Two Guys and Two Gilmores
Written By - Fiana Muhlberger
Pairing: - L/L and R/J
Disclaimer - I do not own Gilmore Girls, the WB does.
A/N - Takes place the day after "It Should've Been Lorelai".
The day after Christopher's out burst, Lorelai walked into the diner, looking like someone had just chewed up her heart and spit it out. She couldn't get the fight she had with Christopher out of her mind. She couldn't stop thinking about all of the faces watching her, staring at her, wondering what had happened. She sat down on a stool at the counter, looking uneasy and crestfallen. Nobody was staring now, but she felt as if all eyes were focused on her.
"Hey.", said a familiar voice. It was Luke. She broke out of her paranoid trance and looked up at him.
"Oh, hi."
"Coffee?", he asked.
"Yeah, sure.", she answered him sadly. He knew immediately that something was definitely bothering her, she wasn't excited enough about the coffee.
"You okay?", Luke asked soothingly while placing the coffee in front of her.
"I guess."
After a short silence, Luke spoke.
"Listen, I know it's none of my business, but what was going on yesterday? You know, with that guy?"
"Oh, that was Rory's dad. You met him."
"Oh yeah.", he said, sounding uncomfortable.
"Yeah.", Lorelai repeated his words sadly.
"What was his problem?"
"I just told him something and he totally took it the wrong way."
"It couldn't have been that bad that he had to scream at you like that."
"It wasn't. I don't think." She looked down at her coffee and stared at it blankly. She continued, "My life has been so screwed up lately." She told him, looking depressed. She was thinking about Christopher, her mom, and the whole Rory/Dean/Jess thing.
"Well, uh, just remember, if you ever need to talk or anything, you know where to find me." He tried his best to remain monotonous and unfeeling, but she knew that he really was being sweet.
"I'll remember that, thanks.", she answered him, sincerely.
They exchanged warm smiles and she left the diner feeling a little better then before. She walked into her house and plopped her body onto the couch. Rory came into the living room and noticed her mom, looking a bit better.
"Hi mom."
"Hey sweets."
"Where'd you go?"
"Just to the diner. I had some coffee."
"Oh, so that's why you feel better. Coffee has now gained dominance over your emotions." she teased her mom.
"Yeah, I guess.", Lorelai said quietly while smiling lightly.
"Hey, I'm sorry about what happened yesterday."
"No, it's not your fault, it's my own fault."
"No, mom, it's not."
"Ugh, how could I be so stupid?" She smacked her forehead with the palm of her hand. "Ow!"
"Mom, your not stupid. You know that."
Lorelai replied by sighing heavily and sinking back into the couch cushions.
"Am I still allowed to call Dad?" Rory asked her mom quietly.
"Of course. We'll be okay, sweetie I promise."
"Okay. So, I'm gonna go to Lane's."
"Have fun." She smiled at her daughter reassuringly.
After Rory left the house, Lorelai laid herself down on the couch and cried herself to sleep. After about twenty minutes, a person moving about her house awoke her.
"Who's there!?" She yelled loudly, alarmed.
"Relax, it's just me.", said a voice that sounded a lot like Luke's.
"Luke?"
"Yeah?"
She saw him appear from behind the couch and smiled up at him.
"Sorry, I just came over to get my toolbox, I left it here again." he explained.
"Oh, okay. No problem."
"So, have you and Rory been having conversations with it, like you did last time?" He smiled to himself when he remembered that day.
"No, I actually didn't even know it was here."
"You haven't been your happy self lately, what's wrong?" He asked as he came over towards the couch and sat down beside her. He looked at her closely and noticed a few tears inching their way down her face.
"Hey.", he said softly, "What's the matter?" He rested his hand on her shoulder.
"Everything, Luke, everything." With that, she started to really cry hard, making loud sniffling noises and burying her sad face in her hands. Without any words, just a deep breath, Luke wrapped her up into his arms so she could cry against his chest. His hands slid gently behind her back, holding her and hugging her. She held onto his shirt very tightly, as if she would die if she didn't have him there to support her. He combed her hair with his fingers, massaging her scalp, trying to calm her down. His eyes were also teary because he hated to see her so sad.
"Oh, Luke. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." She told him while wiping her eyes with her sleeve.
"It's alright, don't worry."
After a moment or two went by, she looked like she was finally ready to talk.
"What's going on?" Luke asked her, quietly.
She wiped her eyes again and lifted her head up from his chest.
"Well, my life has been so crazy lately."
"How?"
"That thing with Christopher made me so sad and I'm also worried about Rory."
"What did you say to him?"
"Chris? Oh, I just told him that I'm finally ready to move on, now that he's with Sherrie, and he thought that I was blaming him for all my failed relationships. Also, my mom is mad at me for letting Rory go out with Sherrie. Plus, Sherrie obviously doesn't wanna get to know me, only Rory, not me at all. And I'm worried about Rory and Dean."
"Why? What did he do to her now?", Luke asked, frustrated, remembering how Dean was so upset when Rory wasn't ready to say 'I love you'.
"He didn't do anything, you don't have to go hunt him down.", Luke blushed remembering how he attacked Dean that day at the diner.
Lorelai continued, "It's uh, Rory actually."
"Rory?", Luke repeated, surprised.
"Yeah. She's been pretty distant from him lately and I don't know what's going on."
"Well, you trust her right? She's a smart girl." Luke said, smiling at her.
"Yeah, she is."
"So, I wouldn't worry about this, okay?", He said while smiling warmly.
She smiled back at him, equally as sweet.
"Yeah, okay." She agreed.
"And Christopher will come around and apologize to you soon enough."
"Yeah, you're probably right."
He looked into her eyes lovingly for a moment, then quickly turned his head back so he was looking at the floor, almost shamefully.
"Thanks for coming over, Luke." She thanked him, sincerely.
"Your welcome. I'm sorry I woke you up."
"I'm not." She flashed him a genuine smile. Luke's face turned beet red when she said that.
"Oh, well, me too."
"I feel so much better now. You can actually be remotely kind when you wanna be." She smiled jokingly at him. "Hey, I'm just kidding, Luke. Thanks."
"I know. So, I'm gonna go get that toolbox."
"Okay, I'll see you later."
"Good. Feel better, okay?"
"I will, don't worry."
He grabbed his toolbox and turned around again, facing her.
"Okay, so , good-bye." He said finally.
"Bye Luke! Bye Bert!" She said, cheerfully.
"Bye." He said in his usual unfeeling, annoyed manner, but he was smiling. he walked back to the diner feeling happy that he had helped her and also because maybe she was starting to see him as more then just the friend- coffee-diner-guy.
The next night, Rory and Dean were walking home from the movies. They strolled through the streets of Stars Hollow, hands linked in each other's.
"That movie really stunk." He told Rory in the midst of boredom. "Rory, next time let ME pick what we're gonna see."
"Okay, so it wasn't the greatest movie known to man, it was still better then seeing Lord of the Rings over and over and over again." She retorted.
"Hey listen, your the one who said you could see it a million times."
"Dean, that's just an expression. Yes, it's true to a certain extent, but for once I wanted to see a movie that I picked out."
"Well, I guess we don't have the same taste then,"
"I guess not."
They walked up to Dean's front door and kissed briefly, neither one enjoying it much. They looked cranky and hostile, but exchanged artificial pleasantries and phony smiles before he went inside. Rory started to walk home, passing Lane's and Miss. Patty's, but when she got to Luke's she saw Jess. he was sitting in the empty diner, playing solitaire at one of the tables. She smiled to herself and tapped lightly on the door. When he saw her, he got up and let her in.
"Hey, what are you doing here? I thought you'd be out with Dean-Dean the bag-filling drama queen."
"Luke has trained you well."
"Yeah. But, he did have me promise that I won't bash his face in, so there's still a small amount of work to be done."
"True."
Jess looked at Rory, standing in the doorway area.
"So, what are you doing here, anyway?" He asked her.
"Oh, I was just walking around and I saw you all alone in the diner, so I just wanted to come in and say hi."
"Hi."
"Hi."
Rory sat down at a table with Jess and they talked until Rory had to go home. They shared another smile together as she walked out into the semi- chilly spring air.
Lorelai heard Rory come in through the front door. Lorelai was laying on her bed, thinking about things. She was contemplating her relationship with Luke. She knew something special had happened between them last night. He made her feel different. He gave her a feeling inside that nobody has ever given her before. Not Max, not Christopher. Nobody---but Luke. In a sudden realization about her feelings for Luke, she began crying lightly against her pillows. They were happy tears, of course. She didn't know how to go about telling him how she felt, but she knew she had to, and soon.
A week after Lorelai realized her feelings for Luke, she decided to finally confront him about it. She walked into Luke's and slid onto a stool at the counter. She spotted Luke coming downstairs from his apartment.
"Hey, Luke." She said, nervously.
"Hey."
"Coffee?" She asked him, with a glint of hopefulness in her eyes.
"Okay, but your only getting one cup today."
"You are an evil, evil man."
"So I've been told."
"By who?" She asked.
"Numerous sources."
"Do they all consist of me?"
"Of course." He said, smiling but trying to hide it, while he brought her coffee and placed it in front of her.
"Ah. Happiness has arrived."
"Sick."
She slowly sipped her drink while she thought about her real reason for going there that morning.
"So, Luke, are you busy tonight?"
"Uh, no. Why?"
"Well, Rory's sleeping over Lane's tonight and I thought, since I was gonna be all alone, if you'd like to come over for a movie night."
"With you?" He asked, as though he didn't decipher what she had just said.
"No, The Clinton's. Yes, with me."
"Like a date?"
"No, not a date. Just a movie night, that's all."
His heart sank and a look of disappointment spread across his face. He loved her so much and had only dreamed of the day that she would ask him out.
"Oh, well, unless you want it to be date." Lorelai said, noticing the look on his face.
"Well, sure. Okay."
"Great."
"What time?"
"Seven's good."
"Seven it is then." He said, smiling again.
"Great. See you at seven."
She turned around and gathered her things up, ready to leave the diner until he tapped her on the shoulder.
"Hey. Uh, are you sure you wanna do this? I mean, won't it be kinda weird, for us?" He sounded concerned and nervous.
"Yeah, I'm sure. And it shouldn't be weird, it'll just be a casual hanging- out night, I promise. It'll be fine. Don't sweat it, okay?"
"Okay. I'll see you tonight then."
"Bye."
"Bye, Lorelai."
He watched her leave with a lump in his throat. He was incredibly happy and anxious at the same time. He was actually going to go on a date with the woman he's had a crush on for years and years. As he wiped the counter for the millionth time that day, a genuine smile spread wide across his face.
Written By - Fiana Muhlberger
Pairing: - L/L and R/J
Disclaimer - I do not own Gilmore Girls, the WB does.
A/N - Takes place the day after "It Should've Been Lorelai".
The day after Christopher's out burst, Lorelai walked into the diner, looking like someone had just chewed up her heart and spit it out. She couldn't get the fight she had with Christopher out of her mind. She couldn't stop thinking about all of the faces watching her, staring at her, wondering what had happened. She sat down on a stool at the counter, looking uneasy and crestfallen. Nobody was staring now, but she felt as if all eyes were focused on her.
"Hey.", said a familiar voice. It was Luke. She broke out of her paranoid trance and looked up at him.
"Oh, hi."
"Coffee?", he asked.
"Yeah, sure.", she answered him sadly. He knew immediately that something was definitely bothering her, she wasn't excited enough about the coffee.
"You okay?", Luke asked soothingly while placing the coffee in front of her.
"I guess."
After a short silence, Luke spoke.
"Listen, I know it's none of my business, but what was going on yesterday? You know, with that guy?"
"Oh, that was Rory's dad. You met him."
"Oh yeah.", he said, sounding uncomfortable.
"Yeah.", Lorelai repeated his words sadly.
"What was his problem?"
"I just told him something and he totally took it the wrong way."
"It couldn't have been that bad that he had to scream at you like that."
"It wasn't. I don't think." She looked down at her coffee and stared at it blankly. She continued, "My life has been so screwed up lately." She told him, looking depressed. She was thinking about Christopher, her mom, and the whole Rory/Dean/Jess thing.
"Well, uh, just remember, if you ever need to talk or anything, you know where to find me." He tried his best to remain monotonous and unfeeling, but she knew that he really was being sweet.
"I'll remember that, thanks.", she answered him, sincerely.
They exchanged warm smiles and she left the diner feeling a little better then before. She walked into her house and plopped her body onto the couch. Rory came into the living room and noticed her mom, looking a bit better.
"Hi mom."
"Hey sweets."
"Where'd you go?"
"Just to the diner. I had some coffee."
"Oh, so that's why you feel better. Coffee has now gained dominance over your emotions." she teased her mom.
"Yeah, I guess.", Lorelai said quietly while smiling lightly.
"Hey, I'm sorry about what happened yesterday."
"No, it's not your fault, it's my own fault."
"No, mom, it's not."
"Ugh, how could I be so stupid?" She smacked her forehead with the palm of her hand. "Ow!"
"Mom, your not stupid. You know that."
Lorelai replied by sighing heavily and sinking back into the couch cushions.
"Am I still allowed to call Dad?" Rory asked her mom quietly.
"Of course. We'll be okay, sweetie I promise."
"Okay. So, I'm gonna go to Lane's."
"Have fun." She smiled at her daughter reassuringly.
After Rory left the house, Lorelai laid herself down on the couch and cried herself to sleep. After about twenty minutes, a person moving about her house awoke her.
"Who's there!?" She yelled loudly, alarmed.
"Relax, it's just me.", said a voice that sounded a lot like Luke's.
"Luke?"
"Yeah?"
She saw him appear from behind the couch and smiled up at him.
"Sorry, I just came over to get my toolbox, I left it here again." he explained.
"Oh, okay. No problem."
"So, have you and Rory been having conversations with it, like you did last time?" He smiled to himself when he remembered that day.
"No, I actually didn't even know it was here."
"You haven't been your happy self lately, what's wrong?" He asked as he came over towards the couch and sat down beside her. He looked at her closely and noticed a few tears inching their way down her face.
"Hey.", he said softly, "What's the matter?" He rested his hand on her shoulder.
"Everything, Luke, everything." With that, she started to really cry hard, making loud sniffling noises and burying her sad face in her hands. Without any words, just a deep breath, Luke wrapped her up into his arms so she could cry against his chest. His hands slid gently behind her back, holding her and hugging her. She held onto his shirt very tightly, as if she would die if she didn't have him there to support her. He combed her hair with his fingers, massaging her scalp, trying to calm her down. His eyes were also teary because he hated to see her so sad.
"Oh, Luke. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." She told him while wiping her eyes with her sleeve.
"It's alright, don't worry."
After a moment or two went by, she looked like she was finally ready to talk.
"What's going on?" Luke asked her, quietly.
She wiped her eyes again and lifted her head up from his chest.
"Well, my life has been so crazy lately."
"How?"
"That thing with Christopher made me so sad and I'm also worried about Rory."
"What did you say to him?"
"Chris? Oh, I just told him that I'm finally ready to move on, now that he's with Sherrie, and he thought that I was blaming him for all my failed relationships. Also, my mom is mad at me for letting Rory go out with Sherrie. Plus, Sherrie obviously doesn't wanna get to know me, only Rory, not me at all. And I'm worried about Rory and Dean."
"Why? What did he do to her now?", Luke asked, frustrated, remembering how Dean was so upset when Rory wasn't ready to say 'I love you'.
"He didn't do anything, you don't have to go hunt him down.", Luke blushed remembering how he attacked Dean that day at the diner.
Lorelai continued, "It's uh, Rory actually."
"Rory?", Luke repeated, surprised.
"Yeah. She's been pretty distant from him lately and I don't know what's going on."
"Well, you trust her right? She's a smart girl." Luke said, smiling at her.
"Yeah, she is."
"So, I wouldn't worry about this, okay?", He said while smiling warmly.
She smiled back at him, equally as sweet.
"Yeah, okay." She agreed.
"And Christopher will come around and apologize to you soon enough."
"Yeah, you're probably right."
He looked into her eyes lovingly for a moment, then quickly turned his head back so he was looking at the floor, almost shamefully.
"Thanks for coming over, Luke." She thanked him, sincerely.
"Your welcome. I'm sorry I woke you up."
"I'm not." She flashed him a genuine smile. Luke's face turned beet red when she said that.
"Oh, well, me too."
"I feel so much better now. You can actually be remotely kind when you wanna be." She smiled jokingly at him. "Hey, I'm just kidding, Luke. Thanks."
"I know. So, I'm gonna go get that toolbox."
"Okay, I'll see you later."
"Good. Feel better, okay?"
"I will, don't worry."
He grabbed his toolbox and turned around again, facing her.
"Okay, so , good-bye." He said finally.
"Bye Luke! Bye Bert!" She said, cheerfully.
"Bye." He said in his usual unfeeling, annoyed manner, but he was smiling. he walked back to the diner feeling happy that he had helped her and also because maybe she was starting to see him as more then just the friend- coffee-diner-guy.
The next night, Rory and Dean were walking home from the movies. They strolled through the streets of Stars Hollow, hands linked in each other's.
"That movie really stunk." He told Rory in the midst of boredom. "Rory, next time let ME pick what we're gonna see."
"Okay, so it wasn't the greatest movie known to man, it was still better then seeing Lord of the Rings over and over and over again." She retorted.
"Hey listen, your the one who said you could see it a million times."
"Dean, that's just an expression. Yes, it's true to a certain extent, but for once I wanted to see a movie that I picked out."
"Well, I guess we don't have the same taste then,"
"I guess not."
They walked up to Dean's front door and kissed briefly, neither one enjoying it much. They looked cranky and hostile, but exchanged artificial pleasantries and phony smiles before he went inside. Rory started to walk home, passing Lane's and Miss. Patty's, but when she got to Luke's she saw Jess. he was sitting in the empty diner, playing solitaire at one of the tables. She smiled to herself and tapped lightly on the door. When he saw her, he got up and let her in.
"Hey, what are you doing here? I thought you'd be out with Dean-Dean the bag-filling drama queen."
"Luke has trained you well."
"Yeah. But, he did have me promise that I won't bash his face in, so there's still a small amount of work to be done."
"True."
Jess looked at Rory, standing in the doorway area.
"So, what are you doing here, anyway?" He asked her.
"Oh, I was just walking around and I saw you all alone in the diner, so I just wanted to come in and say hi."
"Hi."
"Hi."
Rory sat down at a table with Jess and they talked until Rory had to go home. They shared another smile together as she walked out into the semi- chilly spring air.
Lorelai heard Rory come in through the front door. Lorelai was laying on her bed, thinking about things. She was contemplating her relationship with Luke. She knew something special had happened between them last night. He made her feel different. He gave her a feeling inside that nobody has ever given her before. Not Max, not Christopher. Nobody---but Luke. In a sudden realization about her feelings for Luke, she began crying lightly against her pillows. They were happy tears, of course. She didn't know how to go about telling him how she felt, but she knew she had to, and soon.
A week after Lorelai realized her feelings for Luke, she decided to finally confront him about it. She walked into Luke's and slid onto a stool at the counter. She spotted Luke coming downstairs from his apartment.
"Hey, Luke." She said, nervously.
"Hey."
"Coffee?" She asked him, with a glint of hopefulness in her eyes.
"Okay, but your only getting one cup today."
"You are an evil, evil man."
"So I've been told."
"By who?" She asked.
"Numerous sources."
"Do they all consist of me?"
"Of course." He said, smiling but trying to hide it, while he brought her coffee and placed it in front of her.
"Ah. Happiness has arrived."
"Sick."
She slowly sipped her drink while she thought about her real reason for going there that morning.
"So, Luke, are you busy tonight?"
"Uh, no. Why?"
"Well, Rory's sleeping over Lane's tonight and I thought, since I was gonna be all alone, if you'd like to come over for a movie night."
"With you?" He asked, as though he didn't decipher what she had just said.
"No, The Clinton's. Yes, with me."
"Like a date?"
"No, not a date. Just a movie night, that's all."
His heart sank and a look of disappointment spread across his face. He loved her so much and had only dreamed of the day that she would ask him out.
"Oh, well, unless you want it to be date." Lorelai said, noticing the look on his face.
"Well, sure. Okay."
"Great."
"What time?"
"Seven's good."
"Seven it is then." He said, smiling again.
"Great. See you at seven."
She turned around and gathered her things up, ready to leave the diner until he tapped her on the shoulder.
"Hey. Uh, are you sure you wanna do this? I mean, won't it be kinda weird, for us?" He sounded concerned and nervous.
"Yeah, I'm sure. And it shouldn't be weird, it'll just be a casual hanging- out night, I promise. It'll be fine. Don't sweat it, okay?"
"Okay. I'll see you tonight then."
"Bye."
"Bye, Lorelai."
He watched her leave with a lump in his throat. He was incredibly happy and anxious at the same time. He was actually going to go on a date with the woman he's had a crush on for years and years. As he wiped the counter for the millionth time that day, a genuine smile spread wide across his face.