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A/N: Sorry for the long update. Stupid FF was down! Anyways, here's chapter 6. Enjoy!
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Chapter Six: Broken Plates and Complete Hearts

It had been 2 day's since Lorelai got the letter from Luke, and she still hadn't seen him. Clearly, this time, she was not avoiding him the way she was before. This time, she didn't know what to say to him. After much thinking, she came to the conclusion that after the other night with Luke...in his apartment... that she felt something, and she wants there to be something.

And it would be so easy if she would just go there, and admit that to him, but she never played her cards easily. She was always in it to make things complicated. And not because she wanted to, but because she was to scared to ever admit things to people.

She spent the whole week after the party thinking about things with Luke and what she could do to fix them. 'I'm going to have to go see him.' She glanced at the clock, 'it's 10 PM on a Saturday night. Perfect, he's probably closing right about now.' She grabbed her purse and walked towards the door when the phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Hi Mom!"

"Oh, hey Rory! How are you, babe?"

"Not bad, Paris is yelling at me because I didn't put her shoes in the right 'bin', so I thought now would be a good time to call you."

"That girl is just scary."

"You're telling me. So what are you doing at 10 on a Saturday night? No plans?"

"Do I ever have a life?"

"Eh, guess not."

There was an awkward silence. Lorelai told Rory about the whole engagement party fiasco, and the note, and how she never made the effort to go talk to him yet. Rory knew that was on her moms mind.

"Hey, have you talked to Luke yet?" Rory asked quietly.

"Actually...no."

"Mom, you're going to have to talk to him soon. I want to be able to drink his coffee when I come home!"

"And you will..."

"Not anytime soon..."

"Yes...soon. Okay? It's not like I put things off forever!"

"Mom, in 10th grade everybody called you Cleopatra."

"Are you telling me they were...making fun of me? They weren't just calling me that cause she's beautiful?"

"See, exactly my point."

"Oh Rory, I'm not that stupid. I know, I know, Cleopatra Queen of Denial. How many times are we going to go over this? And for your information, I was on my way out the door to go talk to Luke right before you called. So I think I should be going now!"

"No you weren't." She said simply.

"Yes I was! I swear! I even put on the pink shoesand you know I don't joke when I wear those shoes. You know, just in case I get all sad, I look at them, and I'm all better. It's a safe bet, my friend."

"So you really are serious?"

"You're a smart one. So I'll talk to you later?"

"Yeah, and good luck. Don't chicken out."

"I won't. Goodbye now!"

'Don't chicken out...' She wasn't going to now...she couldn't. She had waited long enough, and she knew that this was right.

She hopped into the car and drove over to the diner, parking out of sight from the windows inside. She walked slowly down the sidewalk towards the front and peeked in through one of the windows. She saw Luke'scrubbing' a table. 'Typical.' She thought. She found herself biting her nails and having seconds thoughts on the whole thing. 'I've gotta do this. Especially if I want something with him. Even if he is Luke. My coffee God. The one who's always there. The guy I think I--'

Right then, she saw Luke looking at her through the window giving her a suspicious look, pretty much asking what she was doing. She slowly walked up the stairs and walked into the diner. The lights were off expect for one on the counter and one in the kitchen. She walked in and looked down at her feet, fiddling with her hands. Luke was staring at her, and she could feel it, but couldn't bare to look up. She had never felt so nervous before. This was a new feeling for her. After a few awkward moments, she looked up and made tight eye contact with him. He looked at her expectantly. She look at him blankly.

"Hi." She said so quietly you could hardly hear her.

"Wow. I don't think I've ever heard you so quiet."

She loosened up a little, knowing Luke was acting the same as always. Because that's what he mentioned in his letter, that they didn't have to talk about it, and he didn't think she'd want to. So, he played the same Luke, while she stood there, clueless.

"Funny. What are you doing?"

"Just cleaning up. I let Caesar off today, so I'm going to go wash the dishes in a little bit. Do you need anything before I go?"

"No, I'm okay."

"You're saying no to coffee. What's the matter with you?"

"Nothing." Her voice was at a normal pitch at this point. She glanced into the kitchen. "Let's go wash those dishes."

He stared at her, confused. "Oh that's right. You like washing dishes...you're weird. Anyone tell you that before?"

"Yeah, I think so."

They walked into the kitchen, a whole new environment for Lorelai. She's only been in the kitchen once or twice when she was helping Luke out with the diner. She walked over to the huge sink with piles of plates in it. Her facial expression turned to a frown, which Luke noticed.

"I'll wash, you dry." He suggested.

"Sounds good."

They began to wash dishes in silence. He knew she wanted to say something, just not sure what. He'd stare at her through the corner of his eyes, trying to imagine what she was thinking about. She looked tense and nervous. That, hemost certainlycould tell.

"So, what brings you out here so late?" He asked handing her a plate to dry.

His voice surprised her. It was almost like she was in her own little world. She sort of forgot she was with Luke and his words scared her. When he handed her the plate, she jumped slightly causing the plate to fall onto the floor and break into a few pieces.

"Oh no!" She screamed when the plate his the floor.

"Lorelai..."

"I'm so sorry!" At the same time, they both bent down to pick up the big chunks of the plate that were spread across the floor. They were at eye level, staring at eachother, only a few inches away. Lorelai was silently praying that he couldn't hear her heart beating at 50 MPH. She was biting nervously on her bottom lip, and Luke was staring intently at it. The second she removed her teeth from her bottom lip, he took the liberty of leaning over and placing his lips over hers kissing her softly. It was short, sweet, and very meaningful.

The second she felt his lips pull away from hers, she almost felt sad...empty. He could tell by the look in her eyes that she didn't want him to pull away, so he leaned back in and kissed her more eagerly this time. This time, all feelings of nervousness washed away. The only thing she could feel was her lips on Luke's, and that's all she wanted to feel for the moment. She didn't wanttheir momentto end but knew they had to sometime. She was sitting uncomfortably on the floor at this point, Luke very close beside her. Without breaking contact, he lifted his arm up and through away the pieces of the plate in the garbage next to them and replacing one of his arms on her side, and the other holding her hand. They sat like that, kissing for what seemed like an eternity, but it was only a couple of minutes.

When they mutually pulled away, Lorelai stared at him and smiled. He knew that was a good sign. They got up and stared at each other, neither daring to break the eye contact. Lorelai had to be the first too, though. She glanced at her wrist, it was almost 10:45 and she had to get back home. She looked at him apologetically and quickly reached into her little coat pocket handing him a piece of paper. She leaned in and gave him a quick kiss on the lips and practically ran out of the diner, got into her car, and drove quickly home. Luke stood there, oblivious to the paper being in his hand, smiling to himself. He suddenly snapped out of it and unfolded the piece of paper.

I'm not running this time, because this is what I want. I want you...I want there to be an us. I was scared before, but I'm not anymore. I'm ready for this. I'm ready for you, and I hope you're ready too. Love, Lorelai. (Damn, I'm such a good poet, aren't I?)

He re-read the letter a few times, smiling like a fool. First thing he thought...very unlike Lorelai. 'I want you.' He must have re-read that at least 10 times. 'Love, Lorelai.' Sure she didn't mean, I love you, but the word love and Lorelai in the same sentence always made his heart beat quicker. He went up to the apartment, completely forgetting about the dishes, anxiously waiting for the morning to come. 'Tomorrow's Sunday. Lorelai doesn't work on the weekends. She should be here in the morning. Or at least I hope she is.'

When Lorelai got home, she was secretly praying that Luke was ready for this. Of course he said he was before, or at least that he wanted this, but Lorelai is a lot of work. 'He already know's that though.' She laughed to herself. She fell asleep, impatiently awaiting to wake up tomorrow and go to the diner but sleep came before anything...

"Huh?" Lorelai groaned when she woke up from the phone faintly ringing somewhere in her room. She stumbled out of her bed and aimlessly looked for the phone.

"Yeah?" She said out of breath from looking around at...what the hell time was it anyways...she glanced at the clock that read 6. 'Yes, right...6, of course it's frikken 6 on a Sunday when I don't have to be awake.'

"Hi mom!"

"Oh, it's you..."

"I should be offended from the sound of that."

"Chickens chirp, ya know."

"What?"

"I don't know, it's too early to think. Why are you calling me at 6 in the morning anyways? Don't you know me enough to know I'm not going to be up at 6 on a Sunday...the day of rest...?"

"Yeah, which is why I called. Because I know that you hate not answering the phone in the morning,because then you think the person will keep calling, and calling, and you won't be able to fall back asleep."

"It's the truth."

"Exactly...which is why I called you early. And I know you've been extremely busy with the Inn, so I thought now was the only time I'd talk to you."

"Can't argue there. How have you been?"

"Oh, I've been better. I've been studying like crazy for finals, I'm glad that the school years almost over. Well, sort of almost over. Not quiet, but soon enough."

"Soon enough to be excited, but long enough to come visit me this weekend?"

"I think I could manage that..."

"Oh, really! And we could go shopping, and see some really stupid movie with Tom Green and take turns mocking it?"

"Since when do we take turns?"

"I don't know...good girls always share you know."

"Right. So, how's the Inn "

"Sounds convincing..."

"It's good. I've been so tied up in all the work though. Besides the little getaway party thing I went to with Luke, I haven't had much time to do stuff."

"Oh that's right...Luke. Did you actually end up talking to him last night?"

"I did. I told you I would."

"I'm very proud of you! How did it go?"

"It was great. Just great. Broke a plate and all, but it was still great."

"Great, yeah? Details?"

"It's only 6. All I can think about right now is going back to sleep." She said getting back into her bed. "Crap! I've actually gotta meet Sookie at the Inn by 7. Good thing you woke me up!" She said getting out of bed quickly. "I'll give you details later, k babe? All I'll tell you now is you'll get your coffee when you come home...who knows, maybe even for free." She said, joking...well, sort of.

"Oh gosh..alright, I'll talk to you later. Bye!"

"Bye Rory."

With all this bottled up excitement, Lorelai needed to tell somebody about her and Luke. Since she didn't have time to tell Rory, she figured Sookie was going to be the one to hear it today. Lorelai smiled, and got ready to go to the Inn.

"You what?!" Sookie squealed in excitement. A smile spreading across her face,with clenched hands in excitement, waiting for Lorelai to continue.

"I already told you...I broke the plate."

"Right, right, right, I know. I know, but...no, you gave him the letter. I thought you said you were going to throw it away?"

"Well I was..."

"But..." Sookie was getting very anxious at this point.

"I decided...I should give it to him. It's only nice to write back to somebody when they write to you."

"Right. But, this is Luke! Luke!"

"I know who Luke is, Sookie."

"Really? Good. Very good. I know you know Luke! Of course–ha, of course you do Lorelai! Ah this is so exciting!" She said practically jumping up and down.

"Whoa, Sookie calm down...I don't even know if this is going to work."

"Of course it's going to work! He wants it, you want it, you guys both want eachother, obviously" she said, grinning, "what's not to work?"

A shy smile crept over Lorelai's face when she realized there was nothing standing in their way. "Nothing..."

"Okay, then! You're all set!"

"It's just...I don't know. This is all so new for me...I've just...I never imagined this happening...I want to take things...slow. I want this...to work." Her cheeks blushed a little, "It's just, I need something to happen, something official, a talk, or something...anything...just something that I can reassure myself with at the end of the night. The whole, 'you're bringing this guy home with you tonight!' thing."

"What happend to the slow part?" Sookie asked confused.

"I was kidding."

"About the slow thing, or the coming home with you tonight thing?"

"Sookie, the coming home thing."

"Right. Exactly...well, have you talked to him since last night?"

"Nope, what time is it? I could...get coffee and donuts or something if you want to me to."

Sookie knew she wanted to go see Luke.

"No that's okay, we have that stuff here."

An expression of disappointment washed over Lorelai's face. Sookie laughed.

"I'm kidding. Go, go, go. And take your time. Remember, slooooooow."

"Right. Slow. I'll be back...soon."

"Right."

She took of and drove to the diner, but right before walked in she felt very nervous. 'It's like being in 9th grade all over again.'

She walked into the diner. Luke looked up instantly from behind the counter and smiled as non-obvious to the other people as he could. He figured they were going to keep this on the hush for a little while at least. At least till they were...designated as...something.

She smiled back, not breaking their eye contact. She plopped down on a seat at the counter.

"Good morning," she said flirtatiously.

"How are you?"

"I'm...good, how are you?"

"Good. Everything's...good. What can I get for you?"

"Oh, just two coffees and a lot of donuts. I'm at the Inn with Sookie."

"Isn't it a little early for you to be out of bed?"

That was the one thing she loved. He knew everything about her. How late she slept till, what she eats, all the different sort of sweaters she has, the different hair styles she wears depending on her mood, the stupid sayings she always says...everything.

"Just a tad."

"A tad?"

"Is there something wrong with that sentence?"

He smiled at her. "Nope, not at all." There was abriefsilence. "So last night..."

Butterflies! "Yeah...last night. Ihad...fun."

"So did I."

"Well, good. Yeah...good." Lost on words. Oh she was in love. Just not ready to admit it.

"I was thinking we should do it again."

"What, wash dishes together?"

"No, I mean...hang out, or go out or something. What do you say? Movie..dinner...this week?"

Cutting right to the chase. "Can I pick out the movie?"

"Would it make a difference if I said no?"

"And can I make you eat popcorn?"

"No."

"Oh come on! One piece."

"And what do I get?"

"We'll answer that question later." She said seductively.

Weak to his knees. "Oh lucky me." He said sarcastically.

"Ouch. I do believe that was a shut down. Guess you just lost out on Lorelai."

"Oh I was kidding."

"Sure ya were. We'll see about that. That might of lost you the goodnight kiss opportunity. Hey, there might not even be an opportunity after that. I'm just some other ugly girl, right?" At this point she was messing with him.

"You are definitely not ugly.." It came out quickly, and he felt somewhat embarrassed.

Lorelai couldn't help but smile as her cheeks grew hotter and her legs grew weaker. He always had a thing with words...

"I think you earned yourself that kiss goodnight."

"That's better. So, when do you want to do this?"

"I don't know. Soon, I need a break."

"Tomorrow night sound good?"

"Sound's perfect."

She grabbed the coffee and stuffed bag of donuts and walked to the door, turning her head before leaving.

"Bye Luke."

"Bye." He said nodding his head.

'A date with Lorelai...it's about damn time.'

'A date with Luke. What should I wear cause last time I checked...I didn'tsee any plaid.'

Sort of a confusing chapter, I had to take a long part out, but I hope you guys enjoyed it anyways!

Teaser: Chapter 7-Puppy Dog Stuff
"The refrigerator repair dudes are supposed to be coming to my house within the hours of 4-9 tomorrow."
"So, you have to cancel tomorrow?"
"We never really got to talk about that engagement party."

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