Disclaimer: Unforunetly, I own nothing. If I did, we'd already have L&L married and with a kid and none of this would even be neccessary. Ah, wouldn't it be lovely?
Author's Note:This idea came to me the other day, and it didn't want to go away: What better time would there be for L&L to reconcile than winter? Now, let me warn you first, there will be an unhealthy amount of Christopher at first, but I'm going to get rid of hiim as fast as I can, I promise. Anyways, on with the Christmas tale!

She stood silently by the window, watching the snow slowly fall. It was the fourth time it had snowed, and it was still the very beginning of December.

"Now, that's not coffee, is it Lorelai?" Luke said as he walked over to her, eyeing the mug in her hand. "You promised me you would at least cut back on it, if not completely stop like I still think you should. I don't want our babies being caffeine addicts."

"Relax. It's tea, Mr. Health nut."

"Okay, okay, just checking." He was standing behind her, she was leaning against him and his arms were around her protruding stomach, watching the snow with her.

They stood in silence for a few minutes, just watching.

Her mind began to wander off, back to last year. Christmastime last year.

"What are you thinking about?" She was quickly drawn out of her trance.

"Last year. This time last year."

"Ah, yes. That was, if I say so myself, the best Christmas ever."

"It sure was."

They shared a soft kiss as the snow continued to fall from above, remembering what had finally brought them together again.

Snow. Togetherness. Festiveness. Magic. Ah, yes, these are just a few of the many terms that describe that simply enchanting time of year. The time when almost everyone seems friendlier. When a complete stranger will hold something for you while you get your car keys. When the mailman that you thought didn't have a nice bone in his body smiles at you as he continues on with his route. When you actually enjoy the cold, freezing weather that seems to bite at you from all angles, only because you look forward to getting inside and cozying up with a cup of hot apple cider and a "Charlie Brown Christmas" rerun. When you'll agree to do something that you would never normally do, just because you seem to enjoy the smile you get after agreeing even more than usual. When it seems like almost anything is possible.

Almost anything.

Of course, it's not like the world just drops all its problems and becomes perfect just because the season changes. Wars continue on, people continue to die, lovers keep on arguing, there's still nothing good on TV, the jerk in front of you still sits there for twenty seconds after the light changes. Problems keep going on, the big and the small. And, unfortunately, Christmas doesn't change that.

And at times, it can even make us feel worse than we already did. Seeing everyone else so happy can just remind us of the fact that we aren't, for whatever reason. That's when everything gets all lonely. Like everything is shriveling up inside, and how bad you felt before is multiplied by ten. It cuts deep, straight to the place where you should be feeling the holiday joy.

But that time of year can also give us power. It gives us all those warm, fuzzy feelings, that at times can make us feel invincible. Like nothing can bring you down, simply because you feel so good-hearted inside.

And the real, true believers in this get the most out of it. They take more risks. Not life-threatening, let's-go-jump-off-a-cliff risks, but risks that could possibly ruin their holiday hope forever if they don't turn out right. But because they believe so much, that almost never happens.

Almost.

But still, nobody's holiday season is perfect every year, no matter how much of a believer they are. That's just a fact of life.

And yet, of course, there is one more factor that goes into this complex season: fate. Some people believe in it with all their hearts, others think it's not but nonsense and squabble. And still others aren't quite sure either way. But fate is something special. It can turns someone's whole life around in a second, for the good or the bad. Some things are just meant to be, whether you know it or not.

Even if you are one of those people you think I'm talking rubbish, know this: there is such a thing as Christmas magic. It all depends on how you use it.

Now, surprise of all surprises, we've come to the point of this whole thing. This Christmas tale is about how holiday magic, love, and fate, can change everything, even when times are at their lowest. It's about the lives of two people, meant to be, but had lost the battle to outside problems and miscommunications. Neither had ever had to deal with what they had to go through before then, and both made mistakes that they thought had cost them the love of their life. So they both tried to move on, and they continued on with their lives, without the one they wanted most.

I know, classic, sad, love story. But there was a twist. In their small town of Stars Hollow, that oh-so magical time of year was rapidly approaching, and there was no hiding from it or its magic.

Let's take a peak inside their lives, right before the magic hit, shall we?

Well, what are you waiting for? Go on to Part 2, silly!