The Incredible Rising Lorelai
By Gigi



Chapter 12: Unexpected Day

A/N: Please note that part of this chapter is a little disturbing, so if you get upset easily, please skip that part of the chapter! I will post an A/N signaling the beginning and end of the upsetting part.

“Please!” I plead.

“No! You are not getting any coffee! I don’t want our kid to have two heads!” Luke scowls as he cooks me breakfast in the kitchen.

“Oh, you’re no fun.” I pout. I need coffee…at least the taste…and if that means I need decaf, then ho! It’s decaf…at least as far as he knows.

“Would it help if I said to make me decaf? I just need the taste of coffee! Please!” aha! I got him to look at me strangely. God, that’s funny. “I promise, now will you get me a mug from there?” I ask while I switch the coffee holders when his back is turned.

“Here, which one is decaf?” he asks.

“This one,” I say, pointing to the decaf, knowing he isn’t going to believe me.

“Nice try,” he says, reaching for the regular coffee.

“Humph!” I pout, playing along. Yippee, I get real coffee!

“Here…now I gotta get to the diner. And you need to get ready and go to work.”

“Aw, Luke, my working man, you take such good care of me!” I sing and head upstairs.

“I’m closing the diner early, okay?” he calls up to me…how Romeo and Rapunzel’s prince-like of him.

“hm!” I reply.

“Can you get back early, too?”

“I can try, why?”

“Liz’s wedding is today! You wanna come with me?” Ah, there we go.

“Sure! What time?” I call down to him, coming out of my room with a bathrobe on, about to take a shower.

“Meet me at the diner around noon! I’m making the divorce final in about an hour so I gotta go! And it’s renaissance themed!”

“Okay, I’ll see you at noon, hon!” I smile down at him, he smiles back.

“Bye!” he waves. I wave back and he leaves the house. I sigh and step into the shower, knowing full well that right after I drop some stuff at the inn, I have to head to Hartford and tell my parents the news. Yippee…

8D --deranged psychopathic smiley

I pull into the driveway of my parents’ house. Well, there’s no turning back now. However much I wish to go right back home, I have to do this.

Ding-dong! Does that bell have to be so loud? It always gave me a headache and it still does. Oh crap, the door is opening. Oh, it’s a maid, thank god.

“Hi, I’m Richard and Emily’s daughter. I need to tell them something.”

“Yes, the Gilmores are in the living room.” The maid timidly says.

“FIONA! Who’s at the door?” I hear Emily screech from the living room.

“You can go hide in the kitchen now,” I say to Fiona.

“Thank you!” Fiona rushes off to her sanctuary. I walk into the living room to see both my parents sitting and reading.

“Hey, mom, dad” I announce my presence. Dad looks up at me.

“Lorelai, what are you doing here?” he inquires.

“I need to tell you and mom something” I say.

“Yes?” Emily puts down her book.

“I…I…” Okay, now would be a good time to actually say I’m pregnant!

“For God’s sake, Lorelai, we don’t have all day!” Emily screeches.

“I’m-pregnant-again” I blurt out, making it sound like one word.

Emily and Richard just stare at me. This might be the second time in my life that they actually ever seem small to me. I don’t need to say that the first time was when I was pregnant with Rory.

“Whose is it?” Richard finally gets out, unable of further speech.

“Luke’s” is all I say.

“Who is Luke?” Emily regains her composure…somewhat.

“Luke is the guy who owns the diner in Stars Hollow. You know: jeans, plaid shirt, backwards baseball cap…” I reply.

“HIM!” Emily screeches. I should have just kept my mouth shut. “You’re having HIS baby!”

“Yes…” She scares me.

“Why do you want to have HIS baby! Why would you sleep with HIM in the first place!” I really should have just done this over the phone. But this is just going too far.

“Gee, mom, I don’t know why. Maybe it’s because he’s always been there for me. Maybe it’s because he’s always been a father for Rory! Maybe it’s because I CARE FOR HIM!” Good. I shouldn’t say I love him to Emily…not now at least. “I have done what I came to do. Have a nice day!” I storm out of the house. Well, at least I have a date with Luke soon, which reminds me: I need to get a new dress!

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“Hello, good sir! Your lady hath arrived to be escorted forthwith!” I say, meeting Luke in front of Luke’s diner. He cleans up good!

“I didn’t know you speak renaissance!” Luke is surprised, how cute!

“Oh yeah, I’m quite fluent in renaissance. You look nice, I’m loving the tie!” He definitely didn’t pick it out himself. Jess probably helped.

“Thanks. You look…beautiful,” Luke’s blushing! I repeat: how cute!

“Flattery will get you everywhere my friend…Shall we?” I flash my pearly whites at him as we walk down to the wedding. “So guess what I did today?”

“What?”

“I got to tell my parents the news.” I say with a bunch of sarcastic excitement.

“Oh, I bet that was fun!” Luke says, playing along. We talk about that until we reach the wedding, when he sees a guy wearing a wreath. “There’s no such thing as a manly wreath!” Luke rants. I love ranting Luke.

“I dunno, I mean Caesar pulled it off. Cleopatra would pull off the leaves, very sexy.” I love uncomfortable Luke just as much!

After an uncomfortable encounter with Crazy Carrie, I go over to check on Liz’s dress.

“Do you wanna get married?” Liz’s question throws me off.

“Oh now, Liz, it’s inappropriate to ask me to marry you on your wedding day,” I joke, trying to divert the question.

“Oh! Ha! But really, do you wanna get married?” Liz insists.

“I dunno. I guess, maybe. If I meet the right guy,” I think I might have just found that guy. I leave Miss Patty’s and find my way back to Luke.

“How is everything?” Luke asks.

“Crisis: averted” I reply as the ceremony starts. “Aw I want one of those!” I whisper as Liz rides on a carriage to the aisle. “She looks happy…” God, I hope I get to be that happy one day. I almost had it, but Max wasn’t the one I wanted to marry, and he still isn’t. 8D

“You wanna dance?” Luke nods towards the dance floor.

“Really?” I ask, incredulously. “You said before you don’t dance!”

“Well, I’m a compulsive liar.” That he is.

“Okay, well, sure! Let’s dance!” he holds out his hand and I take it, my heart going into my throat. Luke pulls me close, his free hand going to the small of my back. I look into his beautiful blue eyes for a moment before we are interrupted.

“Lorelai!” I hear a familiar voice a few meters away.

“No…” I groan, turning so Luke can’t see who it is.

“Who is it?” Luke asks. So I guess he noticed my strategic placing of his body.

“Christopher” I say with all the loathing in my voice. It’s not that I hate him…okay I hate him a little bit…but it’s just that he ruined the one perfect moment I was having. “Christopher! What are you doing here!”

“What are you doing with him!” Christopher yells. He looks like he is having trouble walking in a straight line…or walking…or standing…or even positioning both his eyes.

“Are you drunk?” is all I ask, still clutching to Luke even tighter now. He must have noticed, because he is holding me even closer and tracing circles on my back with his fingers to soothe me.

“Maybe” Christopher’s voice goes up about two octaves. “But what are you doing with him!”

“She’s dancing with me! What’s wrong with dancing?” Luke retorts. Thank god for Luke.

“Okay, both of you come with me! You’re causing a scene! This is a wedding for God’s sake!” I remove my hand from Luke’s shoulder, while still holding Luke’s with my other hand, and grab Christopher’s jacket collar and pull them off to behind Doose’s Market. It’s the farthest away; nobody will hear the psychotic yelling bound to take place. “Now, Christopher, tell me what the hell you’re doing here and what you have against Luke!”

“You wanna know what I have against Luke? Okay, I’ll tell you! You’re having his baby! That’s what I have against Luke!” Oh dear God!

“How the hell did you find—Emily told you, didn’t she?” My face darkens immediately.

“Lorelai?” Luke asks, concerned. He puts an arm around me, rubbing them soothingly.

“Hands off, bucko!” Christopher starts toward Luke, and I step in front of him…which him I am talking about, I have no idea; they are both facing me so it doesn’t really matter which ‘him’ I’m talking about.

“Hey! You guys are not getting into a fight over this! Especially since not everybody knows what the fight would be about!” I say, partly because it is the truth, but partly to lighten the mood…which definitely didn’t happen.

“You’re having his baby!” Christopher stares at my stomach.

“Sherry had your baby! And you don’t see me jealous and dribbling drunk!” I shoot back, covering my stomach.

“That’s it!” Christopher takes advantage of the fact that Luke is no longer holding me and grabs my wrist, starting to drag me off.

Try as I might to loosen his grip, it doesn’t. “Christopher! You’re crazy! Luke!” I say looking back. “Help would be much appreciated at the current situation!” Luke tries to come after me, but his pant leg gets stuck on a pipe, tripping him.

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A/N: This portion is rated M. If you get upset easily, DO NOT read this. I just read an article about this particular subject, and I want to make sure readers know how terrifying it can be.

Christopher drags me to Miss Patty’s dance studio, now empty. He lets go of my wrist with such force that I can’t stop myself from running into the fitting dummy. Ah! I broke a heel! These are brand new shoes! Okay, so they are authentic vintage shoes but I just bought them today to go with this dress!

I hear the door slide shut and wince. Great, now there is no way out. I slowly turn around to find a drunken Christopher with a rather hungry look in his eyes. I’m not sure I like that look. I avert me eyes to the door, which is locked. Great, I feel real safe now.

“I need you…now!” Christopher growls and pushes his lips upon mine, pinning me up against the wall, literally. My dress is caught on a nail! I turn my head so he can’t kiss me anymore. I try to catch my breath, but he forces my head to turn and crashes his lips on mine again. He pulls away, looking at me. “Come on, you used to enjoy this! Remember all those times?” I try to discourage him and shake my head. “Fine, then I’ll help you remember.”

He pins me against the wall with his hips as he doesn’t bother to undo my dress, but rather reaches down the front to undo my bra. Why did I wear one that clasps in the front? Once he unclasps my bra, he decides to ruin my beautiful new dress I bought especially for Luke and rip it right down the front. He pushes both the dress and the bra down my arms, which are clasped to the wall, trying not to fall seeing as my feet are quite far off the ground.

He starts to kiss down my neckline when I finally decide to react. This is definitely not how I planned tonight to go. But nothing else in my life has been going right so I really can’t do anything about it. I push Christopher with all my might to stop him from slobbering all over my breasts, just to stop him. Period

I manage to get him a few feet away as I try to unhook myself from the wall. I manage to get down and run a few feet toward the exit, but Christopher recovers too quickly, taking my shoulders and slamming me onto the piano seat so that I’m lying down, shaking like crazy.

Christopher sits on me, just below my stomach, while he rips off his shirt and starts to undo his pants. I try to fidget my way from beneath him, but he traps me even further by kissing me fiercely…crashing my head on the piano seat beneath me in the process, continuing to take off his pants.

I let out a cry for help. I feel a tear run down my cheek. Just when I thought I was about to be raped for the first time, I hear a door opening. I scream into Christopher’s mouth to signal I’m trapped. The head injury coupled with my lack of breath causes me to pass out for a minute.

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A/N: The bad part is over. Those who did not want to read the previous part can continue again. Please note that I am not some sick person trying to freak you guys out. It’s just too many people are ignorant to it and I wanted to raise awareness. I’m not the only one either!

When I come around, I am still lying on the piano bench with my dress ripped, but my bra is now securely fastened. Good, I at least have some dignity after this debacle.

I look around me. I am surrounded by the townspeople. Great, now everybody knows I almost got raped. That’s just peachy. I just hope TJ and Liz’s wedding wasn’t screwed up because of this. I hear a doctor behind me.

“She’s lost some blood from this head injury. By the looks of it, she banged her head against the corner of the bench pretty hard. She’s going to have to go to the hospital.” What the doctor is saying is finally registering.

“No!” Everybody turns to stare at me. Apparently, nobody realized I was conscious again. “I can’t go to the hospital! I have a test run at my inn tomorrow! I really have to be there! I mean, it’s MY inn! Mine and Sookie’s! We bought it and stretched ourselves thin to get it open by our projected time tables! I have to be there!” I sound hysterical.

“Don’t worry; you’ll only be there overnight. You will be discharged from the hospital in the morning.” The doctor reassures me. I nod, relieved, and start to get up.

“Ah! Ow, ow, ow, ow! I’m in a great deal of pain here, anybody wanna give me a hand?” I flinch. About five people rush to help me up. I finally get on my feet and I can move. “Where’s Luke?” I ask, looking around.

“Luke is outside. He didn’t want to see you hurt, so he just waited outside with his truck in case you needed a ride. He said he heard a scream and came and got us. Then he picked up his truck and parked outside. He’s been there ever since.” Babette answers.

“Yeah, I need a ride. I don’t need an ambulance!” I correct when the doctors start to hover around me. I am fine. Do you have a bandage you could dress my…er…wound in until I reach the hospital?” The doctors hurriedly dress my head and escort me outside, me, flinching the entire way down the stairs.

I finally make it down the stairs and open my eyes, looking straight into Luke’s. His eyes are so full of concern I wish I could just say I’m okay, but the fact that I have to have five people to help me walk, thereby contradicting that last statement, doesn’t really help.

“Lorelai, are you okay?” Luke sounds so scared.

“Yeah, Luke, I’m fine. I have to stay in the hospital overnight, but the doctors said I could ride with you there.” Luke nods and opens his truck door as he, Miss Patty, Babette, Sookie, and Gypsy help me into the truck.

Once inside the truck, I put my seatbelt on and wait for Luke to start the ignition. As soon as we hit the road I try my best to reassure him. “I’m okay, really. I just have a minor head injury and something about my back. I was out cold for that part. But look! I can stand, sit, walk…with help, and talk just fine. I just don’t want you to worry.”

“I was so scared when I couldn’t help you. I’m the reason you’re hurt. It’s my entire fault.” Luke stammers out.

“No, Luke, don’t you dare think that this was your fault! It’s anything but! I know you tried to help me. I appreciate that. I’m just glad you got help before he raped me.”

“What? He almost raped you? So he didn’t rape you?” Luke’s voice started to rise with hope.

“No, he did not rape me. He was just about to when somebody came in. Thank you, Luke. You saved me,” I say.

After a silence, Luke speaks up. “How’s the baby?”

“I honestly don’t know. I can ask them to test if the baby is still healthy when we get there.”

“Yeah, I think we should do that.” Luke looks at me and sees me really mad. “Lorelai, are you okay?”

“No. My mom did this. She told him about the baby…She practically threw a fit when she found out you were the father.” My voice is shaking with fury.

“It’s gonna be okay, Lorelai. Okay, so not really. But the last thing you need right now is to get all riled up about your mother. We’ll deal with her another day. Just focus on getting better and reaching the inn on time.” I eventually calm down, and by then, we reach the big white building, also known as the hospital.

As I am assisted getting out of Luke’s truck, a nurse wheels up a wheel chair. For once, I don’t mind being wheeled around like a helpless person. I just need to be strong, emotionally if not physically.

Luke takes care of my forms as the doctors steer me into a room. The doctors tell me stuff and then Luke comes in.

“They say I don’t need to get stitches. I just need to have some blood clotting medicine and a bandage for tonight and I am good to go.” I try to be as cheerful as possible.

Luke comes over and gives me a huge hug and a peck on the lips. I hear a VERY distinctive voice in the background. Finally!

Next on the Incredible Rising Lorelai: Lorelai and Sookie finally open the Dragonfly, but it proves a difficulty hiding both the relationship and the injuries from the prying eyes of the guests. When somebody notices something, all hell breaks loose.

A/N: Behold! The longest chapter I have ever written! On its 8th page! I’m sorry for the part about the raping, but raping happen everyday and I felt an obligation to raise awareness. I don’t mean to scare you guys, I just want to forewarn you! Please review. And don’t worry; there will not be another chapter like that!


To be continued...