The Incredible Rising Lorelai

By Gigi

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

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

Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters, except for the ones I make up. They belong to ASP and the WB.

A/N: Okay, I got one comment from a person saying that last chapter was unrealistic and actually impossible. I promise you: I know it wasn’t actually legal, and will not happen. Rest assured; I know what I am doing. Thank you to my all-around best friend, who also happens to be my beta, OkGoPrettyMuchRules!

Open. Shut. Open. Shut. Open. Shit.

I’m back at the hospital.

I’m horizontal and at the hospital.

I’m under the covers on a bed at the hospital.

Open. Shut. Open. Shut. Open. Shut.

I’m in one of those hospital gowns that never stay closed and at the hospital.

I have one of those IV tubes sticking out of my arm and at the hospital.

I’m wearing one of those bracelets with my name on them and at the hospital.

Open. Shut. Open. Shut. Open. Shut.

8D

Shut.

“Is she awake? I thought I saw her blink…” I hear in the far off distance; too far to distinguish who is talking, but close enough to understand.

Ouch. Head. Hurts. Like. Shit.

Faintly, I hear the padding of someone’s feet and the creak of a door opening. A warm, shaky hand engulfs my right hand. Or is it my left? Whichever one isn’t already being held, that is the one now gripped.

Stupid. Hurting. Head.

I try to open my eyes again, but they are heavy as lead. I would try harder, but I am so drained I can’t even wince in pain from the pounding in my head. I hear faint chatter in the distance, but it’s extremely hard to hear. I can no longer distinguish words from each other.

Damn. Aching. Cranium. Thing.

“What happened!” A voice rings through my head, and if I could, I would hurt them severely if I weren’t in so much pain.

“Her babies—” My eyes shoot open upon hearing the word ‘babies’.

Nobody notices. Boy, do I feel important or what?

“What about my babies?” I croak and immediately regret it. Not only does my head hurt even more now, but my throat is on fire!

“Honey, they’re fine…” Emily strokes my hand soothingly.

Whoa. Step back. Emily is stroking my hand soothingly! What is wrong with this picture? And what was that “honey” business all about!

Bewildered, I scan the room with minimal head movement so as to guarantee minimal headache. No luck. My head starts pounding when I see Mom, Dad, Luke, Gigi, Michaela, Ali, and a doctor all squeezed into the little hospital room. Only one person is missing: Rory.

“Where is Rory?” I ask quietly, grimacing from the pain of the stupid thing attached to my neck.

“She’s coming as soon as she can. I just got off the phone with her,” Sookie reassures as she enters the already cramped room. “She was in the middle of a class, and so she’s trying to get out ASAP. By the way, the entire town came to see you, and I do mean the entire town. So I hope that makes you feel better.” Sookie shoots me a sweet smile, her dimples prominent and eyes full of worry.

Luke still hasn’t realized I’m awake, and he and the doctor wear uneasy looks. Oh. That’s comforting. Damn head.

“Hey, can I get something for my throat?” I request softly, unable to talk louder than a whisper.

Richard gets up from his position holding my hand to go ask the doctor for something to soothe my throat. Only then does Luke turn around and notice I’m conscious. Relief clouds his eyes as he rushes over and delicately kisses me.

“I’m so glad you’re awake! I was getting so worried,” he exclaims as he takes the now vacated seat beside my bed and holds my hand, his thumb rubbing the back of my hand.

“I’m fine,” I comfort before breaking into a coughing fit. The doctor rushes over and slips me cough syrup and soon the coughs subside. “I’m fine,” I repeat.

“Are you feeling all right?” Ali timidly asks. No, it must be Michaela. Ali isn’t timid.

I would answer if I didn’t hear the frantic footsteps of an upset daughter tearing down the hallway. As Rory bursts through the door and opens her mouth to speak, I cut to the chase and say, for the third time, that I’m fine.

“What the hell happened!” she demands.

“Nicole called,” Luke and I say simultaneously.

“Oh, my God, what did she say?” Luke and the girls all look to me.

“She’s suing me,” I state simply.

“Who is Nicole?” Emily interjects, her eyes bugging out along with everybody else’s. “And why is she suing my daughter?”

“I don’t know. I kinda just spaced out after the word ‘court’.”

Gigi pipes up. “She has no case.” Now everyone stares at her.

“What do you mean?” Richard inquires.

“We kind of eavesdropped…” Ali confesses.

“The phone was pretty loud!” Michaela defends.

“Anyway, it’s legally impossible for Nicole to indict you for the custody of a child that she has no rights to,” Gigi continues.

“Okay, you’re going to have to stop using big words before I start calling you Rory,” I tease quietly, smiling weakly.

“It’s true! She also can’t merge accounts without both account-holders present,” Ali adds.

“Nicole has no case whatsoever. It’s a bluff, a sham; she’s conned you into thinking she can appropriate everything you hold near and dear in your life,” Michaela finishes.

“My former comment still stands,” I state. “So you’re sure this entire thing was under false pretense?”

“Positive,” Rory chimes in. “The girls are right. This litigation is completely fictitious. She can’t steal anything.”

“So basically, if I hadn’t picked up the phone, I wouldn’t be lying here right now? The possibility factor is that low?”

“No.” All four girls say at once.

“What? You just said I needn’t worry!”

“The possibility factor is non-existent,” Gigi replies.

“So there is no reason to worry,” Ali soothes.

“It’ll all be okay,” Michaela comforts.

“See, Mom? Three girls you just met are already helping you,” Rory proves, happy that girls she just met are so nice.

“Mhm, Doctor Simmons?” I call as loudly as I can, which is practically inaudible.

“Yes?”

“Can you tell me what’s wrong with me?” I request.

“Nothing”

“Nothing? Then why did I pass out, and why does my head hurt like hell?” I question earnestly.

“Well the shock combined with the hormones is most likely what caused you to faint,” Doctor Simmons explains.

“And her head?” Luke asks, squeezing my hand.

“Again, the elevated hormone activity—due to the pregnancy—and the stress went directly to that bruise on your head. That was quite a while ago, I’m surprised it’s still there, to be totally honest with you.”

“What? What bruise?” Lorelai lifts up my hair and sees the still-purple bruise that Christopher so kindly left on my head. “Oh my god! Lorelai, how did you do this!”

“Oh this was Christopher’s little parting gift from last time he came by,” I answer. Everybody’s (well not Gigi or Michaela or Ali) face darkens as they recall that horrible night of Liz’s wedding.

8D

Many hours later, the only person left in the room with me is Luke. Even through all of this, Luke still seems to be the master of the monosyllable, only having said the bare minimum all day.

“Luke,” I croak.

“Hm?” He looks up from examining my engagement ring.

“Thanks.”

“For what?”

“For being here. Hey, climb on,” I offer, scooting over a bit. Luke obeys. “Good boy.”

“Aw geez,” Luke mutters under his breath. I laugh and peck him on the lips.

A/N: So, do you guys feel better? This was a fairly quick update, so I hope you’re happy about that! Review and…well, review!