A/N: Here I present the next chapter… hope it's to your liking! =D

What is the secret… read on to find out!

Lorelai wouldn't admit it, but she was slightly nervous when she walked into the diner that evening after work, determined to find out what it was that Luke was keeping from her. As she pushed open the door, she acknowledged the rush of people, and she spotted Luke instantly, juggling plates and yelling at Caesar to hurry up with the order.

It didn't seem like the right time to interrupt.

Lorelai turned to walk back out, prepared to leave her coffee as well, when Luke called her back.

"Lorelai," he said from the counter.

She snapped her head up and met his eyes across the diner.

"I need to talk to you," he said. "Will you wait around a minute?"

Lorelai nodded. "Sounds ominous," she smiled climbing onto the stool at the counter.

"I'll be with you in a minute," he promised rushing off to deliver a plate of food to a customer by the window.

Lorelai sat patiently, and when Caesar approached the counter from the kitchen, she asked for a coffee, which he poured for her. Quietly, she sat sipping on the mug, her eyes following Luke to each customer he served until he finally stopped, looking exhausted, and leaned his body against the counter.

"You look beat," she noted.

"I am," he sighed. "I have to talk to you about something."

"You said that," she smiled, enjoying the nervousness in his body language. It was nice to see him venerable for a change. It made her relax more.

"Alley and I, we…"

"You're moving away!" she stated.

Luke frowned. "No, we're not moving away," he denied.

"You're closing the diner!"

"No, we're not- are you telling the story or am I?" he barked, looking annoyed.

Lorelai raised her hands in defense. "Sorry. Go ahead, I'm listening…"

He took a breath. "We're getting married."

Lorelai laughed. "Sure, you are."

Luke wasn't smiling.

"We are."

It took a moment for the words to fall, and the meaning to make sense in her head. "Wha- what? Why?"

"That's usually how a relationship progresses when you care about someone," he said with sarcasm.

"Yes, for normal people."

"Meaning, you're Luke!"

"Thanks for the memo!"

"I mean," her face showed shock, and her words seemed to come out all mumbled and incoherent as she tried to make sense of what was happening. Luke marrying… no, it didn't seem right. "You're Luke, you don't get married. You hate relationships. It's been six weeks, you're supposed to break up, you're supposed to realize…"

"Realize what?" he asked when her trailed off.

"I… I just- how-… you've been dating six weeks. Six weeks," her voice came out all squeaky.

"I know that," he snapped. "It's my relationship!"

"How can you be getting married, you don't get married."

"Well I am now."

"But…" she couldn't seem to come up with a response. Leaving her coffee, unfinished, she stood from the stool and shook her head. "I have to go."

"Lorelai!" he insisted. "What do you-?"

"I have things to do! I got to go back to the Inn and-"

"It's after hours," he reminded her.

"Emergency," she mumbled.

"Lorelai, talk to me, what are you thinking!"

"I'm… I- don't… I…" she shook her head again. "I have to go!"

She turned then and walked out of the diner.

She stumbled all the way outside, barely acknowledging those she passed, who mumbled a greeting as she hurried along the sidewalk, to her car. She climbed into the driver's seat and turned the engine over, and pulling out of the parking space. she drove home, going through several red lights and barely seeing the other cars on the road, as her mind drifted to the image in her head of Luke standing at the altar with Alley as his bride.

She got an ill feeling in the pit of her stomach.

Sorry about the short chapters, I have a short attention span, but I do upload quicker, and reviews help that along too. =D

Any constructive criticism is welcome too!