[MissLilli]

es wird bald wieder nicht-depremierend, ich schwörs *corinna zuzwinker* *ggg* wink-wink, nudge-nudge (kennt jemand die Monty Pythons?)


They sat down at the dining table and Lorelai repeated everything the doctor explained to her, about symptoms, treatments and also the chances that the therapy wasn’t effective.
“So he said we’ll try to operate first and if that doesn’t work we’ll try radiotherapy and if that doesn’t catch on we have to resort to chemotherapy.”
“What are the chances?” he asked quietly
“Of survival?” Luke nodded
“70%. Luke, I don’t want you to treat me differently than normal, okay?” He nodded again
“And I don’t want anyone to know, especially not in my firm, they’ll feel like they have to pity me and I can’t take that right know. I don’t want pity or false concern or hovering or anything, I just wanna get on with my life”
“Alright, I won’t tell anyone. Can I tell my parents?” She sighed
“Yeah, they have a right to know, I guess”
“What about your parents”
“They won’t care until I’m in the ICU with tubes coming out of me, so why bother? You know, sometimes I wish my parents were more like yours….” she trailed off, looking away.
“Well, I can’t see why, really” he reached over and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear "Tell you what: sometimes I wish your parents were more like mine too, it’s hell to watch how cold they are toward their own daughter, on which they should be proud because she turned out to be this amazing woman.” he brushed his hand over her cheek, still feeling her recently dried tears and she leaned into his touch, closing her eyes. She took his hand and laced her fingers through his.

“I’m glad” he waited for her to go on, stroking his thumb over the back of her hand
“That I ran into you back then. That we got stuck in this elevator together, even though I didn’t show it right that minute” he chuckled
“That Mia had the idea of me designing her ad campaign”
“Oh yeah, how’s that coming, I totally forgot about that”
“It’s going pretty good, we finished the storyboards and my people are negotiating with the Druckerei for a reasonable price for folders, Plakate and so forth. So we’re good, Mia’s happy, I’m happy, everybody’s happy” “So what about tomorrow?”
“What about it?”
“The function you wanna drag me to?” She gasped
“Oh no, do you have a tux?”
“I have to wear a tux?”
“Well, d’uh, this is official business, baby. So do you have one?”
“I guess I do, somewhere in the back of my closed, I got it at JC Pennys a while ago.”
“Whoa, JC who? No no, you have to wear at least some designer suit, Armani, Dolce, whatever. We’re gonna go shopping together, how’s that?” Luke screwed up his face and wrinkled his nose

"I don’t wanna go shopping”
“Stop being a baby, you promised, remember?” she gave him her best pout, to which she knew he couldn’t resist
“Fine” he held up his hands in surrender
“ I’ll go shopping with you, but I swear, if I look just a little bit gay...”

“Yay!” she exclaimed and jumped up
“Ouch, shouldn’t’ve done that” she held her head
“Gotta remember that, no more jumping. Here’s the game plan for this afternoon: I’ll go shower real fast, then we hit the major designers” she ticked them off
“Armani, Dolce and Gabbana, Versace, Gucci, with D&G being my favorite, they have suits, I tell ya, heaven on earth! Anyway, then we have to find shoes, tie, and we’ll get you a new haircut” he groaned
“No please don’t turn me into a fag, please?”
“I’m gonna turn you into the best looking man in the whole society, hon. I mean not that you already are, you just need some polishing, if you understand”
“Whatever, go shower”
“Oooh I love it when you get all bossy and everything, raaaar” she giggled, running up the stairs to the bathroom, leaving Luke alone with his thoughts.

Wow, bummer. Just don’t think about it now, you have to be strong for her, she needs you

He took a deep breath, shoved his hands into his pockets and called up to her “You need any help honey?” “No I’m fine, just – need – to – get – this – stupid – zipper –" she fiddled with her dress
"Hey, I said I don’t need anything, what are you doing here?” Smiling, he stepped up behind her and zipped up her dress
“I told you I’m not buying your bullshit so don’t even try, okay?” She turned around and smiled apologetically
“Sorry, old habits die hard” She stood on tiptoe and kissed him, hard. He wrapped his hands around her waist, holding her close, his hands traveling up and down her back. They broke apart after a while, breathing heavily.

“Let’s go! Cause if we don’t go soon, we’ll never even make it out of the bedroom”

Charlie already waited outside, holding open the back door of the limo. Luke was taken aback
“We’re going shopping with this??” he gestured to the black, stretched Rover limousine with tinted windows.
“Yeah, stop drooling or I might consider getting jealous!” she joked
“As long as you’re only considering..” Lorelai smacked his arm and got into the limo, scooting all the way over, grabbing the remote control.

Luke got in after her and made an exasperated face when he saw who was in charge of the remote.
“Oh no” Her grin broadened and she clicked on the TV.
“What do you wanna watch? ‘The Story of Us’, ‘The Stepford wives’, ‘Steel Magnolia’ or ‘Men in Black’?”
“Geez, I don’t know, you pick one. As long as it isn’t Steel Magnolia, whatever you take is fine with me” “Alright, then Steel Magnolia is it. Kidding, kidding!” she quickly added when she saw his murderous glance. “Fine, then we’ll watch ‘The Story of Us’” They snuggled up on the back seat, Lorelai leaning against Luke’s chest, watching Michelle Pfeiffer and Bruce Willis struggle to keep up their marriage despite the fact that they’ve grown apart over the last few years, while they sped towards Staten Island.