A/N: This is an idea that I got at school, and it has a possibility of being more than one chapter. It all depends on the feed back, so REVIEW!

Disclaimer: I may write it, but I don't own it.

Summery: Loralai and Luke are married and live in her house. This is a glimpse at an average day in the life of Mr. and Mrs. Danes.

A Glimpse at the Danes's

BEEP! BEEP! Loralai jerked awake, well sort of, and shifted in her bed. Noise. I hear noise. Whoever is making the noise must die! She swung her arm over to the other side of the bed to wake up Luke. Her arm hit his pillow. No Luke. Why, wasn't there a Luke? She looked at the clock, 7:15. Of course there was no Luke. Luke had gotten up hours ago, and now Loralai had to get up. And she didn't like it. Must go to inn. Do job. COFFEE.

She reluctantly pulled the covers off and swung her feet over the edge of the bed. She yawned, too early, and walked to the bathroom in no hurry to leave her nice warm house and go out into the cold, damp winter that took the small town of Star's Hollow over about two months earlier. Don't get me wrong; Loralai was the snows biggest fan. But, it was the cold part that wasn't as fun. When she was done with her morning routine she went downstairs and checked the time. 8:00. She grabbed her coat and walked out into the cold. Oh my God! I need to go Luke's, need coffee.

The door jingled, signaling a customer is entering the diner, and Luke looked up from the counter he was currently wiping down. Damn customers, you would think they could keep their food on the plate.. He immediately smiled at his wife, bundled up in her coat and scarf. Looking particularly cold this morning.

"Coffee, food, heat!"

" Good morning. Yes it is a lovely day." He smiled.

" Sorry, good morning." She leaned over the counter and kissed him firmly.

She leaned back into her chair, and Luke put a cup in front of her to fill up. "Oh my God, the weather is ridiculous. I think that we shouldn't have to go to work if it is below 20 degrees outside. If I am frozen by the end of the day, I give you permission to sue."

Luke turned with the coffee in hand and started to pour. "Who would I sue?"

"I don't know," Loralai said as she grasped at her cup eagerly. "The weather man, the snow gods. Be creative."

She took a sip and let out a long, exaggerated sigh. Luke rolled his eyes. "You know, tea can warm you up just as fast as coffee."

" I don't doubt it. But where is the caffeine?" She took another sip and licked her lips sarcastically.

"You win. Do you want some food with that cup of poison?" Luke may not be able to get her to stop drinking it, but he was always going to give her a hard time about it.

Loralai smirked. "Tell you what," she said, "I'll have a bowl of oatmeal. Balance out the poison."

"You hate oatmeal." Luke stated. She's playing with me again. In the three years we have been together she hasn't gotten tired of messing with me.

"Ah, yes, but Luke Danes oatmeal isn't like the regular gruel. It's magic oatmeal. Chock full of healthy goodness."

Luke laughed and got her a muffin. She's good. "So, do you think I'm ever going to win one of these?" He asked, handing her the blueberry muffin.

"Maybe. Practice makes perfect babe." She replied.

She took one last sip of her coffee, grabbed the muffin and stood up. "Okay, I have to go to work eventually."

She leaned over the counter for another kiss, this one longer than the one she gave him a few minutes earlier. When they parted she gave a little whimper. "Back into the cold, hard winter. Someone has to bring home the bacon."

"Yah, cause I don't make nearly enough to support two whole people."

" Hey, you said it not me." Loralai replied from the door. She walked out, holding her muffin close to her body. Another day in the life of Loralai Gilmore-Danes.