Hope you're liking it, please review and tell me what you think. This is only a short story (5 chapters) but hopefully there will be enough time to write my sequel. I still need ideas for it though.

Dean left Lorelai and went for a drive, trying to clear his head. He had only gone to drop off his Rory box and suddenly he's about to go off and kill Luke Danes. He still couldn't understand why someone would want to hurt her. He still didn't know what had actually happened. He turned the car around and headed for home. He parked the truck, letting out his anger on the car door as he slammed it shut. He turned around and was about to head in the house when he noticed Luke walking across the town square. It was obvious that Luke had hurt Lorelai. Everyone had heard that Luke had been throwing people out of his diner, his anger worse than normal. Everyone also knew Luke and Lorelai had broken up. Dean put two and two together. Luke must have appeared at Lorelai's late the previous night and had started an argument. Lorelai wouldn't have been able to defend herself against a guy that big. Dean's eyes darkened as he watched Luke from afar. Suddenly he was storming to wards Luke, letting his anger take over him.

Luke's look of confusion was over taken by shock when Dean charged towards him and pushed him hard. Luke tripped and fell to the ground.

"You bastard" Dean spat, standing tall over Luke. Luke steadied himself with his hands and turned to Dean.

"What the hell are you doing?" Luke yelled, pulling himself to his feet. The two men stood eye to eye. Dean pulling his fist back to punch Luke but Luke stepped back in time. "Dean, stop this!" People stopped what they were doing and began to watch, too far away to hear what was being said.

"You hurt her!" Dean spoke through heavy breathing.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"I found her unconscious Luke! She has huge hand shaped bruises on her arms, so don't deny you didn't hurt her"

"Who!"

"Lorelai!" Luke's face softened slightly as he heard her name, his anger at Dean forgotten.

"She's hurt?" Luke was genuinely concerned, just because they weren't together anymore didn't mean he didn't care about her.

"Don't pretend you don't know!"

"I don't Dean! It wasn't me, I have no idea what you're talking about, how bad is she hurt?" Dean took a good long look at Luke's face.

"You really don't know?"

"No"

"God, I'm sorry about- She told me isn't wasn't you but I just didn't believe her"

"Just tell me what happened"

"She didn't tell me what happened, I just turned up there and found her unconscious on the floor, she wanted me to forget I'd seen anything. Maybe if you had been there this wouldn't have happened!"

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"It means that even though you didn't hurt her physically, you sure did hurt her emotionally," Dean growled. He gave Luke one last look before walking off. Luke stood still shocked. His shoulder still ached from being pushed and he could feel people's eyes on him. He ignored them all, walking back to his diner, passing all his waiting customers and heading up to his apartment. The second he stepped inside he realised what a bad idea it was. Everything in the large room reminded him of Lorelai. The flannel shirt she would wear to bed, a couple of candid photos of him and Lorelai that Lorelai had framed, the coffee granules in the kitchen he had got after their first date and the large empty bed that smelt of her perfume. Even the bathroom had her weird cinnamon toothpaste in. He went to the kitchen sink and washed off the dirt from his hands.

It gave him a chance to look over the town he lived in. Even from his window he could see the pink and blue ribbons worn. He watched a young woman with a pink ribbon cross the street to avoid a blue-ribboned man. It was all too ridiculous but now with Dean telling him someone had attacked Lorelai. Maybe it was just an excuse to have a go at him or maybe he had genuinely found Lorelai hurt and alone, either way Dean was right. If he had been there Lorelai wouldn't be hurting. He still needed to find out the truth. He grabbed his keys from the table and went back down the stairs, choosing to exit the back way to avoid nosey people. Luke climbed into his truck parked out the back and turned the ignition.