LLfreak8285: Totally agree with your wanting Luke's dream to be real in the s3 finale. That would have been awesome. I wonder if there 's a fic like that. It'd be easy one-shot. I have a teeny preview of LL action in this chapter. Hope it suffices for now.

LittleGGLover: Glad you chose to read my fic.

orangesherbert7: Yay! I made you almost choke! I'm so honored, and yes, we do all know it's true that he just asked out Nicole, cause Lorelai was going out. I think you'll like this chapter, orangey!

POnDeReSqUe: I hope this is soon enough for you. As Orange said in their review, I really think they both knew how they'll felt about each other post s3, and yes, this is a fic, so I can do what I want. Yay!

Once Upon a Whim: I've done the same thing so many times before, so it's okay. Anyway, I love reviews! Glad you're reading my fic.

Llmeantb: I may have got you mixed up with someone else on accident, sorry. I'm glad you like I showed her differently then. And yes, that's exactly what I meant to do- where you have the chance to actually talk about the person, you just can't stop.

Gilmoremajorfan: Yeah, I hate Nicole too (as you probably see in this chapter.)

Okay, I've changed my mind as to what I'm gonna do with this story. I think this'll be good though. Instead of having them "just bump into each other in France" like I was gonna do (it was a stupid idea, adn I'm glad I changed it), I'm gonna go a different direction. Hope you like it.

"7" will mean I'm switching the POV, cause I can't think of anything else.

R+R!

Lorelai's POV again

I haven't thought about him for several hours- possibly a record for me this month, when I notice the painting I'm looking at is by Lucas de Raldi. Screw this. I move from this painting to a sculpture on the other side of the room. Rory catches up to me again.

"Running away from me?"

"Oh, no I wasn't."

"Are you're okay, cause you look kinda dopey?"

"Thanks for calling me a depressed dwarf, Hon. I'm- I-I'll be fine."

"Oookay... Oh, I get it. You're thinking about Luke again, aren't you?" she asks with a grin.

"I'm trying not to, but--"

"You're so obsessed with him."

"I'm not obsessed, I'm just--"

"In looove?"

Silence.

"You're not gonna argue with me this time?"

"I'm just so tired of it all. I'm not even giddy when I think about him any more, I'm just... distracted."

"...Okay, I think I've been holding out on you."

"Meaning?"

"I might now how you can talk to him."

She has been holding out on me! "What!"

"I knew you'd be mad. I think maybe, if you could call Miss Patty, she might know how you can reach him- if he brought that cell phone Nicole got him, if it has awesome long distance, or I don't know, maybe somehow calling the cruise ship?"

"I'm gonna call Miss Patty," I say finding my way around and out of the fancy French museum. Rory's behind me somewhere.

I finally reach a pay phone, put in a quarter, and press '0' for the operator. He's speaking French really fast so I can barely understand him, but I'm pretty sure he said, "For an out-of-country call press 4," so I do. After a couple tries, I eventually reach her.

"Hey, Patty. It's Lorelai."

"Oh, Lorelai! How's your trip going, dear?"

"It's going European."

"Not as dirty as I would have wished to hear from you- you could have at least said French or something, but I'll take it."

"Oh, well, I'm in France right now, so how 'bout, 'It's going French.'"

"That's sounds fun!"

"Do you know how I can reach Luke?"

"Get to the point fast, don't ya?"

I put another quarter in to make sure I don't get disconnected. "Please, Patty. It's pretty important."

"Sounds it. Um, he might have brought his cell phone."

"Do you have the number?"

"Somewhere, let me find it... ... ... 578-5683."

"Do you know if he has good long distance?"

"I tried calling him last week, and he answered, but I got cut off within a few minutes."

"Well, Nicole got him the phone, and I saw her with this awesome Gucci purse once, so I'm thinking how much the great long distance costs isn't too important."

"Can I ask why you have to call him?"

"I'll fill you in when we get back, kay?"

"I'll be lookin forward to it, Hon."

"Thanks."

"Bye."

"Bye, Patty." Yay, yay, yay!

Cruise

"Okay, I'll see you at the pool in five minutes," she says with a kiss on the cheek leaving me to put on my bathing suit and not think about Lorelai.

After unbuttoning my shirt and taking it off, I begin to unzip my jeans and take them off as well. As I slip of my tee shirt, I'm about to slip off my boxers when I hear that annoying noise again, that tells me Nicole's calling. She just left the room. What could she possibly want? I unwillingly answer the noise, most likely because if I don't it'll just keep making that sound.

"Yeah?" I try to sound as pleasant as possible after that ringing.

My boxers are about to be on the floor when I hear that voice ...or rather someone else's on the other line. "Luke?"

"Lorelai," say pulling my boxers all the way back on and slamming myself down into the chair I slept in last night. "Why are you—Um, what are you calling me for?"
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God he says my name so sexily! "Pleasant hello." Rory leans into the ear piece to listen.

"Sorry, I just wasn't expecting you to call."

No I actually wasn't being too sarcastic. That was pleasant, but okay. "Well, I've been wanting to, um—I've been thinking, um—So how's Nicole?" Smooth.
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Why the Hell would she be calling me? Fall asleep again, Danes? "She's fine, I guess."
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"That's good. Is she, um—Are you in the same room?" Now he's really gonna think I'm insane. Who asks a question like that?

"No, she's at the pool."

Hope the bitch drowns. "Why aren't you with her?"
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"I was changing. You caught me with my pants down." Oh my god! She didn't need to know that!
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Rory backs away from the phone as she shakes her head. I have to smile not only at how freaked Rory is but how hot the image in my head is of Luke with no pants on. I clear my throat as I debate in my head why on earth he would think this is worth mentioning- it is, but Luke probably wouldn't think I'd think it'd be worth mentioning. Anyway, "Excuse me?"
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I mean I was putting on my bathing suit to meet her at the pool, and I was almost finished when you called. I'm only wearing boxers... They're blue." Wtf, Luke! "...You didn't need to know that, did you?"
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I mouth "blue boxers" to Rory as she tries to block out random images. I don't think I'm helping.

"No, I didn't need to know that, ...but I don't mind," I say in an impressively seductive voice. You're totally flirting with him, stop it right now! By the look of Rory's face I think she aggress with the 'stopping it right now' idea. She puts in a few more quarters.
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Is she flirting with me? "Lorelai, why'd you call me?"
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"I just wanted to hear your voice... I miss you so much." Great, my voice is all crack-y again. I hope that didn't freak him out, it wasn't too forward.
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I cannot believe she just said that. "Really?" Just tell her you miss her too, you idiot!

"Yeah, ...really, Luke."

"Well, I can't say I don't miss you too."
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Rory's listening again. "That's possibly very sweet."

"I miss you too; I miss you a lot." I hear Rory 'Aww' over my shoulder and shush her.

"Was that Rory?"

Man! Stupid Rory! "Uh, yeah." She mouths 'oops' to me but continues listening.

"Can I talk to her?"

Luke wants to talk to Rory? "Why?"

"I just want to hear her account of your little excursion so far."

"Oookay, but if you say anything dirty to her I'm calling the French police on your ass, and I hear the French police can be pretty mean," I say handing Rory the phone.

"Hey, Luke."

"Hey Rory. So you're in France?"

"Uh, yeah, but I think Mom was kidding about the police thing."

"We're off the coast of France. We should be in Saint Malo within a couple days."

"Really? I saw that on a map. It's not far from where we are- Bayeux. It's maybe a few hours from here by train." I hit her, cause I totally know what she's thinking, not that it would be so bad to see him... I just cannot be trusted around that man when he has a girlfriend. "Let me talk to him, Hon." She gives me a worried look, but gives up the phone.

"So you'll be in St. Malo in a few days?"

"Yeah, we will."

He totally said 'we' just to make me mad. "We will too." Rory looks excited and fairly surprised I didn't protest. Besides, it was one of the places she wanted to go.
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"You will?" Nicole'll love this.
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"If we have an unexpected chance to see our," my, "diner man, we won't pass it up." I won't pass it up, I promise.

"Well, Lorelai, if it's no trouble I'd just love to see you."

"Cause you miss me?"
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"Maybe." I shouldn't be so flirty when I have a ...Nicole, but I have to admit, I know I 'm smiling an awful lot.
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He's flirting back! I love this! "How 'bout we call you again, when we get to St. Malo?"

"Okay."

"Okay. Bye, Luke."

"Bye, Lorelai. Wait, Lorelai!"

"Yeah?"

"I'm glad you called."

"If only you knew how glad I am I called."
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The door opens, and Nicole comes in just as I'm about to say answer- an equally as flirtatious response. "Bye, Lorelai," I say quickly and wait for her to answer.

"Geez, Luke what's wrong?"

"Oh, nothing. I just said bye, cause I thought the conversation was over." That came out a little ruder that expected. Great, now two women are mad at me.
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"Sorry, I guess it was over, but you just said 'bye' really fast, so I was wondering if everything was okay or not."
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"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say it so mean."

Nicole barks at me, "Lorelai? Lorelai Gilmore?"

I nod as if it's not a big deal, but boy will it be.

Lorelai's in my ear again, "It's okay sometimes that happens to me. Like I'll say 'go to Hell', but it accidentally comes out like a nice question. You know 'go to hell?'" she says with a sweet inflection. "or I say 'well, aren't you sweet' sarcastically, cause that how I usually say it, right, but this time I don't mean for it to be sarcastic, and whoever I'm saying it to gets mad." I have to grin at this. It's the Lorelai I know and love-- or... you know I know her and I—whatever.

"Lorelai, Luke?" Nicole barks again wanting me to hang up.

"Okay, I have to go."

"I know, I heard her, and I'm sorry."

"Don't be, it's not your fault."

"That's sweet."

"Well, that's me." She so rubbed off on me.

"Bye, Luke."

"Bye."
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I hang up, and motion for Rory to come back over here. She was petting a pretentious little poodle (give peas a chance!), and missed the end. "Nicole overheard the tale end of the conversation,"

"Oh my god."

"Yeah. So now they're probably arguing."

"...You're grinning!"

"Well... just talked to Luke."

"You two kids!"
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"Luke! Were you just talking to her?"

"Lorelai?"

"Yes, Lorelai! Were you just talking to her?"

"Yeah," I say as nonchalant as possible.

"You're so sleeping in that chair again tonight!"

"It's better than sleeping in that ice-cold bed." As I mutter this I think how much I'd rather sleep in that chair with Lorelai than in that bed with her any day. Hell, I'd rather sleep with Lorelai on the floor than sleep in that bed with Nicole. Hell, I'd rather sleep with Lorelai outside on the cold, hard ground—

Nicole interrupts my pleasant train of thought with her, "What were you talking about anyway?"

Man, I don't wanna say. "...She and Rory are in France... a few hours from St. Malo." God that bitch-cold stare could freeze a whale. "They're gonna take a train down there, and and meet up with us... or me if you don't wanna come."

"Is she stalking you or something? Why the hell is she in France?"

"She likes the kissing and the cheese... in that order if you're wondering." There's no such thing as an inappropriate joke with us anymore. I give up. I'm just so tired of all this.

"God, Luke! I thought you just had a crush on her. I didn't know you had actually been kissing her."

"Geez, you really can't take a joke, can you? It wasn't even that bad. It wasn't like I said," Come on make the situation even worse, Danes, " 'she likes being screwed on the floor'. Not only would that have been worse, it also wouldn't have made any sense considering that's no reason for her to be in France... unless there's something about France that I don't know."

"Go to Hell!"

This of course reminds me of Lorelai's little odd inflection point from earlier. I think I'm grinning.

"What are you thinking about now? Trying to picture the 'screwing her on the floor' thing? Or are you just wondering why you didn't have phone sex with her when you had the chance?"

"Now that you mention it, that's good idea! I should call her back." I'm sooo good at messing with her... Then again she could probably fling me off the side of this boat. Maybe, I should try to make up... for now anyway. "You know I'm just messing with you... Rory was there. It probably would have been a bit inappropriate."

"You can't stay serious for two seconds, can you?"

"I'm sorry, Nicole. Okay, I'm sorry."

"Why do you want to see her?"

"We're friends." And I missed her dreadfully... not that I actually say 'dreadfully' or anything.

"Haven't you even seen 'When Harry Met Sally'?"

"Can't say that I have, no."

"No kidding."

"We are! We're just friends. I'm sorry for all the extremely inappropriate jokes, okay... Are we good?"

"We're good, I guess," she kisses me... Tongue- great, now I'm gonna throw-up. I start coughing, and I don't think it was completely unintentional. "...I'm sorry."

"It's okay. Just so long as you don't see Lorelai and stop thinking about her so much, we're fine." You've got to be kidding me.

"Excuse me? You aren't going to let me see her? You're not exactly my mother, and if you were, something we do a lot would be completely illegal an unnatural." There are so many things wrong with that sentence.

"Well, we're not doing it anymore if you go to see her."

"You don't trust me that much?"

"I can't trust you that much."

"Rory'll be with us for god's sake! She'll be like a chaperone. What? Do you want to come?"

"Quite the contrary! I'd probably throw up from all the gooey Luke and Lorelai moments."

"God! What's your problem?"

"Her!"

"No, you know what? I could list a few, and none of them is her."

"... I've been avoiding the subject, but why don't you have on your bathing suit yet?"

"She called right after I pulled off my pants. I didn't want to take off my boxers as I was talking to her."

"Too much like your dreams?"

"No such thing."

"I'll be if the pool if you want to apologize." She leaves.

"Not a chance."

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