Lorelai raced upstairs and landed on her bed. She began to cry. Why was she so different than her parents? They never agreed on anything, and now, just when Lorelai has some actual good in her life, they want to snatch it away and replace it with something from their world. Lorelai grabbed her phone and dialed Luke's number.

"Hello?" William answered.

"William, is Luke there?" Lorelai asked sniffling.

"Well, hello, Lorelai." William cheerfully replied. "Yes, he's here. Oh, and I'm glad you remembered to call me William this time."

Lorelai waited for Luke to pick up the phone. "Hey." Luke replied into the receiver.

"Luke." Lorelai's voice broke and she began crying all over again.

"Lorelai, what's wrong?" Luke asked alarmed.

"Everything!" She whined.

"Lorelai, calm down." Luke soothed. "Tell me what happened."

"Emily Gilmore is the most hideous woman in the world!" scoffed Lorelai. "She's intent on making my life a living hell, and she's doing a very good job!"

"What did she do?" Luke asked, trying to fit together some type of story.

"She made me go to that damn dinner party. Then Christopher shows up and he's not dreading seeing me at all, in fact it's been his life goal over the last four years. So I get there and he's all like "Oh come with me." So we go up stairs and he shows me all these old love letters that he has written to me since the seventh grade, but he never sent them out cause he wasn't capable of handling the embarrassment of being turned down. Then I tell him I have a boyfriend and that I love you. And I do Luke, I love you so much."

Wow, what a rant. "I love you, too." Luke replied.

"We come back downstairs and my mother thinks I've been messing around with him. He does a horrible job at covering. Then, she invites him for dinner next Tuesday. My father thinks it's adorable that some stalker is in love with me, and in the end I get lectured for going into his room!" Lorelai let out a roar of frustration. "I can't take it anymore!"

Luke thought for a moment. "So, you went into some guy's room tonight?"

Lorelai's face drooped. "Please, don't Luke. Please." she begged.

Luke replied. "If you say you didn't do anything, then I believe you."

"I hate him." she snapped. "I've actually known him for 3 hours and I've formed a hatred deeper than all the oceans, longer than the Wall of China, and higher than the top of Mt. Everest."

"It'll be okay. Just suffer through the dinner Tuesday. He'll catch on soon enough that you're not interested. If he doesn't, then I'll talk to him."

Luke sounded so calm and sure of himself. Lorelai was a wreck at that moment, and though her world felt as if it were going to shatter into a million pieces, Luke could hold it together effortlessly. She truly loved him, with all of her heart. He was what made her happy. He was what kept her going day after day.

"Luke," she began in a calmer, lower voice. "You said where I lead, you will follow." She swallowed heavily. "I'm leaving Hartford."

"What?" Luke asked surprised. "Where are you going."

"Anywhere." she replied. "Anywhere, but here." She intensely waited his reply. "Are you coming?"

"Lorelai, what about high school? What about college?" he asked.

"We'll figure it out. We can make it, I know we can." she said boldly. "Please, Luke, I don't want to leave without you."

"You're serious?" Luke asked.

"Yes."

"When are we leaving?"

"Tonight."