Disclamer: I don't own it. None of it, not even the DVD's. Sad, I know.

A/N: To prove to you all that I am dedicated to this story, I am updating now, on this, the day of my daughters wedding. J/K. But seriously, I should be packing to move and getting ready to go out to dinner with my friends. But hey, I thought It's Friday, why not give the people what they want? Oh also! I now have a new found respect for the authors on this hear beautiful website. I used to wait and wait nd sometimes be upset when people didn't update fast enough for my liking, but now I realize it is a lot harder than it seems to write a long chapter.

Thank you to all of my reviewers, even though there were only four, I want to thank you all. It encourages me to write more. :) ---did you catch that subtle hint?

Anyways, on with the story. Enjoy.

Heaven Forbid-a.ka. Chapter Two

When she woke up the next morning she rolled over carefully, half expecting Christopher to be there. He wasn't. After their fight he never called or came home so Lorelai figured that he really took her answer as a rejection, finally. She thought about last night. She wasn't the greatest at communicating her feelings that she bottled up for weeks at a time. She knew that she was harsh to Chris last night, but she could not hide the feeling of weight lifting off of her chest.

She sat up and made her way out of bed and got ready for the day. She went through her daily routine of a shower, dressing, fixing her hair, eating a pop tart, and grabbing coffee on her way out of the house. Coffee that was something that Lorelai could never go without, it was her lifeline; without it she was sure she would look ten years older. His coffee was so much better. She knew that he put nutmeg in it, but there was just something about his coffee that encompassed her body and made her feel like she was home.

As she pulled into her parking space at the Dragonfly, she stared down into her coffee cup, and then took a long sip. It just wasn't the same, sure it was coffee, but it wasn't his coffee.

It was then that it hit Lorelai. It was going to be like this for the rest of her life. He was in everything, and if she didn't have him she would always think about how much better her life would be if she did. She had a craving for him and if she never satisfied it, she would never be happy.

A knocking roused her from her thoughts, oh god so many thoughts. It was Sookie giving her a quizzical look. She rolled down her window and said, "Hey Sookie," trying to muster up some confidence and happiness in her voice.

"Sweetie, you do know that you have been sitting in your car for twenty minutes, right? It's freezing out here, come inside. I made this amazing batch of pumpkin cookies and the guests just love them. Of course they better; it took me three days to prefect that recipe. First I had too much pumpkin which can be bad beca-"

Lorelai cut Sookie off from her long rant saying, "Sookie, Sookie, slow down! I'm sure your cookies are amazing and everybody will love them."

Sookie smiled then her face turned to confusion when she noticed Lorelai's usually bright smile being forced. "Honey what's wrong? Is it Rory? Is she okay?" She asked frantically.

"Rory is fine Sook, I was just thinking about things."

"What kind of things? Christopher things?" Sookie wondered.

"Um, yeah, Chris stuff. Listen Sookie, I'm going to tell you something, but it may not come as a surprise to you." Lorelai started.

"You're not pregnant are you? Oh god, you're pregnant with Chris' baby aren't you?" Sookie fumbled out, secretly hoping the latter to be false.

"God no! I'm not pregnant. Why would I get pregnant with Chris's baby? I only want babies with Luke." Lorelai rambled on not realizing what she was saying.

"Sookies eyes widened and a thousand watt smile appeared on her lips. "So you and Luke are talking again?" She asked eagerly.

"What?!" Lorelai all but screamed.

"Well you just said that you only want to have babies with Luke, so I just assumed you guys talked. I mean the Luke topic has been off limits with you for months. If his name is even mentioned you get the look on your face." Sookie explained.

"The look? What look?" Lorelai asked confused.

"You know, the I'm-uncomfortable-please-don't-talk-about-my-ex-fiancé- look." Sookie elaborated.

"I do not get that look." Lorelai scoffed.

"Yes you do, but that's not what you wanted to tell me." Came Sookies reply.

"Oh right, well last night when I came home from work I heard a loud noise coming from outside, so I went to the door and opened it to so Christopher out in the yard moving the chuppah. Lorelai stated.

"No!?" Sookie said appalled.

"Yes. So I ask him what he is doing and he goes on to tell me that he was going to "surprise" me by getting rid of the chuppah and all of Luke's boxes." Lorelai explained.

"That's not his stuff though." Sookie said in a confused tone.

"Right, that's exactly what I said. So I flipped out on him. We ended up having it out on the front yard. I basically told him that I was done pretending I am happy with him then he stormed off in his car and hasn't called since."

"Oh honey, I'm sorry." Sookie sympathized with Lorelai.

"Don't be, it was a long time coming. I knew all along it was wrong, I've just been fighting it. I mean, we have tried so many times, I don't know why I thought this time would be any different. It was a mistake, everything was a mistake." She added the last part as an afterthought.

"Well, every girl is aloud to have a mistake, or two, or three." Sookie giggled. She wanted to ask about the last part, but decided not to push it. After all, Lorelai had not been the most open person lately. "So did you want to come in? Or were you going to just sit out here all day?" Sookie asked with a beaming smile.

"Oh, um, actually I have to go run and errand I forgot about." Lorelai said.

"Okay then, I'll see you later then?" Sookie more asked then said.

"Yeah, I'll be in a little later."

As she rolled up her window she watched Sookie walk back to the inn. She knew what she had to do, and she had to do it now. She put her jeep into drive and made her way toward the center of town.

The town was buzzing with activity. It seemed like everybody had something to be happy about. It made her sick. How could every sing person in town be so happy when she was suffering so much?

She sat in her car parked across the street from his diner. This is where it all started. She remembers it like yesterday. She still knows exactly what he was wearing that day. Not that it was hard to do because he seemed to have an infinite supply of flannel, but who was she to complain? She had grown to love the flannel, as well as the man in it. It only took her two years to fall in love with him, but this time she was still calling him Duke. No need to let the town catch wind of her new found love. So she played it cool, denying anything between them, and denying her true feelings about him. If she had ever known that he was doing the same thing they would have been together much sooner.

Looking at him you wouldn't think he would make a good partner, but he did. She loved the way he kissed her and the fact that his hands fit hers so perfectly. She saw a side of Luke that nobody else did, and she cherished the times they spent just lying in her bed together, holding each other, when he would whisper his love for her in her ear. She would tell him how happy she was that they were together and how he was all she would ever want, need, and more. Those were the things she loved the most. The little things. They could be stranded on a desert island with no entertainment and she would be just fine with that as long as they were together.

She looked into the diner, quickly scanning the area to find him. When she spotted him, he was coming out of the curtains leading up to his apartment. He looked different to her, not the same man she had loved for eight years secretly and loved for two years out loud, but then again he looked the same. He still took her breath away, even after everything. There was something about his day old stubble, flannel shirt, jeans, and baseball cap that made her crave his touch.

Gah! It was like she couldn't turn her mind off. It was always thinking, thinking about him. If she didn't know the situation better, she would think of herself as a stalker. It just wasn't natural to think about him as much as she did. He probably didn't spend this much, if any, time thinking about her and how things would be so much better if they were together.

She had been sitting in her car for what she guessed to be about thirty minutes. At the exact moment she reached for her keys to start her car, he looked up from his order pad and noticed her sitting in her car. They locked eyes and it felt like time was standing still. He looked away after several seconds, but she kept looking. It was a sign, it had to be. She knew that he had sensed her there; he always seemed to know when she was near.

When he looked back over to her car she smiled a little and waved, he looked unsure, but gave a slight smile and waved back. She now knew what she had to do, and now was the time to do it. She opened her car door and stepped out onto the hard concrete of the sidewalk. As she slowly crossed the street, her heart began to race and so did her mind. She was less than ten steps away from the diner door.

Oh god, what if this was a mistake? She thought.

It was too late to turn back now, so she pushed the door open and walked in.

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