Disclaimer: Don't want them….
"What the hell?" Came a shout from inside Lorelai's office. "Why the hell are you doing this to me now? I mean why not just wait until next weekend, give everyone a damn show!" Those standing outside had not been able to pass without hearing bits of the fight, Max's voice being highly distinguishable because of the fact that it was a high-pitched screech. As Sookie, Jackson, and Michel piled around the door, the argument escalated inside.
"Max." Lorelai protested. "You're not being fair."
"Fair? Fair, Lorelai. If you want to talk about fair, I'll tell you what's not fair. It's not fair that you said yes when I asked you to marry me. It's unfair that you're telling me that our wedding is canceled a week before the damn date. It's not fair that you say you don't love me when I know you do, and it's more than definitely not fair that you're telling me that you're in love with Luke and not me. Now Lorelai do you honestly see me as not being fair?" Though Lorelai's eyes were still full with tears, it was easy to see that behind those tears a spark had ignited, and Lorelai was riding a small fuse. "What could you possibly see in him that you don't see in me? Honestly Lorelai, you can do much better than a damn diner owner…"
"You let me tell you something about that "damn" diner owner…" Lorelai began in a low whisper, her voice shaking with fury, her voice escalating as she spoke. "That damn diner owner is a wonderful man, the man I love. That man feeds us, fixes our house, gives us coffee, offers a shoulder to cry on when we need it, shuts down his diner to rush me to visit my angina-filled dad, brings ice to Rory's birthday party, comes to Rory's birthday parties, helps me find her damn chick, makes my kid mashed potatoes for a week when that's all she'd friggin eat for a week, hell do you honestly want me to go on?" She watched in satisfaction as his face paled. "And you have the balls to sit there and talk to me about fair? Well let me tell you something Max Medina, do you think it's fair to be proposed to in the middle of a fight? Do you think it's fair that you never heard me tell you I love you and yet you still wanted to marry me knowing I'd never really say it? Do you know how it feels for me to stand here and listen to you talk about him like he's beneath you? You are such a snob. What would you have done when we were married? Luke is always and will always be in mine and Rory's life, would you have accused me of sleeping with him every time we even talked to each other? Because if my memory serves me right you accused me of it the night you proposed! Lord, just get out!" Her body began to shake uncontrollably and she slowly fell into her leather chair.
"We're not done yet…" Max said slowly.
The door behind Max burst open and he found himself staring into a set of cold, blue eyes. "I think you'd better leave."
A/N: Who do you want it to be? If you don't review and tell me I won't know what to write and the sooner you review the sooner I update. I don't want just two or three reviews telling me who they want either, I want lots. Don't be mad, you'd do it too if you was me. I'm still online and will be until five, don't waste any time.