Disclaimer: You would think that after four chapters I wouldn't have to explain myself but all right, if you want to rub it in, I don't own Gilmore Girls…happy?

Notes to You Guys, On Thanks this Time: I just want to thank you guys again, cause I don't do it enough to serve you guys justice. Here I am sitting here in the middle of writing this next entry while listening to U2's "Miracle Drug" and you guys are sitting there with your lives that has nothing to do with me and you take time to read my script and comment and add my to alert and favorite. You have no idea how accomplished I feel. Yeah, I know what I do is small and all that but I enjoy it and your feed back, so thanks again.

Also, if you can tell me were to get some inside information on Scott's "not signing for the seventh season" rumor, I would be much obliged. So cheers to Sirus as I continue to write, I hope it's satisfactory.

Final Note, Important If You're reading this: There is many ways this could go, so I'm going to show you three options. The first two aren't that different. They were my feeble attempt to write something that might actually live up to the rating, "T" for thirteen and up. The sort of story you would expect at this point of a tiny climax, but heck this is me. (Remember my writing style Copper) So here are three shots at the same scene

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This is me mulling romance, Option One:

Lorelai's breath caught as she felt Luke near her. Their thoughts had ceased at the moment that their eyes had met and at that point the room had disappeared. The only sound that remained was their hearts pounding in their minds. Breathing softly, if at all, he leaned to her. His mind no longer fought with the possibilities, with the problems that could lie ahead as a direct result of his actions. Frankly he no longer cared, the thought of being with Lorelai had consumed him, even before his approach there was no turning back.

Lorelai wanted nothing more than to be there for him, to be there with him. Her feelings were as clear as Luke's action. She leaned forward and caught him in the middle. The thought of tomorrows and yesterdays had disappeared the moment that they met. The slight brush between the two lingered and broke, only to begin another.

While easing into each other, Luke took Lorelai's hand in his and wrapped his other around her waist. Lorelai smiled at this and squeezed his hand and brought it to her hip to free herself. She pulled her arms over Luke's shoulder to deepen the kiss; Luke followed and pulled her closer while beginning to stagger forward. Lorelai backed into the table.

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Second Option:

Lorelai started forward from Luke's slow move. The thoughts had slowed between the two and before they knew it both were caught inches from each other in what seemed like a stand still. Luke's courage was begging to waiver against him but was quickly silenced when he felt Lorelai's initiative upon him. She had moved first.

She was surprised at her boldness but quickly forgot it when she felt Luke respond with equal enthusiasm, which wasn't entirely unexpected per say. She had seen the look in his eyes the moment she had begun to search for it earlier, and just as Sookie had always chided, he loved her. "That was a comforting thought, not as scary as it would have been under different circumstances but this was Luke." …."This was Luke…" The realization made her shiver against him slightly.

Luke's thoughts were about the same. Now entangling his fingers in her hair and brushing his arm against her side, he was finding this hard to believe. This was Lorelai, the one that he had been looking at for eight years without the slightest clue of how she had felt. Sure they had flirted and argued, not to mention her constant push for their banter. But this was Lorelai… "His Lorelai." …"Wait, was that possessive?" The thought quickly vanished when he felt her tremble slightly under his kiss. "This was it."

The moment lingered and broke and began again, both minds wandering slightly and then shutting back off under each movement. Though the connection had been made, and not a moment to soon I might add. The tension was far from faded from the picture. The kiss fluctuated and deepened, her back soon found the side of the table.

A/N…Well that might have potential, I'm so curios to see what would happen if I just posted all of my options and choose the one I'm about to write…interesting.

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Final Option, what really happened:

The two eased into each other slowly as they met. The quiet stayed with them and then broke, with a muffled ringing. Just as the silence broke so did they.

Lorelai bit her lip at the sound of the continuance of the ringing. She backed away slightly on her toes as she looked at Luke.

Luke's hands lingered on her hips, how they had gotten there in the first place was a mystery to him, but there they were regardless. His eyes were still on her too, along with the hands, he wasn't quite sure about how she had gotten that close in the first place. The persistent ringing still hung in the air, as if trying to bring him back to the reality he had been apart of him only an hour ago. The reality that Lorelai would never be with him, the reality that he was on his final stage of divorce, that if he didn't say something to Lorelai soon his chances would be screwed. (I feel compelled to write a "Dirty" but I'm not quite sure why…)

Lorelai got off her toes and backed away to stand near the table. She wasn't quite sure what was going to happen next, and that damn ringing wasn't about to stop apparently. "You should probably get that." She breathed.

"Yeah, um, just a second." Luke wasn't quite sure what was going on at that point, but he was about to find a bat and beat that phone once Lorelai was gone. "Who the heck would be calling him anyway?" He questioned.

Lorelai watched him approach the phone while she tried to catch her breath. It wasn't that the connection had lasted that long or anything, she just couldn't seem to get it back, like he had stolen it or something. She settled her back against the edge of the table as he turned to answer the phone. It had been ringing with persistence for awhile now, whatever it was about, they apparently wanted to get Luke on the phone that moment, no later, much to her dismay.

Luke picked up the phone after he had turned from Lorelai, she seemed to be looking at him differently all the sudden… He wasn't sure if that was a good thing or not. Between the halt of the phone and the silence of the room he took the split second reprieve to go over what had just exactly happened. "They had kissed." Okay had that one down. "She kissed him back." Yet another one to scratch off the list of, Never Thought That Would Happen in a Million Years. And of course there was, "The stupid phone had just ruined it all, god this thing is going to die when I get it all alone." The split second was up and before he knew it the phone was up to his ear and he heard who was on the other line…

Lorelai was getting a little worried at the silence that had fallen between them. Since the ringing was gone and Luke now had the phone all she could think of doing was rocking back in forth against the side of the table and think about the recent events that needed some serious attention. "What exactly is going to happen." Was one of the first things that came to mind. Here she was in Luke's apartment in one of his shirts all alone with him and he was on the phone. Not exactly how she had pictured this going a few minutes ago. "Yes," she admitted to herself. "I pictured it before, who cares, this is what I wanted. What I'm pretty sure he's wanted." She liked the thought of that, him wanting it too.

Luke wasn't liking the voice that floated across the receiver. He had been completely content just a moment ago. This phone call was threatening where this evening could have gone, where it should have gone. (See the two options above this.) This uneasiness, and the stare he felt from Lorelai was leaving him a bit breathless.

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-TBC-

Who knew that this would be a "What if" inside a "What if." Cray huh? R&R if you want to comment or complain in any way. I'm strong, I can take it.

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