OMG, fanfiction was down yesterday.. and I had ch. 18 all written and AHHH i checked the site literally like 15 times yesterday.. but it never went up~! Well, here it is.. i hope you guys like it =)

You guys have all been so nice with your reviews and i appreciate it so much!!!

I feel so euphoric today!!!!!! lol

Well, I hope you enjoy and R/R =P

-Ggirl =)

A/N: Hey, I editted some parts of the story because I realized that it was really confusing. Hope this is better. =)

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When Dr. Johnson finally opened the glass door at 2 AM, he saw Luke dozing against it.

He gently shook the man awake. Luke groggily looked up at him. "Do you need something for your hands?"

Luke looked down at his now bluing hands. They were still a little swollen and starting to turn black and blue.

"I...," Luke started and shook his head. "I want to stay here."

Dr. Johnson shook his head in understanding as the other doctors and nurses quietly left the room.

Luke sat there quietly until Dr. Johnson came back with an ice pack. "Keep this on," the doctor said.

Luke took the ice pack but ignored the doctor's instruction. "How is she?" He asked, looking to the other man with hope. "She's okay?" 'Please...'

Dr. Johnson sighed and a tired look came over his face. When he had seen the patient gripping her husband's hand yesterday morning, he had been so sure ... but now, her life hung on a thin thread, precariously balanced between life and death.

"I'm sorry but there doesn't seem that there is much more that we can do.. I'm not sure if she'll make it through the night..," Dr. Johnson said lowering his eyes from Luke. He hated giving into death. Many times he had been defeated by it and every time it became more and more painful. Dr. Johnson closed his eyes and remembering his wife, he said, "I'm really sorry.."

Luke felt like the world was closing in on him. He closed his eyes and the ice pack dropped from his hands. Then he suddenly picked it up and was about to throw it.

"No," Dr. Johnson grabbed his arm. "I know how it feels... I know what it's like to have my wife die in an accident. But your acting up isn't going to make it better.."

Luke slowly put his arm down. 'My wife?' He thought bitterly. 'We never even went on a date...'

"You can go in the room now, Mr. Gilmore," Dr. Johnson said quietly and he left Luke standing in front of room 14.

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Luke just stood there. He was scared to go in....

"Is this how it ends?" He thought bitterly, hot tears falling down his face. "I loved her.. and this is how it ends?"

He hadn't been able to tell her and that's what hurt. She was dying....... and he was dying with her.

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From the nurse's station, two nurses watched at the man crying in front of room 14. "God," One said, turning to the other. "Can you just tell that he loves her so much?"

She nodded slowly. "Yeah, it's so sad."

They both sighed and turned back to their work.

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Taking a deep breath, Luke walked into room and stood at the doorway. Lorelai's silence was ripping his heart apart like it was.. 'Chop suey,' He thought. He didn't know why he was suddenly making jokes to himself. 'Because that's what she is ... funny...' He smiled slightly. 'I will always remember you for being the amazing, funny, beautiful person you are.' He didn't want to remember her as being bruised and tired and lying wordlessly in a cold hospital bed ... she was Lorelai, the woman who walked into his life and brought disaster and chaos into it .. along with love and laughter...

"I told you eating too many hamburgers would kill you," Luke whispered through his tears as he walked nearer to the bed. "I told you..."

He gently touched her face. "I should have converted you to chicken.." He laughed softly. "I should have danced when you asked me to... you would have liked to see that, huh?" He brushed her cheek with his thumb.

Luke started to carefully peel away the cold sheets covering her and softly pushed her to one side of the bed. He lay down next to her on the hospital bed and wrapped his arms around her as gingerly as possible. 'She feels so cold...' He tried to warm her with his own body heat.

Luke put his head down on the pillow next to hers and stared at her face, trying to memorize every detail, every curve and every shadow. "Remember how you made me buy that ridiculous basket? Two stale poptarts and slimjims..." He cried softly. "You would have eaten them..." He kissed her on the nose. He felt her gasps of breath on his fingers. His tears ran down her cheek. "Will you remember me? And.. say hi to my dad for me..." The ache in his heart was tearing him apart and he felt so tired... Luke started to doze off, mumbling incoherently. "Remember when.... and how you......' Luke kissed her softly on the lips.

'......I love you with all my heart...."

His eyelids fluttered as he struggled to keep awake.. he gave in and they closed. He was soon soundly asleep, with dreams of Lorelai filling his mind and heart. Luke fell into a deep sleep, with his face burrowed in Lorelai's shoulder.

A single tear ran down Lorelai's face.......