The Incredible Rising Lorelai

By Gigi

Author’s Note: This takes place after Lorelai sinks into Luke, crying in The Incredible Sinking Lorelai’s

A/N 2: Lorelai’s POV. Lorelai and Jason are not together in this

Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters. They belong to ASP and the WB.

Knock, knock! Stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid, Lorelai! Try shutting up for once! Just once! God, I’m such a hack. Sighing, I open the door.

“Hey!” I smile affectionately as Luke appears on the other side, leaning in for a kiss. “What brings you here?”

“You left your shawl in the limo.” Luke hands me the silver shawl and kisses me goodnight…again. “I’ll see you in the morning.” Luke walks down the hall as I stare at his receding behind.

Smiling, I close the door and lean on it. I look up to see Sookie grinning like an idiot. “What?”

“Nothing, it’s just like watching a love story, and I think I am such a wonderful friend to start the relationship between the two of you!”

“How the hell did you start it? All you and the rest of the town, including Rory, did was point out that he had a thing for me!” I laugh.

“But wasn’t I right?” Sookie hints.

“Yes,” I sigh. “You and the rest of this bizarre town were right. Listen, I’d love for you to stay and chat, but I have a bath that has probably lost its heat waiting for me.”

“Okay, okay, I’m leaving. But, I want private details,” Sookie demands.

“Private details on what? I already told you everything!” I reply.

“Luke’s on his way back!” Sookie finishes and rushes out the door.

“Sookie! What did you mean by that?” I follow Sookie out the door in time to see Luke walking right towards me. “God, that woman should have a booth with a big sign with a picture of a hand on it hanging above her head!” I mutter under my breath. “Hey!” I walk toward him and give him another kiss. “What brings you here, again?”

“Kirk is in my room.”

“Enough said. Come in.” I follow Luke into my room and sit on the bed after closing the door. “Stop looking at me like that.”

“Like what?”

“Like you’ve seen me naked!” I whip out.

“Okay, you have been watching way too much Grey’s Anatomy,” Luke says.

“Ah, I’ve trained you well.” I get up to stand in front of him, completely aware that my robe is starting to slip open. Looking straight into his eyes, I smile, shyly. “Hi,” I whisper.

“Hi,” Luke replies just as softly, leaning in for a kiss. Smiling, I go in to kiss just as the door flies open. Of course, we fly apart like shrapnel.

“What the—” I actually see who is at the door. Christopher.

“Lorelai,” Luke whispers out of the corner of his mouth. “Your robe.” At that, I quickly retie the robe fully shut.

“What are you doing here?” Christopher asks Luke. What is with this enmity between them? God, it’s so…enigmatic.

“Funny, I should be asking you the same thing,” Luke deadpans. He does have a point, there. Ooh, intrigue! Looking at the two men’s faces, I’m not so sure I like intrigue.

“Okay, you guys. The last time you were face to face with me in the room, it got very ugly. I would rather not relive that experience!” I interject, this time, rather than standing in between Luke and Christopher, I move behind Luke, clutching his shoulder. As much as I hate to admit it, Christopher scares me a bit, now. “Don’t mention my p-word or the b-words!” I whisper a warning into Luke’s ear. The last thing I need is to get hauled off—again, mind you—and land in the hospital for attack, because Christopher was reminded of my now prominent stomach.

“Christopher, I think you should leave, now. You’re too much drama, and Lorelai and I can’t handle that right now. Come back when there is less of a chance you are drunk,” Luke banishes Christopher, and it works. Christopher, looking dejected, slowly turns around and exits the room, leaving Luke and me alone once more. Yay!

“So, now that that’s taken care of, where were we?” I say seductively, turning Luke around to face me.

“I think we were about…here,” Luke lowers his head, aiming to kiss me. As tempted as I am, I have other plans, and I move just out of reach of Luke. “Hey! Not fair!”

“Haha, come on. Just give into it.” I laugh at his puzzled face.

“Give into what? Lorelai, where are you going?” Luke follows me into the bathroom to see me immersed in the lukewarm water. “Aw, I wish I had a camera,” Luke says as he marvels at the beautiful sight before him, which is me, hopefully.

“Just come here and get in, won’t you?” I beckon. What better way to end a perfect night than with a perfect bath?

8D

Waking up the next morning is extremely hard. I had the best dream ever. In it, Luke and I have amazing fun (dirty!) in my bathtub. After Luke comes in with me, he gives me the best massage ever, working out all the kinks my bruises gave me. Once my muscles are relaxed, we lay in the water just enjoying the moment, talking about random things, serious things. And this is my favorite part of the dream: Luke pulls out the same velvet box from when he proposed to me with the letters and asks me to marry him! Of course, I said yes!

Opening my eyes, I feel something on my finger. Looking down, I gasp. It wasn’t a dream!

A/N: There you go! All your questions about what happens to Luke’s proposal are solved! I would have put more detail into it, but 1) that would be bordering M rating and 2) it is hard to think up something more romantic than the whole letters thing! Review, review!