The story starts at the end of Season 6, in the episode 'Partings'. However, in my version Lorelai doesn't sleep with Chris, as it should have been.

I do not own any of the characters, they are credit to the fabulous Amy Sherman-Palladino.

So here it is, my first FanFiction. I hope you enjoy! Let me know what you think and follow!

Chapter 1: Communication is the key.

Lorelai walked up to the big oak front door and knocked lightly. Chris opened the door to find Lorelai looking back at him. Her eyes were pink and her face tear-stained.

"Hey," he said nonchalantly, although concern was etched across his face.

"Hey," Lorelai responded weakly, her voice cracking as she spoke.

Lorelai remained silent, chewing on her nails worriedly. Chris was unsure of what to do. "You okay?" he questioned, tilting his head slightly. She released an audible breath and spoke, her words coming quick and fast.

"Uh. I'm having a really bad night, and, um ... I just don't want to be alone. Okay?"

Christopher looked surprised, debating with himself whether this was such a good idea; but what was he supposed to do, say no?

"Yeah. Uh, come on in." he said, welcoming his old friend.

Lorelai walked into Chris' apartment and stood in the foyer, scanning the room absentmindedly, unaware of what to do next. Chris broke the silence, startling Lorelai out of her daze. "Do you want something to drink? Martini? Wine?" he offered.

"Uh, no, I'm fine. I'll just take a coffee, if you've got one?" she asked hesitantly. "Two coffees coming up!" he said with a smile. "Take a sit, I'll be out in a minute." he called from the kitchen.

Lorelai moved into the living room, taking in her surroundings. She had only been to Chris' apartment a handful of times. The room was small yet spacious; a three-seater couch lined the back wall, Lorelai walked over to it and slowly sat down. She lent her elbow on the armrest and dropped her forehead into her outstretched palm, her long dark curls covering her face from view.

Chris came into the living room carrying two mugs, at the sight of Lorelai he frowned. "Here's your coffee." Walking over to the couch, he handed her the mug and sat beside her. "Oh, thanks." she said feebly and gave him a small unconvincing smile. Lorelai held the mug between both hands, staring down into the dark liquid. Silence continued and Chris wasn't sure what he should do. Should he ask her about it or just leave her be? Ask her, he decided.

"Lorelai? Do you want to talk about something?" he asked softly.

Lorelai continued to stare down into the darkness of her mug. Did she want to talk to Chris, she wasn't sure. To be honest she wasn't sure what she was doing here at all.

"I had a fight with Luke." she stated simply.

Chris tensed slightly at the mention of Luke. Lorelai still wasn't giving much away, but Chris pressed on.

"Oh. … Are you okay? He didn't hurt you, or anything, did he?" Chris questioned concern flooding into his voice.

"No, no! Nothing like that." Lorelai paused, releasing a sigh before continuing. "Did you know he has a kid?"

"Uh, no." he spoke hesitantly.

"Yeah, well me either. Well as of a couple of months ago, anyway. Y'know you're supposed to tell your fiancée these kind of things. Any big, important, life-changing news should be shared, right? I mean, communication is one of the most important things in a marriage, isn't it? Well not that I'd know, anyway, because, see, I'm not getting married, not June 3rd not ever."

She paused briefly before continuing. "I mean, Luke wants to get to know April and I get that, I do, but why does it have to be so secretive? Why doesn't he want me to be included in her life? I've waited and waited. I gave them their space, what more does he want?" she talked more to herself than to Chris, but he still listened closely wearing a concerned frown. Lorelai let out a frustrated sigh, she lent her forehead to her palm and her eyes once again filled with tears; her cries soft but audible.

"Hey, hey ..." Chris scooted closer to her. He soothingly rubbed her back, placing his other free hand on her knee. She flinched a little, reacting to his touch, slightly uncomfortable with his new position. However, emotion soon overwhelmed her, the tears showing no sign of disappearing; she lent into his body and placed her head on his shoulder.

As Lorelai sobbed, Chris held her protectively, continuing to rub her back. He waited awhile, allowing her to shed the tears that she seemed to have held back for a long time. As her cries became quieter and less frequent, he spoke again.

"For what it's worth, I think he's crazy for not marrying you. He's the luckiest guy in the world and he doesn't even know it." she smiled at his words, although she felt that they didn't really apply to Luke, she appreciated his effort in trying to cheer her up. She tilted her head upwards, looking into his eyes. "Thanks, Chris." she said softly.

Before he knew what he was doing, he found his lips on hers. Lorelai tensed at first and then responded to his kiss. He allowed his hands to wander across her back, pulling Lorelai closer to him, he intensified the kiss. As Chris started to push the strap of her dress off her shoulder, Lorelai pulled back abruptly. It was as if an alarm had gone off in her head signalling the reality of what she was doing. She quickly rose from the couch and looked into Chris' confused face. "Lor?" he asked.

"I-I'm sorry. I don't know what I was thinking. I'm going to just ... uh, go." she said while backing out of the room, stumbling slightly. "Lor!" Chris bellowed from the couch. He sighed as he heard the front door slam shut.

She drove home in silence, the actuality of what had happened becoming clearer with every passing second. As she turned into her driveway, she found Luke sitting on the porch steps, holding his head in his hands. A wave of guilt washed over her as she approached him. Luke's head shot up suddenly, as the car door closed with a bang. Lorelai could see the worry in his eyes, which only added to the guilt she felt.

"Lorelai, hey." he said softly, rising from the steps and looking into her eyes. "Hi," she said, lowering her gaze, to avoid eye contact.

"Look about earlier, I'm really sorry. I don't know why I hesitated. You just caught me off guard, you were going so fast!" he tried to explain, a pleading tone in his voice, begging for her forgiveness.

Lorelai started to walk up the porch steps and to the front door, Luke following suit. "I really, really, don't want to talk about it." she reached into her purse, and found her keys. As Lorelai unlocked the front door, Luke spoke.

"Lorelai, come on, please. Talk to me." he implored.

Lorelai opened the door and removed the key from the lock. "I don't want to talk about it!" It came out harsher than she would have liked, seeing Luke's face she added in a softer tone "Just not now. We'll talk about it tomorrow, okay?" she walked into the foyer, her hand on the door ready to close it; she waited for him to respond.

At first Luke went to argue, but he stopped himself and sighed, saying: "Okay, fine. Tomorrow then." Lorelai gave a weak nod. Still averting his gaze, she closed the door. Luke lent against the porch rail, releasing a pained sigh and then slowly headed back to his truck.

Lorelai walked across the square tentatively, towards the Diner. She was on her lunch break, having avoided talking to Luke for most of the day, she decided that she should just get it over and done with. She paused on the sidewalk outside the Diner, her feet apparently cemented to the ground.

Just as she thought of turning back, Luke spotted her from inside and waved awkwardly. Damn. She entered the Diner cautiously, finding herself face to face with Luke.

"So … you wanna talk?" Lorelai asked nervously.

"Upstairs?" he suggested.

Lorelai nodded and made her way to the stairs.

"Caesar, I'll be upstairs if you need me!" he bellowed across the loud chatter of the customers and then followed Lorelai into his apartment.

He found Lorelai sitting at the kitchen table looking troubled, playing dreamily with her hair. Luke sat down opposite her, clasping his hands together and placing them on the table. Silence stole the room.

"Can I say something?" Luke proposed.

"Shoot,"

He breathed deeply letting out a long outward breath and spoke.

"I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. I realise now that I've been pushing you away, using April to push you away. I honestly, didn't mean for that to happen. I was just overwhelmed, I guess, and I took it out on you. I'm sorry for treating you that way Lorelai, you didn't deserve that and I promise, I won't let it happen again." He said sincerely.

Lorelai smiled slightly, "Good," She sighed, relieved. "I understand, though, that you want to spend time with April and get to know her. I think it's great, but I really do believe that it's time for me to be a part of that. It doesn't have to be a big deal or anything, you know, maybe I could swing round the Diner next time she's here, watch her fill salt and pepper shakers." Luke released a small laugh.

"Yeah. Yeah, that's sounds nice." He sighed.

Luke hadn't mentioned anything about her troubles regarding their suspended marriage. The deep shame she felt kept her from voicing these concerns. He doesn't need to know. It's better that he doesn't know. She thought as images of last night flashed in her mind. Telling him will only make things worse.

Luke met Lorelai's eyes from across the table and gave her a half smile. For the first time since yesterday she looked into his imploring blue eyes.

"Are we okay?" Luke questioned anxiously. Lorelai gave a small smile and nodded; she didn't want to fight anymore.

"I couldn't stay mad at you for too long, I'd need my caffeine fix eventually." She teased.

He laughed, "Come here" he spoke softly, gesturing to his lap. Lorelai slowly rose from her chair, pushing up off the table for support. She unhurriedly made her way over to him, her hips swaying slightly as she walked. When she reached him, she rested her arm around his strong shoulders and gently sat down on his lap; turning slightly to face him. Luke looked tenderly into her eyes, exploring her face, he released a content sigh. His hand supporting the small of her back, he began soothingly brushing his thumb against her.

He looked up at her, making sure that their eyes met and locked, he spoke sincerely. "I love you, Lorelai Gilmore."

Lorelai's heart melted at his words and she leaned forward, placing her lips to his. Luke responded to her kiss with passion, his lips parting hers. His arms wrapped around her, pulling her closer to him. Lorelai pulled back ever so slightly and whispered against his lips: "You're alright too," She felt him smile against her lips. Lorelai placed a short but lingering kiss to his mouth and broke away slowly.

"I've got to get back to the Inn," she said with a pout "Will I see you later?"

Luke pressed a kiss to her forehead. "You can count on it." He said with a smile.

Lorelai removed herself from Luke's lap and walked towards the apartment door, twisting her head to give Luke a meaningful smile before she left.

TBC