Title- Driving Me Crazy

Pairings- Luke and Lorelai

Summary- Series of oneshots based on spoilers for the last couple of episodes.

Disclaimer- I own nothing.

Chapter 1- It's Just Like Riding a Bike 7x19
"Are you getting a new car or not?" Luke asked me incredulously.

I looked at him and a smile appeared on my face. "Not." I said in a childish manner, cocking my head to the side.

"Then what was the point of dragging me here?" He asked wide-eyed.

I took in a deep breath a contemplated the question. Wasn't it obvious? I needed his help and yet again he was there for me, like god damn Lassie when that kid was trapped in a well or whatever. "I needed a new car," I said sheepishly with a small shrug.

He stopped and looked down, breathing deep. Then he looked up at me with a look of exasperation. "Then why won't you buy one?" He was practically pleading with me and it took all I had not to laugh at him.

I looked around, "They're not pretty enough." I said stubbornly.

"They're not-" He cut himself off and grabbed hold of my upper arm, sending sparks throughout my body, and dragged me off to the other side of the parking lot.

"Hey, let go. Where are you taking me?" I asked, managing to wriggle out of his grip, massaging my arm over-dramatically.

"I can't take it anymore. You and me- we're leaving. You have successfully managed to drive me insane in a mere 45 minutes." He said while making crazy hand gestures.

"Well at least I can check that off my daily to-do list." I said flatly.

"Ready to go?" He asked expectantly.

"But I haven't gotten a car yet." I said, teasing him. I could tell he was doing him best not to kill me but I had to admit I missed messing with him.

"Okay, we're leaving. Take Sookie with you next time you need a car shopping buddy." He told me and walked off towards his truck.

I stood there awestruck. Had he just left me there? Given the fact that he was waiting for me in the truck, but still. "But I need a car," I called after him helplessly.

"Then buy one without me, I'm done shopping with you." He called over his shoulder without looking back.

I ran after him and caught up with him halfway to the truck. "But I don't want to leave." I whined, grabbing his arm with both my hands but then immediately regretted it and let go.

"Then you stay here by yourself, buy a car by yourself, and then drive yourself home in that car, by yourself." He said in his normal Luke gruffness.

"But where's the fun in that?" I asked with a smile.

I heard him grumble something but I couldn't make out what he said.

"What was that?"

"Nothing," He mumbled.

"Okay, now seriously, though Luke, I need a car." I said to him, pulling him to a complete stop.

He sighed. "Then you need to buy one."

"I know but I just can't with any of these. They just, they don't have the right feeling."

"You don't base a car on its feeling." He said annoyed. "You base a car on how well it drives, its quality, and the least likeliness of having it break down."

"And the color," I added, receiving a scowl from him.

"Do you seriously want my help buying a car?"

"Well I'm not going to spend the rest of my life riding a bike."

"Maybe we should start off easy, why kind of car so you want?"

"Well," I said pretending to think. "One that has four wheels, a steering wheel, hopefully a seat or two. It has to have a radio, too."

"What is wrong with the jeep anyway? Do you even need to get a new one or can you just fix it?"

"I don't know. Gypsy said she couldn't fix it though." I said with a shrug. I moved over to the stack of tires and sat down on the smallest one, trying not to fall through.

"Okay, so why don't you just get something that resembles the jeep. It's easy, it's safe and by the time we leave, hopefully no blood will have been shed."

"Why would there be blood?" I asked, ignoring the ingenious idea of getting a jeep look-a-like.

"I don't know," Luke said, clearly put off by my question. "I could have killed you because you don't know how to pick out a car or you could I don't know yell at me for something."

"What did you do?" I asked teasingly as I stood up.

"I don't know, but you'd find something to bug me about." He said dismissively. "So can we just hurry up?" He asked, placing his hand on the small of my back and pushing me forward.

"You know, I'm starting to get the impression that you don't want to spend anytime with me," I said pouting while trying to ignore the feeling of his hand on my back.

"It took you that long to notice?" He asked flatly.

"You know you didn't have to come," I said, feeling bad for shanghaiing him into car shopping.

"Yeah, well, I could never say no to you," He said with a chuckle.

"Yes you could," I reminded him.

"Please," He said with a chuckle. "When did I ever say no to you?"

I swallowed hard, knowing that my answer would bring up some bad things. "That night when I asked you to elope." I told him quietly.

I felt him drop his hand from my back and stop walking for a couple seconds before catching up with me. After a few minutes of awkward silence he broke it with a soft voice. "I never did say no."

He was too quiet and with the breeze I couldn't exactly make sure that that was what he said. "What?"

"That night- I never said no, I just didn't answer." He said a little louder.

"You hurt me, Luke, you really did, hiding April from me then postponing the wedding that never happened. And then I never thought that I'd see you again or even talk to you when it was over." I said hurt and sadness evident in my tone.

"I'm here, aren't I?" He asked softly.

"Yes," I smiled, easing up a little. "You are."

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