I am not making much progress in my search for Luke. I feel like Marlin... trying to find Nemo.

I got to the inn at 6 am after leaving Rory sound asleep in my bed. I searched high and low for him. Knocked on his door, lucky number 7, three times! But, nothing, nada, zip, zilch. He wasn't anywhere. I found Sookie in the kitchen beginning to prep for breakfast, and asked her if she had seen Luke. You just missed him, she said. He had apparently come down a bit earlier, passed Sookie in the hall, and mumbled something about needing to check up on the diner. I explained to Sookie that I had had an emergency with Rory the night before which is why I hadn't come back. She then informed me that Jason left after Michel threatened to call the police on him for loitering on the premises after he was found sleeping in the hallway.

God, I knew the big stick up Michel's butt would come in handy one of these days.

So, I told her to thank Michel for me, and informed her that I'd be back in an hour. I had to take care of something ASAP.

Okay, Lorelai. Just go to the diner and talk to him. I was a woman on a mission. I was a Charlie's Angel – Kate Jackson of course. My goal was set out for me. TARGET: Really attractive Caucasian male. Smoldering blue eyes. Day old stubble. Tossled brown hair – usually hidden by a backwards baseball hat. Six feet tall... and built to last....

OK... I'm getting off track.

So, I got to the diner around 6:30am. But, only Caesar and a hand full of customers were around. Again, I was told that I had just missed Luke. Dammit! What is this, some practical joke? Is the universe playing a cruel cosmic joke on me? Well, if it is, it's NOT FUNNY!!!!

Gaaaahhh... Time was ticking. I had to be back at the inn in a half hour. People were waiting. I was running an inn now. My own inn! I couldn't just run around after a guy... never mind that he could be THE guy. Wait, did I just admit to myself that Luke ... Luke "Burger Boy" Danes... could be THE guy. The One. The whole package? Wow... I think I might even love him.....

Ok, ok, ok... This is tooooooo much! I'm going crazy!!! Uuggghhh... Where could he be? The man is usually so predictable. His every day schedule is usually so fixed. Wake up at 5:30am, get down to the diner, get ready to serve customers, stay in said diner pretty much all day, bark at annoying customers, flirt with Lorelai... It was a good schedule. It worked dammit!!! And, the one day, ... the ONE day, ... that I need him to be his predictable self, he decides to become Jack Kerouac?!

Okay, now I'm just wandering around aimlessly. I should get back to the inn. Patrons await. I'll just have to hope he stops by the inn again. And, if he doesn't, I'll run down to the diner at lunch. This sucks!

Nemo... where are you?

Where the hell is she? I waited until 5:30am for her to get back to the inn, and she never did. So, I decided enough was enough, and set out to find her.

First, I went to the diner... just in case. I mean, maybe she was looking for me too? But, she wasn't there. So, maybe not. Maybe she's avoiding me, I thought. I mean, maybe this is all too much for her handle? She's run away from relationships in the past.... Why should I be any different to her? Why would I be special? Maybe I wasn't special to her at all.

Let's face it. I know how I feel. I adore her. I think I might even love her. Wow... I can't believe that I even admitted that to myself. But, I did. So, now it's out there in my consciousness. I, Luke Danes, love Lorelai Gilmore.

I feel sick. This was too much. I mean, what if she doesn't feel the same way? What if she ends up like Nicole? Cheating on me... deciding that suddenly I'm not good enough for her? Who's to say that some other guy won't take her away from me? Maybe she's gone back to Jason???

Dammmmmit!!!! Get a grip Luke! First you gotta get the girl, before you can lose her. Concentrate. Focus. Breathe!

So, I left the diner around 6:15am, after giving Caesar instructions for the morning. And, then I head out to Lorelai's house. I mean, maybe she had to crash at her own place for some reason instead of the inn right? I mean, Sookie did say that Lorelai hadn't been back all night. Dammit, I should have probably gone there first. It would have been more logical! But, then again, Logic was not on my side right now. Logic was rarely at my side when it came to Lorelai.

When I got to the Gilmore house, however, noone answered the door. I peered in through the kitchen window but didn't see anyone. Great. Juuuuuust great.

So, let's see. She's not at the diner. She's not at home. And, she's not at the inn. What other place is there?!

Okay, now I'm just wandering around aimlessly. I've searched every store in damn Stars Hollow that is open at this hour. I even jogged by the bridge to see if she was there by any small chance. But, nothing.

It's almost 7am. I need to check up on the diner. I mean, I have a business to run dammit. I can't just run around like a love-sick puppy after some girl.

Even though... she may be the girl. The One.

I'm just going to have to hope that she comes by the diner sometime during the day. Or, better yet, I'll go out to the inn myself. Either way... we will inevitably see each other right?

God.... Lorelai, where are you?

I went by the diner around noon, but he wasn't there. All hope is lost. It's over. My life will never be the same..... AHHHHHHH..... Rory's right. I am SUCH a drama queen. I really need some chocolate. And, coffee in an IV.

I went by the inn around noon, but she wasn't there. She had been there, but now she wasn't. My head feels like it's ready to explode. I really need an apple and some iced tea.

It's past 7pm now. All the guests have eaten dinner. The run-through has officially been declared a success. I should be elated. I should be dancing on air. Or, feel like a million bucks. Or, or, or... crap. I'm out. My mind just isn't as focused on witty repartee today.

I checked up on Rory earlier. Poor kid. She's been sitting in her pyjamas all day, refusing to even answer the door or pick up the phone... just in case it's Dean. She can't deal right now. Part of me just wants to protect her and make everything alright for her. But, I know that I can't do that. She's made a mess. And, she was to deal with it in her own way, and in her own time.

As for me... I fully intend NOT to make a mess of my situation. Of being with Luke.

I'm going back to the diner. And, God help me if he isn't there.

I keep looking out the diner windows waiting for her to come in. To make me smile. To make me laugh. She's the only person who has that effect on me. I thought about going back to the inn, but something made me stop.

She's going to come. I can just feel it. I know she'll be here. And, I'll be right here too.... Just like I have been for years. Right here... waiting for her.