A/N: This takes place right after Lane had her babies and when Lorelai and Luke were just friends. This is also before the Lorelai singing at KC's Bar. Thanks for reading, and please leave a review!

Chapter 1: Coincidence? I think not.

All she remembered was going over to Luke's apartment. She remembered bringing tequila and remembered that they had been drinking it. A lot of it. She was sure about that part because her head was pounding from the hang over. She knew she had gone over there because of she and Chris have a fight, then she and Rory having a fight at Friday Night Dinner. She played it over and over in her head, until she finally concluded part of what happened:

She banged on the diner door, holding her purse and a brown paper bag. "Luke! Luke, please open the door!" Lorelai yelled as she banged again. It was 9 at night on a Friday, so she knew that Luke was probably asleep, but she didn't care.

About five minutes later, Luke came down the stairs in his pajamas and walked over and opened the door, groggily. "Don't you know what time it is?"

"Yes, no... Maybe." Lorelai says fast as she walks inside.

"You look like you haven't slept in days. Are you okay?"

"No, I'm not okay. I'm not okay... Can we go upstairs? People are staring through the window." She says, pointing to the insane town people that were staring at them through the Ice Cream Shoppe window.

"Yeah, sure. C'mon." Luke says then leads her up the stairs and into his apartment where they sat down at the table in his tiny kitchen.

Lorelai put her hand on her forehead and rested her elbow on the table. "I was getting along with everything great. Okay, I wouldn't say great, but I was accepting it, and..." She swallowed.

"Accepting what?"

"Chris and me. I really just wanted everything to work out... That's all I wanted." She says, then looks up at Luke and wipes her eyes.

"I know..." Luke says then looks down at the table and notices the brown bag that was sitting there. "What's that?"

"Oh, well, I brought," Lorelai says then opens the bag. "Tequila."

"Oh, so that's why you came over here." Luke says, then gets up and walks over into his kitchen and pulls out a couple of glasses then walks back to the table and pours them both some tequila and they start drinking.

"That and because Rory's mad at me, and Sookie and Jackson are out on a date tonight, so you were pretty much my only option." Lorelai says, then gulps down the glass and pours some more.

"Well, it's always nice to be well thought off." Luke says, as he finishes his glass as well and pours more.

"It's okay, me coming here. Right?" Lorelai asks as she takes a big sip.

"Yeah, of course it is."

Lorelai smiles. "So, you wanna hear more about this oh so wonderful evening I had?"

"Hit me."

They both finished their glasses of tequila again, and refilled them. They were both getting kind of tipsy.

"So I go to Friday Night Dinner and..."

"Wait, isn't that on Friday's?"

"Well, yeah, but we had it tonight on Sunday, because dad was away on business and mom was going to be busy on Friday night with something or other. So, mom made us come on today."

"Okay, keep going."

"So, I get there and everything's cool. I'm drinking my martini all calm, then the doorbell rings, and Chris walks in because my mother invited him. So, long story short, Chris and I ended up attacking each other by the time the salad came, and then my dessert Rory and I were fighting."

"Oh." Luke says simply, obviously not wanting or liking to talk about Chris.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have said anything. I know that you and Chris aren't exactly buddy buddy after, well, after... What happened last summer."

"Yeah,"

"You know, Luke, I'm really sorry we didn't exactly... work out."

They were more than half way done with the tequila that was in the bottle. Both of them were obviously drunk, sluring their words as they spoke.

"Well, it's not exactly like it was my entire fault that we didn't. You running off after we had a fight and sleeping with Chris, isn't exactly saying that you wanted to be in our relationship anymore."

"I thought we were over!"

"To be over, you kinda have to tell the other person that we're over."

"You hiding the fact that you have a kid then not letting me be apart of her life isn't exactly saying that you wanted to be in our relationship anymore either!"

"Well, I'm sorry that I didn't come running to you and telling you that I had a kid! I had to figure things out!"

"You took three months!"

"Yeah, well, I can't change that!"

"Well, I can't change the fact that I slept with Christopher either!" Lorelai yells, and then the room got silent for a few minutes.

"You married him."

Lorelai put her hand on her forehead and her elbow on the table again. She didn't wanna cry, but knew it was coming. She looked up at Luke.

"I'm sorry."

Luke nodded, not saying anything.

Lorelai couldn't hold back her tears anymore. "I want Chris. I really do, more than anything," She choked out then swallowed. "But... but I need you."

Luke looked up at her and held her gaze for a few seconds before he got up. He walked over to where she was sitting and pulled her up so that she was standing. He put his arms around her waist and kissed her softly at first, then pulled away. Lorelai put her arms around his neck and kissed him again. They made their way towards Luke's bed, pulling each others clothes off along the way. Who knew that what they were doing would be changing their lives from that point on, not to mention, them both being drunk while doing it.