A/N- Thanks so much to all of the reviewers! Please, please, please read and review. Oh, and sorry about two Lorelai chapters in a row, the next one WILL have Rory.

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On Saturday, at seven o'clock, Michael picked up Lorelai and took her to the Chinese Restaurant, The Flaming Dragon. "Michael Hanson, I have a reservation for two," Michael said to the seator. She nodded and led the two to a table near the window.

"Well, this is something," Lorelai said, smiling.

"Better than Poptarts?" he asked teasing her.

"It comes pretty close."

"Wow, that's high praise. I'll be sure to tell the owner."

"He will appreciate it." Lorelai agreed.

"What would you like to order?" the waitress asked.

"I would like sesame chicken" Lorelai said.

"I would like tofu with mixed vegetables," Michael said.

"And to drink?" the waitress asked.

"I would like an apple martini," Lorelai replied.

"Make that two," Michael added. The waitress nodded and left.

"Eew, a healthy man!" Lorelai exclaimed jokingly.

"Excuse me?" Micheal asked confused.

"Tofu with mixed vegetables. Relax, I'm just joking," Lorelai informed her confused date. He smiled at her.

"So, has anything gone on in the past week?" Michael asked her.

"Nothing here."

"Have you ran into your ex-fiancé?"

"No. He owns a diner that has the best coffee in the world. I want to go there and get some, but he kicked me out right before I met you. That's why I was so upset. I haven't been there since. I want to, but he doesn't want me there."

"Oh, I'm sorry."

"How's Michaela?" Lorelai asked.

"Oh, she's fine. I heard from James yesterday," he said, "he said that Lisa, my ex-wife and her new husband, William, are leaving tomorrow for a month to go to India."

"Is he going to be alright?"

"He said it was spontaneous. He offered the trip to Lisa and she said yes without even thinking about James. I'm going to pick him up after our date. I'm going to try to get custody of him."

"Would you like me to come along?"

"That would be nice, thanks. I don't want to face Lisa alone. Things are kind of uncomfortable between us."

"I can imagine. I would also love to meet James. He sounds like a great kid. Michaela too. How old are they?"

"Michaela's five and James is fourteen."

"Wow, they're young. It stinks that they have to go through this."

"Yes, it does. So how's Rory?"

"She's been better. Her boyfriend left for London two months ago. His father sent him there. She's not taking it very well. Also, while in London, he met Rebecca. She called Rory recently because she found her number on his phone. So Rory found out about her. Understandably, she did not take that very well and ran off to once of her friend and former boyfriends, Jess. Logan flew home from London and caught Rory and Jess kissing. Then they got in a fight. Now Logan's back in London, and Rory's with Jess. She doesn't love him though. She still loves Logan. Logan still loves Rory. Logan's not going to give up on her this easily. They've been through rough times before. Oh, I'm sorry, I', droning on and on. You're probably not interested in the Gilmore problems."

"No, no. It's fine. Sometimes it helps to talk things out."

"Yeah. Michael?"

"Yes?"

"Are you sure you're not a psychologist in disguise?"

Michael laughed at this. "Yeah, I'm sure, Lorelai. Their food came and the two of them dug in and talked about what was going on and their families. By the end of the meal, Lorelai had told Michael her life-story. After Michael paid for the meal, they got into his car and drove to William's house to pick up James.

"Hi Dad," James said when he opened his door. He looked at Lorelai. "Who's this?"

"I'm Lorelai Gilmore. It's very nice to meet you James," Lorelai introduced herself. She looked at James. He was a tall, skinny, brown-haired boy. He had brown eyes and his hair was long and wavy and fell below his ears. He carried a duffel, a backpack, and a skateboard in his hand.

"Nice to meet you Ms. Gilmore," James said.

"Call me Lorelai," she asked of him. He nodded.

"Lorelai and I went on a date tonight and I asked her if she would like to come with me to pick you up," Michael informed his son.

"I wanted to meet you because Michael told me so much about you," Lorelai added.

Michael took the duffel from James and put it in his car. "I better go in and tell your mom that I'm picking you up," Michael said.

"Oh, she and William went out for dinner," James said.

"Have you eaten?" Lorelai asked concerned.

"Mom left me some leftover turkey from last night," James replied.

"Would you like some dessert?" Lorelai asked.

"Yes please," he responded, surprised at how nice she was to him.

"Where?" Michael asked Lorelai.

"Taylor's Ice Cream Parlor," Lorelai replied. Michael nodded and the three of them went to Michael's car.

"We should pick up Michaela on the way. She would not be happy if we went for ice cream without her."

They drove to Michael's house and picked up Michaela. She was a cute, little, brown-curly haired, five-year-old girl. She had big blue eyes that lit up when her brother told her that they were going out for ice cream. They drove to the ice cream parlor. Once in the parlor they each got a different flavor of ice cream. Lorelai treated Michael's kids and allowed them to get as much ice cream as they wanted. Michael cut them of after three helpings. The three of them arrived at Michael's house severely hyper.

"Well, Mike, I should get home," Lorelai said.

"Okay, I'll take you home," Michael said, sad the night was over.

"Would you like to get together tomorrow, around eleven-ish?" Michael asked Lorelai hopefully.

"Yeah, that would be great. I had a really nice time tonight."

"Me too."

Lorelai looked straight into Michael's eyes. He leaned down and kissed her on the cheek. She moved the kiss to their lips. "Goodnight, Michael," she said then smiled.

"Goodnight, Lorelai," he returned and smiled back.