. "Mmmmmm," Lorelai remarked as she sipped her coffee, "Perfect end to a not totally, but partially perfect night." "Look at it this way," Luke began, "At the very least it is a night to remember." Lorelai held up her mug to toast Luke, smiled and said, "To many more nights to remember."
This is a fic post-season 4. It will concentrate mainly on Luke and Lorelai. I don't know how long it will wind up being or exactly where we will end up so bear with me.
We fade up from black to see Lorelai catch Rory as she falls. Rory collapses sobbing into Lorelai's arms. "What have I done?" she cries over and over. Lorelai just rubs her back and holds her baby girl just as she has done through every hurt and pain Rory has ever gone through.
"It's okay. Shhhhh. I'm right here. It will all be okay." Lorelai whispers. "No, it won't." Rory cries," You know what will happen now. The whole town will know about this by morning. I will have to live with their stares. I am the scarlet woman."
"Well, Rory, you may not want to hear this, but it's true. You will have to accept the fact that what you did was wrong. Don't interrupt me; I am not finished. You are not the only one here to blame. Dean is as much to blame as you are, and as much as I hate the fact of him taking another breath on this earth, you and he will have to talk and figure out just where you go from here. If you do truly love each other, then the two of you alone need to decide where to take this."
"I don't love him." Rory whispered. Lorelai looks at her daughter intently for a moment and then speaks, "Then you have to tell him." With that, Lorelai stands up and helps Rory to her feet. "I need to think about this. I am a rational person and I DO NOT do things like this." Rory begins to explain. "I need to go inside and think this through. Not just what I did, but what I am going to do now." Lorelai stares at her daughter and finally says, "Yes, you should. But not now. Now you need to sleep. Maybe not here, but you need to sleep." Rory stops her and says, "I can't sleep. Not after what I did. I need to think. This is going to be one major all-nighter. I have got to get things straight in my head before I can talk about them. And I can't have you here. You will make me want to talk about it, and I just can't do that right now. In fact, it may be better if I don't talk about this at all for a while."
Lorelai looks intently at her daughter and says sadly, "If that is what you need. I will be here when you finally want to talk. I guess I will see you later." Lorelai then turns and walks away sadly. Not knowing quite why, she continues walking. Not toward the Dragonfly and back to her responsibilities and people that need her. Instead she walks absently toward the one place she knows she can find solace and a shoulder. The one place she can find someone to listen to her, to be what she needs. Luke's
When she gets there and tries the door, it won't budge. Locked. Lorelai sits down on the steps and thinks,"Where is he when I need him. Oh no. Band-aids. Luke. Kirk. Naked Kirk. The Dragonfly. Luke kissed me. I kissed Luke. I KISSED LUKE. Oh my God. What is going on here. Luke isn't Luke. Rory isn't Rory. Maybe I'm not me." "Is this some kind of alternate universe?" Lorelai wonders aloud. "Coffee?" Asks a familiar voice. "Luke, don't tease me at a time like this," Lorelai says painfully. As she looks up, Luke sees the pain and confusion on her face. "Hey, what is it?" he asks as he sits down on the step beside her.
"It's Rory. I want to tell you, but I can't. I need you to understand how much I need to talk to someone, but I can't betray Rory's trust. More than anything, I just want you to be Luke. To just understand without saying anything and most of all, I need coffee." Lorelai said breathlessly. "Well, if it's coffee you need, then coffee you shall have." Luke said taking her hands and helping her up. "Come on inside and I will get the coffee started. Then we can talk about anything, or nothing. Whatever you want."
"Luke, you don't like to talk about nothing. It annoys you. Remember?" Lorelai asked. Luke looked right into her eyes and said, "Yes it does, but if it is what you need, then that is what I will do. I will talk about how they made such a fuss over voting for a new color M&M just to take it out again. I will talk about how you can't eat half a bag of chips because then the other half gets jealous they didn't get picked. I will talk about anything you want as long as I can make you smile, even for a second."
Lorelai returned his gaze and said, "From the man who grunts to get his point across, that came out rather well." As Luke rolled his eyes, she reached across the counter and covered his hand with hers. "I mean it. That was so nice. But this is what I mean when I was rambling about an alternate universe. Even you are not you. You are this guy; this incredibly cute, sensitive, sweet guy. You bring me flowers, you say nice things, you even kissed me." "You kissed me too." Luke interrupts with a sheepish grin. "And maybe I have always been like that, except for the bringing flowers thing, that was a first; but you have never tried to find out." "Well, who knew what I was missing?" Lorelai remarked with a huge grin. "See, there's the smile I was talking about." Luke said grinning at her. "Coffee's ready," he said as he poured her a cup. "Mmmmmm," Lorelai remarked as she sipped her coffee, "Perfect end to a not totally, but partially perfect night." "Look at it this way," Luke began, "At the very least it is a night to remember." Lorelai held up her mug to toast Luke, smiled and said, "To many more nights to remember."