Lorelai walks quickly through the town, she feels almost desperate to talk things out with Luke.
He has this way of making her feel better when she can't figure things out. He seems to know what to say to make her feel better. She hopes he can do that now.
The diner is dark as Lorelai approaches it, no sign of Luke or Nicole. She knocks loudly hoping Luke will hear her.
She sees a light come on in the back and soon Luke comes down the stairs in jeans and a t-shirt. He looks at Lorelai oddly, surprised to see her.
"Lorelai, what's wrong?" He asks as he opens the door to her.
She shrugs her shoulders and walks into the diner. "I don't know, nothing? Everything? I needed to talk to you."
He locks the door and turns to Lorelai. "Okay, talk." He looks worried; he motions her to sit down, which she does.
"Luke, we're friends right?" Luke rolls his eyes and nods, prompting Lorelai to continue, "Things have just been bothering me lately and I feel like we're not the same. Like it's changing and it's bothering me."
She looks at Luke's face pleadingly. "I don't know, it just feels like something is wrong. Talk please."
Luke looks perplexed as he sits down across from Lorelai. "I don't know, I guess things are different for some reason, but not necessarily wrong." Luke struggles to find words, talking is not his forte.
Lorelai gives him a small smile, her sad eyes not changing. "You're not going to get married and move way are you?"
Luke's eyes widen, "What the hell? What are you talking about Lorelai?"
Lorelai gets up to avoid Luke's eyes and starts pacing through the empty diner.
"I was just thinking about why I was mad and then I started thinking that you and Nicole might get married and then you'll move away and won't be here anymore. I think that's the only logical explanation for what's going on in my head." Lorelai speaks rapid-fire, relieved to get the thoughts out of her head.
Luke stands and grabs her shoulders to stop her pacing, "Lorelai that doesn't make any sense. Nicole and I aren't getting married, but if we do, I won't move away. Does that make you feel better?"
Lorelai's eyes fill with tears; she turns her head so Luke doesn't see. She crosses to the counter where her purse is still sitting.
Picking it up she fights back tears, "Yeah that helps, thanks." She turns to walk towards the door when Luke grabs her arm.
"You don't seem fine." He turns her toward him and is surprised when he sees the tears in her eyes, "Damnit Lorelai, what's wrong?"
She shrugs her shoulders as tears fall down her cheeks, "I don't know!" she yells, "I have no idea, maybe I'm going through a mid-life crisis or something. I just don't like it, I feel like everything is changing, you, Rory, me and I don't like it."
Luke's mind is reeling right now; Lorelai is standing in the diner crying about some guy, as she does often, but this time the guy is him.
He's not sure whether to be proud for having some effect on her or to feel like crap for making her feel so bad.
They are standing close now, Lorelai still crying, and Luke struggling for words to calm her. He can't help but pull her closer and wrap his arms around her to comfort her.
His gruff voice breaks the quiet, "Lorelai, whatever happens around here, I am not changing. I'm still Luke, you're still Lorelai, and this diner will still be here. Hell Lorelai, the only thing changing around here is the weather, Stars Hollow will always be Stars Hollow."
Lorelai looks up at Luke hopefully, tears making her eyes sparkle in the moonlight, "Really?"
Luke looks down at her, "really, Lorelai." She can't help but hug him in the darkened diner.
Before she can stop herself she wraps her arms around his neck and pulls him close to her. "Good, because I couldn't handle it if you weren't Luke anymore."
He laughs a little, a throaty laugh and allows himself to be hugged.
She hugs him for a few minutes longer, feeling better than she has in a few days. As they start to pull apart, she closes her mouth, not knowing what she's going to say.
He looks down on her expectantly waiting for what's about to come next. She's also waiting for what comes next, unsure of what she's doing.
Before she knows it she's kissing him pulling his
mouth onto hers hungrily and soon he's kissing her too.