Disclaimer: I don't own Gilmore Girls if I did Luke would never had April.

I'm so sorry it took me so long. I had so much to do. So I hope you like this.

Luke walked towards the kitchen, and once inside, he turned to Caesar, "Caesar, I'm going to make Lorelai's pancakes myself."

"Okay."

Luke then quickly made the pancakes since he knew she always showed early. Setting a plate full of pancakes, he picked up chocolate syrup and wrote Marry Me? Feeling satisfied, he set the plate on the counter knowing she would be there any moment.

Lorelai rushed in, pecked Luke on the lips, grabbed the plate and propped herself on the chair beside the counter, only pausing to shed her coat and grab a fork. Without reading what the syrup said, she dug into the pancakes. Feeling Luke's eyes on her she paused mid-chew and looked at him. He looked disappointed, and she wanted to know why, so she swallowed her food and asked, "Luke, what's wrong?"

"Nothing." And with that he quickly turned away and went to his apartment with Lorelai in the tow.

"Luke! Talk to me…please." she pleaded to his back.

Luke became aware that if their exchange continued they would make a scene. So, he quickly faced her, grabbed her hand and pulled her up to his apartment. Once they were inside they turned towards each other ready for whatever was going to come their way.

Placing her hands on her hips, she stared and him "Luke will you please tell me what's going on?"

"My pancakes…" he started.

She interrupted him "What's this have to do with stupid pancakes?"

"You know what? I didn't want to do it this way but you know what-"he stopped, reached in his pocket and shoved at her a black velvet box.

Lorelai gasped at the turn of events, and gently opened the box. And there it was, the most beautiful ring that was going to be hers. She looked at Luke, then back at the ring, and back again, until all she could do was stand there like a speechless geek. She couldn't even come up with catchy jokes that she was famous for.

"So what do you think?"

"I-I-I don't know what to think." Then regaining her composure she continued "Well, I'm glad you didn't put the ring in my pancakes, because if you did I would had to-"

Luke realized what she was going to say so he gently placed his hand on her mouth to stop her future monologue. Then he leaned in and whispered in her ear, "Lorelai, my coffee addict, will you marry me?"

Not wanting to break the moment she breathed out, "Yes, Luke I will be your Mrs. Backwards Baseball Cap." And with that she stuck her left hand out.

Gently, Luke placed the ring on her finger, and they both marveled at the perfect fit.

Instantly blue met blue, and lips crushed onto lips, with such passion and fervor that any outsider watching would have thought it was a TV kiss that was choreographed to perfection, capturing their love for one another.