A/N: Sorry for the wait. I must have written this chapter like 3 times. I decided this was the best one. The others just didn't satisfy me. I would have posted the first version if had let me, but theyre evil. This might not be up for a while cause of them. So here it is. Enjoy.

BTW, I'm ignoring Christopher. (Or, as I fondly call him, The Bastard Who Will Ruin Everything or BWWRE). He's long gone and Lorelai is over him. Hope that's clear. Have I mentioned how much I hate him? Bastard.

To answer MAK, it is while Rory is in Washington, I believe I said so in chapter one. Its alright if you missed it.

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Chapter Two: Confused

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Lorelai woke quite suddenly, gasping for breath. She sat up and pressed her palms to her bed, letting the fear dissipate.

What had happened? That had been horrifying. She had never felt such terror before, at least not because of a dream. She pressed one of her hands to her heart. It danced wildly against her chest.

She had just started to calm down completely when there was a knock on the front door. It surprised her, especially when she looked at her alarm clock and it told her it was 2 o'clock in the morning. She through off her covers and retrieved her robe, slipping it on. On her way out her bedroom door, she grabbed a shoe. Not the best weapon, but good enough.

She wasn't exactly scared, just nervous. She edged down the stairs, watching the door cautiously. The knocking stopped and so did Lorelai. She froze on the first landing, gazing intently at the foyer. Nothing happened, so she continued until she was at the door. When she looked through the peephole, there was nobody there. A chill raced down her spine.

Had she been hearing things?

Her fear started to rise. All she could hear was the slight buzz that accompanies silence. She turned and moved towards the stairs. She was at the first step when she heard it. A door jiggling. She closed her eyes and tried to take three deep breaths. She didn't make it through one.

It was coming from the kitchen. She raised the arm holding the purse and inched towards the back door. The jiggling continued. It scared her mostly because it resembled her dream.

Then the lock started to jiggle. She stopped and started to breathe faster. The door unlocked and the doorknob twisted and the door swung open. Lorelai let out a screech and swung the purse at the intruder. She came in contact with a chest and she heard a loud growl of pain.

"Lorelai!"

She had just raised the purse to strike again when she heard the familiar voice. She hadn't noticed she'd closed her eyes until she opened them and found herself looking at Luke. She swung the purse anyway, though not as hard, and hit him in the arm.

"What the hell, Luke? What are you doing?" She felt suddenly angry. He had no reason to scare the shit out of her.

"I tried the front door but you didn't answer. I knew the front door lock was still good but I knew the back door lock was broken so I knew I could get in this way. I thought something was wrong."

He sounded indignant. She didn't care.

"It's 2 o'clock in the morning, Luke! What are you doing here?"

Luke gave her a dubious look, like she needed some sense knocked into her. "Lorelai…Are you serious?"

She made a 'DUH' gesture. "Of course I'm serious. I can't be witty at 2 IN THE MORNING."

"Lorelai, you called me."

Her eyes widened. "What?"

"You called me like ten minutes ago. You said you needed me, that you were in trouble. So I got dressed and came over as fast as I could."

"I…What are you talking about? I don't remember calling you."

He laid a hand on her arm for comfort, though she didn't know why he was comforting her. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine!" she exclaimed angrily, brushing his hand off. "But I still don't understand what you're doing here."

"You called me, Lorelai. I spoke to you on the phone. I swear Lorelai. Why would I lie about this?"

His eyes were so earnest and blue, that she couldn't help but believe him.

"Are you sure?"

"I'm certain."

Lorelai gave him an odd look and then went into the living room. Luke naturally followed. She flopped onto the couch and Luke flopped next to her.

"What's going on? I don't remember calling you. I don't need help. I mean, I had a really bad dream, but I didn't need you."

Luke stared at the coffee table, thinking. "Maybe you were sleep walking?"

"What?"

"Well, not sleep walking, but doing stuff in your sleep."

Lorelai chuckled. "That is so dirty."

His look meant death. "Lorelai…"

"Sorry."

"Isn't it the least bit possible?"

"I…guess. But it's never happened before."

"Well…have you been getting enough sleep?"

"As much as I normally do."

"Are you stressed out?"

"No more than usual."

"That leaves one conclusion."

Lorelai raised an eyebrow. "And what's that?"

He said, matter-of-factly, "Coffee has gotten to you. You're body is so full of coffee, it's taken control. I told you so. Didn't I tell you so?"

Lorelai rolled her eyes. "Luke, you are retarded."

"You have to admit it. What else could it be? Nothing. It's the coffee."

"Luke…" Lorelai whined, drawing out his name.

"I knew it. I am all knowing." He was teasing her now. She liked it. "I don't know how you could have doubted me."

He started rambling about his point and how coffee is evil and Lorelai just kept whining. She finally had enough and lunged forward to cover his mouth with her hand. The action brought them quite close together and for a moment, they just stared at each other. But Lorelai panicked and drew away, letting her hand drop to his leg. She didn't want to lose all contact with him.

"I think it's something else."

He eyed her. "Maybe, but I'm sticking with my theory."

"Luke…You frustrate me."

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To Be Continued

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There you have it! I'm not gonna beg for reviews, but you may review if you please. Next one should be up soon.