04.10.2007, 19:11
So, ich habe eine neue FanFic... enjoy 
Titel: Over my head
Autor : Cedric
Genre : Drama, Humor, Romance
Pairing : JJ
Raiting : None
Disclaimer : Mir gehoert nichts, sondern alles ASP und The CW
Sonstige Bemerkungen/Spoilerwarnung: Pre-Series
Titel: Over my head
Autor : Cedric
Genre : Drama, Humor, Romance
Pairing : JJ
Raiting : None
Disclaimer : Mir gehoert nichts, sondern alles ASP und The CW
Sonstige Bemerkungen/Spoilerwarnung: Pre-Series
OVER MY HEAD
[FONT="]Beep. Beep.[/FONT]
[FONT="]Luke turned around. It couldnât already be 6:00 am. It seemed like he went to bed just five minutes ago. Although he owned his diner for almost a year now, he still wasnât used to the early mornings. But he had to get up. Work was waiting for him to be done.
[/FONT] [FONT="]Beep. Beep.[/FONT]
[FONT="]He stretched out his hand and silenced the alarm clock. Slowly, very slow, he got up, dressed and went down into his beloved little diner, yawning. He reached the door, turned the sign, saying OPEN, and opened the door to let in the milkman, who must arrive any second.
But as Luke wanted to step out of the diner, he almost stumbled over a little something, lying on the doorstep. He looked closer then bent forward over the bundle of blankets that was lying there. Inside, just visible, was something that made Luke jump. [/FONT]
[FONT="]âIt canât beâ¦â[/FONT] [FONT="] Luke thought.[/FONT] [FONT="]
But it was true. Unbelievable but true. It was a baby, fast asleep. A breeze ruffled the trees of Stars Hollow, which lay silent and tidy under the inky skies, the very last place you would expect astonishing things to happen. Luke looked around. There was nobody. No sign of anyone. He looked down again. The baby rolled over without waking up. One small hand closed on a piece of paper.
Luke carefully picked up the bundle of blankets and carried the baby into the diner. He felt like an elephant. He never was really good around children, especially little ones. He never knew what to do with themâ¦
But still he had to find out about this one. Extremely cautious, he picked up the little piece of paper, which the baby had let go, while turning around again. It turned out to be a letter. A letter addressed to
Luke Danes.[/FONT]
[FONT="]Luke grew more curious now. So, his doorstep wasnât a coincidence⦠He opened the envelope, unfolded the letter and began to read.[/FONT]
[FONT="]Dear Mr. Danes,[/FONT] [FONT="]
You surely wonder why my daughter was found on your doorstep and why I explicitly chose your doorstep. You donât know me. We have only met briefly once. I canât explain why I chose you to do those things. Those hard things. But as I first saw you, I had the feeling that you, of all people, would care for her. You had a special aura, which made me comfortable, when I was around you. You seemed to be a very responsible guy and a person everybody could rely on.
Thatâs why I chose you. I chose you to look after my daughter, to care for her until Iâm coming back. I canât tell you when this will be, but I can say, I do the best I can to return as soon as I can.
And I fervently hope, you still will be there, you still will be with my daughter. There are adoption-papers enclosed. You just have to sign them and sheâs your daughter. It breaks my heart to leave her behind but I have no choice.
Please, donât call the police â they wonât find me. Nobody can. Just look after her, okay?[/FONT] [FONT="]
Sincerely yours,
[/FONT] [FONT="]A bad mother[/FONT]
[FONT="]PS[/FONT] [FONT="]Her name is Lorelai Leigh. But if you want to change it, feel free to do so. Sheâs your daughter now.[/FONT]
[FONT="]Luke stared at the piece of paper. This couldnât be true. It was impossible. He read the letter again. And again. All over again. The last few sentences were hard to read because the writer obviously had cried, while she was scribbling down the note. [/FONT]
[FONT="]âThis is a joke. Dear god please let it be a joke!â[/FONT] [FONT="] Luke thought desperately.[/FONT]
[FONT="]But no one showed up to laugh about him. No inhabitant of Stars Hollow, no freaking TV presenter. Luke had to sit down. Breathing hard, he looked at the sleeping baby closely for the first time. She had brown hair, a cute little nose and sucked at her pacifier. To describe her with one word: peacefully.
Not knowing she was abandoned by her mother, not knowing she was special, not knowing she would be woken up by a screaming Babette an hour later, not knowing she would be famous in Stars Hollow, not knowing her blue eyes would Luke make to fall in love with her, not knowing she would be adopted by him three weeks later.[/FONT]
[FONT="]Luke turned around. It couldnât already be 6:00 am. It seemed like he went to bed just five minutes ago. Although he owned his diner for almost a year now, he still wasnât used to the early mornings. But he had to get up. Work was waiting for him to be done.
[/FONT] [FONT="]Beep. Beep.[/FONT]
[FONT="]He stretched out his hand and silenced the alarm clock. Slowly, very slow, he got up, dressed and went down into his beloved little diner, yawning. He reached the door, turned the sign, saying OPEN, and opened the door to let in the milkman, who must arrive any second.
But as Luke wanted to step out of the diner, he almost stumbled over a little something, lying on the doorstep. He looked closer then bent forward over the bundle of blankets that was lying there. Inside, just visible, was something that made Luke jump. [/FONT]
[FONT="]âIt canât beâ¦â[/FONT] [FONT="] Luke thought.[/FONT] [FONT="]
But it was true. Unbelievable but true. It was a baby, fast asleep. A breeze ruffled the trees of Stars Hollow, which lay silent and tidy under the inky skies, the very last place you would expect astonishing things to happen. Luke looked around. There was nobody. No sign of anyone. He looked down again. The baby rolled over without waking up. One small hand closed on a piece of paper.
Luke carefully picked up the bundle of blankets and carried the baby into the diner. He felt like an elephant. He never was really good around children, especially little ones. He never knew what to do with themâ¦
But still he had to find out about this one. Extremely cautious, he picked up the little piece of paper, which the baby had let go, while turning around again. It turned out to be a letter. A letter addressed to
Luke Danes.[/FONT]
[FONT="]Luke grew more curious now. So, his doorstep wasnât a coincidence⦠He opened the envelope, unfolded the letter and began to read.[/FONT]
[FONT="]Dear Mr. Danes,[/FONT] [FONT="]
You surely wonder why my daughter was found on your doorstep and why I explicitly chose your doorstep. You donât know me. We have only met briefly once. I canât explain why I chose you to do those things. Those hard things. But as I first saw you, I had the feeling that you, of all people, would care for her. You had a special aura, which made me comfortable, when I was around you. You seemed to be a very responsible guy and a person everybody could rely on.
Thatâs why I chose you. I chose you to look after my daughter, to care for her until Iâm coming back. I canât tell you when this will be, but I can say, I do the best I can to return as soon as I can.
And I fervently hope, you still will be there, you still will be with my daughter. There are adoption-papers enclosed. You just have to sign them and sheâs your daughter. It breaks my heart to leave her behind but I have no choice.
Please, donât call the police â they wonât find me. Nobody can. Just look after her, okay?[/FONT] [FONT="]
Sincerely yours,
[/FONT] [FONT="]A bad mother[/FONT]
[FONT="]PS[/FONT] [FONT="]Her name is Lorelai Leigh. But if you want to change it, feel free to do so. Sheâs your daughter now.[/FONT]
[FONT="]Luke stared at the piece of paper. This couldnât be true. It was impossible. He read the letter again. And again. All over again. The last few sentences were hard to read because the writer obviously had cried, while she was scribbling down the note. [/FONT]
[FONT="]âThis is a joke. Dear god please let it be a joke!â[/FONT] [FONT="] Luke thought desperately.[/FONT]
[FONT="]But no one showed up to laugh about him. No inhabitant of Stars Hollow, no freaking TV presenter. Luke had to sit down. Breathing hard, he looked at the sleeping baby closely for the first time. She had brown hair, a cute little nose and sucked at her pacifier. To describe her with one word: peacefully.
Not knowing she was abandoned by her mother, not knowing she was special, not knowing she would be woken up by a screaming Babette an hour later, not knowing she would be famous in Stars Hollow, not knowing her blue eyes would Luke make to fall in love with her, not knowing she would be adopted by him three weeks later.[/FONT]
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