Discalimer: I don't own anything GG related. Exept Luke. He's MINE! MINE I SAY!! What? What do you mean I don't own him? But...but... FINE, I don't own Luke either. Damn.'

AN: This chapter is long. I'm not exactly sure what to think of it... review to tell me if it's crap or if I should go with it.

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Lorelai stood at the bus stop, not so patiently waiting for Rory to get off the bus. She stood there for what seemed like hours while Rory gathered everything she owned and dragged it with her onto the sidewalk. As soon as her arms were empty, she dove at her mother and enveloped her in a huge hug.

"Hey sweets!" Lorelai said. "How was Washington? Did you learn stuff? Did you meet new people? Cheat on your boyfriend with a sophisticated Harvard man? Miss me?"

Rory laughed as they started walking home. "Yes, yes, no, and yes."

"I'm so glad you're home. I want you to tell me..." Lorelai stopped mid- sentence. She felt a lump growing in her throat and tried to swallow it. This was Rory's first day home! She would not ruin it!

"Mom?" Rory said, confused.

"Sorry," The elder Gilmore replied, sniffing a bit, biting back tears. "It's just been so...horrible... without you here. But I don't want to talk about my depressing soap opera life, I want to talk about yours!" She smiled unconvincingly.

"Mom? What's wrong?" Rory asked kindly as she saw a tear run down her mother's cheek. "It's ok, my stuff can wait. Really. What's wrong?"

Lorelai sighed as they came to their house.

"Everything." She stated simply.

"What happened?"

They dumped Rory's stuff in the hallway and slowly sauntered into the living room.

"Well," Lorelai began; glad to be able to finally tell Rory what was up. "I came to a rather shocking realisation the other day. Yesterday, in fact.

"And this shocking realisation was..."

"I think I might be... I might like Luke a little more than I had previously thought."

Rory looked at her mother. She knew this had to happen sooner or later, but she couldn't believe it was happening now. Not that it was bad, just...sudden.

"And why would this be a bad thing? Why are you so upset about it?"

"I'm not even close to done. I went over there to ask him if everything people had been saying was true. You know 'Luke's in love with you Lorelai' 'You can tell, just look at his eyes', so I went to ask him if that was true. He didn't say anything! He said 'I think you should sort out your feelings before you dump them on me.' Or something to that affect."

"Harsh."

"I know!"

"Well have you?"

"Have I what?"

"Sorted out your feelings?"

"I think so... I just wanted to talk to you first. Are you ok with this?"

"I would be, if there was anything to be ok with." Rory smirked. "But if you just stand here and do nothing, I won't have to worry now will I?"

"You think I should talk to him?"

"Yes."

"What about you?"

"I have to go see Lane and Dean. Plus I have to unpack and make my list of school supplies."

"Ok. Are you sure? You don't want me to hang around or anything?"

"Mom?"

"Yes?"

"Go. Now."

"But..."

"Go."

Lorelai kissed her daughter's cheek and was gone, heading full tilt toward the diner.

Luke heard the chime of the bell signalling that there was a customer. The diner was near empty, save Kirk, Miss Patty and an elderly couple. He turned around from the grill to see Lorelai, panting. Her eyes were red and her face was puffy, and she looked extremely tired. Luke thought she looked beautiful.

"Luke..." She started.

Luke's heart started to beat a little faster. A sure sign that he was getting his hopes up. Not good.

"We need to talk."

"Can we not talk here?" He asked

"Yeah. Privacy would be good."

"Ok." Luke led her upstairs to his apartment, ignoring Kirk and Patty's gawking stared. Things were awkward, but Lorelai was determined.

"This place looks great. Really different, but great."

"Lots of things are different." Luke said, only half referring to the apartment.

"So..." Lorelai said.

Luke sighed.

"I thought about what you said last night." She muttered, still feeling very uneasy about the whole situation. She didn't want to mess this up.

"Yeah?" Luke said. He wasn't sure what she was going to say. With his luck it would probably be something along the lines of 'I decided that I don't love you, never have, never will, but I'll be nice to you as long as you continue to serve me coffee.' He hoped he was wrong.

"I think I want to try this. You and me being an... us."

"Me too" Luke replied, "But..."

"But?"

"Yes, but. How do I know that you just won't bail at the first sign of seriusness? How do I know you're in this for the long haul?"

"Can't you just trust me?"

Luke sighed. This wasn't going to be easy. "I'm not sure I can, Lorelai..."

"Why not? We've been friends for ages, and now you say you can't trust me?"

"I'm not saying that, Lorelai, I'm just saying that when it comes to relaitionships, it takes you a while to figure out what you really want."

"So when I say that what I want is you, you just dismiss it?"

"Lorelai-"

"No! Don't listen to crazy Lorelai, she doen't know what she wants! Who cares if she says one thing? She doesn't know what's going on!"

"Lorelai-"

"I don't want to hear it Luke. I'm begginning to think coming here was a big mistake. I'm begginning to think ever getting involved with you and your stupid coffee was a mistake. I'm leaving."

"Lorelai..." Luke pleaded.

But she was gone.