…Need…

TITLE: …Need…

AUTHOR: Anika

FEEDBACK: Very appreciated!

CATEGORY: Luke/Lorelai

SPOILERS/TIMELINE: Continuation (sort of, I start in the episode) of 4.11 (In the Glamour and the Clangor). Now 4th season AU!

RATING: PG-13, I guess.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: All right, here is the third part! I hope people will review more, I need inspiration! Anyway, have fun reading. Here we go!

Luke stood with clenched fists in front of the door. He wanted to just grab Lorelai and- yes, what was it what he wanted to do? He wanted to know the truth. She had proved she didn't want him with Nicole. Could it be she… Luke sighed angrily. Suddenly he heard a thud. It came from inside the kitchen. Without thinking, he stormed back in.

Lorelai stared at the door- depressed. There were tears dwelling in her eyes. There was another emotion; anger. She was angry with herself. Angry for acting so stupidly, angry for making Luke angry. She felt like a child. The tears as well as the anger demanded outlet. Taking the muffin from her table, reminding her of Luke, she threw it violently against the kitchen door. It hit it with a thud, most of its dough clinging to the door, the rest falling silently to the ground. It was only seconds later that Luke re-entered.

Luke stepped into pieces of a muffin. He stared down at it, then up to meet Lorelai's gaze. He knew her a long time and even though he had only seen her crying a few times, he was absolutely sure, she was close to crying. Her face was pale, and her blue eyes shimmered in a dangerous, depressed blue. Crying women were hard to take, hard to console. He had to do something. He was afraid that if he said something, she might start crying. If he didn't do anything, she would probably let the tears fall as well. What was he supposed to do? Without wasting a second or a thought, he practically ran to her, grabbed her around the waist and kissed her as if there was no tomorrow.

Rory walked with two brewing hot cups of coffee in her hands and a thick book held between her chin and chest towards the house. In her dorm, even at such an early time, everybody had seemed to be awake and annoying. Since Rory knew her mother's sleeping habits, she was sure to have enough time and space to study at home. With some problems she managed to open the back door. Getting the hot cups inside was more than important. The scene that she became witness of, she did not expect. Her book fell down with a loud thud.

Someone not involved could not have said who looked the most stupid. Luke and Lorelai, still pretty close to each other, both with smeared lipstick, Lorelai's face was flushed, her mouth slightly opened. Luke seemed quite irritated and Rory was torn between laughing, saying something and just leaving again. They all looked like fools. Suddenly, Lorelai snapped out of her trance, ran to pick up the book and grabbed a coffee from Rory's hand.

"Before that one hits the ground, too… Honey, I didn't even know you were coming." Lorelai's voice was unusually high-pitched.

"Apparently." Rory mumbled and settled the other cup of coffee safely on the table as well.

"Hi Luke." She said with a huge smile.

"Uh, hi Rory. Your mother and I were having breakfast." His eyes wandered to the pitiful muffin on the ground. Rory's gaze followed him. She was more than interested to find out what had happened in there.

"Yeah, Luke brought over breakfast. You know he wake me in the middle of the night!" Lorelai gave a hysterical laugh. Luke and Rory just looked at her.

"I couldn't fall asleep anymore- you know this is not my get-up-time." Rory nodded. She still wanted to laugh. These two acted like teenagers having been caught making out. Well, they had been caught making-out, Rory mentally reminded herself. But she found it funny how they acted. She knew they liked each other, as more than friends.

"I better get going, I guess. I have packing to do." Luke and Lorelai shared a quick eye contact.

"I guess I see you later. Bye." With that he left and this time, he left for real.

"Mom!" Lorelai had stepped out of the kitchen, the second that Luke had closed the door. Rory followed her. She needed details!

"Oh honey, sorry, I am really tired!" Lorelai wanted to flee. How could she talk with Rory about it? She knew her daughter, she knew she wanted to know exactly what had happened. But she couldn't say. There were no words. First, there were no words to describe that kiss. Lorelai was astonished how great, no, how incredible Luke could kiss. That was not the main problem. That was the kiss itself. How had they kissed? 'With your tongues', her inner voice told her. But why? 'Because you want him!'

"Oh shut up." Lorelai said out loud.

"What?" Rory was obviously hurt and confused, too. She hadn't even said anything anymore.

"Oh not you, I was talking to myself." Now Rory looked concerned and as if her mother was stupid.

"I should really get some sleep. I guess you had a reason to come here at such an early time?"

"I wanted to study."

"See, you study, I sleep. Deal?" Rory nodded even though she was dieing for details.

Lorelai lay in bed and tried desperately to sleep with open eyes. She couldn't close them, the images were too… delicate. It wasn't the nightmare pictures with pregnant and giddy Nicole but now with hot and sexy Luke and how she, Lorelai, kissed him passionately. This was not the outcome she had thought of. She still hadn't told him that she wanted him to stay and why. Now, he was moving in with Nicole completely.Why had he kissed her? Why hadn't she stopped him? How had that all started? Lorelai put a hand over her eyes but it didn't block the images

Luke walked, no, he jogged home. He could still taste Lorelai on his lips, he could still feel her body pressed to him. Now he would pack his belongings and move in with Nicole. Something felt wrong. There had to be something wrong. Could he move in with a woman right after he had kissed another? There were so many questions running through his mind. He wasn't the man to live complicated. He didn't want to have two girlfriends, or better, he didn't want affairs. He hated cheating and he wasn't the kind of man who went along and cheated on his girlfriend. Yet, he had, Luke had to admit. Also, why did he consider Lorelai as anything but his friend? She made crystal clear that was all she wanted. 'But that kiss…' his inner voice reminded him. Yes, what about that?

END

Alright, there'll be two more parts. I have not yet written them but I think I have pretty good ideas about what I want to write, I just need to find some time! Maybe I won't even continue if not enough people review so review, review, review! If you want more or if you want to stop me right now.

Anika