AN: I am in need of major help now. I don't have much more in my notebook,
because I haven't had time to write at night. If you have any ideas (I mean
any, I'm desperate, lol) please e-mail me at [email protected]. The
ideas can be for R/J too because I can't think of anything to do with them.
Hope you write me. Also, I need a place that would be semi-romantic, semi-
expensive for Luke to take Lorelai. So did you all watch the premiere? I
think I watched the dream 15 times already (I'm a total Java Junkie, lol.)
"A vacation?"
"Yeah. Let's go somewhere, just you and me. Sookie will be on her honeymoon, and Rory will be in Washington D.C. anyway. You could use a break from Stars Hollow."
"Alright, we'll go." She pauses. "Where do you want to go?"
Luke laughs to himself. Anywhere, as long as she was there. "I don't know. Where do you want to go? Never mind," he says hastily at Lorelai's impish grin. "I can tell that could just go on forever. And if you haven't noticed, I'm not the biggest Jungle Book fan," he hurries as she starts to cut in.
"That's because you're a trekkie. It's probably against the code to obsess over anything else."
That didn't stop me from obsessing over you, Luke thinks. But she doesn't even know how he feels about her. To her, this vacation is just a friendly type thing. He notices that she is still waiting for a retort about how he wasn't a trekkie, and wonders how she could go through so many emotions in just a few minutes. Mad, then sad, now perky and flirting as usual. So should he take her bait and retort back as usual, or just admit it? If he admits it he will never live it down, not that he would anyway. "I wasn't a trekkie," he finally says. It is fun to watch her, so happy and carefree.
"And once again, ladies and gentlemen, he violates the code."
"Yeah, well."
"Well said."
Luke rolls his eyes. "So where would you be the most relaxed on vacation?" He is careful to word it so there will be no Jungle Book connections.
"We could go to a spa, like the one I went to with my mother. Hmm, you don't seem like a spa kind of guy though."
Anywhere, he thinks. "Nah, not really."
"I don't know then, why don't you surprise me?"
"Okay," Luke says. It can't be too hard to pick a place she will like, can it?
Lorelai is shocked that he agreed so quickly, but she doesn't say anything about it. She looks at him one last time before thanking him for being willing to take her away. He is right, it is just what she needs. Lorelai starts to lean toward Luke, then thinks better of it when she is just a few inches from his face. She adjusts her head so it is once again buried in his neck, before he realizes what she almost did.
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The next day
"Rory," Lorelai calls.
Rory walks into the living room. "What?" She sits down on the couch next to Lorelai.
"I need your help."
"Wear the blue tank top and your white, glittery shorts."
"Now look. Mommy's being serious for once, and her only daughter mocks her."
"Sorry. You need help?"
"Yes. I need you to go to Luke's and make sure he comes up with a good surprise."
"Aww, it's so sweet that he's taking you away."
"Ha, sweet. That is one word I never thought would be associated with Luke. I guess it is sweet though."
"It is. And it's even sweeter that you trust him so much that you have your daughter check up on him!"
Lorelai rolls her eyes. "Well, it's Luke. I just want to know that he's not going to take me somewhere away from civilization or something, since he fancies himself a loner."
"What, like camping?"
"Boy, camping. That sounds romantic."
"Mom! You didn't tell me that this was a romantic thing!"
"Oh, it's not. I was just using that, you know, for dramatic effect."
"Uh huh."
"Stop being so condescending! It's true!"
"Okay Mom. I'll head over to Luke's now then."
"Thanks."
"You're welcome. Do you want me to bring you back a coffee?"
"Nah, I'm heading over there in a half hour or so anyway."
"Alright, I'll probably see you there. Bye."
Rory kisses Lorelai on the cheek, then heads out the door.
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At Luke's
"Luke, I need-"
"Coffee? Got it."
"No, Luke, I wanted to ask you something."
"Shoot."
"Maybe we should do this somewhere where there aren't so many people."
Luke looks her up and down, then sighs. "Okay. You can go upstairs, I'll be up in a minute."
"Thanks, Luke."
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Rory walks into the apartment. Sitting on the bed is a familiar face. "Jess."
"Rory."
"Hi."
"Hi."
There is a pause, as both wonder what to say to each other after what happened at the wedding. Finally, Jess asks her, "Is something the matter?"
"No, no. I came up here to talk to Luke."
"Well he's in the diner like usual. I guess he must have been in the storage room or something when you came up."
"No, he's coming up in a minute. So how are you?"
"Fine. You?"
"Fine."
"Good." Jess realizes that Rory is too embarrassed to say anything, so he will have to just plunge in. "We need to talk."
"Yeah." Rory comes over and sits on the bed, next to him but not too close as to raise hopes for a repeat of the wedding.
Jess opens his mouth to speak, but just then Luke walks in. "Jess."
"That is me."
"Rory wanted to talk to me, would you mind checking up on the diner?"
"Yeah, sure. We'll talk later, Rory."
"Yeah. Bye."
Jess leaves the room. Luke turns to Rory. "So what did you want to talk about?"
"My mother, actually."
"Is she alright?"
Rory laughs at the concern in his voice. It is obvious that he cares about her, why is she the only one who can't see it? "She's fine. I've been told you were taking her on vacation, and that it was a surprise."
"I told her to pick where, but she didn't. Now it's killing her that she doesn't know, right?"
"Basically. But she just wants to be able to hear that it is someplace good from me, not to actually know where you are going. So can I ask, where are you taking her?"
"She's paranoid! I've known her for long enough, I know what she likes and doesn't like."
"I know, and I think she does too, but she just wants to double check."
"Well Rory, this has been enlightening, but I really have to get back down to the diner."
"You're not going to tell me?"
"Nope. Tell Lorelai she'll have to wait. She made the rules, now she has to play by them."
"But-"
"Bye Rory." And with that he heads downstairs, leaving Rory alone in his apartment.
AN: What'd you think? I think my writing is changing, and it's annoying me. Am I paranoid like Lorelai? Tell me what you think, and give me ideas! [email protected]!!!
"A vacation?"
"Yeah. Let's go somewhere, just you and me. Sookie will be on her honeymoon, and Rory will be in Washington D.C. anyway. You could use a break from Stars Hollow."
"Alright, we'll go." She pauses. "Where do you want to go?"
Luke laughs to himself. Anywhere, as long as she was there. "I don't know. Where do you want to go? Never mind," he says hastily at Lorelai's impish grin. "I can tell that could just go on forever. And if you haven't noticed, I'm not the biggest Jungle Book fan," he hurries as she starts to cut in.
"That's because you're a trekkie. It's probably against the code to obsess over anything else."
That didn't stop me from obsessing over you, Luke thinks. But she doesn't even know how he feels about her. To her, this vacation is just a friendly type thing. He notices that she is still waiting for a retort about how he wasn't a trekkie, and wonders how she could go through so many emotions in just a few minutes. Mad, then sad, now perky and flirting as usual. So should he take her bait and retort back as usual, or just admit it? If he admits it he will never live it down, not that he would anyway. "I wasn't a trekkie," he finally says. It is fun to watch her, so happy and carefree.
"And once again, ladies and gentlemen, he violates the code."
"Yeah, well."
"Well said."
Luke rolls his eyes. "So where would you be the most relaxed on vacation?" He is careful to word it so there will be no Jungle Book connections.
"We could go to a spa, like the one I went to with my mother. Hmm, you don't seem like a spa kind of guy though."
Anywhere, he thinks. "Nah, not really."
"I don't know then, why don't you surprise me?"
"Okay," Luke says. It can't be too hard to pick a place she will like, can it?
Lorelai is shocked that he agreed so quickly, but she doesn't say anything about it. She looks at him one last time before thanking him for being willing to take her away. He is right, it is just what she needs. Lorelai starts to lean toward Luke, then thinks better of it when she is just a few inches from his face. She adjusts her head so it is once again buried in his neck, before he realizes what she almost did.
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The next day
"Rory," Lorelai calls.
Rory walks into the living room. "What?" She sits down on the couch next to Lorelai.
"I need your help."
"Wear the blue tank top and your white, glittery shorts."
"Now look. Mommy's being serious for once, and her only daughter mocks her."
"Sorry. You need help?"
"Yes. I need you to go to Luke's and make sure he comes up with a good surprise."
"Aww, it's so sweet that he's taking you away."
"Ha, sweet. That is one word I never thought would be associated with Luke. I guess it is sweet though."
"It is. And it's even sweeter that you trust him so much that you have your daughter check up on him!"
Lorelai rolls her eyes. "Well, it's Luke. I just want to know that he's not going to take me somewhere away from civilization or something, since he fancies himself a loner."
"What, like camping?"
"Boy, camping. That sounds romantic."
"Mom! You didn't tell me that this was a romantic thing!"
"Oh, it's not. I was just using that, you know, for dramatic effect."
"Uh huh."
"Stop being so condescending! It's true!"
"Okay Mom. I'll head over to Luke's now then."
"Thanks."
"You're welcome. Do you want me to bring you back a coffee?"
"Nah, I'm heading over there in a half hour or so anyway."
"Alright, I'll probably see you there. Bye."
Rory kisses Lorelai on the cheek, then heads out the door.
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At Luke's
"Luke, I need-"
"Coffee? Got it."
"No, Luke, I wanted to ask you something."
"Shoot."
"Maybe we should do this somewhere where there aren't so many people."
Luke looks her up and down, then sighs. "Okay. You can go upstairs, I'll be up in a minute."
"Thanks, Luke."
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Rory walks into the apartment. Sitting on the bed is a familiar face. "Jess."
"Rory."
"Hi."
"Hi."
There is a pause, as both wonder what to say to each other after what happened at the wedding. Finally, Jess asks her, "Is something the matter?"
"No, no. I came up here to talk to Luke."
"Well he's in the diner like usual. I guess he must have been in the storage room or something when you came up."
"No, he's coming up in a minute. So how are you?"
"Fine. You?"
"Fine."
"Good." Jess realizes that Rory is too embarrassed to say anything, so he will have to just plunge in. "We need to talk."
"Yeah." Rory comes over and sits on the bed, next to him but not too close as to raise hopes for a repeat of the wedding.
Jess opens his mouth to speak, but just then Luke walks in. "Jess."
"That is me."
"Rory wanted to talk to me, would you mind checking up on the diner?"
"Yeah, sure. We'll talk later, Rory."
"Yeah. Bye."
Jess leaves the room. Luke turns to Rory. "So what did you want to talk about?"
"My mother, actually."
"Is she alright?"
Rory laughs at the concern in his voice. It is obvious that he cares about her, why is she the only one who can't see it? "She's fine. I've been told you were taking her on vacation, and that it was a surprise."
"I told her to pick where, but she didn't. Now it's killing her that she doesn't know, right?"
"Basically. But she just wants to be able to hear that it is someplace good from me, not to actually know where you are going. So can I ask, where are you taking her?"
"She's paranoid! I've known her for long enough, I know what she likes and doesn't like."
"I know, and I think she does too, but she just wants to double check."
"Well Rory, this has been enlightening, but I really have to get back down to the diner."
"You're not going to tell me?"
"Nope. Tell Lorelai she'll have to wait. She made the rules, now she has to play by them."
"But-"
"Bye Rory." And with that he heads downstairs, leaving Rory alone in his apartment.
AN: What'd you think? I think my writing is changing, and it's annoying me. Am I paranoid like Lorelai? Tell me what you think, and give me ideas! [email protected]!!!