DISCLAIMER: i do not in any way, shape, or form own the Gilmore Girls- it's all ASP & the WB. So don't sue me im just having a bit of fun

A/N: ok so this is my first fan fiction so i hope its not too bad. Just a little tis bit of info about my fic here... Although im quite sure your intelligent enough to figure this out, the XXX stands for a switch from Lorelai's POV to Luke's or vice versa. This fic will start in the present, shift to the past, then head on back to the present, so dont be confused. You know what i would just love to see? Reviews! please hit me up people! OK ok im done yapping now and without further adieu presenting (drum roll please) These Eyes...

These Eyes

Lorelai dived head first into her work, she was at the inn almost 12 hours everyday, and cleaning the house non-stop when she was at home (her house had never been this clean since she bought it). She barely ate anything unless Sookie forced it upon her and coffee had become almost non existent in her world. No matter how involved she was with everything around her, she spent every single second of the past week and a half missing him so badly it hurt to breathe. She had to force herself out of bed each morning, and each night she cried herself to sleep.

Tonight however was different.

She had messed up so many things in her past, regretted? No, that wasn't Lorelai's style, but defiantly screwed up. So many times she had run scared, made bad choices and followed her head instead of her heart, of all the stupid things though, this was the worst. Losing Chris, Max, Chris, Alex, Jason, … none of them really seemed to matter, but losing him, her Knight in shinning Armor, her only true love, her final piece in that "whole package", she couldn't bear it.

Losing Luke would break her heart forever. Hastily she got out of bed and threw on the first shirt and pants she could find, it was nearly 10. She pulled her hair up on the way down the stairs and ran out the door not even bothering to close it. As she hurried down the street her head was spinning, she had no idea what she was going to say to him but she didn't have the time to stop and think about it, she needed to fix this now. She entered the deserted diner extremely thankful there were no last minute customers. She was so nervous and scarred she was shaking. Praying he would listen and understand.

XXX

Luke was in the storeroom restocking the shelves when he heard the familiar bells above the door jingle. He wasn't in the mood for straggling customers and silently cursed for no locking up before he started stocking.

The past week and a half had been the worst of his life. His mind was constantly racing back to her at every moment of the day, especially when he grabbed the coffee pot for a customer, or when he went to sleep and couldn't wrap his arms around her, kiss her gently, tell her he loved her, and be carried off to sleep by the sweet scent of her hair.

As much as he wanted to be upset at her and put the fault on her, he couldn't stop blaming himself. He, Luke Danes, probably knew Lorelai Gilmore better than anyone else, even Rory. She could sneak things by Rory, tell her a little white lie if necessary, but she could never fool Luke, her eyes deceived her, and always told all. Even though the truth was always there plain and simple hidden in that deep sea of blue few people knew how to find it, Luke was one of them. When he replayed that night over and over and over in his mind he saw the fear leap into her eyes before she fled. He should have known better. He should have known it was too soon for her. Yet something in the back of his mind told him he knew she was ready and had wanted it too. He had seen it in a glimmer one day before his preparation had begun, however her defenses flew up so fast she hadn't realize this herself. At least that was what he was hoping.

He went out to see who had just entered his diner, preparing to tell them to get out that he was closed so he could go upstairs and spent another night alone to ponder his thoughts actions and feelings, again. But when he saw her standing there on the verge of tears looking so lost and broken, pain pouring forth form her eyes; he went over and pulled her into a tight embrace, letting the damn holding back all his love and emotion breakaway and flood him.

XXX

As soon as his arms closed around her the whole world faded away. She was so happy the tears she was desperately trying to hold back came streaming down her face that was buried in Luke's shoulder. She had been so frightened, alone and hurt but now tight in his arms she felt so safe, so loved, so at home. After a long time they broke apart and he gently wiped her tears away, locked the doors switched off the lights and lead her upstairs. Her heart was beating a million miles a minute, for once something of hers was going faster than her mouth. The short walk she had taken at least a hundred times up the stairs to his apartment seemed to be taking a lifetime.

XXX

He had no clue what was about to come out of her mouth, although he usually didn't, and he was very scared and nervous. He was afraid to say anything, and imagined she had to be feeling quite similar. He knew how hard it was for her to be standing before him now, however just the fact that she was, that she was here at all had to be a good sign right? He felt so helpless. He wanted to hold her in his arms again whisper apologies and sweet declarations of love gently in her ear because he truly does, he loves her more than life itself.

TBC...

A/N: ok so tell me what you think!Do you want more? Wanna know what happens? Ha ha, i already do, review and i'll tell you too.Reviews are pretty. Really they are just leave me one and you'll see! ( have i mentioned that you should review:-)