"I'll call the police, you call all her friends from school and see if she's ran to one of their houses." Richard galloped down the stairs and headed for his study.

Emily wiped away at a few tears that had been building up in her eyes. As she was about to exit Lorelai's room she noticed the picture of Luke sitting beside Lorelai's bed. All of a sudden, it clicked.

"Pull over." Lorelai replied when came close to another gas station.

"Again?" Luke asked in bewilderment. "You're kidding."

"I'm not kidding. Pull over." Lorelai replied.

Luke pulled the truck into the gas station and parked it. He sighed. "Go on." he waved his hand. Lorelai smiled and opened the squeaky old door. A few minutes later she walked out with a large cup of coffee in one hand and a soda in the other.

"Here." she reached Luke the soda as she closed the door to the truck.

"I've created a monster." Luke replied as he watched Lorelai take a drink of coffee.

"Thank you, master." Lorelai answered in a gruesome, monster mimicking, voice.

As Luke was about to pull out onto the main highway, the truck suddenly died. Luke immediately tried to restart it. Time after time ended in complete failure.

"I don't believe this." Luke replied. "We've broken down."

"What's so unbelievable about that?" Lorelai remarked taking a look around inside the truck. "This truck is like 25 years old. In truck years, that's like 80."

Luke ignored Lorelai's random comment and hopped out of the truck. "Well no better place to breakdown than at a gas station."

"See, coffee saved us." Lorelai gleamed.

"I'm going to see if there's a mechanic around." Luke walked inside the gas station.

Emily walked into Richard's office and held up the picture of Luke. Richard hung up the phone and stood from his chair. "How long do you think they've been gone?" Richard asked.

"They must have left sometime last night." Emily replied.

"I'm going to call Luke's father, perhaps he knows something." Richard grabbed his address book and searched for William's phone number.

"Hello?" The soft warm voice of William answered.

"Mr. Danes?" Richard asked.

"Yes?"

"This is Richard Gilmore, Lorelai's father. It seems as if my daughter and your son have taken off together."

"Ah, yes, Luke left a note. I found it earlier this morning." William sounded calm and easy going.

"He left a letter?" Richard asked. "What did it say?"

"Just that he had to go somewhere and that he would call when got there."

Richard became angry at how calm William was responding to the whole situation. "How could behave so rationally about this?" Richard asked as his voice began to climax.

"Oh, now, Mr. Gilmore Luke has a good head on his shoulders. If he feels as if he needs to go somewhere, then I'm sure that he has a good reason for going there."

"Your son has taken away my daughter." Richard scoffed. "You may find two sixteen year olds running away together to be "good sense", but I sir do not. I intend on finding my daughter and bringing her home safely." Richard quickly hung up the phone, giving William no chance to respond.

"What did he say?" Emily asked eagerly.

"He's perfectly fine with it." Richard replied in disbelief. "No wonder the boy has problems, he has an unfit father."

"Well we can't just sit here."

"I've already informed the police." Richard remarked. "There's not too much we can do at the moment."