Luke got up and turned the tv off. Lorelai had fallen back asleep and he decided to get started on the soup. He took one last glance at Lorelai to make sure she was ok. She still showed sign of a fever, but she looked so peaceful and relaxed. She was beautiful. There were many words to describe Lorelai, but that one word was the on that stood out the most.

Luke finally looked away and walked into the kitchen. He searched and searched until her finally found the needed materials to make the soup. He boiled the chicken first and turned the radio on softly and listened to Christmas music as he cooked. I'm Dreaming of a White Christmas by Bing Cosby was playing. Luke thought back to when he was a little boy and his mom would play this song on Christmas eve. He missed her terribly, as well as his father, but this memory made him smile.

Oh my Lord, that smell smells delicious! Lorelai woke to that thought.

A delicious smell was wafting into the room from the kitchen. She despereately wanted to get up and find out what the scrumptious smell was coming from. She grabbed ahold of the edge of the table and tried to stand. She failed adn instead landed with a thud on the floor. Luke heard it and came into the living room.

"Lorelai! Are you ok?"

"Ow! No! This sucks." she said angrily.

"Here, let me help you." he went over to her and helped her get up and sat her back down on the couch. "What happened?"

"I was trying to get and walk to the kitchen, but I stll can't walk!" she tried to yell, but her voice was raspy.

"Oh, here, I can carry you in there." he said.

With that, he lifted her up and she put her arms around his neck. For a moment, they just stared into each others eyes.

God, he has beautiful eyes!

God. she has beautiful eyes!

They both realized what they were doing and promptly looked away. Luke carried her into the kitchen and sat her down in a chair. He wrapped her in a blanket and reumed cooking.

"What is that heavenly smell?" she asked.

"It's my moms old recipe for chicken soup." he told her.

"It smells delicious!" she complemented.

Luke smiled at her and said, "Thanks. It'll be done soon."

They sat in silence as Silent Night was playing softly in the background. Lorelai was humming along with it. She loved this song. Luke transfixed by her voice. Even though she was sick, it sounded lovely. Right as the song ended the timer on the stove went off.

"It's ready. Would you like crackers with it?" he asked.

"Yes, please." shes said softly, for her throat was burning with pain.

Luke got out two bowls and filled them up. He placed them at the table along with the crackers and two spoons. Lorelai picked up a spoon and spooned out some soup. She blew on it and then stuck it in her mouth and swallowed.

"Oh my God, Luke! I have never tasted anything as good as this!"

Luke blushed and laughed.

"I don't think Sookie would like to hear that."

"Sookie's a great cook, but this is pretty damn good soup."

"Thanks."

"Your welcome. So did you get your cooking skills from your mom?" she asked, trying to start conversation.

"Yeah. My dad wasn't much of a cook. But my mom, she made the most amazing meals." he said, remembering.

"What happened to her? If you don't mind my asking."

"It's ok. She, uh, died from cancer." he said quietly.

"Oh, Luke, I'm so sorry."

He looked so sad. It pained her to see him this way.

"Don't worry about it. It was a long time ago. I was only ten."

Lorelai was at a loss for words. She couldn't imagine what it felt liek to lose someone you love. Nobody she ever really knew had died before. She wanted to lighten the mood so she decided to change the subject.

"So waht are you doing for Christmas?"

"Same as always. Get up, call my sister to wish her a Merry Christmas, then open the diner later that evening and serve you and Rory your usual Christmas Diner and liquid death."

"You should spend it with me and Rory." she said simply.

"Really?"

"Yeah. On Christmas eve she comes over and we watch It's a Wonderful Life and then listen to Christmas music and drink hot chocolate. The we wake up the next day and exchange gifts. We have a really good time." she told him.

"Um, ok, I guess. I'm looking forward to it." he said and smile.

"Cool, it's going to be a lot of fun."

"Speaking of Christmas, why haven't you put your tree up yet?" he asked.

"Ugh. Well, I've been so busy with the Inn and then I got sick and I haven't had much time to do it."

"I could get you one tonight if you'd like."

"Really? That would be great, Luke! Thanks!"

"Don't mention it."

They both smiled at each other and continued to eat, enjoying the conversation.

Hey guys. I would like to thank my beta Jamie for helping me make this story what it is. Thank you Jamie! And there's only a few more chapters left. I'm not going to post the final Chapter until Christmas Eve because I want to end it before Christmas since it is a Christmas story. Thank you so very much for the reviews! They are what make me write the chapters sooner! And for those who haven't read my other fic, Always Be My Baby, check it out! I love you guys! Bye!