I lean against the counter and tilt my head at the pair crossing to Rory's car. "What do you think they're talking about?" I ask Luke.

"I'm actually hoping Rory's getting Lorelai to stop freaking out long enough to realize that there's no force on earth that will keep me from marrying her tomorrow." Luke comments softly.

I glance at him sharply. "What do you mean, exactly?"

Luke shrugs. "Lorelai worries. She's been terrified for the last couple of weeks that she's not good enough, that I'm going to panic and take off."

"She knows that's ridiculous, right?" I lift an eyebrow at him. "I haven't known you all that long mate, but I know that's insane. You love her."

"You've known me long enough Finn." Luke says dryly. "You've been with Rory for nearly a year now, and you met her before that."

"I'm not denying that mate, but why on earth would she think that you would bolt? Bloody hell, you worship the ground she walks on."

He shrugs again. "I don't understand the way her mind works, I just know that she's been worried. Especially since you and Rory took off on Monday." He glares at me.

I lift a hand. "Hey. Now that was her idea."

"You didn't have to go along with it."

I turn to face him with my arms crossed over my chest. "Let's try an example. You've taken Lorelai to Columbia, and are sitting in a coffee roasting plant as the first batch of a rare coffee is being brewed for her and her alone. She looks at you with a smile and tells you to take her away from it all, leave all communication with the world behind and just live for one another for five days. Do you point her at the coffee and say 'huh'?"

"No, I grab her and run." Luke pauses. "What's your point?"

"Rory, my lovely girlfriend whom I hadn't seen hide nor hair of in three weeks because she was studying, walked up to me and said 'yes, its midterms and I'm not completely done, and my mum is getting married in six days, but I'm going to re-arrange my entire schedule so you can take me away'. What do you think I did? Did I point her at her exams and mum and say 'huh'?"

Luke winces. "Right."

I scoff. "Bloody hell right. I grabbed her and ran."

The door bursts open suddenly, and I turn to face said girlfriend, whose eyes are flashing. "My mother knew about the house!"

Oh bloody hell. Now I'm really in for it. "Love, calm down. I already told you she didn't know where it was."

"I'm noticing you're not denying that she knew about it."

I sigh. I'm in the hole now. No getting out. Might as well just admit to it all. "Well of course she knew about it, how else would I have gotten all of your books and such there?"

"Finn! You told me my mother would have no idea where we were!"

"Well, to be fair, technically she didn't, as she doesn't precisely know where the house is." I spread my hands. She moves forward, and pinches my waist. "OW!" I pull away. "What did you go and do that for?" I lean forward. "What if I bruise? Will you kiss it better?"

Her hands reach out and smack my stomach. "Shut up, I'm mad at you!" she clips.

"Rory, calm down." Lorelai's voice offers from the door.

She whirls on her mother. "You stay out of this. How could you keep a secret like that from me? How could you have known that he was going to ask me to move in with him and not tell me?"

Dig deeper Thaddeus. Dig the hole deeper. Maybe if you dig the hole deeper you can hide from the wrath of Lorelai.

"What do you mean ask you to move in with him?" Lorelai asks sharply, narrowing her eyes at me. "He told me he wanted your books to make you a library so that you'd visit him more often."

I glance down at Rory, and nearly groan at her deer in headlights expression. "Pet, you have to talk to her before she carves my bits off with that spoon on the counter." I whisper down into Rory's ear.

As Lorelai moves closer, and Rory backs into me, we all turn as Luke begins to laugh hysterically.