A/N: Muchas gracias to all of my fabulous reviewers (You know who you are. I love you all!). I apologize profusely for the shortness. I tried to make it longer, but it just sort of wrapped itself up sooner than I planned.

Here is the final chapter, Chapter 3!

Rory entered Ms. Patty's just as Taylor slammed his gavel multiple times to silence the talkative citizens. She quickly found a seat in the back as the meeting started.

"Quiet down, people!" Taylor shouted. He had found that this was more effective than just the gavel alone. The room slowly quieted.

"As you know, a very important member of our town has been abroad for the past year and a half." Taylor announced. At this, Rory sat up a bit straighter in her seat. "Now that Lorelai Gilmore has returned, I find it fitting that we celebrate this arrival. I move that we have a festival to commemorate the Lorelai's homecoming."

Ms. Patty immediately spoke up. "I second the motion."

"All in favor…" Needless to say, the hand of every person in the room was raised.

All the tasks, such as decoration and entertainment were quickly delegated to the appropriate individuals, and Rory agreed to tell Lorelai to contact Taylor to voice her ideas on what she wanted. They were all told that the celebration was to take place on Saturday, and that they should spread the word.

After hearing the news, Lorelai, of course, was thrilled. She loved attention. And, as a bonus, this would give her a chance to stop think about Luke. Because as much as she'd tried stopping it, her mind seemed to be focused on him.

By the time Saturday rolled around, Lorelai was beyond excited. A party just for her. There hadn't been one of those in years. She had taken the day off of work and meticulously spent hours getting ready: showering, grooming, picking the ideal outfit, makeup, and primping. She couldn't show up looking anything less than perfect to her own party.

And when she showed up, fashionably late, of course, the festivities were in full swing. After glancing around, she spotted her daughter chatting with Lane between songs. She rushed over to Rory just as the band began preparing for their next set.

"Hey!" Lorelai cried, enveloping her daughter in a hug.

When she pulled away, Rory gestured with her arms at the celebration going on around them. "So?"

"It's exactly how I pictured it." Lorelai gasped with delight and grinned as she heard Lanes band start up a Bangles tune that they had learned especially for her. She pulled Rory by the arm to the dance floor. "Let's dance!"

And as they danced to the upbeat song, Lorelai thought that maybe, just maybe, if she tried hard enough, she could dance everything away.

Luke leaned against the counter, arms crossed, staring out the window. He scanned the crowd. After a moment, he spotted her. It wasn't hard to miss Lorelai Gilmore. Because this was her party, she was smack dab in the center of all the action. She was dancing with her daughter, a huge smile on her face. And he couldn't help but smirk as he watched her swing her daughter around playfully, because she looked so happy.

After a moment of thought, he left the diner and sat on an empty bench in the square. This gave him a better view of her. Déjà vu, he thought. Luke had been in this exact spot years ago, watching Lorelai dance with Max.

As he gazed on, there was a chaotic partner-change, and as Rory ended up with Sookie, Lorelai, utterly horrified, had ended up dancing with Kirk.

Luke, the fixer that he was, immediately rose from the bench without thinking and walked over to Lorelai and her newfound dance partner. He tapped Kirk lightly on the shoulder. "May I cut in?" he asked. Kirk just shrugged and wandered off to find Lulu.

Luke wrapped his arm around her waist and she put her hand in his. Lorelai sighed "Thank you." She told him, relieved.

"No problem." He replied. It really wasn't.

It was amazing how easy it was for them to fall back into routine. She rested her head on his shoulder and he slid his hand from her middle to her lower back. He was glad just to be holding her again.

The two of them just drank in the moment, seemingly taken back in time to when things were all right between.

When the song ended, and the reverie was broken, she began to pull away. Luke kept hold of her hand, and before he knew what he was doing, he pulled her back to him and kissed her.

For a moment, he forgot she was his… ex-girlfriend (It hurt him just to think that.). He forgot that she had chosen work and a glamorous, classy life over him. He forgot that everyone was staring at him and that the finely honed alarm that told him he was causing attention was blaring in his head. All he could focus on was how wonderful this was and how incredibly soft her lips felt against his.

And that's when he realized that she was kissing him back.

She was finally home.

The End