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Chapter 10: Burn everything down…
A week later Lorelai was woken up when Rory poked her in the side. She slowly opened first one eye then the other.
“Evil child”, she muttered and turned around, buried her face in Luke’s chest, who was still lying beside her. She didn’t wonder about it, in her dazed state of mind, but just used his chest to block out Rory.
“Mom! Luke! You have to get up! The baking sale is today”, Rory said and took her mother’s blanket away.
“Made all cakes… last night”; Luke muttered, thinking back to his late night baking, because Lorelai had told him and Sookie really short notice about the baking-sale, because she had forgotten about it.
Luke had come to bed around three in the morning and was grateful that Ceasar was to open the diner that morning.
“But we still have to pick up Sookie and her tons of cake. How are we gonna do this?” Rory asked and took Luke’s blanket away as well.
“Truck bed”, Luke mumbled, took his pillow and buried his face underneath.
“Mom! Get up! Right now or I’ll tell Luke what you said yesterday”, Rory threatened and Lorelai bolted up in bed.
“You wouldn’t dare!” she yelled at her daughter and threw her pillow into her face.
“Oh yes I would!” Rory grinned and threw the pillow back.
“But… but… I had to sit with these horrible people last night and drink this disgusting coffee which your teacher made. You owe me!” Lorelai shot back, referring to the parent’s night at Rory’s school the day before.
“I guess that’s what “being a parent” brings along. And now for the last time: Get up!”
“All right, all right”, Loreli muttered and got out of bed, when Luke stopped her by grabbing her arm.
“What did you say to Rory?” he wanted to know without opening his eyes.
“Go back to sleep, Luke”, she smiled, petted his head and pulled her arm away.
“Go downstairs and make coffee, spawn of Satan, I’m gonna take a shower and will be down in a few”, Lorelai instructed Rory, grabbed her clothes and disappeared in the bathroom.
~*~
“Sooo, it’s really true what you told me, huh?” Rory smiled at her mother while they sat at the kitchen table, both with cup of coffee, waiting for Luke who was taking a shower.
“What do you mean?” Lorelai played dumb.
“Well, you looked pretty cosy up there, in bed with him. No wonder you don’t want to get up in the morning since he moved in”, Rory grinned.
“Oh shush you, I never said that. You must have misheard”, Lorelai said, but smiled widely.
“So only friends, huh?” Rory teased her further.
“Only friends”, Lorelai nodded, but asked herself at the same time how long she could keep pretending, when Luke was sleeping beside her every night, cooking for her and Rory, living with them. It was like playing house, without the playing part. They really felt like a family and she knew that if Luke would make a move, she would be happy to go along with it.
Her thoughts were interrupted when Luke entered the kitchen, fully dressed, the car keys in his hand and ready to leave.
He took the several plates with cookies and cakes that he made the night before and securely stored them in the bed of the truck.
“You’re right, he really smells great when he’s out of the shower”, Rory whispered to Lorelai when they grabbed their stuff to follow Luke.
“Hey, he’s way too old for you”, Lorelai laughed and swatted Rory’s arm playfully. “And I didn’t say great, I said hot”, she muttered while she left the house and Rory was out of earshot.
~*~
”Ok, we've got our French fantasies, American treats, and our Italian taste sensations and the stuff that Luke made. Well, what do you think?” asked Sookie and dismissed Luke’s cakes with a hand wave.
”Amazing”, Rory nodded.
”Incredible”, Lorelai agreed.
”It is good, isn't it? Well, final touch”, Sookie said and prepared to light a swan shaped dessert on fire,when Luke took the lighter out of her hand.
“No way. Rory didn’t start this school for you to burn it down after a few weeks”, he said and stuck the lighter in the back-pocket of his jeans, what didn’t go unnoticed by Lorelai and she wiped her mouth when she snapped out of her daze, to check if she was really drooling.
”Very Henry the Eighth”, somebody suddenly said and Lorelai turned around and came face to face with Max Medina, Rory’s English teacher, who she had met the day before.
”Well we're not into subtle”, Lorelai shrugged and extended her hand to greet him.
”Good to see you, Lorelai”, the teacher said and Luke’s head shot up when he heard the familiar greeting.
”Good to see you, Mr. Medina”, Lorelai remained formal and Luke concentrated back on cutting the cake, relieved.
”Max”, the teacher insisted and Luke’s head shot up again. Who was this guy and what was he thinking? Hitting on Lorelai like that when for all this guy knew Luke could be her husband.
”Mr. Medina”, Lorelai said.
”Max”
”Mr. Medina. Meet Sookie, the cheft at the inn. And Luke my, uhm, a.. uhm.. friend. Guys Mr. Medina, Rory’s teacher”, she introduced them and felt stupid when she didn’t know how to introduce Luke. She had wanted to say “my fiancé”, but was that really what he was? Yes, they were getting married, some day and they were living together, but they weren’t a couple. She wasn’t sure if Luke would freak out when she would introduce him as her fiancé. That was a big step and so far they hadn’t discussed this.
”Hello”, Sookie greeted him, happily as ever and Luke shook his hand while giving him a death stare, but it didn’t seem to bother Max.
”Hello. Lorelai, could I borrow you for a second?” he asked instead and Lorelai sought out Luke’s eyes. When he just shrugged and kept cutting the cake, she agreed.
”Oh, yeah, sure,” she shrugged. ”Oh! Hey I'll be right back”, she informed Sookie and Luke and followed Max into the courtyard of the school, which was pretty deserted.
~*~
”You know, Lorelai, I would love for the ice to thaw”, he said as soon as they were alone.
”There's no ice”, she shook her head.
”Well you repeated my full name four times. That's ice”.
”No, that's not ice, it's wintry”, she replied and wondered why she was having such a discussion with Rory’s teacher. Why did he care if there was ice or winter? They didn’t know each other.
”I really do think Rory's a great kid and I'm going to do my damnedest to make sure she gets through Chilton in one piece”, he said, referring to Rory’s difficulties with her class-mates, who seemed more competitive than was good for them.
”I appreciate that”, Lorelai said with a polite smile.
”And I'd like us to be friends”, the teacher went on. “Oh my…” Lorelai thought, closely followed by “Luke where are you?”.
”We are. Me too”, she said then, having no idea what else to say.
”Yeah?”
”Yeah. Really, truly, I swear. There's no more ice. We're walking in a pool of tepid water”, she assured him and wondered if that was the moment where she could go back to her real friends.
”I'm going to propose something here. I'm not sure how you're going to take it”, he started and Lorelai knew that she had to stay now.
”Oh wow, intrigue”, she joked lamely and glanced over her shoulder, checking if she could see Luke to give him a sign, that he should come and save her.
”I'd like to see you sometime. Away from the ivy, away from the gargoyles, away from here”, he told her and Lorelai felt her cheeks flush.
”Are you asking me out on a date?”, she asked and couldn’t believe it, but was flattered at the same time. This guy here knew her for one day and asked her out, while Luke was sleeping beside her for weeks now and hadn’t even asked her out to dinner yet. No move, not even the try to become something more than friends. It was frustrating her, that he didn’t do something, especially since they were living together.
”Yes”, Max nodded and smiled. He had a nice smile, that she had to admit. Although Luke’s smile was… she had to stop this, she told herself. Luke wasn’t interested in her and this guy here was her daughter’s teacher!
”Mm. Well, uh, I don't want to go out on a limb here, but I'm guessing the headmaster would probably frown on a teacher dating a mom”, she reasoned.
”I do my job well, I'm dedicated to my students, and there's nothing in the Chilton book of ethics that prohibits it”, he smiled again.
”Yeah but I'm guessing it's sort of an unwritten rule”, she said.
”Do you want to go?”, he asked her directly.
”And Rory would probably freak at the thought", she went on with her reasons why this wasn’t good idea. ‘Luke wouldn’t even care’, she thought sadly.
”Do you want to go?”
”And the other parents would have a field day with this kind of thing”
”Do you want to go?”, he asked again and looked her in the eyes. He was there, he liked her and she hadn’t been on a date in months. And Luke… he wasn’t interested in her, she told herself again. Marriage, or no marriage. Just friends.
”Yes”, she said.
”Good”, Max smiled even wider.
”Um...how about coffee? You like coffee?”, he asked her then when she remained silent.
”Only with my oxygen”, she replied honestly.
”Can we drink some together? A sort of pre-date. Very casual, no strings, no obligations. We'll just see if it's even worth going down the road of including food in the deal. Just coffee. Decaf? There's nothing safer than decaf”, he suggested.
”I'm going to be in town tomorrow because I take a class at Hartford State and there's a coffee shop across the street that I sometimes, almost all the time, go to around 4:00 and usually exactly 4:12. I could not stop a person from entering said establishment around that time, nor would I avoid them if I knew them if they did”, she said and asked herself if she only felt guilty because this was Rory’s teacher, or also because she would get married… to Luke… who was just her friend.
”You know the wordsmith thing -- that's something we have in common”, Max laughed and squeezed her arm gently.
”See you around, Max”, she smiled back.
”Indeed. You will”, he said before she turned around and walked back to the cake stand, not aware that the goofy grin was still plastered on her face.
“What did he want?” Luke’s gruff voice brought her out of her thoughts.
“Oh… uhm… nothing”, she lied and gave him a quick smile. Why was she lying to him, she asked herself.
“Yeah, sure”, Luke snorted and handed a piece of cake to one of the other parents.
“Hey Sookie, you’ve got everything under control here? Luke and I should head back to the Inn and the diner. I’ll pick you up later, like we planed, okay?” Lorelai turned to her friend who just passed out recipes to some of the mother’s.
“Yeah sure. Just go”, Sookie waved her off and then turned the attention back on the recipes. Luke handed out one last piece and then turned to Sookie before he followed Lorelai to the truck.
“Here take this. Burn everything down if you like and make sure you don’t miss out the English classroom”, he whispered to Sookie, an angry undertone in his voice, handed her the lighter and marched off to the truck.
During the drive back the tension was so thick in the truck it could be cut with a knife. Lorelai wondered where Luke’s sudden bad mood was coming from and she stopped talking when he snapped at her for the fourth time in ten minutes. Maybe all the snooty people at Chilton had caused his bad mood, but she wasn’t sure and hoped it would vanish when they were back in Stars Hollow.
Luke on the other hand ranted internally. What else did he have to do that she would see him? He had agreed to marry her; he had moved in with her, he cooked her breakfast, lunch and dinner. He cared for Rory, he repaired things in the house and he even shared her bed, although it was driving him crazy that while she was allowed to snuggle up to him every night, he couldn’t do anything without breaking all gentleman rules. And now there was this stupid teacher, hitting on her right in front of his eyes, and she introduced him as “a friend”.
That evening when he came home from the diner, Lorelai was already upstairs, waiting up for him. He got his clothes, took a shower nd then went downstairs to sleep on the couch. He couldn’t sleep in one bed with her when she was dating another guy, and he was sure that’s what her goofy grin had meant.
Lorelai wondered when she heard the bathroom-door close and Luke didn’t come in the bedroom. She got up and walked downstairs quietly, as not to startle him, whatever he was doing. She stopped dead in her tracks when she was halfway down the stairs and saw him sleeping on the couch. It hurt her that she suddenly seemed to repulse him so much, that he couldn’t even share a bed with her anymore.
She missed him beside her, she missed her human pillow which she could snuggle up to.
He missed her beside him, he missed her head on his chest and the smell of her hair.
They both didn’t sleep that night
TBC
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Chapter 10: Burn everything down…
A week later Lorelai was woken up when Rory poked her in the side. She slowly opened first one eye then the other.
“Evil child”, she muttered and turned around, buried her face in Luke’s chest, who was still lying beside her. She didn’t wonder about it, in her dazed state of mind, but just used his chest to block out Rory.
“Mom! Luke! You have to get up! The baking sale is today”, Rory said and took her mother’s blanket away.
“Made all cakes… last night”; Luke muttered, thinking back to his late night baking, because Lorelai had told him and Sookie really short notice about the baking-sale, because she had forgotten about it.
Luke had come to bed around three in the morning and was grateful that Ceasar was to open the diner that morning.
“But we still have to pick up Sookie and her tons of cake. How are we gonna do this?” Rory asked and took Luke’s blanket away as well.
“Truck bed”, Luke mumbled, took his pillow and buried his face underneath.
“Mom! Get up! Right now or I’ll tell Luke what you said yesterday”, Rory threatened and Lorelai bolted up in bed.
“You wouldn’t dare!” she yelled at her daughter and threw her pillow into her face.
“Oh yes I would!” Rory grinned and threw the pillow back.
“But… but… I had to sit with these horrible people last night and drink this disgusting coffee which your teacher made. You owe me!” Lorelai shot back, referring to the parent’s night at Rory’s school the day before.
“I guess that’s what “being a parent” brings along. And now for the last time: Get up!”
“All right, all right”, Loreli muttered and got out of bed, when Luke stopped her by grabbing her arm.
“What did you say to Rory?” he wanted to know without opening his eyes.
“Go back to sleep, Luke”, she smiled, petted his head and pulled her arm away.
“Go downstairs and make coffee, spawn of Satan, I’m gonna take a shower and will be down in a few”, Lorelai instructed Rory, grabbed her clothes and disappeared in the bathroom.
~*~
“Sooo, it’s really true what you told me, huh?” Rory smiled at her mother while they sat at the kitchen table, both with cup of coffee, waiting for Luke who was taking a shower.
“What do you mean?” Lorelai played dumb.
“Well, you looked pretty cosy up there, in bed with him. No wonder you don’t want to get up in the morning since he moved in”, Rory grinned.
“Oh shush you, I never said that. You must have misheard”, Lorelai said, but smiled widely.
“So only friends, huh?” Rory teased her further.
“Only friends”, Lorelai nodded, but asked herself at the same time how long she could keep pretending, when Luke was sleeping beside her every night, cooking for her and Rory, living with them. It was like playing house, without the playing part. They really felt like a family and she knew that if Luke would make a move, she would be happy to go along with it.
Her thoughts were interrupted when Luke entered the kitchen, fully dressed, the car keys in his hand and ready to leave.
He took the several plates with cookies and cakes that he made the night before and securely stored them in the bed of the truck.
“You’re right, he really smells great when he’s out of the shower”, Rory whispered to Lorelai when they grabbed their stuff to follow Luke.
“Hey, he’s way too old for you”, Lorelai laughed and swatted Rory’s arm playfully. “And I didn’t say great, I said hot”, she muttered while she left the house and Rory was out of earshot.
~*~
”Ok, we've got our French fantasies, American treats, and our Italian taste sensations and the stuff that Luke made. Well, what do you think?” asked Sookie and dismissed Luke’s cakes with a hand wave.
”Amazing”, Rory nodded.
”Incredible”, Lorelai agreed.
”It is good, isn't it? Well, final touch”, Sookie said and prepared to light a swan shaped dessert on fire,when Luke took the lighter out of her hand.
“No way. Rory didn’t start this school for you to burn it down after a few weeks”, he said and stuck the lighter in the back-pocket of his jeans, what didn’t go unnoticed by Lorelai and she wiped her mouth when she snapped out of her daze, to check if she was really drooling.
”Very Henry the Eighth”, somebody suddenly said and Lorelai turned around and came face to face with Max Medina, Rory’s English teacher, who she had met the day before.
”Well we're not into subtle”, Lorelai shrugged and extended her hand to greet him.
”Good to see you, Lorelai”, the teacher said and Luke’s head shot up when he heard the familiar greeting.
”Good to see you, Mr. Medina”, Lorelai remained formal and Luke concentrated back on cutting the cake, relieved.
”Max”, the teacher insisted and Luke’s head shot up again. Who was this guy and what was he thinking? Hitting on Lorelai like that when for all this guy knew Luke could be her husband.
”Mr. Medina”, Lorelai said.
”Max”
”Mr. Medina. Meet Sookie, the cheft at the inn. And Luke my, uhm, a.. uhm.. friend. Guys Mr. Medina, Rory’s teacher”, she introduced them and felt stupid when she didn’t know how to introduce Luke. She had wanted to say “my fiancé”, but was that really what he was? Yes, they were getting married, some day and they were living together, but they weren’t a couple. She wasn’t sure if Luke would freak out when she would introduce him as her fiancé. That was a big step and so far they hadn’t discussed this.
”Hello”, Sookie greeted him, happily as ever and Luke shook his hand while giving him a death stare, but it didn’t seem to bother Max.
”Hello. Lorelai, could I borrow you for a second?” he asked instead and Lorelai sought out Luke’s eyes. When he just shrugged and kept cutting the cake, she agreed.
”Oh, yeah, sure,” she shrugged. ”Oh! Hey I'll be right back”, she informed Sookie and Luke and followed Max into the courtyard of the school, which was pretty deserted.
~*~
”You know, Lorelai, I would love for the ice to thaw”, he said as soon as they were alone.
”There's no ice”, she shook her head.
”Well you repeated my full name four times. That's ice”.
”No, that's not ice, it's wintry”, she replied and wondered why she was having such a discussion with Rory’s teacher. Why did he care if there was ice or winter? They didn’t know each other.
”I really do think Rory's a great kid and I'm going to do my damnedest to make sure she gets through Chilton in one piece”, he said, referring to Rory’s difficulties with her class-mates, who seemed more competitive than was good for them.
”I appreciate that”, Lorelai said with a polite smile.
”And I'd like us to be friends”, the teacher went on. “Oh my…” Lorelai thought, closely followed by “Luke where are you?”.
”We are. Me too”, she said then, having no idea what else to say.
”Yeah?”
”Yeah. Really, truly, I swear. There's no more ice. We're walking in a pool of tepid water”, she assured him and wondered if that was the moment where she could go back to her real friends.
”I'm going to propose something here. I'm not sure how you're going to take it”, he started and Lorelai knew that she had to stay now.
”Oh wow, intrigue”, she joked lamely and glanced over her shoulder, checking if she could see Luke to give him a sign, that he should come and save her.
”I'd like to see you sometime. Away from the ivy, away from the gargoyles, away from here”, he told her and Lorelai felt her cheeks flush.
”Are you asking me out on a date?”, she asked and couldn’t believe it, but was flattered at the same time. This guy here knew her for one day and asked her out, while Luke was sleeping beside her for weeks now and hadn’t even asked her out to dinner yet. No move, not even the try to become something more than friends. It was frustrating her, that he didn’t do something, especially since they were living together.
”Yes”, Max nodded and smiled. He had a nice smile, that she had to admit. Although Luke’s smile was… she had to stop this, she told herself. Luke wasn’t interested in her and this guy here was her daughter’s teacher!
”Mm. Well, uh, I don't want to go out on a limb here, but I'm guessing the headmaster would probably frown on a teacher dating a mom”, she reasoned.
”I do my job well, I'm dedicated to my students, and there's nothing in the Chilton book of ethics that prohibits it”, he smiled again.
”Yeah but I'm guessing it's sort of an unwritten rule”, she said.
”Do you want to go?”, he asked her directly.
”And Rory would probably freak at the thought", she went on with her reasons why this wasn’t good idea. ‘Luke wouldn’t even care’, she thought sadly.
”Do you want to go?”
”And the other parents would have a field day with this kind of thing”
”Do you want to go?”, he asked again and looked her in the eyes. He was there, he liked her and she hadn’t been on a date in months. And Luke… he wasn’t interested in her, she told herself again. Marriage, or no marriage. Just friends.
”Yes”, she said.
”Good”, Max smiled even wider.
”Um...how about coffee? You like coffee?”, he asked her then when she remained silent.
”Only with my oxygen”, she replied honestly.
”Can we drink some together? A sort of pre-date. Very casual, no strings, no obligations. We'll just see if it's even worth going down the road of including food in the deal. Just coffee. Decaf? There's nothing safer than decaf”, he suggested.
”I'm going to be in town tomorrow because I take a class at Hartford State and there's a coffee shop across the street that I sometimes, almost all the time, go to around 4:00 and usually exactly 4:12. I could not stop a person from entering said establishment around that time, nor would I avoid them if I knew them if they did”, she said and asked herself if she only felt guilty because this was Rory’s teacher, or also because she would get married… to Luke… who was just her friend.
”You know the wordsmith thing -- that's something we have in common”, Max laughed and squeezed her arm gently.
”See you around, Max”, she smiled back.
”Indeed. You will”, he said before she turned around and walked back to the cake stand, not aware that the goofy grin was still plastered on her face.
“What did he want?” Luke’s gruff voice brought her out of her thoughts.
“Oh… uhm… nothing”, she lied and gave him a quick smile. Why was she lying to him, she asked herself.
“Yeah, sure”, Luke snorted and handed a piece of cake to one of the other parents.
“Hey Sookie, you’ve got everything under control here? Luke and I should head back to the Inn and the diner. I’ll pick you up later, like we planed, okay?” Lorelai turned to her friend who just passed out recipes to some of the mother’s.
“Yeah sure. Just go”, Sookie waved her off and then turned the attention back on the recipes. Luke handed out one last piece and then turned to Sookie before he followed Lorelai to the truck.
“Here take this. Burn everything down if you like and make sure you don’t miss out the English classroom”, he whispered to Sookie, an angry undertone in his voice, handed her the lighter and marched off to the truck.
During the drive back the tension was so thick in the truck it could be cut with a knife. Lorelai wondered where Luke’s sudden bad mood was coming from and she stopped talking when he snapped at her for the fourth time in ten minutes. Maybe all the snooty people at Chilton had caused his bad mood, but she wasn’t sure and hoped it would vanish when they were back in Stars Hollow.
Luke on the other hand ranted internally. What else did he have to do that she would see him? He had agreed to marry her; he had moved in with her, he cooked her breakfast, lunch and dinner. He cared for Rory, he repaired things in the house and he even shared her bed, although it was driving him crazy that while she was allowed to snuggle up to him every night, he couldn’t do anything without breaking all gentleman rules. And now there was this stupid teacher, hitting on her right in front of his eyes, and she introduced him as “a friend”.
That evening when he came home from the diner, Lorelai was already upstairs, waiting up for him. He got his clothes, took a shower nd then went downstairs to sleep on the couch. He couldn’t sleep in one bed with her when she was dating another guy, and he was sure that’s what her goofy grin had meant.
Lorelai wondered when she heard the bathroom-door close and Luke didn’t come in the bedroom. She got up and walked downstairs quietly, as not to startle him, whatever he was doing. She stopped dead in her tracks when she was halfway down the stairs and saw him sleeping on the couch. It hurt her that she suddenly seemed to repulse him so much, that he couldn’t even share a bed with her anymore.
She missed him beside her, she missed her human pillow which she could snuggle up to.
He missed her beside him, he missed her head on his chest and the smell of her hair.
They both didn’t sleep that night
TBC