Disclaimer: I don't own Gilmore Girls or any of the characters. So don't sue! Spoilers: None, I think Review please!!! Rating is for mild language, probably not that bad Pairings: L/L, R/J

Sorry this chapter isn't very long, I just had to fill you in on some details for later chapters. Thanks witchfigg731 and Luke-Lorelai-ash, and others for the reviews. Keep em comin! Chapter 1: "Rory! Alex and I are going to New York then too!"

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"Mom, I think you're jealous." "No Ror, why would I be jealous of Luke! I have Alex and we're going to New York. It's not like I'm going to see them." "Okay. Whatever you say." Rory laughed quietly to herself. Lorelai frowned. So maybe she was a little jealous. But not in the romantic way that Rory was thinking of. Luke was her friend.

"Mom! You're receiving signs. Signs that you and Luke belong together."

"Hey Luke! It's your girlfriend." "Why is Nicole calling?" "No, not Nicole. The other one. With brown hair and the coffee addiction."

"Here's your coffee. Luke's upstairs." Lorelai glanced at the staircase. Jess followed her glance. He smirked but didn't say anything. "Go on up."

Chapter 3: Pete and Repeat

Lorelai knocked. "Jess, just open the damn door!" Lorelai flung the door open and sauntered in. "Hi Lukey!" Luke jerked up, banging his head on the table. "God Lorelai. Do you have to walk into everyone's home like that? And who gave you permission to come up here?" "Oh, yes. It was your darling nephew, Jess," Lorelai cooed. She paused and grinned at Luke. He sat up and frowned at Lorelai. "What are you doing here?" "I needed coffee," Lorelai whined. She twirled a lock of hair on her finger for a moment and then glanced around the apartment. "Your apartment really needs cleaning. And boy, wouldn't that be a fun project." Lorelai pulled out her cell phone and started dialing. "Independence Inn, this is Sookie." "Hey Sookie. I'm not going to be in today." "Okay. Honey, I have to go. The potatoes are boiling and, I have a cake to make." "Okay Sookie. Don't overwork yourself." "I won't, Bye." "Bye." "Wait! Lorelai, what are you doing today that could keep you away from the inn?" "Redecorating Luke's apartment." Lorelai hung up and turned to face an angry Luke. "Redecorating my apartment? Absolutely not!" "Hey Uncle Luke, we're out of bacon," Jess said, walking in. "Jess, don't complain, do something!" "Okay." "Luke that means you need to go run your diner," Lorelai said, slyly. She grinned. Luke stopped still. She looks gorgeous when she smiles. Ah, don't think about Lorelai. Think about Nicole. Think about Nicole. She doesn't smile like Lorelai. You're thinking about Lorelai again! "Luke? Okay?" "What?" "I won't dig out Repeat." "Who the hell is Repeat?" "The paint brush. Not to be confused with Pete, who died tragically when the paint killed him." Luke rolled his eyes.

10 Hours later.

Lorelai collapsed on the bed when she heard voices coming up the stairs. She had worked her butt off all day; taking breaks occasionally for lunch and snacks. "They belong together," Jess said. "Yeah, but they're blinder than blind. The entire town knows it." Jess chuckled. He opened the door. "So do you want to borrow that book I told you about?" "Sure, but how long will it take you to find it?" "Oh, maybe." Jess stopped short. "Your apartment. It's clean," Rory exclaimed. "Lorelai! What did you do to this place?" "You have a bookcase and your clothes are put away. Your magazines are in a stack, your miscellaneous items are in crates by the couch and bed." "Thanks but," "Oh, no need to thank me. Rory, Luke revived Pete! I brought him over and Luke washed him in some junk and Pete came back to life!" "That's talent." "Yes, but all of that exhilaration, going back home to get Pete and Repeat, made me pooped. I'm going downstairs to beg for coffee." "Okay. I'll see you at home." Rory turned and kissed Jess, passionately. He pulled her over to the couch where that sat down and kissed until they had to stop for oxygen. "Who's Pete?" "The paint brush." "Oh."

"Luke, I'm done with your apartment. Nice picture of me in your dresser drawers." She went through my dresser? "What do you want?" "Coffee, coffee, more coffee, and did I mention coffee?" "Yeah." Lorelai laid her head down on the counter until she heard a familiar voice. "Lorelai, why are you laying on this filthy counter?" "Mom? What are you doing here?"

TBC.