A/N: Well, it's a weekend, my friends. And apparently I have a lot of writing time on my hands, cuz here's chapter 2! (it's about as long as the last one, my fine feathered friends.)

She awoke the next morning, slightly disoriented. It took her awhile to comprehend where she was. Seeing the familiar apartment around her, she sat up and leaned against the bed's headboard. She suddenly realized that this was the first time in the history of their relationship where she had woken up before him. She laughed at this. Things must be really bad for her to wake up at four in the morning. The time finally registered with her. 'Four in the morning? My God, I need coffee.'

She made sure she was fully dressed before treading softly down the stairs. Seeing her coat and purse resting on the table by the door reminded her of the previous night's events. She quickly looked away and started the coffeemaker.

Meanwhile, upstairs in the apartment, Luke was awake too. As a matter of fact, he was sitting in the same position Lorelai had been in just five minutes earlier. But his thoughts were on something entirely different. He was having an inner debate on whether he wanted the house back. She had asked him to marry her, so that means she's serious, right? But she'd taken in back, said it was wrong. He had no idea what to do or what she wanted. He sighed and walked downstairs to join her in the diner.

Lorelai was so deep in thought that she didn't hear Luke come down the stairs. She turned around and jumped slightly in surprise.

"The coffee's ready." Luke told her, pouring her a cup.

She hadn't noticed that either. "Thanks."

After a moment of silence, Luke spoke suddenly. "I bought a house." Oops. It wasn't supposed to come out like that. He was supposed to ease into the subject, bring it up smoothly and explain everything.

Lorelai's eyes widened in shock and she choked on her coffee. "You what!"

"I bought a house. The Twickham house."

"When?"

"Never mind. I already told Taylor I didn't want it."

Lorelai couldn't help but feel slightly disappointed. "Why would you do that?"

"You were still mulling."

"Still mulling?" she repeated, confused.

"Yes! You were considering taking that job."

"I was never going to take it, Luke. Never. I just got so caught up in being wanted, being wooed. I thought they'd have to be crazy to want me."

"They'd be crazy not to want you." He said quietly, kissing her softly.

As they pulled apart, Lorelai spoke. "I have a house, you know."

"I know." He replied, wondering where this was headed.

"Well, you could've just moved in with me. I could make room."

"Really?" he chuckled.

"Hey! I could." She playfully batted him on the arm. "But why'd you buy a house? You knew you could move into mine."

"Exactly."

"Exactly what?"

"Your house is yours, my apartment is mine. I wanted something that could be ours. Not mine or yours, but a home for both of us."

"You know what?"

"What?"

"I think that's a perfect idea." She kissed him. And for a fleeting moment, all her troubles were gone.

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