That Fateful Day in Luke's

Disclaimer: I am in no way associated with Gilmore Girls. Well, other than having all 5 seasons on DVD and watching the show religiously…None of these characters are mine, unless I make some up, but that'll be obvious 33

Summary: This takes place way before season 1, when Luke and Lorelai first met. Switching points-of-view, Luke and Lorelai's relationship grows into something neither of them dreamed of. Note: may not take the course of the actual show, other than main events like Lorelai's graduation and Rory's graduation and crap like that.

Chapter 4: Keys and Things

A/N: Sorry, I haven't had much time to write! Finals and India… Lorelai POV. This is going to be an extremely short chapter…Thanks my lovely beat (who totally triples!), OkGoPrettyMuchRules!

A/N2: Just curious, are any of you guys Indian? (Random, I know)

Max's face instantly darkens. I can just hear him asking himself what he did wrong. "Hon, calm down, I'm not breaking up with you!" I reassure, and his face immediately relaxes. "What do you think of this town?" I ask.

"Uh…I like it…" Max answers, unsure.

"How much do you like it?" Geez, I'm starting to sound like Emily, relentlessly interrogating a person until they lose the will to live.

"I like it a lot…" Max replies, still unsure of where I'm going with this.

"Like it enough to be here, say, everyday?" I suggest.

"What are you talking about?" Max inquires, suspicion crawling across his face. I hope he finds this to be a good surprise!

"I mean you're always here anyway…" I trail off when a smile breaks Max's features.

"Are you asking me to move in with you?" he asks.

"Maybe…" I drop my gaze, drawing little circles on the leather of the seat before looking up to see him grinning madly. "So what do you think?"

"Well…" In response, Max leans forward and kisses me full on the mouth.

"So is that a yes?" I ask once my breath returns, hoping against hope it is a yes.

"What do you think?" Max shoots back, trying hard to keep from laughing.

"I think that's a yes," I answer, and, by the look on his face, I'm right. Yay! Leaning in, I kiss him softly on the lips before we go on to the movies.

8D

A/N: Okay, put down the torches and pitchforks; it will get better. I did not make this a Java Junkie fanfic for nothing! It'll just take a while!

Luke

"Rory, what are you looking for!" I demand, causing the sixteen year old to jump, knocking her head on the bottom of the table under which she is frantically searching.

"What do you think?" She shoots me a look that has the words 'isn't it obvious?' written all over it and flies back under the table. "My key ring!"

"What do you need it for that is so urgent?"

"Um, I don't know, to get into my house!" Rory emphasizes.

"What about the key in the turtle?" I ask. "It's a turtle, right?"

"Yes it is a turtle, and it is empty! Now shush and help me look!" Rory demands. She should be wearing a military officer's hat when she says that.

"Does the key ring have anything distinguishing on it?" I inquire, looking behind the counter, picking up a fallen velvet box. I open the box to find a dazzling engagement ring: a white gold band with small diamonds around the entire ring, and in the center is an amazingly flawless diamond and two tiny sapphires set in. Whose could it be?

Standing up, I don't hear Rory tell me it has a Hello Kitty™ keychain, because I'm still trying to figure out how the ring ended up behind my counter. Rory's voice pulls me out of my thoughts.

"Luke!"

"Yeah?" I hurriedly reply.

"What are you looking at?" Rory closes the distance between us and peers at the box, still open, and the ring. Gasping, Rory says, "Where did you get that?"

"I found it!" I glance at Rory, her eyes wide with amazement.

"Where was it?" she asks incredulously, and I show her the dusty little compartment at the very bottom of the counter. "Hey, what's this?" Rory pulls out a note. It's pretty old by the looks of it. The paper is yellowing and flimsy, covered in dust.

8D

Lorelai

Halfway through the movie, I raise my head from its resting place on Max's shoulder. Oh. My. God. What the hell was I thinking? Why did I ask Max to move in with me? I haven't even talked to Rory about this! I mean, he's her English teacher! I'm such an idiot!

A/N: What did I say about it being short? I haven't even reached one thousand words! This chapter is basically a filler to tide you over until I can update again, especially since I haven't updated in at least two weeks because I was in India! Sorry! Leave reviews so I know you still love me!