Lorelai peeked out of the window of her office at the inn. It still wasn't snowing, but it was getting closer, she could tell. She frowned a little. Normally she and Rory took a walk in the first snow of the season, but she was at school, and somehow Lorelai doubted that a winter stroll would be an acceptable reason for an excused absence. She'd take Luke, but he was having his dark day. She sighed a little, wishing she could help him but knowing that Luke could handle himself. She went to the kitchen to get herself a cup of coffee from Sookie when she saw the first few flakes fall from the window.

"Sook, it's snowing!"

"I know, you've been waiting all day for this. I'm putting some gingerbread in the oven now for cookies later. Why don't you go take your snow walk?"

"It'll have to be a quick one, I didn't bring gloves or anything."

"So let it be a quick one! You're Lorelai Gilmore, you don't break tradition. I'm sure Michel can hold down the fort here for a little while."

"Alright, you talked me into it. I'll be back in an hour tops."

"Don't get frostbite."

"I'll try my best." Lorelai smiled as she went back to her office to get her winter coat and then walked out of the front door of the inn to see a familiar green truck, and a familiar green coat. "What are you doing here?" She asked Luke as they walked closer to each other.

"It's the first snow of the season, and Rory's in school, so I'm here for your walk. I know you don't break tradition, and I figured you'd want some company. Put these on," he said, handing her a hat and a pair of gloves.

"You're supposed-"

"Shh. Just enjoy the snow," he said, as he took her hand and led her on their stroll. Lorelai let him take the lead, enjoying the snow but also wondering what Luke was doing here. After about fifteen minutes of walking, she couldn't take it anymore.

"It's your dark day." She said as they continued to walk.

"It is," he confirmed, as he stopped walking. Lorelai looked around and took in the scenery of an old, dilapidated building coated in a thin coat of the magic white fluff that had always meant good things for Lorelai Gilmore.

"It's your dark day, but you came to walk me around in the snow, and you brought me to the Dragonfly."

"Looks pretty with the snow on it, don't you think? It could be a Christmas card."

"Luke… I love that you came here to do this with me, but are you okay? I know today is hard for you." She said.

"Yes, Lorelai, today is my dark day," he said, as he led her up the stairs of the Dragonfly. "Today is my dark day, and I went to my parent's graves, and I talked to them, and I grieved. And normally, after I went to visit my parents graves, I'd go back to my apartment, and I'd wallow, and I'd do anything to avoid seeing other people, and I'd sit all today and wake up tomorrow and open the diner and pretend like nothing happened. But I don't want to do that today. Today, I went, and I grieved for my parents, and I thought to myself 'I want to go home to my girls.' That's all I've ever wanted. That's... everything to me. That's all I need, all I will ever need. Lorelai, I want to wake up every morning next to you. I want to kiss you good morning. I want your face to be the first thing I see. I want to make you and Rory coffee, every morning, for the rest of my mornings. I want to go into work and wonder when you're going to come in for your first cup of coffee. Well, really your fifth cup of coffee, but I'll pretend for my own sake that you didn't have four cups before you came in."

Lorelai chuckled a little. "Luke, where is this-"

"Shh," he told her. "I want to kiss you goodbye, and I want everyone in the diner to know that you're my girl, you're the only girl for me. I want to make you lunch and listen to you complain about Michel and I want to help you figure things out for the Dragonfly. I want to be the person who pours the afterschool cup of coffee for you and Rory, every single day. I want to come home at night when Rory's studying and you're reading and I want to make dinner, and I want to eat it as a family, and then I want to sit through the ridiculous movie marathons and make sure Rory gets to sleep okay, and then I want to go to bed with you, every single night, for the rest of my nights. I want a life with you, Lorelai. I want the whole package." He said, getting onto one knee on the wraparound porch of the Dragonfly. "If there's one thing you've proven to this whole town, it's that you and Rory don't need anybody. You're both fiercely independent and headstrong, and I admire you for that. Lorelai, you may not need me, but I need you. I've seen what my life is like with you, and what it's like without you, and now that I have you, I can't go back. I need you, Lorelai. The life we have together is all I'll ever need. Marry me." He opened the velvet box he'd retrieved from his pocket, and when Lorelai saw the ring she nearly fell over.

"Is it my turn to talk now?" Lorelai asked quietly, nearly in tears.

"Yes," Luke breathed out.

"Yes, Luke, a million times yes."

Luke smiled, laughing in relief as he stood up and pulled Lorelai into a hug, wrapping his arms around her waist as she wrapped his around her neck. He spun her around and put her back on the ground before kissing her once, pulling back to look at her and make sure he wasn't dreaming.

"God, is this real?" Lorelai asked.

"It had better be," Luke said. "Here, let me put the ring on your finger," he said, opening the box again as she slipped her glove off. Both of their hands were shaking, but he managed to slip the ring over her finger.

"It's perfect, Luke. Everything is perfect."

"Do you need to get back to work?"

"I can't go back to work today, all I'd be able to do is stare at this giant rock on my finger," she teased, laughing breathlessly.

"You'd better put your glove back on, if you get frostbite and we have to cut the finger off you'll have nowhere to wear the ring."

"Can I wear the ring over the glove?"

"It won't fit, and then it will fall off, and then you'll have no ring to look at," he warned as they started walking back towards the inn.

"You didn't buy a backup ring?" Lorelai teased.

"I thought I could just do a really good job on the first ring, and that would motivate you not to lose it."

"You did do a really good job."

"Thank you."

"Luke?"

"Yeah?"

"We need you, too. Me and Rory."

"Good. It's good to be needed."

"It's good." She agreed. "You know what else is good?"

"What?"

"I love you."

"You're right. That's good. Really, really good."