Hi Everyone! I'm so excited that I have followers that like this story! It's great to hear your opinions. I have a rough outline of where this is going, so hopefully I can post a bit quicker. This chapter is all Luke's perspective of the situation, but next chapter will bring Dean (Winchester that is) into the mix!

Luke stared at the front of the car that had been towed to Gypsy's garage. Just as Jess had explained, there were two distinct hand prints in the front bumper of the car. Almost as if someone had been standing in the street in an attempt to stop the oncoming vehicle from going through that crosswalk. So they definitely had a ghost, that much was obvious. What wasn't obvious was the connection between the ghost and the Gilmore's.

Luke had known John Winchester. He'd hunted with him once or twice back in the day. When Sam had been dropped off in Stars Hallow, John had asked Luke to keep an eye on Sam. Make sure he didn't get into anything he shouldn't. The last thing Luke had expected was Sam to go after Rory Gilmore.

He couldn't blow his cover with the kid though so he stood back and watched to make sure nothing bad happened to either of them. He was beyond mad at the kid. How dare he put a target on Rory like that. Any hunter knew that the Winchesters were a group to stay away from. They were bad luck to be around. People connected with them ended up dead, and Luke had spent to much time protecting those girls to let Sam mess it all up.

Luke took a few photos with his cell phone and finished his examination of the car. It looked like something out of a comic book. The bumper was crumpled around the hand prints, but nothing else seemed to be damaged. He'd need to think for a moment on what their next move would be.

He breathed in the chilly air as he walked home to check on the girls. This time of night was always so peaceful to him. And his nightly checking of the town was even easier now that he had to walk the half mile to Lorelei's home. 'Our Home' he corrected himself again, smiling despite himself.

As he rounded the corner past Babette's place, He caught sight of Rory standing on the porch with Sam Winchester. They were discussing the day's events he was sure. Luke watched as they said goodbye, Rory retreating into the house and Sam making his way back down the porch stairs.

"Forester." Luke acknowledged as he moved toward the other hunter. Sam sighed as he noticed Luke's presence, the frown deepening the lines under his very tired eyes.

"Luke drop the pretense, alright? Jess knows who I am, which means you know who I am." Sam replied his tone serious. Luke cleared his throat.

"Yes Sam, I know who you are."

"How long?" Sam asked, swallowing. "How long have you known?"

"I knew your dad." Luke offered.

"So you've known all along?" Sam questioned, his voice wavering between surprise and anger. "Well, that does explain a lot."

"Yep." Luke replied, toeing at a patch of uneven grass. "So did you figure anything out about the incident?"

Sam chewed his cheek, obviously thinking about how much he should tell. Luke waited, trying to be patient.

"I have a few theories." He finally offered up. "This isn't the first time that something has happened around the two of them is it?"

"Just some normal spook stuff, books falling off perfectly level tables, doors closing on their own, you know the type." Luke explained, watching as Sam nodded in agreement. "I don't know what could have happened that would have brought a ghost into the house, unless it's from one of those antiques Lorelei keeps buying for the inn. This is the first time something really major has happened with either of them."

"Does it only happen around Lorelei and Rory?" Sam asked, obviously concerned. Luke nodded again and shrugged.

"It's nothing I can't handle Sam."

"Well you say that, but look at what happened earlier." Sam pressed, obviously annoyed. "Were you handling it then?"

Luke's frown deepened, his eyebrows knitting together on his forehead. He didn't like the smugness that Sam was giving him about this whole situation. Stars Hallow was his to protect. The Winchesters needed to leave his town alone.

"Is there anything else I can do for you Sam?" Luke asked coolly, turning to head up the stairs into the house. Sam shook his head.

"No, I think that's it. If you think of anything, just let me know though alright? I'm staying at the Lavender Fields Motel."

"You know that's Kirk's place right?" Luke offered. Sam groaned and nodded.

"Yes. I'm very aware." He replied, before turning and walking back down the street, hands in his coat pockets. He looked like he had the world on his shoulders. So much had changed, but yet, so much had stayed the same.

Luke headed up onto the front porch, wiping his feet on the mat and pushing the door open. He reminded himself for the fourth time that he needed to fix that insufferable squeak when he had a chance, closed the offending door, and pulled his coat off.

"Luke, is that you?" Lorelei called from the kitchen. He smiled to himself as he put his jacket on his hook in the hall.

"Yeah, it's me."

"Good cause we need to finalize wedding stuff." She responded, waltzing from the kitchen with a tiara and a veil attached to her head.

"What in God's name is on your head." He asked, trying to sound gruff but only succeeding in chuckling. She smiled.

"You like? I found it. I think I'm going to wear it on Sunday." She asked, twirling for him.

"Found it where? At a wedding store for Disney princesses?"

"You've been following me!? Wait, I found you something too!" She replied, eyes gleaming, and darted back into the kitchen giggling like a 2 year old. Luke smiled as he followed her in. Yes. This was his town, his people, and his girls.

And no spook or Winchester was going to take that from him.