"Sookie, you've really outdone yourself this time." Lorelai proclaimed. "This is by far the best food I have ever eaten."

"You should come work at my diner." Luke teased. "You would be great for business."

"Excuse me." Lorelai laughed. "She works at my inn."

"So, that doesn't make her yours." Luke smiled.

"Oh, yes it does." Lorelai grinned.

"Didn't your mother ever teach you to share?" Luke asked playfully.

"No." Lorelai answered shortly. "She didn't."

"Sadly, I believe you."

Sookie smiled, she had been noticing the connection between Luke and Lorelai for a while now. It was refreshing to watch how light hearted they could be with one another.

"Well, Jackson and I should be heading home." Sookie replied standing from the table. "It's getting late."

Jackson stood and looked at his watch. "Yeah, I'd like to make it home in time to watch Little House On The Prairie." Laughter filled the room. "What?" Jackson asked offended.

"Little House On The Prairie?" Luke asked.

"Yes, Little House On The Prairie."

"The tv show from the 70's?" Lorelai confirmed.

"And part of the 80's." Jackson added. "Oh, come on, what is wrong with Little House On The Prairie?" Jackson stubbed up. "It's a very moralistic tv show."

"We know, Jackson." Lorelai replied. "It's just..."

"What? The fact that Little House On The Prairie is for old people and wanna be cowboys?" Jackson replied.

"Hey, who are we to sterotype anyone." Luke answered.

"Come on, Jackson." Sookie smirked. "Or you'll miss it."

"Oh, don't worry, he can still make it in time for The Waltons." Luke chuckled.

"Bye, Charles. By Caroline." Lorelai waved as Sookie and Jackson made their way out the door.

Lorelai and Luke looked at each other for a moment and then laughter broke out again.

Luke sighed. "Poor Jackson."

"Poor Sookie." Lorelai added.

"Well, I guess I should be leaving as well." Luke stood from his seat. "Thanks for inviting me over." Luke focused on Rory. "I'm glad to see your feeling better, Rory."

"Thanks." Rory smiled.

"I'll see you at the diner tomorrow?" Luke asked Lorelai.

"As always." She replied. "Good night John Boy."

"Good night." Luke smiled.

Luke walked out the door, leaving the Gilmore girls alone.

"Well, you've had quite the busy day." Lorelai stated as she walked over to her daughter. "I bet your exhausted."

"Not really." Rory replied.

"Oh? Up for a movie then?" Lorelai asked happily.

"Sure." Rory smiled. "You said we had a lot of catching up to do."

"I did." Lore agreed. "Let's go change into our PJ's and meet back here in 5 minutes."

Lorelai dashed upstairs as Rory slowly wandered into her room. Rory gazed around in her room at all the unfamiliar objects. Was this stuff really her's? She took notice of the pictures of her and a young Korean girl. This must have been Lane. Lorelai had told her about their special friendship. Lane was currently visiting with family in Korea, but Lorelai explained how supportive Lane had been over the passed for months. Rory regained her focus of why she had initially came into the room, and that was to find her PJ's. As she searched from drawer to drawer, she stumbled across a small box filled with letters and pictures.

"Ready!" Lorelai called as she stood in the doorway of Rory's room. She stared at a fully dressed Rory. "Having trouble finding your PJ's?" Lorelai asked.

Rory held open the box of letters and pictures. "Who is this?" Rory asked. Lorelai walked over and took the picture from Rory's hand. "He wrote me all these letters, didn't he?" Rory continued. "Who is he?" Rory asked again.

"He was your boyfriend." Lorelai replied solemnly.

"My boyfriend?" Rory asked. "I had a boyfriend?"

"Dean." Lorelai confirmed.

"How long were we together?"

"Not long." Lorelai replied. "I suppose he wrote you most of these letters before you actually started dating."

"Oh." Rory gazed at one of the pictures. "He's very handsome." She let a frown flow across her face. "I suppose he's seeing someone else by now. I can't blame him though, he didn't know I would wake up."

Lorelai's eyes began to tear up as she tried to form the words to tell her daughter the truth. "Rory, sweetie, he's not seeing anyone else."

"He's not?" Rory asked cheerfully, but then her cheer vanished as she saw the pain in her mother's eyes.