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LLfreak8285: I doubt this chapter's as long or longer then the last, but it's better. At least I really, really think you'll thin it's better. You'll love it so much! If you don't have a life or think review makes you sound like you don't have a life, it's okay, cause I update fairly long chapters almost everyday. How does that make me look? Well, I do have a life, I just don't want to read the stupid book! Okay, sorry.

orangesherbert7: I love shopping, but I usually only end up with like one or two things. I'm just really picky.My favorite part of the last chapter was Luke's dream phone conversation with Lorelai. Mainly just cause it was fun to write. Made me all smiley. Hope it made you all smiley too. I have a lot of fic to catch up on too. I was gone from the computer for like five or six hours and there were like eight updates or something, it was insane, and if the next chapter isn't up within a day like they usually are, you can blame gilmoregirl1979 and filesfreak4life.

Lauren Leigh: Feel bad for Rory? Then you'll just adore this chapter... or find it awfully repulisve.

Jeanann: Okay, I see you reviewed at chapter one. Does that mean you didn't know there was more? If so, notice this is the 7th chapter. Wow time just flies by, cause I feel like I just started this fic. Thanks for your review!

falcons my daddy: Unpredictable Lorelai? I have a feeling there will be more of that in this chapter. If it's more predictable than I thought tell me, cause I thought it was okay.

Mordacity: Oh, it's okay, really. So what book was it anyway? I'll have to make my way to Bayeux at some point, sounds like fun from how you describe it! You said, "I'm foreseeing dirty things when they finally get together though. Poor Rory." You'll see if you're right or not, I guess. Thanks for foreseeing. I love it when people do that.

Mrs. Scott Patterson: Total LL withdrawal on my part too. That's probably, no almost definitely, why I'm writing the fic. I guess fics are one good by-product of the hiatus, right?

I forgot to complain about tis last time, so I will now- I totally ran out of space on the DVR, and it cut off the last 15 minutes of "Come Home'- the good part... and the bad part, but that doesn't matter. There were two JJ scenes that are sooo good (Lorelai holding up the dress, and Luke getting Lorelai the tv). While, yes, I actually did get to see the whole episode as it was on, I was in a differnt room than our one DVR, so it still cut it off. I mainly just wanted it, cause my mom wanted to see it and for the tapes (just missing the end of s2 and mid-end of s5 now). Okay, I'll stop whining and get on with it. To cheer mself up I looked at JJ pics and pics of SP. I sooo worked. I was so friggin' inspired by them and totally giddy too. Okay, yeah, this was kind of a bad story, but I don't care. Now you can read the main one-

Lorelai's POV

"Yeah, Luke?"

"I'll see you tomorrow, okay?"

What! He's gonna leave me hanging 'til tomorrow? He's totally gonna be so freaked out when I see him, won't he? I ruined everything now. "What?"

"I'll see you tomorrow."

"Yeah, I guess you will... Goodbye?"

"Bye." God, Luke!

Rory's immediately at my side wanting details. "What happened? What'd you say? What'd he say?"

"Luke's mean... You know that thing you wanted me to do?"

"Go horseback riding with me tomorrow?"

"No, the other thing."

"The Luke thing?"

"Yeah, the Luke thing."

"You told him? What'd he say?"

"Nothing. That's kinda the problem, Honey. Now I'm completely freaked out as to what's gonna happen tomorrow, how he'll act, what he'll say, if he'll come."

"Well, I'm sure it'll all be positive."

"...It's Luke. If his response isn't positive, ...I just don't think we can be friends anymore if he says that that's all we can be."

"Why not?"

"It'd just be too weird."

"You've done it for six years, already. How can you just up and give him an ultimatum?"

"(One) I just told him I have repetitive sex dreams about him. That's a pretty big one, and (two) I just can't deal anymore. I totally want him, and I can't just deny it forever."

"It'll be fine, really... It's Luke, it'll be fine."

"...Okay, I want to go to sleep, so I can stop thinking about this. Although, knowing me, just guess what my dream'll be about... I'm gonna go brush my teeth."

7

Lorelai has dirty dreams about me. I know how I feel- scared. I just don't really know why or how to fix it.

My mind is pretty much blank at this point, and my salad's getting cold... okay, nevermind about the last part, my salad's fine I guess. Although, I wouldn't know cause I haven't eaten any yet.

... ... All I can do is breathe, and thank god for that, cause I know I couldn't a while ago. Sorry for the vagueness, but it could have been two minutes; it could've been an hour.

Literally, this is a dream come true, but it's definitely a nightmare now.

After another while, Nicole comes up to me. She pulls up a chair, and is probably freaked out by how I look. I've been staring into space, since she said 'yeah, Luke'. First I was panicked, now apparently I'm a vegetable. She's some sort of super-villain with paralyzing, unexpected news, while she's amazingly being extremely hot at the same time.

"Luke, are you okay?"

Silence, but I know my eyes are moving again, still looking at nothing in particular, just looking for some sort of answer. As if this will actually help, my eyes continue to dart around my salad and the table.

"Luke, what's wrong? Please, talk to me... Are you okay?"

"...I'm scared."

"Of what? What's wrong?"

"Lorelai, ...she."

"Is she okay?" Somehow Nicole seems genuinely worried. I'm not sure how much of this worry is for Lorelai, but a portion, even if slim, is worried about her.

"Apparently she's..."

"Please tell me. You scaring me now too."

"She has feelings for me."

"Oh, Luke."

Is she happy for me? Somehow she seems kinda happy. There's no grin. She still looks worried. What's she thinking? "Either that or it's purely physical, but I can't see that being it. We've been friends for...ever, and I'm not that hot. I mean, I've got some aspects going for me, but not hot enough to have multiple dreams about."

"She dreamt about you?"

"At least three times, probably way more. I mean, don't think I'm flattering myself, that's just the way Lorelai does everything- excess. Excess coffee, clothes, ...talking." A small grin forms as I think about her more. "Sorry, I shouldn't have even told you this."

"I'm glad you did. You're not mine anymore, --" I guess that answers my question of our definite relationship. "--and I do want to you to be happy, ...and I want you to know I want you to be happy, ...and I really think she can make you happy... You're always thinking about her, Luke."

Why is she being nice all of a sudden? I just yelled my head off at her, earlier, and she's barely ever this nice... She must have just had sex.

"...I'm sorry about this, Nicole--...this whole relationship... My heart wasn't in it. It should have never gotten this serious." Oh, I shouldn't have said that. That hurt her. God, I'm being awful tonight.

"Just promise to tell her now you feel now. I really don't want what happened to me happen to another woman."

Did she just crack a joke?... Oh, no, she was dead serious. At least Rachel wanted me to tell Lorelai for the sake of Lorelai and mine's relationship.

"I'll see you later, Nicole." I put a twenty on the table, no way it could have been more than that. I just wanna get out of here, away from Nicole, away from this 'romantic ambiance'.

I make it to the deck, and it's covered with couples, holding hands, kissing, you name it, they're doing it... Okay, maybe not everything, because that would be illegal, but in my current state it's pretty damn disgusting. I just don't want to think about couples, relationships, love, ...missing love.

Lorelai and I have come pretty far. We met, I thought she was insane... but in a good way. We flirted back and forth. Once I saw her flirt with other men, I figured out I wasn't exactly as special as I thought I was. It's my fault for ever getting to attached, having such a...'crush'... Then we actually became friends. I'd fix stuff at her house, she'd call me if she needed help, we'd actually talk about important stuff, and not just how bad coffee is for you. We continued the flirting, I almost kissed her a few times... She told me I'd always be in her life, I hope that still applies. If I get too scared, I hope we can still be friends. Why am I so scared of this? I know it'd be amazing.

Do I just not want us to break up? That's still possible if we stay friends. I think it's happened a couple times before. Last year was bad though, I can't have that again. If we break up, we could stay friends, couldn't we? God, I hope we don't break up. Then again, maybe I'm scared, cause I don't want someone to depend on me, ...but she already pretty much does that, so no... Maybe, I'm afraid to really fall in love. Maybe, I'm afraid I'll lose her, ...and I come back to that again.

What am I so scared of? What's wrong with me? Is it that I don't like change? I know I don't, so maybe that is it, ...but what would change? Other than I could kiss her and have sex with her... what would change? Nothing. Now, I know I'm not scared of the having sex and kissing her part, so it must not be change either.

...I'm gonna go to sleep. When I wake up, I'll be there. Then I can do... whatever it is I'm gonna do.

"Luke, Luke, wake up, Hon."

God, why is she shaking me? "What the Hell is wrong with you? I'm not a Yahoo."

"Luke, we're here. I thought you might want to know."

"...What time is it?"

"...3 am."

"Why are you awake at three am?"

"It doesn't matter... Anyway, I woke you up; I'm gonna get some sleep now, okay?"

"Mm-hmm."

"Goodnight."

"Thanks, Nicole."

She kisses me, but I'm nice enough that I'm not gonna tell her how grossly weird that was for me.

I grab my jacket and put it on. "Bye."

"Bye, Luke."

And I leave. I leave the room, the floor, the boat.

Eventually, after about for bad directions, I get to the motel. The man at the desk tells me the directions to the room, and again I get lost, (Maybe, my French is a just a teeny bit off.) but I make my way to room 12, and now it's like 4 in the morning. Lorelai'll be so mad if I wake her up... or not... I hope it's 'or not'.

I knock.

...I knock again.

The door opens to reveal a very agitated tired Rory.

"Hi, Rory."

"Why are you here right now. I heard her tell you we need our beauty sleep. Do you not know what 'sleep' means?"

I forgot how cranky Rory can be in the morning. "I'm sorry, I just had to get out of there." And see Lorelai.

"Mom's asleep, but I'm sure she'd love for you to wake her up too." I wonder if Rory knows about her mother's dreams... probably.

"It's okay, I can wait for her to wake up... In fact can I crash here 'til she does? I'm used to chairs now, so I won't take up any room."

"Mom says you snore."

"Oh, ...well, then nevermind I won't sleep."

"You can sleep... It probably won't wake me up, ...but if it does, you're gong in the hall."

"Okay."

She steps aside to let me in.

The moon's really bright tonight, so the room isn't too dark.

I slip off my jacket, and toss it on the chair.

"You're wearing a sweater?" Rory asks.

Why is she asking that? "Um, yeah."

"Mom'll love that." I'm up for that!

I make my way over to where Lorelai's sleeping.

My breath gets knock out of me. God, she's gorgeous. My tired frown curls up into a smile. She's smiling too. I'd love to know what she's dreaming about. I think Rory's watching me watch her. "She obviously doesn't snore."

"No, but sometimes she makes other noises- you're name for one," she mutters under her breath, I don't think she wanted me to hear it, but it's really quiet here, and I don't have such bad hearing. Yeah, I think she probably knows about the dreams.

I stand there watching Lorelai 'til Rory's under the covers again.

What did I do to deserve this? She's too perfect. I lean down to her forehead, and kiss her.

"Luke," she whispers.

My loud knocking didn't wake her up, but this does?

"Luke... Luke" Or maybe that didn't wake her up either. She gets louder. "Oh, Luke."

God, Lorelai really? Rory has to listen to this? That's awful, yet another thing the poor girl has to endear from this woman.

Rory rolls over. She throws something (a book?) at Lorelai's head.

"Oww!"

"Shut up!"

Lorelai hasn't opened her eyes, and has yet to know I'm here. I kiss her on the forehead again.

Now she opens her eyes.

"Luke!" I can't believe I made her look this happy.

She throws her arms around me pulling me down to the bed for a minute.

"I never thought I'd see you again."

"Same here," I say into her neck as she continues to hug me.

She pulls back and kisses me on the cheek, then the other.

I guess France is rubbing off on her. Then she does something I'd never think she'd do in real life.

7

And I just kiss him, and I don't know how or why, it just happens.

I've been asleep maybe an hour when Rory wakes me up, so I'm so tired, ...and I kiss him. And not just a friendly 'hello' kiss either.

A tear rolls down my cheek as I kiss him harder and harder. My tongue slides in to meet his as I pull him on top of me.

7

Yep, France is definitely rubbing off on her, and she's really good at it. Now I'm half on top of her. One of her hands digs its nails into my back.

Now she's trying to get up, and I help her. She slings her legs over the side of the bed without breaking contact with me. She stands up and turns us around. Now she lowers me onto the bed.

7

I'm pretty much straddling him and shoving my tongue down his throat... exactly what I've been wanting to do.

Small moans escape from our mouths at the same time, and I move to his jaw line and up to his ear.

"Loreai... stop."

"What? Does this hurt?" I bite his ear again.

"Yes."

"Kinda the point, Luke. It just means I'm working." He kisses me on the cheek, but says it again.

"Lorelai, stop."

"I don't wanna."

7

"Well, neither do I, ..but ...," God that feels good, "your daughter's gonna...," my voice cracks and I get goose bumps as she does it again- whatever it is she's doing to my ear. "...become a serial killer if you... continue to tra-a-umatize her like this."

"He's right," Rory yells at her from across the room. "Right now I'm trying not to focus on... whatever it is mother's doing to you over there and on whether I should use knives or guns in my acts."

7

I pull myself off him, and once he's off me, I grab him by his sweater pulling him into me again. I draw away, and kiss him on both cheeks again. He seemed to like it enough the first time, didn't he?

I rest my hands on his chest and smooth out his sweater, which is looking sooo hot on him, and catch my breath.

7

Wow. She's--... wow.

A lock of hair falls in front of her face. I push it back. She's looking me straight in the eyes. I've never seen her like this- happy, turned on, exhilarated, but still somehow fairly shy.

"Now, go back to sleep or go away," Rory yells tiredly in our direction.

Lorelai nods to the bed. "You sleepy, Luke?"

"Not anymore."

"Me neither."

I kick off my shoes, and hop onto the bed in a lying position on my back propped up by my elbows. I stare at Lorelai with an intent grin on my face.

"Oh how you tease me, Danes!"

I crawl to the head of the bed, and lie down again. I pull the covers over me and pat the bed to my side.

7

Luke's acting so differently- playful. I love it! This is so much better than if he had hit me when I kissed him.

I crawl in as well, and scoot up close to him. "You can take off your pants, you know."

Rory makes a disgusted groan, and Luke answers, "I think it'd be better if I didn't."

"Thank you," Rory replies.

"You're no fun," I tell them both.

7

"Come here," I say quietly as I pull her even closer and kiss the top of her head.

"My pleasure," she says just as quietly. She tosses her left arm and leg over me and sighs.

"Tomorrow--"

"Today," she corrects.

"Right, today we're gonna have to talk about some stuff."

"I know," she mutters negatively.

"Okay." I kiss the top of her head again just cause I can. Her hair smells awesome. "Lorelai?" I whisper.

"Mmm?"

"Is this weird for you?"

"Not at all," she answers looking up at me for confirmation that it isn't weird on my end either. "And on your end?"

"... It's perfect."

"Hmm, your end is perfect? Dirty!... and very true."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah."

"...Perfect, Luke?"

"If it's not perfect, I don't know what perfect is... I'll be stunned if I get to heaven, and this isn't on the list of 'perfect' activities."

"Oh, you're not gettin' into heaven with me in your life, cause we're gonna do some baaad things."

"Looking forward to it."

Think this is too unlikely to happen and seems OOC? Well, it's my fic, so deal. The next chapter should be a little more in character I hope. Leave a long review, please!