AUTHOR'S NOTE: I'm so sorry this story is taking so long to get up! I'm trying my best so bear with me!

DISCLAIMER: Ooh! A shooting star! I wish to own Gilmore Girls. *One year later* Nope, Still don't own it. Don't sue me.

SPOILER WARNING:

There are major spoilers from Gilmore Girls Gone Wild.

CHAPTER 3: Fate

Luke sat in the apartment above the diner, his mind flooded with thoughts, Nicole the priority of most of them. They were still married, but they hardly saw each other anymore and he didn't think he loved her anymore. Sure, at one point he had such strong feelings for her or he wouldn't have proposed or married her. But now, all these new emotions were being expressed. Lorelai was single and he was quite sure she felt what he was feeling too. He could understand she was scared. They'd been best friends for years, and he's seen men enter and leave, enter and leave. Luke knew more about her than anyone in Stars Hollow, but he always closed himself off from her.

Finally, his mind made a conclusion. It was really the only reasonable thing to do, so he grabbed his truck keys and exited the apartment, knowing it was past eleven but Nicole would be home.

***

It was a warmer night than most and Luke stood outside on the step to his little house in Litchfield. He was peering in through the window, opened mouth not quite believing his eyes. Nicole was on the couch, completely naked and completely wrapped in another guy's arms. Fury ran through his body as he watched them, not in a stalker-ish way but out of rage.

Suddenly, he couldn't take it anymore and just fled down the steps and noticed something in the car right in front. It was Nicole's top and bra. He'd know them anywhere, as he saw them so many times and he knew that wasn't her car. He didn't know why but he began banging on the car, hitting it with his fists, and kicking the side. It must have been ten minutes later when a cop drove by and stopped him. Then arrested him.

***

Lorelai entered her house after a long day at the Inn. There was so much to do and so little time to do it in. Finally, she convinced Michel to take less hours at his other job and Sookie to let Jackson handle the baby at least until the Inn opened and went through its first month.

Out of habit she checked her messages. One from Emily complaining on how much she hated the machine and on how she heard from Richard that her and Jason had broken up. She was filled with anger at Jason, but when she heard Luke's voice on the machine her thoughts stopped and her heart raced.

This scared her for some reason, after all these years she felt the fluttering sensation in her heart and stomach when she heard his voice or saw him in the diner. The only other person that could do that to her was Max and that had long died out. So she listened to him message and her heart fluttered more with each word he spoke.

"Hey, It's me… Luke. Um, I need you to pick me up. And I uh, need to borrow a few hundred bucks because you see… I'm in JAIL. Yes, that's right, Jail. So, when you get this message if you could just... yeah. Bye."

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, and grabbed her coat. She wasn't going to leave him there.

***

An hour or two later, Lorelai and Luke were sitting inside the Diner. After Lorelai had bailed Luke out, he told her everything. About what was happening with Nicole, why he was arrested and that he had an odd suspicion that Nicole knew he had seen her.

Lorelai tried to comfort him although she wasn't the best at it. All she could do was nod and send him sympathetic looks every now and then.

She hated the fact that Nicole would hurt him after she pleaded with him to not divorce her and they had bought that nice house out there. She felt guilty for it, but she couldn't help but feel a little bit happy that Luke would be single again soon. Maybe… something would happen between them but she doubted it. Luke was her friend and she thought it would be strange to be more.

Luke sat there and looked at her intently. She had her thinking face on. He knew that look all to well and every time he found himself wondering what she was thinking about. She was sitting there, sipping her coffee and was looking down into it. That was also a gesture he learned to recognize as when she was debating something. A part of him could only hope that it was about him.

She looked so beautiful sitting there and he couldn't help but stare. He kind of thought she knew he was looking but she didn't look up, so he doubted it was true. Then, she looked up and looked him in the eye.

"You want to come over for a movie night tomorrow? I promise I won't get anything too boring…" she said with a dazzling but small smile. When she threw them his way he couldn't help it. He couldn't say no to anything she asked and that was a weakness of his.

"Yeah sure…" he said casually.

"Okay, I'll go now. Let you get to bed and rest!" she said happily trying not to think about Luke in bed, only in his boxers (she assumed.)

"Just one thing…" he said causing her to turn around. "No chick flicks…"

She nodded gave him a thumbs up and left the diner, leaving Luke to get a view from behind.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Okay, this chapter is a lot shorter than expected but oh well. The next chapter will be the Movie Night, which should be fun. Okay, so the idea for the whole jail thing is Amy Sherman Palladino's and I was just borrowing it.