09.05.2009, 00:26
Titel: Wrong Turn
Autor : Cedric
Genre : Romance
Pairing : Java Junkies
Raiting : PG-13
Disclaimer : die Charaktere gehoeren alle nicht mir sondern Amy Sherman-Palladino. ich schreibe diese Story nur zum reinen Vergnuegen und verdiene kein Geld damit.
Sonstige Bemerkungen/Spoilerwarnung: Keine
Wrong Turn
Chapter One: Something to believe in
For the 100th time this day, he rummaged in his wallet. He couldnât find it. He just couldnât find it. Not that it was very valuable but it meant something to him. He wasnât quite sure what it was. But if it was really gone, he would terribly miss it. He tried to remember when he last saw it. No memory showed up in his mind. He always had taken it for granted, so he probably didnât realize it was gone for a long time. He could have lost it anywhere, in his apartment, at Dooseâs, at Rachelâs and his place. This thought made his stomach turn. What if she had found it? What if she had recognized the handwriting? Would she read something into it?
He sighed. It was the last thing he wanted to happen. He was happy. For the first time since his mom had died, he actually felt happy. He had been living with Rachel for almost three years now and nothing major had ever complicated their relationship. He sometimes wondered how he deserved that. He had never done anything outstanding in his whole life. Yet, he was feeling like one of the happiest people in the world. Rachel finally had settled down and it was just because of him. She had a âwhat he thought- was a boring job as a photo artist in Stars Hollow. But she seemed perfectly at ease. She didnât look like she was missing something at all. All she wanted was him and he felt pretty sure that all he needed was her, too.
He got up from the chair he was sitting on and went outside. He would never find that little piece of paper that he had kept in his wallet for 9 years now. It made him a little melancholy without knowing why. He was good friends with the woman who once gave it to him. She, too, was happily married to a man who was kind and decent. Max had turned out to be the best husband she could have hoped for. He was integrated in Stars Hollow completely. And that fact spoke for itself. He was beloved around there. And he even had to admit that he kind of liked Max, too. There were a few tensions at the beginning. He still couldnât think of a reason why.
He shook his head. He hadnât thought of that in a very long time. They technically led different lives. She only came by once in a while, when her caffeine-addiction became too strong, but it was not as often as in previous times. Once again, he sighed and set off to meet Rachel in their apartment.
~~~~~~
âHey, Lorelai! Do we have any kind of a toolbox around here?â
âToolbox? Yeah, sure. Bert has to be somewhere in the cupboard, I think.â
Max turned around. âBert?â he asked.
âYeah. Have I never mentioned him to you? Oh, he will not be pleased to hear that. I think I have to write him a letter to apologize.â
Max just shook his head. Sometimes he still wondered how crazy a person could get. Lorelai found always new ways to reach new heights. Whenever he thought, This was it, it canât get any worse, Lorelai topped it.
He searched the cupboard and finally, under a pair of Goofy-socks and the Bop-It he found the toolbox or rather Bert. He was a little bit dusty due to the long time he hadnât been used. He opened it up to find a screwdriver to fix the kitchen cupboard, which was broken for quite a time now. But Max knew, he wasnât really handy, so he had pushed and pushed it. But now he really had to do it. He dug around, when an emblem stroke his eye.
Property of Luke Danes. To be RETURNED, Lorelai! it read.
A strange feeling spread out in his stomach. He couldnât really explain why. Luke had never challenged him in any way. In fact, he had barely seen this guy in the last years. But still, it made Max very uncomfortable every time he thought of him. Max had sensed a vibe between Luke and Lorelai once. But it was only this once and a very long time ago. It was even before he had proposed to her. He shook his head, sighed, picked up the screwdriver and began to bolt up the kitchen cupboard. Soon enough, Bert was out of his mind.
Autor : Cedric
Genre : Romance
Pairing : Java Junkies
Raiting : PG-13
Disclaimer : die Charaktere gehoeren alle nicht mir sondern Amy Sherman-Palladino. ich schreibe diese Story nur zum reinen Vergnuegen und verdiene kein Geld damit.
Sonstige Bemerkungen/Spoilerwarnung: Keine
Wrong Turn
Chapter One: Something to believe in
For the 100th time this day, he rummaged in his wallet. He couldnât find it. He just couldnât find it. Not that it was very valuable but it meant something to him. He wasnât quite sure what it was. But if it was really gone, he would terribly miss it. He tried to remember when he last saw it. No memory showed up in his mind. He always had taken it for granted, so he probably didnât realize it was gone for a long time. He could have lost it anywhere, in his apartment, at Dooseâs, at Rachelâs and his place. This thought made his stomach turn. What if she had found it? What if she had recognized the handwriting? Would she read something into it?
He sighed. It was the last thing he wanted to happen. He was happy. For the first time since his mom had died, he actually felt happy. He had been living with Rachel for almost three years now and nothing major had ever complicated their relationship. He sometimes wondered how he deserved that. He had never done anything outstanding in his whole life. Yet, he was feeling like one of the happiest people in the world. Rachel finally had settled down and it was just because of him. She had a âwhat he thought- was a boring job as a photo artist in Stars Hollow. But she seemed perfectly at ease. She didnât look like she was missing something at all. All she wanted was him and he felt pretty sure that all he needed was her, too.
He got up from the chair he was sitting on and went outside. He would never find that little piece of paper that he had kept in his wallet for 9 years now. It made him a little melancholy without knowing why. He was good friends with the woman who once gave it to him. She, too, was happily married to a man who was kind and decent. Max had turned out to be the best husband she could have hoped for. He was integrated in Stars Hollow completely. And that fact spoke for itself. He was beloved around there. And he even had to admit that he kind of liked Max, too. There were a few tensions at the beginning. He still couldnât think of a reason why.
He shook his head. He hadnât thought of that in a very long time. They technically led different lives. She only came by once in a while, when her caffeine-addiction became too strong, but it was not as often as in previous times. Once again, he sighed and set off to meet Rachel in their apartment.
~~~~~~
âHey, Lorelai! Do we have any kind of a toolbox around here?â
âToolbox? Yeah, sure. Bert has to be somewhere in the cupboard, I think.â
Max turned around. âBert?â he asked.
âYeah. Have I never mentioned him to you? Oh, he will not be pleased to hear that. I think I have to write him a letter to apologize.â
Max just shook his head. Sometimes he still wondered how crazy a person could get. Lorelai found always new ways to reach new heights. Whenever he thought, This was it, it canât get any worse, Lorelai topped it.
He searched the cupboard and finally, under a pair of Goofy-socks and the Bop-It he found the toolbox or rather Bert. He was a little bit dusty due to the long time he hadnât been used. He opened it up to find a screwdriver to fix the kitchen cupboard, which was broken for quite a time now. But Max knew, he wasnât really handy, so he had pushed and pushed it. But now he really had to do it. He dug around, when an emblem stroke his eye.
Property of Luke Danes. To be RETURNED, Lorelai! it read.
A strange feeling spread out in his stomach. He couldnât really explain why. Luke had never challenged him in any way. In fact, he had barely seen this guy in the last years. But still, it made Max very uncomfortable every time he thought of him. Max had sensed a vibe between Luke and Lorelai once. But it was only this once and a very long time ago. It was even before he had proposed to her. He shook his head, sighed, picked up the screwdriver and began to bolt up the kitchen cupboard. Soon enough, Bert was out of his mind.
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