Here is my 7th installment of the on-going saga of .....The Past Always
Returns. Please enjoy. Other installments are on FanFiction.Net- The Past
Always Returns and at yahoogroups.com, and maybe some other places. I
would really enjoy feedback on this story, and as you may know by now
I'm not a creator, writer, nor anything else dealing with Gilmore Girls,
except for being an avid fan.
The Past Always Returns- Part Seven
Curlsue24
curlsue24@aol.com
The dining table in the Gilmore's home was decorated with a floral center
piece and the arrangement of that night's dinner. It would be the last
peaceful, and normal, dining experience for a long time. Lorelai sensed this
as she sat down at the table with her parents. They ate their dinner somewhat
quietly, and then Emily started up some after dinner conversation.
"Lorelai, it will only be a few days until you come out as Hartford's
newest debutante. Aren't you excited?" Emily asked with the sound of
excitement in her voice.
" Mom, I don't think we should have the party, in fact, I don't want to
be announced as a debutante."
"Lorelai, Why? Your mother has been planning this party for forever
practically." Her father asked seeing shock in Emily's eyes.
"That's what I need to talk to you about...Hmm...Uhhnn.." Lorelai tried
to laugh it off, but tears welded up in her eyes when she couldn't,
"..Uhh...You see...Well,I.."
"Lorelai, get on with it!!" Her mother yelled.
With Emily voice jolting her, Lorelai rambled it out.
"I'm pregnant. I'm going to have a kid."
The rest of that night is somewhat of a blur. Her parents had a look of
shellshock on their faces when Lorelai told them. Her father got up, and left
the room; Emily followed him.
"Richard, Richard, we've got to talk about this." Richard ignored her,
shut the door to his study, and took a bottle of Jack Daniels out of his
"dealing with beyond difficult clients cabinet." But instead of just drinking
his one shot glass of the whiskey, he took off the top and started to drink
from the bottle.
Lorelai ran after them. "Mom, Dad, we've got to talk about this. It's not
going away."
"I need a drink." Emily said, as she collapsed into a chair, and started
to rub her temples. "I knew he was wrong for you, I told you not to date him,
but I never, never, never expected THIS to happen." She got up and poured
herself a drink. "What are we going to do? I know, we'll send you to France
to live with Hopi, and you can put the baby up for adoption. No one will ever
know. We'll say you wanted to go to boarding school and experience Europe..."
Lorelai interrupted her mother's rambling, "What?! I'm not moving to
Europe!!"
"Fine, then, we'll pay for an abortion. No one would know if you went to
Bridgeport."
"What the hell is wrong with you? I'm keeping this baby, mom, I'm going
to raise it. I'm not getting rid of my child."
"And what are you and Christopher going to do? Get married and raise this
baby?" Emily began to sound more delirious by the minute.
"We're not getting married. I don't know where I'm going to raise it."
A somewhat drunk Richard, overhearing the conversation, burst out from
his study, with a now half-empty bottle of Jack Daniels. He stared
discustingly at his daughter for a moment, grabbed his coat and car keys, and
walked out of the door. Emily followed him, trying to stop him. Lorelai burst
into tears. She decided to leave before her mom came back. She grabbed her
own coat, and walked out of the backdoor.
Emily came back in with tears on her face, noticing the house empty, she
screamed, "LORELAI."
End Part 7
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