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Someone wanna beat the bongos while I sing my little tune…Not mine, not mine, so fine, but not mine…Oooh…Just imagined Luke as my back up dancer…This day just keeps getting better!

Warning…Gets a little hot…but nothing graphic or too suggestive…

Luke walked quietly into the bedroom to get ready. Lorelai was still asleep and Luke didn't want to wake her. She had been working too much for her current state and he wanted her to relax, for her sake and for the baby's.

He moved to the dresser where he grabbed a pair of gray boxer briefs and a pair of socks. He then walked to the closet where he took a pair of jeans and a red flannel shirt off their hangers. He had completely removed his clothes and was about to pull on his boxers when a voice startled him.

"Why didn't you wake me if you were going to put on a show?"

Luke looked back at his wife with red cheeks as he quickly pulled up his boxer briefs. He sauntered toward the bed and crawled up her body until they were face to face. He kissed her once, twice, and then it was deepened. Tongue and teeth, desire and fervent arousal. She began to sit up and slide to the side. Luke, understanding the motives of her movement, rolled onto his back. She then stratteled him and sat up straight.

"What a compromising position I have you in Mr. Danes." She gave him a mischievous and sexy smirk before she reached down to the hem of her shirt and pulled it over her head. She was exposing herself to him completely, expecting to get what she wants. Every time she does this…She knows I can't say no. She gets more and more beautiful everyday. He reached up and caressed her cheek. She leaned into his touch then turned her head to kiss his palm affectionately. Wait…Jess…She had that fiery look in her eyes and he knew that she was going to do something quite wicked. He had to stop her before anything else happened. But when he tried to get up she placed her hands on his bare pecks and pushed him back down into the mattress.

"Where do you think you're going Mister…You're in big trouble for not coming back to bed this morning. And you are going to be punished!" She began moving over him and Luke knew immediately that this was the wrong time for this.

This woman is insane…and sexy…and why the hell am I pushing her away?

There was knocking at the door. That's why…The initial sound made Lorelai scurry off of Luke, grab her shirt off of the floor, and pull it over her head. Luke began to chuckle as Lorelai shot him an, 'it's not funny' glare.

"Um…Luke are you ready to go?" Jess' muffled voice came through the door.

"Yeah, just about…Just give me another minute, okay?" Luke stood up and grabbed his pants, pulling them up and over his hips.

"Just…Please don't do anything dirty…I'm patient…but I'm not that patient."

God damn kid…

"Very funny Jess."

Lorelai had made her way back to the bed and sat half cross-legged on the edge giving Luke a knowing smile.

"What?" His eyebrows furrowed toward his nose.

Lorelai curled her finger in front of her face beckoning him to come to her. He sighed and complied.

"I have to go." He said standing in front of her. Still shirtless with his gray briefs peeking out of his unbuttoned jeans.

She responded by grabbing his zipper, eliciting a gasp from Luke, and pulling it up as far as it could go. She concluded by putting the button through its hole, letting her fingers linger at his bellybutton. She stroked the hair that trailed down and kissed his stomach, he moaned in pleasure.

"You better go…or you'll never get out of here." She said pushing him lightly away from her.

"Yeah…Don't want Jess to think…to know what we're doing and when we're doing what we're doing." He turned from her and picked up his T-shirt throwing it over his head. Then he pulled the flannel through each arm and buttoned it up. He finished by placing the blue cap, in its usual position on his head.

When he turned back to her she was laying on her back, propped up against the headboard, watching him intently. He made his way to her and kissed her twice sweetly. Resting his hand on her stomach as he sat on the edge of the bed. Man do I love her…

"I wont be too long. Maybe a couple of hours."

She nodded and stroked his cheek.

"What are you going to do?" He was tracing patterns over the baby and it made her body tingle.

"I'm thinking of going skydiving. Either that or bungee jumping I just can't quite decide." He gave her an amused grin.

"Well, have fun but don't be gone too long…you and the baby need to rest." He punctuated rest by kissing her on the nose.

"I have to go to the inn you know? I do own it."

Jeeze…

"And I own the diner but that doesn't mean either of us needs to spend every waking moment there, until we're worn down into the ground, now does it?"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah…This from the man who, in the past eight years has taken about two months off."

"Yeah, but I was never pregnant."

She sat up straight and grabbed his arm.

"Oh, my god! You've seen 'Junior' with Arnold the Governator right? I mean men just aren't meant to have babies…I swear that movie scarred me for life."

Luke shook his head.

"Oh, that's what scarred you for life. I thought is was David Hasslehoff's singing?"

"A little of both…" She pinched her fingers together.

"I have to go…"

As he got up from the bed she grabbed his arm.

"Don't go…"

"I wont be long and besides…I thought you still had to call Rory…to tell her…"

"Yeah, I do…"

"Okay then…I will see-you-later."

He kissed her forehead before leaving the bedroom.

Jess was waiting for him in the foyer with a sly grin, all ready to go.

"You say anything and I'll pretend to accidentally throw a ball at your head." Luke grabbed the bag he had by the door, and then picked up the bat next to it. He noticed Jess was chuckling lightly and shaking his head. Luke shot him a death glare.

Jess held up his hands.

"What? I didn't say anything!"

He remembers the first time he held him. It was at the hospital. He had been waiting impatiently outside the room, waiting for Liz to have the baby. He doesn't remember much except for how sick he felt being there, and how uncomfortable her cries made him.

It was hours of discomfort.

And when it was all over the nurse told him he could go inside. He hesitated at first but eventually found his feet moving forward.

When he opened the door, he saw Liz cradling a small blue bundle in her arms.

A boy…

She had a look of wonderment on her face, as she touched the tips of the baby's tiny fingers with her own gigantic index.

He cleared his throat as he stood there watching, he still felt comfortable, because now it was as if he were interrupting an intimate moment between mother and child. This is weird…

When he met Liz's eyes, a saw that she had a big grin on her face.

"Hey big bro…you have to come here and see him. He is so cool!" Luke sighed inwardly. This young girl was going to raise a baby, a baby that could have well been a brother, or…a nephew.

Nephew.

He met his destination and peered down at the baby. Wow he's really small…and pink…and kind of alien looking…

"Wanna hold him?" Liz was looking up to her big brother, an action she was so accustom to physically and metaphorically.

Luke at that particular moment, looked like a deer caught in headlights.

"I don't think I should." He said, he was nervous…extremely nervous.

This is not at all difficult…Nothing odd about my baby sister having…a baby.

"So, what you're never going to hold your nephew?" She's angry, I can tell…damn it…

"I've haven't held a baby for a really long time…Since…Well, since you were one." He shoved his hands deep into his pockets and rocked back and forth on the balls of his feet.

"It's not hard…If I can do it…you can do it." She looked as if she really wanted him to hold the baby. I guess it wouldn't hurt…

"Okay…"

Liz's face lit up into a beam.

"Hold your arms out." Here goes nothing.

Luke followed her instructions and Liz handed the baby gently over to him. Her hands lingered until Luke brought the baby into his chest. As Luke looked down, he saw that the baby was observing his behavior, learning his face, developing sense and movement. This dumbfounded Luke. Wow…

"He really likes you…" Liz was watching them carefully, admiring the view of her protector and her new son and she became overwhelmed with a sense of relief. She was worried about raising the baby when she first found out she was pregnant. First it was the part about being so young, and Jimmy, but then it became simply about not knowing…anything. But she knew now…she knew that she always had Luke to depend on, to lean on, to rely on. And if things ever got really bad she could just call Luke and he would be there to rescue them, her and her baby boy. Because Luke would never change, just like her mother.

As the baby's eyes closed, and his body relaxed into Luke's embrace, Luke smiled and looked over at his sister. He so…small.

"Liz?"

She had her eyes closed, Luke had noticed, and his voice had slightly startled her.

"Hmmm?"

She shifted her position in the bed, falling down into comfort.

"What are you going to call him?"

Luke looked at her, and when he did she thought that she had never saw him look so young and so much like her mother; soft and warm.

"I'm going to name him Jess…" She stated before closing her eyes once more and resting her head back onto the pillow. She began dreaming about her mother in a white cotton sundress with long chocolate curls framing her face, smiling at little Jess in her arms.

Noticing that she had fallen asleep, Luke strolled over to the chair next to the bed on the other side of his little sister, and sat down with the small sleeping baby in his arms.

Jess…

"Well, Jess…I'm your Uncle Luke…"

He felt a slight sting as the ball flew into his mitt, making a smacking sound against the old worn brown leather. He pulled the mitt off and shook his hand in the air.

"Where did you learn to throw like that?" Luke asked putting the glove back on and throwing the ball back to Jess.

There was a pause before he answered.

"From you…"

Me?

"Me?" The ball came back to Luke and he cradled it back to ease the impact. What is he talking about?

"You don't remember?"

Luke threw the ball high into the air and shook his head.

Remember what? Wait…

"I was five," Jess tossed the ball high up, and Luke placed his glove up over his head, catching it like you would any fly ball.

"We were in Central Park. You had just come to visit for the day because Liz had gotten herself into a mess again with some shmuck." The ball had made its way back to Jess and he rolled it between his fingers for a moment before returning it to Luke.

"So, she had to go and take care of some business with this guy and she wanted you to watch me. Well, you had a problem with staying in the apartment…" Luke rolled a grounder to Jess and he squatted down, caught it and threw it immediately back to Luke.

"All I wanted to do was read but you had other ideas…We went to a store, I don't remember where but you bought two gloves and a ball and took me to the park in the middle of the day to teach me how to play baseball. And you kept getting really frustrated because one, you bought an adult sized mitt for me…" He caught the ball again and pitched back.

"And two, because I kept referring to 'Casey at the Bat'. Man did I really just want to read…"

Luke smiled and chucked the ball back to him.

"I do remember." Luke said turning his body fully toward Jess, signaling that it was time to quit. They walked toward the bleachers where they both sat, and looked over the field.

"I'm glad. You always tried Luke…Because even though at the time we didn't want you to get involved…you knew that if you didn't we would never know that what we were doing was wrong. I have made so many mistakes, and it didn't really register, you know? I didn't know they were mistakes because no one was really pointing that out. No one was steering me in the right direction. Sure Liz would get mad and say that I had to tone it down a bit, that I had to stop getting myself into so much trouble…but she didn't really try to make me stop. You tried Luke…You really tried."

They both stared down at the dirt below their feet, silent and reflective.

"I'm glad you're here Jess…Part of me wishes you'd never leave."

"Just part of you, huh?" They're eyes met and they both laughed.

"Well, if you stayed…what would you have? There's nothing you really want here."

Jess gazed at him soberly while Luke watched his feet kick at the dirt.

"I'd have a lot more here then you think…"

Luke nodded but didn't look up at him.

"I was thinking I might come back more often…You know over the summer when I'm not in school…but only if that's okay with you."

He was shocked at his statement and he grabbed his knee and leaned away from him. He was expecting Jess to laugh and tell him that it was just a joke but he looked very serious about the whole idea. He wants to live here? Luke's face softened into a grin.

"It's more than okay…"

They made a stop at the diner to pick up their meals before heading back to the house. They were gone until lunchtime, where they both found themselves very hungry. Luke figured by this time Lorelai was most likely "starving".

Luke walked into the house and listened for any sign of Lorelai or even maybe Rory but he didn't hear anything.

"Lorelai…We're home…"

Still no answer.

"Hey, Jess want to take the food into the kitchen. We'll be right there." Luke handed Jess the food and bounded up the stairs. He began to worry. She's usually watching TV in the living room by now…

He walked into the bedroom and found that she wasn't on the bed but he did notice that the bathroom door was closed. She must be in there.

He knocked quietly, before entering.

"Sweetheart…"

He opened the door and stepped inside, to find a sleeping Lorelai, covered with bubbles, in the oversized tub. He smiled and closed the door behind him before he sauntered up to the side of the tub and kneeled down on the plush bath rug. He brushed some hair away from her face gently before kissing her on the lips. When he felt her reciprocate, he knew she was awake, and he pulled away.

"Hey…"

"Hey."

Her eyes were heavy with sleep, and she took a deep breath before closing them and opening them again.

"How was playing catch?" She was holding onto the lip of the porcelain tub and she used her hand to rub his flannel-clad forearm lovingly.

"It was good…great actually. We talked…"

"Good…" She closed her eyes again taking in the warmth of the bath water and her husband's body.

"How was your talk with Rory?"

Her eyes opened and settled on his chest.

"She's scared to visit…"

"What…Why?"

"Well, she feels really bad. The last time she saw Jess…She kind of broke his heart." Lorelai continued to rub his arm comfortingly.

"He's over it…There's nothing to worry about."

"It's going to be awkward."

"How so?"

"Luke…"

He sighed.

"Your right…I know."

Extremely awkward.

She rested her head back against the cool tub and closed her eyes once more.

"I brought lunch…"

She jerked up excitingly to a sitting position.

I knew that would get her going.

"Why didn't you say so before?"

They ate lunch and talked about little things. School, work…just random topics off hand. When they had finished Jess excused himself and told the two that he was going to go shopping in Hartford for a while. He had a few things to pick up before he went back to California. Luke asked if he wanted them to come with but he declined the offer and told them that he'd rather go alone. He wanted to think about a few things.

Luke and Lorelai had found themselves in the house alone again and as Luke went to get up to do the dishes Lorelai had pushed him down by the shoulders and sat on his lap facing him.

"We have something to finish Mister…" She kissed him wildly her tongue stroking the top palate of his mouth sending waves of arousal through his body. They broke apart panting with desire.

"I thought I was going to be punished?" Luke gave her a sexy smile before sucking on her skin just below her collarbone.

"Oh, believe me Mister…you are…"

Around 6:30pm the doorbell rang. Both Luke and Lorelai were snuggled up on the couch watching a movie while Jess sat on the armchair engrossed in a novel. Lorelai sprung up from her chair and jolted out of the room.

"I'll get it!" She said, already in the other room.

"Were you guys expecting someone?" Jess asked arching an eyebrow over the top of his book. Luke shrugged and returned his attention to the TV screen. When they heard two whispering female voices coming closer, they both looked up and watched as they entered the room.

Oh no.

Luke's attention went directly to Jess and he wasn't surprised to see his reaction.

His mouth was agape and his eyebrows were into his hairline.

Luke then looked back at the two women in the entryway, one who was shifting her eyes and feet, uncomfortable in their presence.

"Hey Jess." She said, pulling some fallen hair behind her ear.

Jess lowered the book to his lap, marked his page and closed the cover before meeting her gaze for the first time.

"Hey Rory…"

A/N: I updated! Yay! I had four hours of sleep last night and I just worked eight hours…I've only consumed two Bawls energy drinks today…let's just say I'm a little drained…I hope the writing is okay…I'm a little sleep deprived! But I'm in a good mood because I was suppose to work Tuesday night 2-10pm meaning I'd miss GG but since my boss rocks, I get to work 12-8 instead and he said I can even leave earlier so I don't miss the show…How cool is that? I mean I could tape it, but it's not the same. The excitement between commercial breaks, the annoyance that there are commercials, my hand cramp from holding the remote control and from pressing record and then pause so I only tape the show…Ahh, I love Tuesdays!

Rant off button being pressed…now.

Anywho…Let me know what you think. The next chapter is going to be a doozy!

P.S. Did you all like the naked Luke show? And the boxer briefs? I could lick that man from head to toe like a postage stamp…