Later that night, Luke and Lorelai were on the couch.

"Hey, would you like me to go get that Christmas tree now?" Luke asked.

"Oh yea! Here, grab my purse off the mantle." she told him.

He did so and handed it to Lorelai.

"Here, take this." she handed him forty dollars and then sat the purse aside.

"Oh, I can pay for it." he said.

"No, you've done so much for me. Take it. Go on, get out of here."

"Gee, tired of me already?" he replied sarcastically.

Lorelai laughed as he walked out of the door.

Luke returned thirty minutes later, hauling in the most perfect Christmas tree Lorelai had ever seen.

"Wow. That is the best tree I have ever seen!" she remarked as he set it up. The room was instantly filled with the aroma of pine. Lorelai loved that smell, but she could barely smell it do to the fact that her nose was stuffy,

"It was the best one they had. Ok, where are the Christmas decorations?" he asked.

"In the hall closet." she told him.

Luke opened the closet up and was shocked.

"Haven't you guys ever heard of cleaning?" he asked. "What am I talking about? I'm asking this to the women who had six year old medicine in her cabenit.

Lorelai laughed. "What can we say? We're women of questionable morals."

Luke shook his head and smiled. They might be the most unorganized, sugar addicted, coffee junkies, but he would always love these two women. Rory was like his daughter. And Lorelai...

Lorelai's a women I'll never quite understand, but will always and forever be in love with. he thought.

I knew it was about time to face up to the fact that he was indeed in love with her. He wished with all of his being that they could be together. That they could be together forever. But, how could he make that happen? Like he said, Lorelai was a women he'll never quite understand. When it comes to making up her mind on what she wants, she tends to get stuck. She's just not sure what she wants. Luke of all people knew that. After all the times she had run to him, telling him she didn't know what she should do. She always had trouble making up her mind.

But still, what if she would want this? It's so hard. Life is like a present. You won't know what you get until you open it. And the gift could be something you love, or something you hate. This is just like a present. She could love this...or she could hate it. He'll never know untill he tried.

But did he have the guts to? He'd asked other women out without much of a problem, but she was different. She wasn't like the other women. She was special, in a good way. He never felt so protective, caring, and compassion for another women like he felt with Lorelai.

"Did you find them?" Lorelai shouted in a raspy voice from the living room.

Luke looked quickly around. He'd been so lost in thought, he forgot what he was doing. He found three boxes marked "Christmas" on them and grabbed them.

"Yeah." he replied and carried the boxes into the living room and opened them up.

There were a ton of ornaments. Both bought and handmade. One particular ornament caught Luke's eye. It was a piece of laminated paper. It looked as if it had been cut out of a cup or something. On the back it said "December 15, 1995". Luke picked it up and turned it over, he was caught off guard. It said Luke's and had the diner's symbol. It was cut out of a to-go coffee cup.

"What's this?" he asked.

"What?" Lorelai asked and then saw what he was holding. "Oh, that? That's from the to-go coffee cup you gave me on the first day we met. I thought your coffee was the best thing I've ever had and thought it simply had to be worshiped in this house. So I cut it out of the cup, wrote the dat, and laminated it to hang on the Christmas tree."

"You liked my coffee so much you made an ornament out of the to-go cup? Wow. I don't think anyone's done something as crazy as that." he laughed and smiled at her.

"Your coffee is the best damn coffee in the state! No, the country! I take that back, the world! I had to make a memeory of the first time I fell in love with a beverage."

Luke laughed at her outrageous remark.

"You fell in love with a beverage?"

"Shut up. And...well, I had a feeling about you and the diner." she said, looking down.

"What do you mean?"

"I don't really know. I just knew that the diner would be a place I could always come. A place I could count on. I felt that I could, um, always count on...you." she told him quietly and blushed. "And I have, you know, been able to count on you."

Luke looked down and blushed too. "Well, I'm always here for you."

"Thanks."

Luke looked down at the rest of the boxes. They were having another awkward moment and he need something to do. He got out the lights and begun to put them on the tree first. Lorelai watched as he plugged the lights in and they glowd red, green, blue, and orange. He started to decorate the tree next.

"I wanna help." she said. "Decorating the tree is my favorite part."

"Can you stand?" he asked her.

Lorelai placed her hand on the armrest and pushed off slowly. She was a little unstable at first, but eventually was able to balance herself. Now all she had to do was try and walk. She put her right foot in front of her, and then her left. She felt like a baby just learning to walk. She put her right foot in front again and then stumbled.

Luke rushed over and caught her in his arms. They stayed like that for a minute or two, before both came to their senses and he helped right her. He grabbed ahold of her hand and helped guide her to the decorations by the tree. Once there she looked at him and smiled.

"I think I'm getting better." she said.

"I think you are too." he replied.

Luke went into the kitchen and brought in a chair in case she needed to sit down. Then they begun the decorating process.

"Awww, look!" Lorleai squealed and held up another laminated ornament. It was picture of a scribbled drawing of an angel. On the back it said "Christmas-1990", and on the bottom were big, bubbly letters which spelled out "Rory".

"How old was she? Five?" he asked, smiling at the ornament now in his hand.

"Yeah. She made that at pre-school. She was such an ambitious kid. Her teacher told me she had been having a hard time trying to draw the angel. All the other kids were just simply scribbling, but she wanted to draw an angel. She said she kept trying and trying until she finally thought she had made it perfect." Lorelai told him, tears in her eyes. "Sometimes I still wish she was just a little girl. snuggling up next to me during a midnight storm."

"She was such a good kid. I was never a kid kind of person but the moment I met her I knew she was different. She was very bright and always worked hard for something she wanted. Like that time she went around the whole town selling cookies so she could raise money to help save a sick cat. Remeber?"

"Yeah. She went door to door all day long. I had to literally carry her home when it got dark. She kept telling me "But mommy, I have to save the kitty!". She only raised $25.75. The operation cost $180. I couldn't bear to tell her that she didn't raise enough money for her to save it, so I told her she'd made just enough and I took the cat up there and payed the rest of bill." Lorelai laughed at the memory.

Luke laughed with her. Then Lorelai heard her phone ringing. Luke walked to the phone and handed it to Lorelai.

"Hello?" she asked.

"Mom! Hey, are you ok?" Rory asked.

"Oh! Hey kiddo. We were just talking about you."

"What? What are you saying about me?"

"Oh, I found an ornament that you made in pre-school and showed Luke and then we started talking about your determination to save that sick cat."

"I was seven!" Rory defended herself.

Lorelai laughed. "I know honey. We were just reliving old memories. You'll understand when you get old and helpless like us."

"Oh, be quiet you. You're young, beautiful, and outgoing. Just ask Luke." she told her mother, hinting.

"Shut up! Changing the subject now. So what's up?"

"Oh, well, I needed to call you and tell you that I'll be over around eight Christmas Eve."

"Ok, cool. Luke's going to hang out with us."

"Ooooo! So there is something going on?"

"No! Bite your tongue! Be careful when you come in. I'm going to have a freshly baked pie ready to smash in your face."

Rory couldn't help but laugh at her mother's urge to shut her up. She knew Luke must be standing near by.

"Don't want you're secret love to hear our conversation?" she teased.

"Hanging up now!"

"Ok, ok. See you in in two days. Love you. Bye!"

"Love you too, babe. Bye!" Lorelai said and hung up.

"What was that about?" Luke asked.

"What?" Lorelai asked back.

"You kept telling her to shut up and all."

"Oh, that. She, uh, was teasing me about all the old, worn out ornaments I still have." she covered up.

"Oh, ok." he said and resumed with decorating.

They both had fun looking at old ornaments made by Rory and remembering old memories. When the tree was fully decorated, Luke pulled out the star and placed it at the very top with difficulty.

"Damn star!" he kept saying until he got it to actually stay put. Lorelai laughed at him the whole time.

"Wow. It looks better than it ever has." she told him.

"It does look good doesn't it." he said as they stood back and admired it.

"Yeah." she said.

They spent the rest of the night watching movies and talking. It was certainly a day to remember.