01.07.2007, 00:40
So,mir war langweilig, da dachte ich, ich schreib mal weiter 
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Chapter 14: Melting ice
It had been another sleepless night for Lorelai and she had tossed and turned in bed, contemplating the whole night what she could do to make everything okay between her and Luke again.
At six o’clock she had got up and made herself a cup of coffee. Luke was already gone when she arrived downstairs and another opportunity to finally talk to him was gone.
Since the night before she wasn’t really angry anymore, but sad that it had come this far. With her coffee she sat down on the couch in the living room and starred into the semi-dark room, before she put the cup on the table and lay down on the couch. She grabbed the folded blanket from the other end of the couch and wrapped herself in it. It smelled like Luke, she discovered and smiled. She was asleep in no time.
The rest of the day she spend preparing the party for the evening. Sookie brought the food and Patty would bring the punch. Everything was organized and planed the only thing she wasn’t sure about was if Luke would come.
Granted, it was Rory’s party and she knew that her daughter had invited him, but on the other hand she feared that after the party last night he would just stay in the diner and wouldn’t show up.
At eight o’ clock everyone had arrived, even her parents had made an unexpected appearance, but Luke was still missing.
“Hey birthday girl. Present time”, Lorelai announced and Rory happily cut the cake and then unwrapped her presents.
“Oh mom, this is too much! Thank you”, Rory exclaimed when she saw the notebook her mother had bought her.
“Well, it’s from Luke and me”, Lorelai said and thought back to the day three weeks ago when she had dragged Luke shopping for presents for Rory. He had grumped the whole time, but in the end the notebook had been his idea and they had split the costs fifty fifty, because he had insisted.
The townies in the room started to murmur, picking up on this gossip immediately.
They still weren’t sure what was going on in the Gilmore house. All they knew was that Luke had moved in with Lorelai, that he accompanied her once a week to her parents and that nobody had seen them kissing or making out yet. And there was the blow-out in the front yard during the wake. After another guy had kissed Lorelai on the cheek Luke had yelled at her, obviously jealous, and ever since then they weren’t speaking. The facts weren’t fitting, everything was too confusing to get a clear picture yet and one theory was more obscure than the other.
“Still, mom. It’s really… wow”, Rory said and hugged her mother.
“Well, if you don’t want it I take it”, Lorelai laughed.
“No way”, Rory said and stepped back from the hug, looked around the room for Luke so she could thank him as well. She couldn’t see him. “Mom, where is Luke?” she asked.
“I don’t know. I guess he has to work”, Lorelai said and tried to hide her sadness that he hadn’t come behind a smile.
After Rory had unpacked every present Lorelai suddenly came face to face with her father.
“Hey dad”, she smiled and handed him a glass of punch.
“Hello Lorelai. Your fireplace needs a check-up”, he said.
“I will tell Luke”, she said and again her smile vanished. She hadn’t been aware of how much he was doing for her until they had this stupid fight.
“Where is he?” Emily, who had joined them, wanted to know.
“He has to work”, Lorelai said.
“You’re sure?” her mother questioned.
“Yes, mom”, Lorelai replied confused.
“Well, you weren’t sure before when Rory asked”, Emily remarked.
“Yeah, well…” Lorelai said and was glad when she saw Sookie waving. “Excuse me”, she apologized and went over to her friend.
“What’s with the panicked look on your face?” she asked her.
“OK, don't panic”, Sookie said.
“Well, I am not the one who actually looks panicked.. although I just faced my parents, so I dunno.. what’s wrong?” Lorelai rambled.
“We're out of ice”, Sookie admitted.
“How could we be out of ice? We had a ton of ice. It was like a penguin habitat in there”, Lorelai asked.
“I don't know how it happened, I just know it happened and somehow we have to deal with it”, Sookie said.
“I will go and get some then”, Lorelai sighed. She knew that to get ice at this time she had to go to the diner and face Luke. Sookie only nodded and went back into the kitchen, and quietly checked the door to the backyard that one couldn’t see the bag with ice she had hid there, wanting Lorelai and Luke to have a chance to work out whatever the problem was.
Lorelai got her keys from the desk and grabbed her jacket, just as the door opened and Luke came in, carrying two bags with ice. Lorelai stared at him and yelled without taking her eyes from him. “Oh! Oh my God! You're a vision! Sookie, we have ice!”
“Hallelujah”, Sookie said when she looked around the corner, just to disappear again when she saw how Lorelai was looking at Luke.
“ How did you know? “ Lorelai asked Luke and smiled.
“Well, a good rule of thumb is you can never have too much ice”, he said.
“Oh, you're the best”, Lorelai exclaimed and rushed over to him and hugged him tight. Luke couldn’t resists and let the bags of ice drop to the floor and wrapped his arms around her. It felt too good to have her back. Lorelai pulled back slightly and looked up to him, starring into his blue eyes. It hit her again how much she liked him- as more than a friend and she had the overwhelming urge to kiss him.
Luke stared back, tightened his arms around her waist and mirrored her smile with one of his own. He could see her eyes sparkling in the dimly lit entry-way and he thought, for the first time, that she could actually feel the same he did for her. That she could be interested in him as in more than friends, that maybe, this marriage wouldn’t be as hard as he thought.
He took one hand from her waist and stroked one strand of her hair behind her ear let his hand linger on her cheek, while slowly their faces got closer and closer.
Until they heard someone clear his throat and they jumped apart, turned around and came face to face with Emily Gilmore.
“Oh, hi, Mom. Luke brought ice”, Lorelai stuttered while Emily smiled with raised eyebrows.
“How are you doing?” Luke asked after clearing his throat, the distant look back in his eyes.
“Fine, thank you”, Emily still grinned.
“Well I'd better get these in the freezer before it melts” , Luke said and hurried of into the kitchen, to get out of the situation.
“Well, not very likely in here”, Lorelai muttered and glared at her mother, before rushing past her in the living-room, angry at her mother and the rest of the world, that they hadn’t kissed.
~*~
Later in the evening, when everyone was telling stories from Rory’s childhood, Lorelai kept throwing glances at Luke. He was sitting in the arm-chair by the fireplace, laughing with the rest of them, sharing memories from Rory’s and her past with the others.
From time to time their gazes locked, just like the evening before, and just like the evening before they kept breaking it quickly and looked away.
When Lorelai saw her mother disappearing upstairs, she followed her, shrugged when Luke threw her a questioning look.
She found Emily in her bedroom, `Our bedroom`, she corrected herself, with a quilt in her hand which lay on the bed.
“I made that”, Lorelai said and made her presence known.
“Really? “ Emily asked surprised.
“From Rory's old baby clothes”.
“How nice. Hope you washed them first”, Emily said and lay the quilt back down on the bed.
“Oh, rats. I knew I forgot something”, Lorelai cursed jokingly.
“That's quite an assortment of characters you've assembled down there”. Emily stated and sat down on the bed.
“They're great people”.
“This Patricia ..”
“Miss Patty” Lorelai corrected.
“She teaches dance?” her mother asked.
“Among other things”, Lorelai smiled.
“And Luke..” Emily said in a soft tone.
“Luke”, Lorelai repeated and sighed quietly, which did not go unnoticed by her mother.
“How long have you been seeing him? Since my condition or even before?” Emily asked.
“Luke? I'm not seeing Luke. He's just a friend. And will be husband soon… because of your condition”, Lorelai explained, but stopped smiling.
“Mm-hmm”, Emily nodded knowingly.
“Mom, I swear. Luke keeps me in coffee, he feeds me.. that’s all”, Lorelai said and sounded disappointed even for her own ears.
“He likes you”, Emily stated.
“And you're judging this by what? “ Lorelai asked surprised.
“By they way he looks at you”, Emily smiled.
“Which is how?”
“Like you were about to give him a lap dance right in the foyer when you hugged him”.
“Mom, he did not look at me like that”, Lorelai shook her head, but smiled. She liked the possibility that maybe, for once, her mother could be right.
“You're pleased”, Emily noticed.
“What? “ Lorelai asked and snapped out of her thoughts.
“You smiled. You're pleased that Luke looked at you like a Porterhouse steak”, Emily grinned.
“I'm smiling because you're crazy and that's what you do to crazy people to keep them calm”, Lorelai stalled, not willing to admit anything to her mother, because she knew that it could easily backfire. Emily just looked at her and raised her eyebrows, kept smiling.
Then she got off the bed and looked around the room, saw Luke’s jeans lying over the back of a chair, several of Lorelai’s shirts on top. She saw Luke’s razor on a shelf in the bathroom and his bathrobe on a hook on the door.
Then she saw something different: A picture of Lorelai on crutches.
“What's this?” she asked Lorelai and picked up the picture frame.
“Well, that's me, Mom”.
“I know that's you. You're wearing a cast”.
“Yeah, that's when I broke my leg”, Lorelai shrugged.
“You broke your leg? “
“Yeah, three years ago during a yoga class. The headstand portion took a very ugly turn. The good thing was I brought the smug, blonde, pretzel chick down with me. I've since learned that I'm a bit too competitive for yoga”, Lorelai smiled at the memory.
“I never knew that you broke your leg”, Emily said quietly.
“It was no big deal, Mom. If I'd been really sick you would have known”, Lorelai dismissed it.
“Yeah, well...You know, could get a maid in here once a week to at least tidy the place up. I’m sure Luke is not too fond of this chaos”, Emily changed the topic and put the frame back down on the dresser.
“I like it cluttered nd Luke hasn’t complained so far”, Lorelai said.
“You can't even find the bed”.
“Yes I can. It's the thing that I crash into on the way to the closet”, she joked.
“I should go check on your father”, Emily said.
“It was nice that you came tonight, Mom. It meant a lot. To Rory. Really”, Lorelai said and gave her mother an honest smile.
“Well, she is my granddaughter, after all. I should be here”, her mother said.
“I totally agree”, Lorelai nodded and Emily picked up the quilt again, wanting to fold it neatly.
“Leave it”, Lorelai smiled at her mother, who lay down the quilt and left the room. Lorelai stayed back, thought about what her mother had told her. Could it really be true? Did Luke look at her that way ? For a moment she let herself believe that Luke actually had a thing for her. She thought back to the look in his eyes earlier, to their game of look-and-look-away, to the way he had held her each night, to the way he comforted her with a few words last night. But then the thoughts of the fight came back, of the icy stares he had given her, the freeze-out he had put her on. She sighed again and left the room, switched the light of. She had a party to host.
~*~
Later that night, when all the guests were gone, Luke was getting rid of the trash and Lorelai found herself alone in the kitchen, packing away the left-overs, she looked out of the window and saw Rory and the boy, Rory didn’t want to talk about. By the way her daughter looked at him, and by the way he smiled at her she knew it had to be him.
She saw that he handed Rory a gift, which she unwrapped. It was a bracelet, which looked like he had made it himself.
She saw how he tied it around Rory’s wrist, saw her daughter smile at the boy, before he leaned in and kissed her daughter and she kissed him back.
Lorelai’s mouth stood open and she turned around, debating if she should run out and slap him. She whirled around again, saw him walking away, saw the happy smile on Rory’s face.
Right that moment she was jealous of her daughter, because for her everything came easy, while for her everything was always twisted and complicated.
She heard the door open and close and knew Luke was back, just before the back-door opened and Rory came in, a happy look still on her face. Rory kissed her on the cheek, said good-night and went to bed, Luke retreated to the living-room, made the couch read to sleep on.
Right then Lorelai knew something had to change, the sooner the better. She was sick of being alone and unhappy.
TBC
Danke für die reviews Chapter 14: Melting ice
It had been another sleepless night for Lorelai and she had tossed and turned in bed, contemplating the whole night what she could do to make everything okay between her and Luke again.
At six o’clock she had got up and made herself a cup of coffee. Luke was already gone when she arrived downstairs and another opportunity to finally talk to him was gone.
Since the night before she wasn’t really angry anymore, but sad that it had come this far. With her coffee she sat down on the couch in the living room and starred into the semi-dark room, before she put the cup on the table and lay down on the couch. She grabbed the folded blanket from the other end of the couch and wrapped herself in it. It smelled like Luke, she discovered and smiled. She was asleep in no time.
The rest of the day she spend preparing the party for the evening. Sookie brought the food and Patty would bring the punch. Everything was organized and planed the only thing she wasn’t sure about was if Luke would come.
Granted, it was Rory’s party and she knew that her daughter had invited him, but on the other hand she feared that after the party last night he would just stay in the diner and wouldn’t show up.
At eight o’ clock everyone had arrived, even her parents had made an unexpected appearance, but Luke was still missing.
“Hey birthday girl. Present time”, Lorelai announced and Rory happily cut the cake and then unwrapped her presents.
“Oh mom, this is too much! Thank you”, Rory exclaimed when she saw the notebook her mother had bought her.
“Well, it’s from Luke and me”, Lorelai said and thought back to the day three weeks ago when she had dragged Luke shopping for presents for Rory. He had grumped the whole time, but in the end the notebook had been his idea and they had split the costs fifty fifty, because he had insisted.
The townies in the room started to murmur, picking up on this gossip immediately.
They still weren’t sure what was going on in the Gilmore house. All they knew was that Luke had moved in with Lorelai, that he accompanied her once a week to her parents and that nobody had seen them kissing or making out yet. And there was the blow-out in the front yard during the wake. After another guy had kissed Lorelai on the cheek Luke had yelled at her, obviously jealous, and ever since then they weren’t speaking. The facts weren’t fitting, everything was too confusing to get a clear picture yet and one theory was more obscure than the other.
“Still, mom. It’s really… wow”, Rory said and hugged her mother.
“Well, if you don’t want it I take it”, Lorelai laughed.
“No way”, Rory said and stepped back from the hug, looked around the room for Luke so she could thank him as well. She couldn’t see him. “Mom, where is Luke?” she asked.
“I don’t know. I guess he has to work”, Lorelai said and tried to hide her sadness that he hadn’t come behind a smile.
After Rory had unpacked every present Lorelai suddenly came face to face with her father.
“Hey dad”, she smiled and handed him a glass of punch.
“Hello Lorelai. Your fireplace needs a check-up”, he said.
“I will tell Luke”, she said and again her smile vanished. She hadn’t been aware of how much he was doing for her until they had this stupid fight.
“Where is he?” Emily, who had joined them, wanted to know.
“He has to work”, Lorelai said.
“You’re sure?” her mother questioned.
“Yes, mom”, Lorelai replied confused.
“Well, you weren’t sure before when Rory asked”, Emily remarked.
“Yeah, well…” Lorelai said and was glad when she saw Sookie waving. “Excuse me”, she apologized and went over to her friend.
“What’s with the panicked look on your face?” she asked her.
“OK, don't panic”, Sookie said.
“Well, I am not the one who actually looks panicked.. although I just faced my parents, so I dunno.. what’s wrong?” Lorelai rambled.
“We're out of ice”, Sookie admitted.
“How could we be out of ice? We had a ton of ice. It was like a penguin habitat in there”, Lorelai asked.
“I don't know how it happened, I just know it happened and somehow we have to deal with it”, Sookie said.
“I will go and get some then”, Lorelai sighed. She knew that to get ice at this time she had to go to the diner and face Luke. Sookie only nodded and went back into the kitchen, and quietly checked the door to the backyard that one couldn’t see the bag with ice she had hid there, wanting Lorelai and Luke to have a chance to work out whatever the problem was.
Lorelai got her keys from the desk and grabbed her jacket, just as the door opened and Luke came in, carrying two bags with ice. Lorelai stared at him and yelled without taking her eyes from him. “Oh! Oh my God! You're a vision! Sookie, we have ice!”
“Hallelujah”, Sookie said when she looked around the corner, just to disappear again when she saw how Lorelai was looking at Luke.
“ How did you know? “ Lorelai asked Luke and smiled.
“Well, a good rule of thumb is you can never have too much ice”, he said.
“Oh, you're the best”, Lorelai exclaimed and rushed over to him and hugged him tight. Luke couldn’t resists and let the bags of ice drop to the floor and wrapped his arms around her. It felt too good to have her back. Lorelai pulled back slightly and looked up to him, starring into his blue eyes. It hit her again how much she liked him- as more than a friend and she had the overwhelming urge to kiss him.
Luke stared back, tightened his arms around her waist and mirrored her smile with one of his own. He could see her eyes sparkling in the dimly lit entry-way and he thought, for the first time, that she could actually feel the same he did for her. That she could be interested in him as in more than friends, that maybe, this marriage wouldn’t be as hard as he thought.
He took one hand from her waist and stroked one strand of her hair behind her ear let his hand linger on her cheek, while slowly their faces got closer and closer.
Until they heard someone clear his throat and they jumped apart, turned around and came face to face with Emily Gilmore.
“Oh, hi, Mom. Luke brought ice”, Lorelai stuttered while Emily smiled with raised eyebrows.
“How are you doing?” Luke asked after clearing his throat, the distant look back in his eyes.
“Fine, thank you”, Emily still grinned.
“Well I'd better get these in the freezer before it melts” , Luke said and hurried of into the kitchen, to get out of the situation.
“Well, not very likely in here”, Lorelai muttered and glared at her mother, before rushing past her in the living-room, angry at her mother and the rest of the world, that they hadn’t kissed.
~*~
Later in the evening, when everyone was telling stories from Rory’s childhood, Lorelai kept throwing glances at Luke. He was sitting in the arm-chair by the fireplace, laughing with the rest of them, sharing memories from Rory’s and her past with the others.
From time to time their gazes locked, just like the evening before, and just like the evening before they kept breaking it quickly and looked away.
When Lorelai saw her mother disappearing upstairs, she followed her, shrugged when Luke threw her a questioning look.
She found Emily in her bedroom, `Our bedroom`, she corrected herself, with a quilt in her hand which lay on the bed.
“I made that”, Lorelai said and made her presence known.
“Really? “ Emily asked surprised.
“From Rory's old baby clothes”.
“How nice. Hope you washed them first”, Emily said and lay the quilt back down on the bed.
“Oh, rats. I knew I forgot something”, Lorelai cursed jokingly.
“That's quite an assortment of characters you've assembled down there”. Emily stated and sat down on the bed.
“They're great people”.
“This Patricia ..”
“Miss Patty” Lorelai corrected.
“She teaches dance?” her mother asked.
“Among other things”, Lorelai smiled.
“And Luke..” Emily said in a soft tone.
“Luke”, Lorelai repeated and sighed quietly, which did not go unnoticed by her mother.
“How long have you been seeing him? Since my condition or even before?” Emily asked.
“Luke? I'm not seeing Luke. He's just a friend. And will be husband soon… because of your condition”, Lorelai explained, but stopped smiling.
“Mm-hmm”, Emily nodded knowingly.
“Mom, I swear. Luke keeps me in coffee, he feeds me.. that’s all”, Lorelai said and sounded disappointed even for her own ears.
“He likes you”, Emily stated.
“And you're judging this by what? “ Lorelai asked surprised.
“By they way he looks at you”, Emily smiled.
“Which is how?”
“Like you were about to give him a lap dance right in the foyer when you hugged him”.
“Mom, he did not look at me like that”, Lorelai shook her head, but smiled. She liked the possibility that maybe, for once, her mother could be right.
“You're pleased”, Emily noticed.
“What? “ Lorelai asked and snapped out of her thoughts.
“You smiled. You're pleased that Luke looked at you like a Porterhouse steak”, Emily grinned.
“I'm smiling because you're crazy and that's what you do to crazy people to keep them calm”, Lorelai stalled, not willing to admit anything to her mother, because she knew that it could easily backfire. Emily just looked at her and raised her eyebrows, kept smiling.
Then she got off the bed and looked around the room, saw Luke’s jeans lying over the back of a chair, several of Lorelai’s shirts on top. She saw Luke’s razor on a shelf in the bathroom and his bathrobe on a hook on the door.
Then she saw something different: A picture of Lorelai on crutches.
“What's this?” she asked Lorelai and picked up the picture frame.
“Well, that's me, Mom”.
“I know that's you. You're wearing a cast”.
“Yeah, that's when I broke my leg”, Lorelai shrugged.
“You broke your leg? “
“Yeah, three years ago during a yoga class. The headstand portion took a very ugly turn. The good thing was I brought the smug, blonde, pretzel chick down with me. I've since learned that I'm a bit too competitive for yoga”, Lorelai smiled at the memory.
“I never knew that you broke your leg”, Emily said quietly.
“It was no big deal, Mom. If I'd been really sick you would have known”, Lorelai dismissed it.
“Yeah, well...You know, could get a maid in here once a week to at least tidy the place up. I’m sure Luke is not too fond of this chaos”, Emily changed the topic and put the frame back down on the dresser.
“I like it cluttered nd Luke hasn’t complained so far”, Lorelai said.
“You can't even find the bed”.
“Yes I can. It's the thing that I crash into on the way to the closet”, she joked.
“I should go check on your father”, Emily said.
“It was nice that you came tonight, Mom. It meant a lot. To Rory. Really”, Lorelai said and gave her mother an honest smile.
“Well, she is my granddaughter, after all. I should be here”, her mother said.
“I totally agree”, Lorelai nodded and Emily picked up the quilt again, wanting to fold it neatly.
“Leave it”, Lorelai smiled at her mother, who lay down the quilt and left the room. Lorelai stayed back, thought about what her mother had told her. Could it really be true? Did Luke look at her that way ? For a moment she let herself believe that Luke actually had a thing for her. She thought back to the look in his eyes earlier, to their game of look-and-look-away, to the way he had held her each night, to the way he comforted her with a few words last night. But then the thoughts of the fight came back, of the icy stares he had given her, the freeze-out he had put her on. She sighed again and left the room, switched the light of. She had a party to host.
~*~
Later that night, when all the guests were gone, Luke was getting rid of the trash and Lorelai found herself alone in the kitchen, packing away the left-overs, she looked out of the window and saw Rory and the boy, Rory didn’t want to talk about. By the way her daughter looked at him, and by the way he smiled at her she knew it had to be him.
She saw that he handed Rory a gift, which she unwrapped. It was a bracelet, which looked like he had made it himself.
She saw how he tied it around Rory’s wrist, saw her daughter smile at the boy, before he leaned in and kissed her daughter and she kissed him back.
Lorelai’s mouth stood open and she turned around, debating if she should run out and slap him. She whirled around again, saw him walking away, saw the happy smile on Rory’s face.
Right that moment she was jealous of her daughter, because for her everything came easy, while for her everything was always twisted and complicated.
She heard the door open and close and knew Luke was back, just before the back-door opened and Rory came in, a happy look still on her face. Rory kissed her on the cheek, said good-night and went to bed, Luke retreated to the living-room, made the couch read to sleep on.
Right then Lorelai knew something had to change, the sooner the better. She was sick of being alone and unhappy.
TBC