A/N: Nope, you aren't seeing things. This is truly an update. After much longer than I'd like to admit or even acknowledge, I'm back with an update. It's alright if you hate me, I nearly hate myself. Please go back and refresh…it helps, trust me. I had to do it myself.
More will come. I promise you that. I will finish this story, even if it takes me until I'm old and wrinkled. I will finish it. Thanks for your patience and encouragement. I appreciate you all.
Disclaimer: GG is not mine. Never has been and I can pretty much guarantee it never will be.
August 12, 1990
Her voice caught. Standing on her front porch stood Richard Gilmore. The gray suit he wore looked just as clean and pressed as any day that Lorelai could remember as a child, his hair slightly grayer than the last time she had seen him. Her mind was racing. She couldn't possible guess as to why her father was standing on her doorstep.
"What…what are you doing here?" Lorelai asked, fumbling around her words. She ran a hand through her mass of curls and watched as Rory looked between Lorelai and Richard. Richard was silent and Lorelai couldn't believe it. "Dad?"
"I just," Richard Gilmore started, "I just wanted to come by and say hello. It's been a long time."
"Uh, yeah, it has. Are you okay dad?"
"Fine," Richard answered automatically and too quickly for Lorelai. The situation with William had made her uneasy with all health related topics. "I'm fine. I should go, your mother will be upset if I'm late for dinner."
"I'm sorry dad," Lorelai stuttered, "You can't stay…have a cup of coffee."
"I wish I could," Richard assured her, "you know your mother and her dinner times."
"I do," Lorelai answered with a small smile. "Rory, why don't you take our books inside. I'll be right behind you."
"Okay," Rory answered automatically and obediently and lugged the wagon of books up to the front porch. Lorelai, left alone with her father on the front lawn, shifted from foot to foot uncomfortably.
"Why did you come here dad?" Lorelai asked once Rory had the door closed behind her. "Is mom okay?"
"Your mother is completely healthy. And I really should go. I could run into traffic."
"It was good seeing you Lorelai. Give Rory a hug for me."
Lorelai watched powerlessly as her father walked by her and to his car. Ten seconds later his car turned the corner and was out of her sight. There was something wrong, Lorelai could feel it deep down, and it had her on edge.
"I'm coming sweetheart," Lorelai answered Rory with a small wave as she continued to stare in the direction of her father's car.
Yeah, something was definitely up.
August 13, 1990
It's after midnight, so technically it's the thirteenth, which is why I've dated it that. Yeah, I know…probably too much, but I'm tired and now more stressed than before…and god. Will I ever get a break? It doesn't seem like it, huh?
I'm half tempted to show up at my dad's office tomorrow and demand him to tell me what's wrong. I have this feeling in my gut…
I just want to curl up into Luke's arm, but he's not here.
I'm a whining and complaining girl. I guess that is something I've always been. Will I always been like this? Is it in my DNA forever? Do I have any strength in me at all? Or am I just a coward? I run away from everything. I think always have.
Will I always be running?
Will anyone ever chase after me?
August 16, 1990
My parent's are on vacation Maddie. Apparently, according to the maid they've been gone for three days. They left right after my dad's mysterious visit here. I wish I could shake the feeling I've got about that visit…but I can't.
I don't know if I'll ever be able to not jump to the worst conclusion after William. Am I doomed to always think the worst now?
Maybe my father just missed me and Rory. Maybe he just wanted to try to mend the bridges again. It's possible.
I'm telling that to myself over and over again, but I'm not sure if it's working or not. And I don't feel like I have anyone I can really talk to. Luke isn't here and neither is Liz. William is…gone. And Mia, I love her, but I don't know. It seems weird to confide in her. She is my boss.
I think I'm more confused now than ever.
August 21, 1990
The house was too quiet for Lorelai's taste, but Rory was at Lane's house for the night. Rory didn't do overnighters very often and Lorelai was still getting used to them at all.
Lorelai curled her legs up underneath her as she settled in for a movie night on her own.
The credits for Flashdance appeared on the screen and she sighed happily.
"I can't believe you're watching that movie again." A voice said behind her and Lorelai jumped up.
Standing in the doorway to the living room was one very tall, very tired looking Luke Danes.
"If we're going to have a movie night, can it at least be something I'm going to want to watch too?"
"Luke?" Lorelai asked and Luke smiled. "What, how….you're here?"
The exclaimtion came out with more of a question to it and Luke nodded, his smile turning downward slowly and apologetically.
"I'm sorry it took me so long to get back here," Luke said and took a tentative step towards a still gaping Lorelai. "I honestly didn't mean to be gone that long."
Lorelai could only nod, her words escaping her.
Lorelai's voice was small as she said the two little words and Luke took another step towards her. She wasn't sure who moved first, but suddenly Lorelai was wrapped tightly in his arms and holding on for dear life.
"I missed you," she whispered against his neck and she felt him hold her tighter.
"I missed you too Lorelai," he answered, his lips pressed against her hair. "More than you could possibly know."
"I'm so happy you're back I'm not even going to fight you on that."
"You're turning soft on me now, are you?" Luke teased her and Lorelai giggled. She couldn't help it.
"I really am just glad to see you," she responded and pulled away from him slowly. "I wasn't sure you were ever going to come home."
"I told you I would."
"Almost a month ago. I was getting worried."
"That's all you can say? You're sorry."
"I don't want to fight Luke," Lorelai assured him. "I really don't. I just want to know where you've been and why in the hell you were gone for so long."
"And I'll tell you," he promised and grasped both of her hands in his. "I promise I'll tell you. But right now I need sleep and a hot shower. Can I meet you and Rory for breakfast?"
"Make it lunch," Lorelai bartered, "Rory is going to be at Lane's until eleven."
"I'll be here at eleven ten," Luke promised with a kiss to her forehead. "See you then."
Was he really just here? Luke Danes, back in Stars Hollow? It was amazing to hear his voice and feel his arms around me, but I'm afraid to go to sleep only to wake up and have it be a twisted dream from my even more twisted mind. I want him to be home, to be here for me.
Is that going to happen?
There are so many questions to answer, even now that he's home.
Tomorrow should be an interesting day.
A/N: I know it's a bit short and I apologize for that. But I wanted to get it posted and up before I lost my nerve and waited another six months. Let me know what you think? I promise a happy ending is coming and all questions will be answered.