29.10.2004, 01:28
soooooooo ein letzter neuer Teil für euch, danke für das liebe Feedback 
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<-- that's me 
:thanx:
und als Belohnung: ein neuer Teil (yaaaaaaay*gg*)
âCaesar, I got some things to sort out, mind taking over the Diner for today?â he called to his chef and pulled on his jacket, grabbed the car keys and headed out the door without waiting for a reply. He got into his truck, rummaged around his jeans pocket for his keys and pulled them out along with a piece of paper. Lorelaiâs note.
He took one deep breath and unfolded the paper with trembling fingers. When he finished reading, he wanted to hit himself over the head with a frying pan, preferably with hot oil in it but instead, he just put his head on the steering wheel and sighed. Starting up the car and working up the courage to drive to New York was a pretty hard task to do but he fought his inner demons, Miaâs words still echoing in his mind: ⦠not that awful as you tend to see herâ¦.she wants you to know youâre specialâ¦.too stubborn to realize your mistakesâ¦.do the right thingâ¦..
He remembered just in time that it was probably not safe to approach an angry Lorelai without coffee and muffins so he ran back into the diner, grabbed both, got back into the car and drove off to Manhattan.
She hadnât had any coffee all day long, there was a throbbing pain in her head that didnât go away, not even if fought with Tylenol, her workers were annoying her to no-end. What a day
she sighed and put her head in her hands. Turning her back on the Manhattan Skyline, she got up and stretched. She hadnât thought about him since this morning and now she had some time on her hand and really analyzed the situation.
He was right, she had to give him credit for that. Maybe she didnât do it on purpose, but her flirting with other guys on the phone wasnât a very decent thing to do. Not if you were happily in a relationship with someone as great as Luke. And she shouldâve told him that she wanted to wait because she wanted this relationship to be special, to be built on trust and love, not only on sex, which was the only type of relationship sheâs ever had. But she was willing to try with him and it all backfired on her. She straightened her shoulders and marched up to the phone with determination.
After staring at it for about 10 seconds, she picked up the receiver and dialled his home phone with a shaky hand.
âHi this is Luke Danes, Iâm not in, leave a messageâ she quickly hung up, not wanting to talk to a machine. The desk was very supportive as she leaned against it and placed the receiver back onto the phone.
Lorelai decided that it was time to go home and even though she wasnât looking forward to sitting in her huge house all alone, she gathered her stuff and headed out of the door.
Luke cursed at a driver who just had just cut in front of him. Stupid New Yorkersâ¦.! Finally, he checked into the garage of the LGIAC group and handed the valet his key. He shoved his hands in his pockets while waiting for the elevator.
Lorelai tapped her foot impatiently. I need to get a warp speed elevator, seriously! But where would I get one? Hmmmm, maybe Iâll call up Mister Zulu and askâ¦
Her musings about the engineer from Star Trek were interrupted by the loud âplingâ announcing the elevator. She stepped in and pushed âGâ, she really needed to get out of here.
The elevator finally arrived and Luke got on. Pushing the â14â button, he willed his heart rate to calm down, but he didnât have such luck.
Just as his elevator doors closed, the other elevatorâs doors opened to reveal an annoyed Lorelai who rushed out, walking brusquely to her car, trying to get hold of her car keys in the overstuffed handbag of hers.
<-- that's me :thanx:
und als Belohnung: ein neuer Teil (yaaaaaaay*gg*)
âCaesar, I got some things to sort out, mind taking over the Diner for today?â he called to his chef and pulled on his jacket, grabbed the car keys and headed out the door without waiting for a reply. He got into his truck, rummaged around his jeans pocket for his keys and pulled them out along with a piece of paper. Lorelaiâs note.
He took one deep breath and unfolded the paper with trembling fingers. When he finished reading, he wanted to hit himself over the head with a frying pan, preferably with hot oil in it but instead, he just put his head on the steering wheel and sighed. Starting up the car and working up the courage to drive to New York was a pretty hard task to do but he fought his inner demons, Miaâs words still echoing in his mind: ⦠not that awful as you tend to see herâ¦.she wants you to know youâre specialâ¦.too stubborn to realize your mistakesâ¦.do the right thingâ¦..
He remembered just in time that it was probably not safe to approach an angry Lorelai without coffee and muffins so he ran back into the diner, grabbed both, got back into the car and drove off to Manhattan.
She hadnât had any coffee all day long, there was a throbbing pain in her head that didnât go away, not even if fought with Tylenol, her workers were annoying her to no-end. What a day
she sighed and put her head in her hands. Turning her back on the Manhattan Skyline, she got up and stretched. She hadnât thought about him since this morning and now she had some time on her hand and really analyzed the situation.
He was right, she had to give him credit for that. Maybe she didnât do it on purpose, but her flirting with other guys on the phone wasnât a very decent thing to do. Not if you were happily in a relationship with someone as great as Luke. And she shouldâve told him that she wanted to wait because she wanted this relationship to be special, to be built on trust and love, not only on sex, which was the only type of relationship sheâs ever had. But she was willing to try with him and it all backfired on her. She straightened her shoulders and marched up to the phone with determination.
After staring at it for about 10 seconds, she picked up the receiver and dialled his home phone with a shaky hand.
âHi this is Luke Danes, Iâm not in, leave a messageâ she quickly hung up, not wanting to talk to a machine. The desk was very supportive as she leaned against it and placed the receiver back onto the phone.
Lorelai decided that it was time to go home and even though she wasnât looking forward to sitting in her huge house all alone, she gathered her stuff and headed out of the door.
Luke cursed at a driver who just had just cut in front of him. Stupid New Yorkersâ¦.! Finally, he checked into the garage of the LGIAC group and handed the valet his key. He shoved his hands in his pockets while waiting for the elevator.
Lorelai tapped her foot impatiently. I need to get a warp speed elevator, seriously! But where would I get one? Hmmmm, maybe Iâll call up Mister Zulu and askâ¦
Her musings about the engineer from Star Trek were interrupted by the loud âplingâ announcing the elevator. She stepped in and pushed âGâ, she really needed to get out of here.
The elevator finally arrived and Luke got on. Pushing the â14â button, he willed his heart rate to calm down, but he didnât have such luck.
Just as his elevator doors closed, the other elevatorâs doors opened to reveal an annoyed Lorelai who rushed out, walking brusquely to her car, trying to get hold of her car keys in the overstuffed handbag of hers.
ich hab die schnauze voll, ich geh schaukeln...