Luke pulled out of the curb and passed Miss Patty and Babett. Gypsy came up behind the two.

"What's up with him?"

"No clue sugar."

"I think he's gone after Lorelai."

"What happened to Taylor's car?"

"Oh honey, looks like Luke really put a dent in it."

Gypsy turned to look at the fender, as one of the headlights fell out. "Nice shot."

"Oh, Patty here comes Taylor."

"Bye honey."

Miss Patty and Babett hurried off across the block leaving Gypsy to watch a gaping Taylor approach her.

"W-what?"

"Would you like to pay for that with cash, credit, or would you prefer a check?"

Max had pretty much discarded the publishing thing as having any truth to it. He figured that he would stop at the B and B that night if he could and try to sort it all out. She must have had a good reason for leaving so abruptly. If that reason was Luke, he might have to except it and take her back anyways. He wouldn't forgive her, oh no, never that, but he would take her back.

Only, that wasn't his decision to make.

Lorelai and Rory were leaving the Harvard campus. Both covered in Harvard hat's and t-shirts, they were both smiling. Rory was imagining how she was going to be soon, a Harvard College student. Lorelai was smiling while trying to be happy for her daughter and covering up the fact the she her self had wanted to go there at Rory's age, but was already pregnant and didn't have much of a choice.

Rory looked over at her mother to see her smiling with her and decided that now was as good time as ever to strike up a convorsation that didn't involve Harvard's like of foam fingers.

"So Mom, what was that wood thing in our front yard anyway?"

Lorelai 's smile froze at this point, hoping to maybe avoid the subject.

"Who, brought it?"

"Luke." It appeared that the trains of her daughter's thoughts were going to hit anyway.

Apparently, her mother was trying to take on Luke's monosyllabic tendencies, which mean she had hit a nerve. "Luke huh, what's it for?"

"It's a chuppah."

"You mean one of those arches you get married on?"

"A Jewish one at that."

"Couldn't you get smited or something for that?"

"Guess we'll never know." Lorelai smiled for real this time, she had said the same thing to Luke when she first saw it on her front lawn.

"So why did you leave Max?"

"I thought we already went through this."

"Yes, but you never explained why, or how you came to the conclusion."

"I don't know." Lorelai sighed. Her daughter was apparently going to make her ask herself the hard questions again and come up with an actual answer. She herself was still unsure of how this had all happened.

"Did Dad do something?" Rory braced herself for the answer.

"No honey, your dad has nothing to do with it."

"Did Max do something?"

Lorelai could see hear the concern in her daughter's tone and decided that maybe she should figure out what had exactly happened the day that they left. She owed her daughter that much, not only had she run away from her daughter's might have been step-father, but her teacher as well.

"No, he didn't." Silence gave way to the sound of the car's engine working only to be interrupted again.

"Was it Luke?" The question came out meeker than intended and seemed stick in the air.

"I don't know." The answer was as meek as the question it self. She had dreamed that night, and had felt the flannel; the coffee still lingered because of the fresh cups they had picked up from the coffee stand. Visions of Luke came back to Lorelai as she sat in the car while Rory sat in silence, trying to work out what her mother had just said.

"Do you want to be with Luke?"

The question swept all the others away and hit Lorelai just like Luke had hit Taylor's car, it was an accident that she felt this way, it wasn't really intended, but that didn't mean that it didn't bring her some pleasure.

"I don't know."

A few hours later Luke begun to speed slightly as the Inn came into his sights. He subconsciously applauded himself for only having to ask for directions once…though it was from a woman, he would ignore that part. There was nothing wrong with it, it just didn't seem like something that he should be proud of.

The car door shut after him. Seeing Lorelai's jeep beside his gave him some comfort, not to mention that Max's car was no where in sight. Feeling confident he opened the door to the Cheshire Cat.

Rory on the other hand had gone out on a walk so she could clear her head from the affects of her mother's actions. The only thing she hadn't considered is that now she was an open target for conversation. She ducked behind a shrubbery as she discovered that the same couple from breakfast had spotted her, all she could do is wait and hope that they would leave. It wasn't embedded in her nature quite yet to run when her feet said go.

Lorelai was sitting in her room staring up at the only thing that wasn't flower covered, the ceiling. She had tried the floor but found that even it had a small flower pattern sewn into it. She sighed as the smell of coffee and the feel of flannel returned. Her eyes began to relax as the dream slipped in.

Max was caught in some of the worst traffic he had ever seen. After he had finally gotten out of Hartford, which he indeed was in, he found himself getting completely lost because he had ignored the lady from the gas station's advice about taking the back roads. Like any other man, he didn't appreciate a woman's sense of direction. Drumming his fingers on the steering wheel, it began to rain.

"Great."

Rory about come to the conclusion that she would have to stay put at this point because she was surrounded. All of the guests had some kind of agenda that was yet again, not on the schedule.

She turned to get another look at her surroundings as a raindrop met her hand, causing her to stand and look at the sky.

"Oh, hello Rory!"

Rory averted her attention to the crowd of people who now had their eyes on her. "Hi." She smiled weakly at the greeting causing her shoulders to fall in defeat. 'Help.'

Luke watched the water on the window pain as he waited at the front desk. He had already realized that he had absolutely no idea what he was doing, but he had accepted that when he hit Taylor's car. Nothing about this was meant to happen, but it was any way and he figured he might as well be apart of it and do what he should have done a long time ago.

"Would you like to ring the bell?"

TBC

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