Disclaimer: Amy owns everything but my season one, two, and three DVDs.

A/N: This is not AU, but its alternate-everything else that happens in the show. This takes place beginning of season three. Lorelai knows that Sherry is pregnant, but Chris never came to dinner like in "Haunted Leg"

P.S. I have to admit, I'm definitely not a Chris fan.

P.P.S Thanks again for all the great reviews! They are so good for my ego… Sorry this chapter took so long…School's done for the summer so hopefully I'll be able to appease all my adoring fans and get Luke and Lorelai together FAST!

Chapter Six:

Previously: Lorelai flopped down against her pillow, millions of thoughts swimming in her pretty little head. Meanwhile Luke was making himself comfortable on the couch, one eye on Rory's door, half-exhausted and half-fighting the urge to run into the room and pummel the bastard who had almost hurt…her.

Yep, no one was going to get much sleep tonight. Except maybe Chris.

2:22 a.m.

Luke awoke with a start, unaware that he had even fallen asleep. Something wasn't right, he could feel it. He jumped up and checked Rory's door. It was still locked, but his gut wasn't convinced. He grabbed Lorelai's keys off the counter, unlocked the door and saw…Christopher snoring like a trucker wrapped up in Rory's pink sheets. So appropriate for that pussy, Luke sneered, half of his brain desperately wanting to throw chris through the window out into the cold night, he doesn't deserve her bed to sleep in. But he controlled himself, backed out of the room, locked the door and went back to the couch, something in his gut still not feeling right.

As he sat down on his "perfectly-smushed" pillows he heard something from upstairs. A muffled sound, something he knew he probably wasn't supposed to hear. He climbed up the stairs to the landing, listening intently into the darkness. A few seconds later, he heard it again, a sound that could only be described as a sob. Luke sighed, I don't know if I can watch her do this again. He briefly contemplated going back to the couch and pretending he hadn't heard it. He heaved a big sigh-Yeah right, like I would do that to her- and started up the stairs.

By the time he reached her bedroom both the frequency of the sobs and the ache in his heart had increased dramatically. He took a deep breath, collected all his courage (and self-restraint, though he would never admit it) and knocked lightly on the door.

"Lorelai?" He turned the doorknob and opened the door. What he saw ripped his heart into pieces. She was lying on her side facing the opposite wall, shoulder shaking with tears. Even though she wasn't facing him, he knew what her face looked like with tears streaming down it. He had already seen it twice tonight. She doesn't deserve this, his unspoken affection increased ten-fold at the sight of her. It must have been the swell of affection that took over his brain because at that moment, Luke Danes did something that he would never do under normal circumstances. He crawled into bed with Lorelai Gilmore. Normally this would be considered a romantic act, but ironically the thought never crossed Luke's mind (well maybe it did, but only briefly, very quickly, like warp speed). He knew his reason for being there: She needs me.

Luke pulled her close and her tears increased at the thought of who was coming to her rescue once again. And once again, she let her walls come tumbling down and let him know what was really on her mind.

"Luke, what am I going to tell Rory?" Her voice broke and he understood the painful thoughts she was having. Truth was, he had no idea what they were going to tell Rory. So, he did the only thing he could think of. He pulled her close and pressed a kiss into her mussed hair. He noticed for a second the sobbing stopped, and (though she would never admit it) her breath caught in her throat.

"We'll deal with everything in the morning, for right now, just try and get some sleep."

It had been a long night. She nodded her response, nestled closer to her protector, and just before she drifted off to sleep, had one last conscious thought. He said "we" not "you" or "I." For once in her life, Lorelai Gilmore had a partner. Well, a partner that wasn't related to her, at least.

A/N: I know it's short, you have to bear with me. It needed to be done, and it didn't need to be drawn out. Trust me, the good stuff is coming.