It had been two months since Christopher had showed up and so far he had kept his word about not leaving Rory again, mostly. He had missed one weekend visit, but he tried his best to make up for it. Rory seemed to love her time with him, but Lorelai knew it was only a matter of time before Chris left again. Luke had also never gotten to ask Lorelai to marry him because of Chris. He still wanted to ask her and decided that on Lorelai's nineteenth birthday he would propose. As the day came closer Luke's excitement grew. He couldn't wait to make her Lorelai Victoria Gilmore-Danes, or maybe even Lorelai Victoria Danes. He loved their life so far together and he couldn't wait to be with her forever, forever one.
On the night of Lorelai's birthday Luke decided not to take her anywhere fancy, but rather the place he took her on their first date. He had called and asked that they be seated at the same table. Once they had eaten dinner Luke asked Lorelai if she had a sense of de-ja-vu about the evening. She remembered the restaurant but that as it. It was then he told her, "Lorelai. This is the exact table where you and I sat on our first date as 'friends'. This is where you told me you were afraid of what our being together could do and now I ask you if you are still scared?" As Luke spoke he slid off the chair and onto one knee "Are you still scared of what our being together could be? And I now I ask you, Lorelai Victoria Gilmore, will you honor me by becoming my wife?" Lorelai felt tears streaming down her face. She loved Luke more than anything and she wanted him to be Rory's father and the father of any future children she had. Lorelai looked up into Luke's eyes and said, "Yes I will marry you. I love you." And Luke replied, "I love you too."