Disclaimer: I don't own Gilmoer Girls, nor Michael Bubblé's song. But I only wish I'd own Luke!

Rome, July 2005

She had been gone for 3 months, now. Mike Armstong's offer was just too good to let it slip away. So one week after their first meeting, she was announcing to all of her family and friends that she was leaving Stars Hollow to travel around the world for at least two years, maybe more. This announcement hadn't been easy to do: she still remembers the sadness in Rory's eyes. It was more than obvious that her daughter was feeling abandoned and it made Lorelai realized that Rory may have changed a lot lately, she would always be her little girl. Sookie took it bad, too: she had spent hours locked up in her kitchen, crying. But in the end both Rory and Sookie were happy for Lorelai, knowing very well what a good opportunity it was. Hey, even her parents were happy for her!

And then there was Luke. She had seen the pain in his eyes too, but she had tried to forget it for the last three months she spent travelling around Europe.

During this hot afternoon of July, Lorelai was sitting in an airport's terminal, waiting to board a plane that would took her to Paris. She had wanted to visit this city for a long time, but now, unlike all the other times she had took a plane, she wasn't sure that she still wanted to travel around the world. All of this because of a stupid song. Babette and Miss Patty had gave her this CD before she had left Stars Hollow, with this note: "Maybe one day you'll find your Home". She had never listened to it before today…

Another summer day

Has come and gone away

In Paris and Rome

But I wanna go home

Maybe surrounded by

A million people I still feel alone

I just wanna go home

I miss you, you know

She was missing stars Hollow, Rory, Sookie, even Kirk… and mostly Luke. Even though she was fulfilling one of her dreams, she was still feeling like a huge part was missing. But, as usual, she rejected that feeling. What's wrong with me today? She assumed she was just having the blues, and convinced herself that it was nothing, really. So when they called the passengers for her flight, she turned off her CD player, promising herself to never listen to this song again.

Paris, December 23rd 2005

There she was again, in an airport's terminal. Man, being away from home on Christmas is hard. She had spent a lot of time with the crew at the inn and made a lot of new friends, but now she had to leave again.

Oh no, not this damn song again! On the radio was playing the song she had listened to in Rome, five months ago.

And I've been keeping all the letter that I wrote to you

Each one a line or two

I'm fine baby, how are you?

Well I would send them but I know that it's just not enough

My words are cold and flat

And you deserve more than that

And once again, she was thinking about Luke. She had wrote to him twice, to prove him that they were not over, but he never answered. She had to admit that her letters weren't passionate love missives, though. "Paris is a beautiful city. How is everybody in Stars Hollow? Blah blah blah, with all my affection, Lorelai. " She wanted to tell him that she missed him, that she regretted her decision, but, being Lorelai, she avoided thinking about her true feelings.

Another aeroplane

Another sunny place

I'm lucky I know

But I wanna go home.

I've got to go home

Let me go home

I'm just too far from where you are

I wanna come home.

And I feel just like I'm living someone else's life

Like I just stepped outside

When everything was going right

And I know just why you could not come along with me

This was not your dream

But you always believe in me

There was another reason why she wasn't able to write to Luke. Each time she had tried, she realized that she was kind of blaming him for letting her go away. That's stupid. I don't feel that way… Do I? Now that she thought about it, maybe this was how she truly felt. When she announced him that she wanted to accept Mike Armstrong's offer, he didn't tried to convince her to stay, and in a way, it hurt her. He had been so supportive, repeating "If you feel like you should do it, and it's your dream, than go!" She realized that she would have wanted him to beg her to stay, to tell her that he need her. But Luke wasn't that kind of man. Luke was not Jason, or Christopher. But maybe he didn't care that much, maybe I was the only one feeling that our relationship could have been "it". But deep down inside, she wasn't able to believe this. She had caught to brief shade of pain in Luke's eyes on that April morning, when she came to make her final goodbyes, and she couldn't forget it.

Another winter day has come and gone away

And even Paris and Rome

And I wanna go home

Let me go home

For the first time in her life, the snow hadn't bring her any magic. Snow has always been special to me. I remember it was snowing the first day Rory said mommy. This time was the best snow-moment of my life… Except maybe last year, when Luke built me a skating rink and we danced in the snow until we were frozen to death… Lorelai's thoughts drifted to that winter night.

Looking around her, she saw parents with their kids, going on a family trip for Christmas. And she heard an old lady saying to her husband "I can't wait to see Laura's baby. I can't believe I'm already a grand-mother." She also saw a businessman smiling to himself. He must be going back home. That's where I should be. Back home in the arms of the man I love. Whoa! Love? By the looks of everybody around her, she thought she must have said the last word out loud. Oh come on, I may never had formulated it that way, but deep down inside I always knew I was in love with him… Then why did I left? Everything was going so well since our reconciliation, we were perfect for each other. Why do I always run away? I mean, running away from my parents at 16 was a good idea… running away from my wedding with Max was a good idea too because I wouldn't be here, which would highly appreciate because I miss Luke, but I wouldn't be with him either… Whoa Gilmore, get a grip, you even rant in your own thoughts! Looking by the windows, she saw it was snowing. This time it's true, the snow has let me down for good. She turned away from the window, and raised her eyes to hide the teats in her eyes, but was shocked by what she saw in the information board: Departure: PARIS, 7:10 PM, Destination: HARTFORD INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT, 8:30 PM.

And I'm surrounded by

A million people I

Still feel alone

Oh, let me go home

I miss you, you know

Let me go home

I had my run

Baby I'm done

I gotta go home

Let me go home

It will all be all right

I'll be home tonight

She pushed the door open, letting the cold air penetrating inside. "We're closed", a grumpy voice said.

He turned around, her smell intoxicating him, the sound of her steps echoing in his head

She was standing there, tears rolling down her cheeks. "I called Armstrong. It's over. I'll never leave you again. I'm coming back…"

At each of her words, he made a step in her direction, pulling her into his chest when, after what seemed like years for both of them, he finally stopped in front of her. He embraced her tight, and she said her last word against his mouth: "Home".

End

AN: That's it, it was my first story ever! I would be so happy to have reviews. Don't be afraid to criticize... I'm sorry for any spelling or syntax mistakes, English is not my native language. En passant, quelqun parle français? So please review.