TITLE: "The Mariano Effect"
NAME -Sandra aka Lukerules
E-MAIL [email protected]
SPOILERS - Up to the scene in "Goodnight Gracie" where Jimmy runs out of the diner to avoid Luke (except he doesn't leave his wallet behind this time)
SUMMARY - Gilmore Girls Adult Fan fiction challenge. Bear with me, I'm not used to doing point-of-view stories. So if you have any **constructive** criticism, please share it with me. Thanks!
RATING - R
CONTENT -For mature adults. If you aren't a mature adult, then for Pete's sake, don't read it! And if you're stupid/immature enough to read it anyway, don't complain about it! You were told not to read it if you can't handle it, so don't ruin it for those of us who are mature!
PAIRING OR CHARACTER - Lorelai/Jimmy Mariano
DISCLAIMER -I don't own the characters (pout) -the WB, Amy Sherman- Palladino, everyone else does. And yes, Jimmy is definitely yummy (DILF), but I would never choose him over LUKE!
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Chapter One
Jimmy's P.O.V.
I had to get the hell out of there. That's all I need is to have to deal with Luke right in front of Jess, especially when Jess doesn't even know who I am. I was hoping Luke wouldn't recognize me. Geez, it's been 17 years since I walked out on his sister and my son, I must look different, and anyways, it's not like he's expecting me to waltz in here to say hello. But.maybe Liz called Luke to warn him that I called to find out about Jess. She was less-than-thrilled to even talk to me, but she could never resist my charm and eventually told me about Jess and why he was with his uncle and not with her anymore.
I had been sitting there for over an hour, just watching him. I can't believe how much he's like me. He's got his uncle's temper, though, I can tell right away. And when Luke walked in and lectured him, I felt a pang in my heart. That should have been ME to lecture my son. What right does Luke have to treat him like he was HIS son? Yeah, well, it's not like I've got any rights when it comes to Jess. Hell, I didn't even give him that name. I wasn't around long enough to even do that. It was Liz. And Luke. Now Luke's taking care of him.
I just had to see him. I'm finally getting my shit together and I realize that he's the one missing piece of the puzzle. I have no idea how he's going to react to me, shit, he probably hates me so much that he wouldn't even try. If he's anything like me, and by the looks of it, he's EXACTLY like me, he isn't going to want to hold hands and skip off into the sunset with me.
I ran out of the diner as fast as I could, and ran smack into the most gorgeous creature I've seen in a long, long time. She was tall and thin, with wavy dark hair and crystal blue eyes. Her purse had flown out of her hands onto the sidewalk. My reflexes were pretty sharp this morning (I guess it's from all the coffee I had just consumed) and my arms encircled her waist almost immediately upon impact, keeping her from falling much like her purse.
"Geez! I'm so sorry," I managed to stammer, still holding her in my arms, and I gave her a smile. She smiled back at me. Wow, a gorgeous mega-watt smile that just about brought me to my knees. Damn, she's fine. And she smells good. Who cares about Sasha right now, she's all the way in California. I hesitated to let go of her, but do so anyway.
"No problem," she replied, piercing my eyes with hers. "I haven't had a total stranger collide into me all week," she said with a sarcastic smirk.
"Oh, sorry. Well, my name is..Jim," I hesitated to give her my name. I have to be careful. I don't know her, and what if she's involved with Luke or something and would make the connection with me and Jess?
"Lorelai," she stated simply, holding out her hand. I shook it. What a great name. Unusual. Exotic.
"Well then, Lorelai, now we're not strangers anymore, are we?" I smiled at her, pouring on my finely-tuned Mariano charm.
She invites me for coffee. In THERE. I want to get to know her, but not in THERE. I ask her about finding a place to stay. She blushes. Hmm. She runs an inn nearby. How convenient. She asks me why I'm here, 'business or pleasure'? I'd like to think pleasure, considering my thoughts of confronting Jess and Luke have escaped me for the moment and are focused on this vixen in front of me. Pleasure, definitely pleasure.
"So how about having a drink with me later? That is, unless you only do coffee," I ask.
"I'd love to have a drink with you! That would be great, really great. Actually, the inn has a cocktail hour and I'll already be there, and if you stay there, then we'll both already be there, so." she rambled.
"Sounds great. I'll come looking for you around 5 then?" I ask. Things are looking up in this little town. This trip might not be so bad after all.
"Okay, I'll see you then. Bye, Jim," she says and disappears into the diner. I check my watch. It'll be a long time until 5 o'clock.
Lorelai's P.O.V.
There I am, on my way to Luke's and BAM! This guy who is leaving the diner smashes right into me, knocking my purse out of my hands and practically knocks me over. But his arms are around me in a second to keep me from falling. I look at his face. He apologizes, at least I think he did; I was so mesmerized by him. This guy was totally hot. He reminds me a little of Christopher. He's got that dangerous look about him, this irresistible smoky sexual charisma.
I smile, trying to be cool and not let him know that I was undressing him in my mind. I made some silly joke about colliding into a stranger and he told me his name. Jim. Nice, simple, uncomplicated. He remarks that now we aren't strangers anymore. Then he smiles at me, this amazingly sexy smile makes me tingle from the top of my head to my toes.
Yet there is something vaguely familiar and disturbing about this stranger, I just can't place it. I mean, damn, he's gorgeous, there is no doubt about that. Long lean limbs, a killer smile, bright twinkling eyes, and blondish-brown sexy bed-hair that is making me think dirty thoughts about things to do to him to get his hair that way. Stop it, Lorelai! Stop thinking that way about this guy!
"So, how about a cup of coffee?" I offer him, motioning to the diner, even though he was just coming out of it. He looked over his shoulder, warily.
"Um, no, no thanks, I've already had some. But, hey, I just got into town, can you recommend someplace I can stay?" he asked. My heart was racing as I envision him at the Inn, stretched out on a bed, then I enter to do the 'turn down' service, and he's just lying there with that smile..oh God, stop thinking about him like that!
"Well, I run the Independence Inn, it's not far from here, I'm sure we have a room available, if you're interested? Are you here for business or pleasure?" I ask and immediately blush, thinking of pleasuring him.
"Pleasure, definitely," he answers, staring straight at me, and I feel myself blush even more deeply, but I try to maintain eye contact. He asks me out for a drink and I find myself rambling away about cocktail hour at the inn. Thank God I caved to Michel and we decided to B&B-the inn with these meet-and-greet cocktail hour things until we can get up-and-running again. I look at my watch as I enter the diner. Damn, it'll be forever until 5 o'clock.
"Lorelai, darling, who was that delicious man you were talking to outside?" Miss Patty asks as I take a seat at the counter. Babbette, who is sitting with Miss Patty, is still looking out the window at his retreating form. Luke eyes me suspiciously.
"Oh, just some guy I met. We're getting together for a drink later," I tried to say non-chalantly. Luke hesitated at the coffee machine with his back to them, trying to not look like he was listening to the conversation.
"Oooo! He works fast! Too bad you got to him first!" Miss Patty hissed. "So, where are you meeting him for this drink, dear?"
I hesitated. The last thing I need is half the town showing up to see me with this guy. "Oh, I don't know, he's staying at the inn so we're meeting there and then we'll decide," I said coolly. Maybe that will throw her off. If I didn't think it would start the rumor mill in high gear, I'd mention that we were going to have a drink in his room. But that's pretty presumptuous even on my part to think that. Actually, no. I think he'd be fine with that. Why am I already making assumptions about him?
"Well, we'll expect a FULL report on him tomorrow, sugar!" Babette said as they both glided out of the diner. I just shook my head in disbelief.
"What was that all about?" Luke asked, startling me.
"Huh? What was what about?" I repeated. I know it bugs him when I do that.
"You're going out with some guy you just met outside on the sidewalk?" he asked, looking annoyed.
I smiled. "I'm just having a drink with him, Luke, no big deal." He looks irritated at me. Oh great, here comes the lecture.
"Lorelai, you don't know anything about this guy! How do you know he's not a rapist? Or some lunatic that plans on kidnapping you and killing you?" The veins in his neck are sticking out, oh yeah, he's pissed off.
I stood up and put my hands on my hips. "You know Luke, I'm a big girl now, and I can go out with whoever I like. His name is Jim, and no, I don't know his last name. He seems pretty non-rapist and non-murderer like. But I guess I'll just have to bring my mace along, just in case. We'll be in a public space at the inn, so it's not like there won't be a million people around constantly interrupting us anyway, which will make his rape or murder plans pretty moot!" I said a little more strong than I wanted. I pulled some money out of my purse and set it on the counter.
"See you later, Luke, unless I get killed by my date," I winked and walked out the door. When I got outside, I let out a sigh. Geesh, why does he get so weird sometimes?
**End of Chapter One**
So what do y'all think so far? Are they all in character? I'm giving Jimmy a little more depth - and as always, I'm giving him the benefit of the doubt (that he has straightened his life out and wants to make amends)
Chapter Two - the Independence Inn
NAME -Sandra aka Lukerules
E-MAIL [email protected]
SPOILERS - Up to the scene in "Goodnight Gracie" where Jimmy runs out of the diner to avoid Luke (except he doesn't leave his wallet behind this time)
SUMMARY - Gilmore Girls Adult Fan fiction challenge. Bear with me, I'm not used to doing point-of-view stories. So if you have any **constructive** criticism, please share it with me. Thanks!
RATING - R
CONTENT -For mature adults. If you aren't a mature adult, then for Pete's sake, don't read it! And if you're stupid/immature enough to read it anyway, don't complain about it! You were told not to read it if you can't handle it, so don't ruin it for those of us who are mature!
PAIRING OR CHARACTER - Lorelai/Jimmy Mariano
DISCLAIMER -I don't own the characters (pout) -the WB, Amy Sherman- Palladino, everyone else does. And yes, Jimmy is definitely yummy (DILF), but I would never choose him over LUKE!
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Chapter One
Jimmy's P.O.V.
I had to get the hell out of there. That's all I need is to have to deal with Luke right in front of Jess, especially when Jess doesn't even know who I am. I was hoping Luke wouldn't recognize me. Geez, it's been 17 years since I walked out on his sister and my son, I must look different, and anyways, it's not like he's expecting me to waltz in here to say hello. But.maybe Liz called Luke to warn him that I called to find out about Jess. She was less-than-thrilled to even talk to me, but she could never resist my charm and eventually told me about Jess and why he was with his uncle and not with her anymore.
I had been sitting there for over an hour, just watching him. I can't believe how much he's like me. He's got his uncle's temper, though, I can tell right away. And when Luke walked in and lectured him, I felt a pang in my heart. That should have been ME to lecture my son. What right does Luke have to treat him like he was HIS son? Yeah, well, it's not like I've got any rights when it comes to Jess. Hell, I didn't even give him that name. I wasn't around long enough to even do that. It was Liz. And Luke. Now Luke's taking care of him.
I just had to see him. I'm finally getting my shit together and I realize that he's the one missing piece of the puzzle. I have no idea how he's going to react to me, shit, he probably hates me so much that he wouldn't even try. If he's anything like me, and by the looks of it, he's EXACTLY like me, he isn't going to want to hold hands and skip off into the sunset with me.
I ran out of the diner as fast as I could, and ran smack into the most gorgeous creature I've seen in a long, long time. She was tall and thin, with wavy dark hair and crystal blue eyes. Her purse had flown out of her hands onto the sidewalk. My reflexes were pretty sharp this morning (I guess it's from all the coffee I had just consumed) and my arms encircled her waist almost immediately upon impact, keeping her from falling much like her purse.
"Geez! I'm so sorry," I managed to stammer, still holding her in my arms, and I gave her a smile. She smiled back at me. Wow, a gorgeous mega-watt smile that just about brought me to my knees. Damn, she's fine. And she smells good. Who cares about Sasha right now, she's all the way in California. I hesitated to let go of her, but do so anyway.
"No problem," she replied, piercing my eyes with hers. "I haven't had a total stranger collide into me all week," she said with a sarcastic smirk.
"Oh, sorry. Well, my name is..Jim," I hesitated to give her my name. I have to be careful. I don't know her, and what if she's involved with Luke or something and would make the connection with me and Jess?
"Lorelai," she stated simply, holding out her hand. I shook it. What a great name. Unusual. Exotic.
"Well then, Lorelai, now we're not strangers anymore, are we?" I smiled at her, pouring on my finely-tuned Mariano charm.
She invites me for coffee. In THERE. I want to get to know her, but not in THERE. I ask her about finding a place to stay. She blushes. Hmm. She runs an inn nearby. How convenient. She asks me why I'm here, 'business or pleasure'? I'd like to think pleasure, considering my thoughts of confronting Jess and Luke have escaped me for the moment and are focused on this vixen in front of me. Pleasure, definitely pleasure.
"So how about having a drink with me later? That is, unless you only do coffee," I ask.
"I'd love to have a drink with you! That would be great, really great. Actually, the inn has a cocktail hour and I'll already be there, and if you stay there, then we'll both already be there, so." she rambled.
"Sounds great. I'll come looking for you around 5 then?" I ask. Things are looking up in this little town. This trip might not be so bad after all.
"Okay, I'll see you then. Bye, Jim," she says and disappears into the diner. I check my watch. It'll be a long time until 5 o'clock.
Lorelai's P.O.V.
There I am, on my way to Luke's and BAM! This guy who is leaving the diner smashes right into me, knocking my purse out of my hands and practically knocks me over. But his arms are around me in a second to keep me from falling. I look at his face. He apologizes, at least I think he did; I was so mesmerized by him. This guy was totally hot. He reminds me a little of Christopher. He's got that dangerous look about him, this irresistible smoky sexual charisma.
I smile, trying to be cool and not let him know that I was undressing him in my mind. I made some silly joke about colliding into a stranger and he told me his name. Jim. Nice, simple, uncomplicated. He remarks that now we aren't strangers anymore. Then he smiles at me, this amazingly sexy smile makes me tingle from the top of my head to my toes.
Yet there is something vaguely familiar and disturbing about this stranger, I just can't place it. I mean, damn, he's gorgeous, there is no doubt about that. Long lean limbs, a killer smile, bright twinkling eyes, and blondish-brown sexy bed-hair that is making me think dirty thoughts about things to do to him to get his hair that way. Stop it, Lorelai! Stop thinking that way about this guy!
"So, how about a cup of coffee?" I offer him, motioning to the diner, even though he was just coming out of it. He looked over his shoulder, warily.
"Um, no, no thanks, I've already had some. But, hey, I just got into town, can you recommend someplace I can stay?" he asked. My heart was racing as I envision him at the Inn, stretched out on a bed, then I enter to do the 'turn down' service, and he's just lying there with that smile..oh God, stop thinking about him like that!
"Well, I run the Independence Inn, it's not far from here, I'm sure we have a room available, if you're interested? Are you here for business or pleasure?" I ask and immediately blush, thinking of pleasuring him.
"Pleasure, definitely," he answers, staring straight at me, and I feel myself blush even more deeply, but I try to maintain eye contact. He asks me out for a drink and I find myself rambling away about cocktail hour at the inn. Thank God I caved to Michel and we decided to B&B-the inn with these meet-and-greet cocktail hour things until we can get up-and-running again. I look at my watch as I enter the diner. Damn, it'll be forever until 5 o'clock.
"Lorelai, darling, who was that delicious man you were talking to outside?" Miss Patty asks as I take a seat at the counter. Babbette, who is sitting with Miss Patty, is still looking out the window at his retreating form. Luke eyes me suspiciously.
"Oh, just some guy I met. We're getting together for a drink later," I tried to say non-chalantly. Luke hesitated at the coffee machine with his back to them, trying to not look like he was listening to the conversation.
"Oooo! He works fast! Too bad you got to him first!" Miss Patty hissed. "So, where are you meeting him for this drink, dear?"
I hesitated. The last thing I need is half the town showing up to see me with this guy. "Oh, I don't know, he's staying at the inn so we're meeting there and then we'll decide," I said coolly. Maybe that will throw her off. If I didn't think it would start the rumor mill in high gear, I'd mention that we were going to have a drink in his room. But that's pretty presumptuous even on my part to think that. Actually, no. I think he'd be fine with that. Why am I already making assumptions about him?
"Well, we'll expect a FULL report on him tomorrow, sugar!" Babette said as they both glided out of the diner. I just shook my head in disbelief.
"What was that all about?" Luke asked, startling me.
"Huh? What was what about?" I repeated. I know it bugs him when I do that.
"You're going out with some guy you just met outside on the sidewalk?" he asked, looking annoyed.
I smiled. "I'm just having a drink with him, Luke, no big deal." He looks irritated at me. Oh great, here comes the lecture.
"Lorelai, you don't know anything about this guy! How do you know he's not a rapist? Or some lunatic that plans on kidnapping you and killing you?" The veins in his neck are sticking out, oh yeah, he's pissed off.
I stood up and put my hands on my hips. "You know Luke, I'm a big girl now, and I can go out with whoever I like. His name is Jim, and no, I don't know his last name. He seems pretty non-rapist and non-murderer like. But I guess I'll just have to bring my mace along, just in case. We'll be in a public space at the inn, so it's not like there won't be a million people around constantly interrupting us anyway, which will make his rape or murder plans pretty moot!" I said a little more strong than I wanted. I pulled some money out of my purse and set it on the counter.
"See you later, Luke, unless I get killed by my date," I winked and walked out the door. When I got outside, I let out a sigh. Geesh, why does he get so weird sometimes?
**End of Chapter One**
So what do y'all think so far? Are they all in character? I'm giving Jimmy a little more depth - and as always, I'm giving him the benefit of the doubt (that he has straightened his life out and wants to make amends)
Chapter Two - the Independence Inn