A new story after a long time. It will probably be 3 or 4 chapters long(but I might change my mind) and, as the summary says, it's Literati(because I missed writing them). Post finale, set in the beginning of October. I hope you like it. Reviews make me feel happy and welcomed back :D.

Abandoned TV, looking for a home

"Sookie, I have a special offer just for you." Lorelai chimes as she enters the Dragonfly's kitchen. "A flat screen TV, complete with gadgets, all for he low, low price of nothing!"

Sookie looks up from the chopping block, putting away her knife.

"You're giving away your TV?"


"But why? You love that thing."

"Luke is making me do it."

"What? Why?"

"Because Chris bought it and set it up and apparently we can't have anything to do with Chris in the house after we the wedding. He's an inch away from making me put Rory up for adoption."

"Really? But he liked Rory."

"No, Sookie, that was a joke. But the flat screen thing isn't. So, what do you say? Are you interested in giving it a loving home?"

"Sorry, sweetie, but we already have one. What would we do with another?"

"I don't know…put it in Davey's room?"

"Because every 4 year old needs a giant TV."

"Yeah, it seemed stupid after I said it. Eh, never mind, I'm sure I'll find it a home. After all, how hard can it be?"

"That's the spirit! Now do you want some coffee?"

…Later that night…

"No one!" Lorelai sighed as she sat on the couch next to Luke, staring at the offending piece of technology.

"You're serious?"

"Yes. No one in this town needs a new TV. Both Sookie and Michel have one, Miss Patty doesn't watch TV, Babette doesn't have enough room in her house, Kirk is scared of big TVs, Taylor said something about not trying to bribe him, Rory still has the one mom bought her when she first started college and I can't find it a place at the inn! It's useless. How did you do?"

"Jess doesn't want it, April doesn't have time for TV and Liz is worried that TJ would never do anything around the house if he had one."

"So, close, but no cookie?"


"Does it really have to go? Look how pretty and shiny it is!" She points to the TV, smiling at her fiancé.


"Fine. But you have to find it a place. I've tried every thing I could think of."


"Ok…now that that's taken care of, is dinner ready? I didn't eat at the inn."

"20 minutes."


"I'll go check."

"Can you speed up the process?"

"What do you want me to do? Do a little dance around the stove?"

"You have to be naked for magic rituals to succeed. Or wear a coconut bra."

"It will be 20 minutes."

"Well, it better be worth the wait."

"It will be." Luke gives her a small peck on the lips then goes to the kitchen. 10 minutes late Lorelai gets up and walks to the kitchen as well, finding him talking on the phone and stirring in one of the pots.

"So, Saturday then? Around what time?"

She mouths "Who?" while pointing at the phone but he lets the spoon in the pot and motions for her to be quiet.

"Ok, see you then. Bye."

Luke puts down the phone and picks the spoon up again, turning the heat up on the stove with his other hand.

"I found someone to take the thing."

"Really? Who?"


"But didn't you just say that…"

"Apparently his roommates called him a moron for refusing it."

"Ok…so he's coming here?"

"Yes. That's ok, right?"

"Sure. It's your house too, he's your nephew, he's allowed to drink now so there won't be a problem if he steals beer from the fridge."

"Lorelai…" He turns off the stove and steps closer to her, wrapping his arms around her waist.

"Yeah, I know, I know, he's changed, blah-blah…"

"He really has."

"I'll believe when I see it."

"And you'll see it Saturday."

"You still have to get me a new one before you're allowed to take it out of the house."

"A new what?"

"A new TV!"

"I already took care of that."



"Great…now let's eat."

…Even later that night…

They're lying in bed, Lorelai's head resting on Luke's chest while he's playing with a strand of her hair.

"Lorelai…is everything ok?"

"Sure…why do you ask?"

"You just seemed a little off tonight."

"I had a busy day…and I miss Rory. She hasn't been home in forever."

"Just 4 months."

"4 months, one week and 3 days."

"She'll be home for the wedding."

"But that's still 2 months away."

"They'll fly by."

"Yeah…I know. I still miss her and her birthday coming up isn't making things easier. By the way, have you asked Jess to be your best man? I know it's not going to be a huge thing but he still needs time for the tux alteration, learn to walk in a straight line, not smirk through the entire ceremony."

"I figured I'd ask him when he comes."

"Ok." She yawns and moves on her own pillow. "Good night, babe."


…Saturday afternoon…

Lorelai is sitting on the couch, sipping from a cup of coffee, with Paul Anka's head on her lap, watching the two men struggling to take down the huge TV from the wall. They had been trying for one hour and they were still far, far away from ever finishing the job. Of course, the fact that the dog had ran around them for the first half hour might not have helped but he had been quiet for a while now and they still weren't making progress. She was about to walk to the kitchen and get another cup of coffee-this was better then watching "Extreme Makeover: Home Edition"- when she heard the front door opened.

"Surprise!" A voice from the door calls.

Lorelai jumps from the couch, followed by Paul Anka, and rushes to the door, finding her daughter standing in front of it, a bag at her feet. She yelps "Rory!" before pulling the girl in a hug, while the younger man in the other room freezes, looking around for a quick way out.