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The warm smell of coffee escaped through the door as Lorelai entered Luke's diner. She inhaled deeply and a shiver went down her spine as the cold air outside was replaced with the sweet scent of donuts and hot java. She walked left and joined her mother at the small, colorful table that usually occupied them.

"Hey," Lorelai said to her daughter as she sat down in her chair. Rory groaned and gulped her coffee. "Honey, how late were you up last night?" She asked kindly. She raised her hand to single to Luke that she needed coffee immediately. He noticed and shook his head, turning around to fill the pot.

"Real late," Rory grumbled taking another swig out of her mug. She sighed as the hot liquid flowed down the back of her throat, washing away the scratchiness that usually came with late nights and early mornings.

"Hey, I told you to procrastinate, but nope, you wouldn't even let me in the kitchen," Lorelai mocked as Luke placed a mug down in front of her. She smiled as he pulled out a napkin and placed it next to her hand. His fingers momentarily brushed hers but were gone within a second.

"Geez, what'd you do to her?" He asked while pouring the coffee into the mug. It swished around and hot smoke slowly floated up towards Lorelai's nose as she breathed it in slowly. "I was writing a paper and got writers block," Rory said pulling her head up off the table to show Luke her pained smile. He took a step back, afraid she was going to attack him.

Lorelai picked up the mug and took a refreshing sip from the rim and washed the coffee around her mouth with a large grin. "God I love coffee," She laughed. "No joke," Luke commented sarcastically, walking away to clear a table that the occupants had left insanely filthy.

He grumbled as he stacked up the syrupy plates and piled on the sticky silverware. He carefully balanced his way into the back room, reappearing with his hands empty seconds later.

"So you have writers block huh?" Lorelai started, watching Luke maneuver his way around the diner out of the corner of her eye. "How far have you gotten?" Rory reached into her purse and produced a crumpled piece of paper.

She unwrinkled it and passed it across the table. "It's horrible," She warned, calling to Luke for a refill. Lorelai grabbed the paper and looked at it. She tried to hold back a laugh, but a snort pushed past and caught Rory's attention. "It's not funny," She barked lightly.

"I know it's not funny, but you only wrote your name, the title of the assignment and the words 'destroy all teachers' on this paper," She said with a chuckle, handing back the beaten up sheet of paper. Rory accepted it and crushed it back in to a ball. She reached behind her to place it back in her purse, missed, and it silently fell to the floor unnoticed.

Luke arrived at the table and refilled Rory's cup as she greedily devoured it. "What can I get you two?" He asked after she had stopped slurping her coffee and sighed deeply, obviously content with herself.

"I'll have the blueberry pancakes and Rory will have a small order of Valium with a side order of…" She trailed off waiting for her daughter to finish the unreasonable order. "Aspirin," Rory added, slowly massaging her temples. Luke sighed and put his order pad away.

"That'll be two blueberry pancakes, a water, and two aspirin," He said waiting to see if he had this correctly, but didn't wait for an answer before he walked off to tell Cesar the order.

Lorelai watched his walk back towards the stairs, probably going to retrieve the aspirin for Rory. She smiled to herself and looked out the window at the passing towns people.

Life in Stars Hollow had slowed due to the winter weather quickly approaching and everyone was bundled up to their heads in ski masks and fluffy jackets. It was an enjoyable sight to see for the two people who found joy in almost everything.

Luke approached the table, handed Rory her water and aspirin and then turned to walk away, but not before noticing Lorelai's dreamy expression as she stared out the window. "What are you looking at?" He asked, trying to see what was so amusing to her.

"The snow, the people and that purple elephant in the gazebo," She said smiling, repositioning her body to allow herself to stand up and walk past Luke. "Where are you going?" he asked, turning to watch what she was doing. "This place is too quiet," Lorelai hinted as she disappeared to where the back stairs were.

"What is she doing?" Luke asked loudly in Rory's direction. "Ahh, the sound. I don't know," She moaned tipping her glass up to empty out her mug before reaching over and grasping her mom's.

He quickly followed where she went and ended up in his apartment above the diner. Lorelai was in his closet, shuffling things around, obviously not finding what she was looking for. Luke walked over and stood quietly behind her, waiting for her to notice his presence. She turned around rather fast and bumped into Luke, making her fall off balance.

Luke caught her around the waist and repositioned her in front of him. "Jesus Lorelai, what are you doing in my closet?" he asked, obviously a little steamed. Flustered, Lorelai shook her head and laughed. "I was, uhh, looking for your radio. The last I saw of it was you put it in your closet," She said trying to get past him.

Luke matched her as she tried to jumped past him, but obviously couldn't. "What're you doing?" She asked smiling. "I don't want you in my apartment," He said stepping back to allow her to only walk in the direction of the door. "Okay, I'll leave," She pouted. Lorelai slowly started walking towards the door, but quickly jumped right and ran for the kitchen.

Luke couldn't get to her fast enough before she pulled open the counter door and found the radio. "Ha," She said, grabbing it and running out the door. Luke smirked, closed the cabinet door and slowly followed after her.

He got downstairs and noticed the soft music that was already playing. "That was quick," He commented as he went to grab the coffee pot to refill Lorelai's cup. "What about my cup?" Rory asked. "That was your fifth cup. Drink some juice," He said putting a glass or Orange Juice in front of her. She grumbled, but drank the cold beverage anyway.

"Who is this?" Luke asked walking back to the counter. "I'll Be by Edwin McCain," She answered, standing up next to him. She grabbed his coffee pot and placed it on the table. "What're you doing?" He asked for the second time that morning. "Dance with me," She said trying to grab his hands.

Luke pulled them away and glanced around the empty diner. It was ten o'clock in the morning, the time where people were at work or school and trying to work off breakfast. There were only four people in Luke's left who were active, Lorelai and Luke.

"No, I don't dance," He said taking a step back. "Please, I really love this song," She begged, stepping in the spot he had just occupied. "No," he said again, not moving as she took another step towards him. She reached down and grabbed his hands again, this time Luke didn't pull them away. With out talking, the two of them started dancing softly to the sway of the music.

They're fingers were locked and so were they're eyes. Lorelai seemed to soften in his arms as the rocked left and right, not making much noise except for the shuffling of shoes and beating of their hearts. Luke listened to the lyrics in his head, wondering why Lorelai liked this song the way she did.

My love is alive and not dead

Tell me that we belong together

Dress it up with the trappings of love

Together they swayed, and Luke became aware of Lorelai softly singing along with the song, making more beautiful than it already was. He sighed, embarrassed for dancing, but inside he smiled for being able to hold her close to him and no one to witness it. Rory, although aware of the song and the dancing, did not move her head from the position between her arms on the table.

I'll Be your cryin' shoulder

I'll Be love suicide

I'll Be better when I'm older

I'll Be the greatest fan of your life

The song was slowly getting softer as the ending came ad Lorelai pulled her head back and stared into Luke's gaze. Their eyes burned into each other's souls. Luke wasn't aware of Lorelai slightly growing closer to his face until her lips had been pressed against his.

It was a quick kiss, but filled with years of meaning. Lorelai pulled back, red from her sudden display of affection for Luke. He was frozen and his arms loosened around her waist as Lorelai took a step back, wondering if it wasn't the right time to lay it all on him. "Lorelai?" His pronunciation of her name was soft and suggested that he wasn't upset.

"I just, wanted to see, what it was like," She whispered with a smile. Obviously embarrassed beyond anything else, Lorelai quickly pulled out a twenty and collected Rory, who was drifting off to sleep with every passing second. She stumbled her way out of the diner and turned towards home.

While passing by the window she turned and smiled at him again, this time Luke smiled back. He collected their mugs, forgetting about their order of pancakes that he never delivered. He cursed to himself as he put the mugs in the back and placed the pancakes in a baggie, hoping to give them to her when he 'dropped' by later.

T.B.C (to be continued)