A/N: Hello everybody! I'm back again with chapter six. I've decided to work as hard as possible to finish this. I know the Village didn't come out until like a month and a half after the finale, but I could think of any movie and I think it would be great for them to see a horror movie together so if Lorelai got scared she could cling to Luke. Hehe. I love Romance. I love this chapter, personally. Not as much as some others, but I still love it! So, this is the first non test run chapter. PLEASE tell me what you think, I beg of you! Thank you tons and lots to my beta Dork1147 for your lovely beta...ing.... Anyway, please read and review and my darlings! Mwahahahahahahaaaaa!!! ::Cough cough, hack hack:: Ahem...Nevermind.

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Chapter Six: A Village and a Good Time

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Lorelai drove home from the Dragonfly, quietly thinking to herself. They had spent about four hours sitting on the floor of the lobby looking through Taylor's dozens of comment cards. Other people had commented, but only once or twice. The staff was exhausted from the hard work the test run had proven to be and all were glad to go home.

Lorelai had forced herself to think about the guests the last part of the day so she could leave a good impression. Now, as she neared her house, all of her worries about Rory and Dean flooded back, causing her stomach to do sickening flip-flops.

She parked in the driveway and slowly got out, suddenly afraid to go inside and deal with her daughter. Why couldn't things be good? All she would have to think about would be Luke and her new business and everything would be good. But no. She had to deal with a mistake that might be unfixable instead of being all giggly about her life.

She walked up to the porch and opened the front door.

"Rory?" she called. When there was no answer, she called out, "Rory?" again.

The young woman came out to the living room where Lorelai was standing.

"Oh, hi mom. Sorry I didn't answer. I was a little busy in my room."

Lorelai looked her daughter over. Her hair was messy and her cheeks were tear stained. She was still wearing the same pj's as yesterday and there were bags under her eyes.

"What were you doing?" Lorelai asked cautiously, walking in the direction of Rory's room. Her air was worried and afraid, the same way it had been when she had looked in to see if Rory and Dean had done what was so easy to think of. When she peered inside, clothing was everywhere, there were three suitcases on the bed, and the bed was stripped of everything it had been covered with the night before.

"I was packing," she stated simply.

"I can see that," Lorelai replied. She tore her gaze from the trashed room and turned to face Rory. "What were you packing for?"

Rory looked down nervously, fingering the hem of her shirt.

"I was packing for Europe. I'm going with Grandma the day after tomorrow." She looked up suddenly, locking eyes with Lorelai. "That's okay, right?"

Lorelai paused before replying, not sure how to answer. She could play the stern mother card and force Rory to stay here and deal with her problems. Or she could be an adult and let Rory make her own decisions, seeing how she was an adult now.

"It's not my choice whether you go or not," she finally replied. She turned to look at the tirade that was now Rory's room. She had felt a prick of tears at the back of her eyes and didn't want Rory to see.

Rory sighed.

"You know I have to have your opinion, Mom. If you don't want me to go, tell me."

Lorelai crossed her arms, not answering.

They stood in silence for a moment, Lorelai trying her hardest not to let the tears fall. If Rory wanted to deal with her problems with the accompaniment of her grandmother, then that was her choice.

"Go," she replied quietly. "If you need to spend time away from Stars Hollow, then you need to. It's your choice."

"Mom, you know I want to get through this with you there, but I'll be suffocated by all the gossip. You know that. I want you to go to Europe with us but I know you never would. I can't stay here."

Despite her efforts to hold it back, a tear slid down Lorelai's cheek. She thought maybe if she turned away a little more that Rory wouldn't see it. Unfortunately for her, her daughter didn't miss it.

"Mom," she sighed, then went up to her mother and hugged her. They hugged for a while, Lorelai crying and Rory trying her best to hold back another wave of fresh tears. Lorelai pulled away and looked at her daughter.

"You know I love you, right?" Rory nodded and they hugged again.

"Okay," Lorelai said when this one ended. "Do you need help packing?"

"Sure."

They finished packing Rory's things then put the cases in the hall. Rory went to the kitchen to make a pot of coffee and Lorelai went into the living room to sit down. She passed a clock on the way and saw that it read 5:59. Lorelai screamed, finally remembering that she had a date with Luke. Rory came rushing into the room and found her mother frantically looking around for something.

"What's the matter?" Rory asked hurriedly.

"I have a date with Luke at six! I totally forgot what with the packing and the fun and laughing and talking..." Lorelai triumphantly found what she was looking for, holding it above her head. The phone.

"Are you serious? How could you forget about something like this?" Rory asked urgently, her eyes wide.

"I don't know!" Lorelai wailed, dialing a very familiar number. "Go upstairs and pick out an outfit for me. We're going to the movies."

"Okay!" Rory hurried up the stairs to Lorelai's room.

Lorelai listened as the phone at Luke's rang and rang, until finally someone picked up. It wasn't Luke though.

"Hello?"

"Lane?"

"Lorelai?"

"Hi! I was just wondering, could I talk to Luke, please?"

"He's not here."

"He's not?"

"Nope. He said he was going to your house."

"He already left?"

"Yeah."

"How long ago?"

"Like ten minutes ago."

"Shit."

"What?"

"Nothing. I gotta go, Lane. Talk to you later."

"Bye Lore---"

Lorelai hung up before Lane finished and threw the phone on the couch. She was about to run up the stairs when the door bell rang.

"Agh!" Lorelai cursed loudly, and then rushed to the door. Of course it was Luke. He was wearing his normal clothing, only it seemed nicer than usual. Instead of plaid he was wearing a jean jacket, the front hanging open. His undershirt was grey. He was wearing his backwards blue hat, too.

Lorelai sighed. He looked so good and here she looked like crap. Life wasn't fair.

She opened the door to him, smiling wanly.

"Hi, Luke!" she said cheerfully.

He eyed her, taking in the same outfit she wore that morning.

"Hi."

"Uh, come in. Have a seat." She let him inside and then closed the door. They stood there awkwardly for a second until Lorelai finally spoke. "I'm sorry I'm not ready. Rory decided to go with my mother to Europe and we were packing for like an hour. I totally forgot we had a date. I was so surprised that she wanted to go that I couldn't think about anything else," she explained when she saw a hint of pain in his eyes after her statement that she had forgotten.

"Uh, it's okay. Do you still want to go?"

"More than anything," she said without thinking, and then blushed. She hadn't meant to reveal that much.

He grinned at her, feeling confident.

She scowled, a little annoyed that he was so egotistical. She smacked him lightly on the arm, smiling slightly. He caught her hand and kissed it. She blushed again, only this time it was deeper. When had Luke become so romantic? He paused for a second, debating on whether or not to kiss her. He wanted to, so he pulled her into his arms and kissed her deeply. She responded immediately, their arms tangled around each other.

"Ahem."

Both adults broke apart instantly, looking away guiltily. Rory was standing at the top of the stairs, smiling at them.

Lorelai looked up at Luke, grinning.

"I'm gonna go get ready. Feel free to watch the TV or something." She ran up the stairs, pulling a laughing Rory into her room.

Luke watched them disappear, then went and sat on the couch. He found the remote under some clutter on the coffee table and turned the television on. He decided to watch baseball, finally feeling more at ease now that he was alone.

Lorelai slammed the door closed then smacked Rory.

"Don't laugh! That was embarrassing," she murmured. She went to the bed where an outfit was laid.

Rory laughed. "It was adorable. You were so cute, looking guilty afterwards." She laughed again and then started making kissing noises. Lorelai lifted a pillow from her bed and threw it at Rory. The two women laughed and then turned to help Lorelai get ready.

Ten minutes later, Lorelai walked slowly down the stairs to find Luke watching baseball. She grinned. He loved baseball.

"Baseball? Typical."

Luke turned his head sharply to look at her coming down the stairs. He turned the TV off, and then stood.

She looked beautiful. She was wearing an emerald green, long sleeved shirt that brought out the bright blue of her eyes, and tight, light blue jeans. Her hair was curly and she was wearing light make up.

How could Luke have possibly gotten her? It was amazing that now she was his. He never thought it could happen.

"You look beautiful," he commented quietly.

She smiled coyly at him.

"Thank you."

She grabbed her purse and her coat, then stood in the entry way. He went to the door and opened it for her. She smiled at him and then went outside and he closed it behind him. Rory watched from the top of the stairs, smiling to herself.

Luke helped Lorelai into his truck and then went to his side and climbed inside.

"So, what movie are we going to see?" she asked.

"It's a surprise."

She narrowed her eyes at him.

"Come on, tell me."

"Nope. You'll have to wait till we get there."

She sighed, slightly annoyed. She would never be able to break Luke.

"So Rory's going to Europe?" he asked.

Lorelai nodded slowly. It still hurt to think about.

"Yeah. She's had so much stuff going on that she needs a break. I understand completely, though I wish she would stay with me."

Luke picked upon her discomfort and dropped the subject. They talked quietly until they reached the theatre, where they climbed out and made their way inside. Luke made Lorelai wait near the doors so she wouldn't know what movie they were going to see. They got their food, and then went to the designated theatre.

"The Village?" Lorelai asked, seeing the room they were going into.

"Yeah. I knew you wouldn't care what movie we saw so I decided to take the advice of a friend. Do you not want to see it?"

"I don't care what movie we see," she replied, smiling at him. As long as he was there she didn't care.

They sat in the back and made themselves comfortable.

Both enjoyed the movie immensely. Not only because it was interesting but because whenever Lorelai got slightly frightened she would slowly edge closer to Luke. By the end, she had her arms wrapped around his stomach and his arms were holding her. They stood while the credits began to roll and exited.

When they were in Luke's truck, Lorelai giggled.

"Sorry I was clinging to you," she apologized quietly.

He smiled at her.

"I liked you there."

Lorelai blushed, turning her head to look out at the landscape rolling by.

"Where are we going?" she asked when they passed the easiest route to her house.

"The diner for coffee and maybe a danish."

She laughed happily at his suggestion.

They reached the diner and Lorelai eagerly jumped out before Luke could help her. She ran to the door, hopping up and down, trying to wait for him to unlock it. When he did, she sprinted inside and hopped on a stool at the counter.

Luke took his time to get to the counter, walking slowly just to torture her.

"Come on, Luke!" she complained. When he didn't move any faster, she leapt from her perch and ran to him. She grabbed his hand and tugged at him, but he used his strength to remain walking slow.

"Lu-u-u-u-uke," she whined. She stood in front of him, twisting her hands in his shirt, and pulled him further towards the counter. He laughed since she still wasn't making any progress. At his laughter, she tugged her hardest, causing them to lose their balance and to fall against the counter. He was pressing her up against it and their bodies were rather close. Both were blushing and both were breathing much quicker.

"Uh..." Her voice was quiet. Before anything else came form her mouth, Luke bent down and kissed her, hard. They kissed rather passionately until Lorelai broke away, trying to catch her breath. "Wow."

Luke sighed, moving away from her. She leaned back against the counter again, sighing. Kissing Luke was so wonderful. She always got so flustered.

"Do you still want coffee?" he asked, his breathing still heavy.

She nodded and then said, "To go? It's late. I should probably get home."

He nodded mutely, a little disappointed.

"Walk me home?" she asked.

He smiled at her, saying, "I wouldn't let you walk home alone."

He filled a to go cup for her and then handed it to her. They walked to her house in silence, Lorelai's hand laced with Luke's. When they got to the porch, they stood facing each other.

"Want to do this again sometime?" Luke asked.

Lorelai nodded. She was nervous for some odd reason. She always got this fluttery feeling whenever she was with Luke and they were this close. Hell, whenever she was with Luke period. She hesitated slightly, and then pulled him into a kiss. It lasted a long while until Luke separated them.

"I gotta go."

"How about we go to dinner on Tuesday?" Lorelai asked.

"Sure."

They kissed again, this one lasting half the time of the first.

"Goodnight," Luke said quietly. Then he left, walking quickly down the street towards the diner.

Lorelai smiled to herself. Their date had been wonderful and she couldn't wait to see him the next day.

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A/N: So did you like it? I did. Please review. I can't continue if you don't like it. The next chapter should be up soon!