Disclaimer: All characters and situations from Gilmore Girls are properties of Amy Sherman-Palladino, Dorothy Parker Drank Here Productions and Hofflund/Polone in association with Warner Bros. Television. No copyright infringement intended.

So, this picks up between Super Cool Party People and Driving Miss Gilmore. Here's fair warning, I have not finished this story yet. It's so far filled two notebooks, but it's nowhere near finished. I can't guarantee that I'll finish it, but I swear, I'm going to do my best because I still love this story line. I'm also sorry to admit that I may not have another chapter up for a little while.

This is going to be a mild M-rated story.

Before I start, I hereby promise:

1. I will never beg for reviews!

2. I will never include a poorly written/unoriginal argument about coffee.

3. I'll do my best to suppress my desires to include song lyrics in a chapter I have in mind for the future. But if I fail, I promise it will only happen once.

The ringing of the phone interrupted Lorelai's determination to get through Emma once and for all. Rory had nagged her long enough to finally read it, and with Luke's absence from her life of late, she had time enough to get through a chunk of this seemingly boring masterpiece. Lorelai shut the book and picked up the phone, "You've saved me!"

The unknown caller replied, "What?"

Lorelai shook her head, "Never mind, who is this?"

"Sorry to bother you Lorelai, it's April."

Lorelai tried to hide the slight surprise in her voice, "Oh, hi. Don't worry. It's no problem. What's up?"

"Well," April started slowly, "I'm in Luke's apartment and I tried to call my mom, but she's not answering. I just feel weird talking to Luke and you're the first person that came to mind..."

"What is it?" Lorelai asked, concerned.

"Well, you see?" April began again, "I'm having a bit of a girl crisis..."

"Of what nature?" Lorelai questioned.

"Well, I've never had my period before and --" April stated shyly.

Lorelai jumped in, "Oh my gosh, say no more. Check under the sink in the bathroom, there should be something of mine there."

April walked with the cordless phone into the bathroom and opened the door.

"Anything there?" Lorelai asked hopefully.

"There's one." April relied.

"Oh, okay. Let me run to Doose's and I'll be there in less than ten minutes in case the tampon gives you any trouble."

"Thanks, Lorelai." April stated sweetly.

"Don't mention it, Hun."

Lorelai came up the stairs and knocked on the door lightly. "April? It's Lorelai. Can I come in?"

"Yeah, I'm right here." April said as Lorelai slowly pushed open the door to see April almost pacing in the kitchen.

"Oh, good. Here you go." Lorelai held out the paper bag for April who quickly took it.

"Okay, thanks, well I'll be right back." April said as she headed towards the bathroom.

"I'll be here." Lorelai said awkwardly and waved.

As April disappeared into the other room, Lorelai put another paper bag on the kitchen table and pulled out two chocolate cupcakes with white fluffy frosting and colorful sprinkles and two cans of Diet Coke. She sat down at one side of the table and opened her can of soda. As she took a small sip, April reemerged.

"Crisis over?" Lorelai asked with a warm smile.

"Yes," April sighed with relief.

"Oh, good. If, slash when, you need anything...else, I'm around. Don't worry about Luke, he will not want to bring it up. If I ever come close to bringing up anything of the sort, his shoes become quite fascinating," Lorelai stated.

April smiled, "That's the vibe I got. He seems the type to just ignore all woman problems."

"What's this?" April referred to the cupcakes on the table.

"Well, since congratulations are in order here, I figured it was a good excuse for cupcakes." Lorelai answered.

April blushed and sat down.

"So," Lorelai raised her can of Coke, "Cheesy or not, may you now escape many a gym class."

April smiled and raised her Coke to touch Lorelai's, "I'll drink to that."

They sat in comfortable silence for a moment until April said, "So how'd you get by Luke anyway?"

"I told him I was looking for my sunglasses." Lorelai offered.

"Ah-ha."

"Well," Lorelai finished the last of her Coke, cupcake long gone, "I guess I'm off."

"Alright," April smiled, "Thank you so much, Lorelai. They day would have been a disaster..."

"No problem, April. 'We girls gotta stick together!'" Lorelai quoted Gypsy from a year earlier.

April just cocked her head, knowing she was missing something.

"Never mind." Lorelai waved it off.

"See ya." April waved.

"Bye." Lorelai said walking out.

"Thanks again." April threw in once more.

"Anytime."

Once Lorelai got downstairs, Luke asked, "Find 'em?"

"What?" Lorelai asked, forgetting her excuse briefly, "Oh, yeah. Thank goodness, my eyes were frying." She smiled and patted her purse, signifying that it held the glasses.

"Wouldn't want that," Luke followed.

Lorelai reached for the door, "Hey, I'll be back later, okay? Can we have dinner?" Lorelai asked, knowing that April will have left by eight.

"Yeah," Luke said, questioning why she asked that way.

"Okay, good." She walked towards him and kissed him once quickly. "See you later."

"Bye." Luke half asked as she closed the door; he walked into the kitchen confused.

A little after eight that night, Lorelai pushed Luke's apartment door open. "Hello?"

"Hey," Luke said, standing at the stove.

Lorelai went over to him and looked over the pot. "What is it?"

"Well, it will be mac' and cheese in about five minutes." Luke smiled.

Lorelai nodded and went to grab two plates. As she set the table, Luke asked, "Is everything okay?"

"I just need some definition on a few things."

"What does that mean?" Luke asked.

"Well," Lorelai sighed, "I want to talk before my blood reaches the boiling point and I can't talk anymore because I'm in the hospital with a strange blood illness and they've regulated my breathing by putting me on oxygen."

"Lorelai."

"Sorry, but the way things are going is killing me."

"What? What's killing you?" Luke tried to understand, the mac' and cheese sitting in a bowl forgotten.

"No matter how many times you tell me otherwise, I can't help but feel like you don't want to marry me anymore," Lorelai admitted reluctantly.

"Of course I want to marry you."

"Well your actions keep telling me otherwise."

"What? What am I doing that's so awful?" Desperation in Luke's voice proved that he was trying hard to understand.

"Luke! You ignore me. You tell me not to come into the diner because April's here. You don't... Ugh!"

"I told you, I want to get to know April by myself."

"Luke, the whole town knows her. There's an updated profile in the Gazette about her every damn day. I'm the only one you tell to get out of the diner when she's here."

Luke rolled his eyes, "I don't tell you to get out."

"You say, 'I'll see you after eight,'" Lorelai offered.

"I don't tell you to get out," Luke repeated.

"No! You don't tell Miss Patty, Babette, Kirk, Taylor, or Lane to get out. Caesar knows your kid better than me, Luke!"

"Lorelai, they aren't a threat. She's not gonna like Kirk or Miss Patty or Babette more than me, that much I know."

"I can't believe you think I'm a threat!" Lorelai gasped, shaking her head.

"Lorelai, I told you before, she'll like you better. I need her to like me."

"Luke, listen to me," Lorelai stepped closer to him and rubbed his left arm with her right hand and held his right hand in her left, "April loves you. You are her father. She's loved you since the moment she realized you weren't leaving. Every kid needs a dad, Luke, just as much as they need a mom. Think about Rory, she loved Christopher no matter what. No matter how much you did for her, she was always going to love her father. That's just how it works. She appreciates having you, Luke, as a friend. She knows you'll always be there."

"I will, and that's what I want April to know."

"Listen, April loves her mother. I know it. She talked about her at her birthday, Luke, and that's when I realized. She has a mother that's very much in her life. She has a father she's getting to know, and I will always be just a friend. Even if I wanted to be more, she's always going to love you Luke, because you're her father. I'm just a friend. No matter what people say, any girl who loves her daddy is going to pick him over a friend. It might take a few years to realize, but she'll show you that she loves you, Luke. She will. Meanwhile, I'll be the other woman showing you I love you," she said smiling. Lorelai moved her hands around Luke's neck and looked him straight in the eye, "but you have to show me too. Please, don't let me doubt it anymore."

"I'm sorry, Lorelai," Luke wrapped his arms around her tightly and she wrested her head on his chest, "I don't know what happens to me. I just took you for granted. I don't know why. I love you more than anything. You are the only woman for me, okay? I'm not me without you. Without you, Lorelai, I could destroy the town. You've seen me." Luke shrugged with a slight smile.

Lorelai replied, "Oh, I know. Hey!" Lorelai said, "Maybe that's why Taylor made you promise to leave if we ever broke up. He's just that protective of his town." They stood in the kitchen in a hug for a few minutes, swaying from left to right slowly.

"So, are we okay now? For real?" Luke asked.

"If you'll let the two women in your life be together without it being a big deal then I don't see why we should have any problems." Lorelai said hopefully.

"Oh, I might have a problem with that." Luke said slowly.

"What?" Lorelai backed out of their hug, "Then what the hell has this talk done?"

"No! Lorelai, no, that's not what I meant. Yes, of course, no more 'So, you'll pop up after eight,' I promise. I meant that even though I've only known I'm a father for a few months, I still am going to have a problem with people referring to April as a 'woman.' I mean she's only six months old, to me." Luke explained.

"Oh, well," Lorelai wondered if she should share the contents of her day with Luke or if that was breaking some sort of girl code.

"What?" Luke asked.

"Well, Dad, you might want to sit down for this." Lorelai motioned to the couch.

"Why? What's going on?" Luke asked, confused.

"I'm not really sure if it's my place to tell you this, but I figure, it's better to get the freak out over with without April having to witness it. Okay Buddy, your little girl's a woman...as of today," Lorelai said with an awkward smile, and let out a small laugh.

"Um, I'm not sure if that means what I think it means," Luke said, sitting on the couch, Lorelai on her knees sitting next to him, facing him, her hand on his thigh.

"It means that today, I was at home, minding my own business, reading Emma," Lorelai started.

"Who?" Luke, unaware of the existence of said Jane Austen novel, asked.

Lorelai continued, "when April called."

"April called you?"

"Yeah, and she seemed a bit flustered. And as it turns out, she had gotten her period and didn't know what to do."

"Oh my god." Luke put his hand on his forehead.

"Yeah, so..." Lorelai was about to continue on with her story.

"Wait. Why did she call you?"

"Well, she said she tried to call her mom and she didn't pick up. So,"

"Well, she could have asked me, I would have helped. See, that's what I mean. She likes you better," Luke said like he was a little kid fighting with his sister over the attention of their mother.

"Please, Luke, you can barely handle it now. Look at you, you're barely breathing. It was hard enough for her, Luke, without having to talk to her dad about it. Can you picture it, in the middle of the diner? She tells you, you fall down, and in two minutes the whole town knows. No, that's not what she needed. She needed her mom or a friend. Preferably one that could drive to the store and get her what she needs. That's where I come in."

"Yeah," Luke sighed, "I guess you're right."

"I suppose it had to happen eventually." Luke smiled at Lorelai's joke. She always did know how to lighten the intensity of a conversation.

Luke put his arm around Lorelai's shoulder and pulled her to sit next to him. She unfolded her legs from beneath her and leaned into Luke's shoulder. "Thank you, Lorelai." They were silent for a minute until Luke continued, "So, I guess you saved my butt today. Huh?" Luke smiled.

"Well, you've got a pretty amazing butt, Luke," she joked, "I might have to kill myself if I let it get away."

Luke kissed her on the cheek, and they sat comfortably for a few minutes. Both content with the agreements they'd come to.

Okay...felt the strange urge to switch to Lorelai's point of view for a bit. Only temporary...
As we sit peacefully on the couch, the idea of disturbing the one moment in the last two months in which I've been happy seems crazy. But then my stomach grumbles loudly enough for Luke to hear, and I have to choice but to shatter the quiet with, "Hey, I'm starving."

I pat Luke on the stomach as I get up. I walk over to the bowl of cold mac' and cheese. I pop open the microwave and set it for one minute. As I wait for the pasta to be slightly warmed, I take out two beers and grab the two forks I laid on the table earlier. As the microwave timer beeps, I open the door, stick the forks in, pick up the beers in one hand and the bowl in the other, and head back over to Luke, who has been watching my every move as if I were actually entertaining.

We remain silent for a few minutes eating mac' and cheese out of one big bowl.

"So?" I break the silence. "I hate to bring up another heavy topic tonight, but do you want to get married soon? Because, Luke, all I want is for us to just start our life together. Screw some fancy wedding. I just want to be your wife. We could just have a party once we're settled. Can we do that?" I turn to Luke with what I'm sure is a hopeful expression.

"That sounds good to me."

"Really? That's a relief," I admit.

"Yeah," Luke says, "How about in two weeks, when April's back here for the weekend, we get Rory and the four of us go somewhere -- anywhere you want. We get married, and then this summer we worry about everything else."

I lean in to kiss Luke. "The only flaw I see in that plan is that a honeymoon is not included."

"What do you have in mind?"

"I don't know," I start, "I was kind of thinking, do you want to take it right away?"

"Well," Luke started, "I mean I guess we don't have to...really."

"That didn't sound too convincing." I begin to worry slightly and say, "Why? What are you thinking?"

"Well, do you still want to have another kid? We don't have to, or not right away."

"Luke..." I smile widely because I can't believe this is the same man I've barely seen the past few months. "I'm totally ready for another kid."

"Okay, then should we go somewhere soon so that we can..."

"Get busy?" I joke.

"Well, yeah." Luke smiles.

"Yeah, that seems right." I agree.

"Okay," Luke says, "Can we finish this tomorrow? We'll start planning and everyting, but tonight, I'm dead tired and all I want is a calm night with my wife-to-be."

"Sure, Babe." I smile crazily. "What kind of night did you have in mind?"

Luke kisses me lightly; I take this to be his answer so I move in for a second kiss after smiling at him and whispering, "Good idea."

In ten seconds' time the kiss has escalated to meaningful as we open out moths to really greet each other. As soon as I taste Luke's tongue on mine I feel as if I'm about to lose control. I bring the kiss to frantic as I detach myself from him for the split second it takes me to straddle his lap and slam my lips back into his, thrusting my tongue into his mouth again -- possibly too eagerly. It prompts a, "Lorelai, you don't have to rush. We have all night."

I can't help it, so I tell him softly, "I know, but...I feel like it's been forever. I've missed you."

Luke smiles in agreement as I start to unbutton his flannel. "Has it really been that long? I think I've been blocking it out."

I can't help but sigh, "Luke, you haven't touched me since Martha's Vineyard. It's been more than two months."

I begin my frantic motions again once Luke replies, "That's a long time for us." I attach myself to his neck, sucking any spot I can get my lips on. Meanwhile, Luke's head has rolled to rest on the back of the couch while his hands roam my back, slowly pushing my shirt higher and higher. Once he reaches my bra, he unclasps it. I shiver in anticipation. As he moves his hands to my front side, I stop to enjoy myself for a moment. Before I know it, my shirt is on the floor, Luke's lips are attached to my breasts, and I can feel the ever-hardening lump in Luke's pants between my legs as we sit groin to groin.

Lorelai's POV over...back to third person. But I'm sure you would have figured that one out. :)
Ten minutes later, Lorelai and Luke remained on the couch in the same position. Luke was still inside Lorelai as she had her arms wrapped around his neck. Luke hugged her tightly with his arms around her naked back and her head wresting against his still flannel-covered shoulder.

Luke whispered, "Hey."

Lorelai smiled, but Luke could not see it because of the position of her face on his shoulder. "Let's go over to the bed and go to sleep. Hm?"

"That's okay, I'm happy here," came Lorelai's quiet response.

"I am too, believe me, but let's go to bed."

"Fine."

Luke pats her back lightly trying to get her to stand up.

"Luke..." she whines slightly.

"Come on, Lorelai, we'll be more comfortable."

"Okay," she agrees but remains immoble.

A moments passed, and Lorelai still hadn't moved, so Luke took it upon himself. He moved forward and began to stand. Lorelai struggled to keep her legs wrapped around him. She said, "No, no. Don't pull out."

"I'll try," he scoffed as he tried to stand.

Finally he succeeded to stumble to the bed without detaching from her. All this with his pants still around his ankles. They sat in the same position on the bed.

"Now what?" Luke asked almost laughing.

"What?" Lorelai looked at him.

"Lorelai, we can't stay like this forever. I'm still half dressed and we'll never be able to sleep like this. Never mind what people in the diner or the inn would say to it."

Lorelai finished unbuttoning his flannel and started to laugh.

"What?" Luke asked with a smile.

"You, look at you, you're still dressed."

"Yeah?" He smiled.

"I just think it shows how far I was willing to go to have you." Playful Lorelai had emerged.

"Lorelai."

"Well, come on, it's just a little funny. I mean, plus, it's a little cliche, don't you think? My socks are still on."

Luke smiled at her. "I'm tired. Can we please just go to sleep?"

"Yeah, but first, can we please get this stuff off of you?"

"Well, I think you'll need to get off of me first."

Lorelai slowly lifted herself off of Luke. "Ow. Ow," she said calmly.

"What? Are you okay?" Luke asked equally as calmly, feeling little need to worry with the lack of concern in Lorelai's voice.

"Yeah, we were just a little stuck." She smiled as she stood up. "We're good now." She pecked him on the lips before reaching down and taking off her socks.

As Luke undressed, she walked over to his dresser and pulled a pair of boxers and a big t-shirt out of the drawers. Luke tossed his clothes onto a near-by chair and stood completely naked. Lorelai turned and giggled briefly. She then tossed him the boxers and pulled the t-shirt over her head. They crawled into bed and Luke said softly as Lorelai cuddled close to him, "I love you, Lorelai, I'm so sorry I haven't been showing you that."

"I love you too, Luke. Thank you for tonight. It's been great."

Two weeks later, Luke and Lorelai were married in Hartford with Rory and April present. When they got home, they found that the town had thrown them a party . The two left for Maine in July where they spent two weeks together in a house on a lake. It was secluded enough so that they barely saw anyone but each other for 14 days. They chatted about their life together and decided that Lorelai would go off the pill once they got home and they'd begin to trying to get pregnant.
And so the real story begins...