It's hard to believe a year ago I started this little adventure as a one shot, that's right I never intended things to go this far… but I'm glad I did!

In honor of my 27th Birthday, We give you four chapters!

Written in the Stars
By Gilmoregirl1979 (the reigning Quote Queen)

Rating: PG-13

Hi this is your friendly disclaimer: I REJECT ASP's REALITY AND SUBSTITUE MY OWN! Once again, I don't own (DAMN IT! DAMN IT DAMN IT DAMN IT DAMN IT!), No Harm No Sue.

R/R: Yes, please I love reviews; I wanna marry them (as previously stated, I have strange passions.)

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Chapter 46:
Game, Set, Match

Richard Gilmore loved to shower his wife with gifts, just to give her a sign of his affection, worthy gifts for her gracing his life for nearly 30 years.

Richard was a patient man, but he also knew that one must seize an opportunity when it presents itself. For example, he had been browsing through a jewelry store in Hartford last week and had found the perfect anniversary and birthday presents for his wife, all at the same time. He hadn't been looking for them, they had found him. Granted Emily's birthday wasn't for months, but that didn't mean he couldn't pick them up, add them to their personal articles insurance policy, and then give them to her on the proper dates, as a gentleman always plans ahead. Richard worked hard to provide such luxuries for his wife and he wanted to give her all that she deserved and more.

He was eying some other pieces for his mother as he waited for the person assisting him to retrieve his items. "Here we are, sir," the man returned, only instead of two necklace boxes, the man brought a singe ring box.

"I think there has been some mistake," Richard pointed out. "Unless we are suddenly in the future and you've captured my wife's necklaces in pill sized capsules and expect me to reanimate them by simply adding water."

The sales attendant looked at the slip that had been associated with the ring box, "Pardon my error, the name on this item is also Gilmore, I'll go and …"

"Gilmore?" that caught Richard's attention. "Which Gilmore? It may be a cousin of mine…"

"It says here Lorelai Gilmore," the attendant informed.

"Lorelai Gilmore?" Richard said with surprise; he knew it couldn't have been his mother, she was in London. It must have been his daughter's ring,and with that knowledge that small box suddenly called to him as if his name had been Pandora.

"A relative sir?" the sales attendant asked.

"Umm yes, would you mind, I wonder, if I just had a peek. It's just that, well, I don't want my cousin to try and out do me for my wife's birthday gift."

"Oh, not to worry about that, sir; to my understanding, this is an engagement ring."

"An engagement ring?" and Richard's curiosity doubled.

"Yes sir, oh but perhaps you weren't supposed to know yet and here I've gone and ruined the surprise."

"You can be assured of my …discretion," Richard eased. "Please… may I?"

"Well, the cat's out of the bag now I suppose," and the sales man invited Richard to have a look.

Richard opened it and saw a fine ring, worthy of his daughter's hand, "And why did she drop it off?"

"Just a standard refitting, it was her fiancé's mother's ring. Oh, and I took the liberty of rechecking the settings and cleaning it as I understand from the fiancé that it has been in a safety deposit box for sometime." The sales attendant wanted to be certain that Mr. Gilmore knew that all of his family would receive the very best service if Mr. Gilmore was only to give them out as a recommendation to his affluent friends. "We wouldn't want her to loose one of those sapphires now?"

"Indeed we wouldn't." Richard continued to admire the ring, in awe of the delicate craftsmanship of the diamond flanked with sapphires. Sensible of Luke to keep it in a safety deposit box, "When will they be by to pick it up?" Richard's curiosity made him ask.

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The next day Richard was in the same store. Richard had explained that he had wanted to covertly check out his "cousin's fiancé" before the word spread around the family. In reality, Richard wanted to see his daughter as he only got to see her when Emily would guilt her into coming to holiday gatherings. As he waited for his daughter to show, Richard figured that Lorelai chose this particular jewelry shop since Richard had been coming here for years and she no doubt retained the name.

Richard heard Lorelai before he saw her as he heard her tell Luke, "You didn't have to come all the way back here with me…"

"I wanted to be the one to put the ring on your finger."

Richard had found a prime location behind a display of china and vases to keep him hidden.

Lorelai approached the counter and the attendant, "Lorelai Gilmore, I'm here to pick up my engagement ring."

"Of course ma'm, one moment."

The attendant, a different fellow from the one yesterday, fetched the ring for the engaged couple.

"Here we are, let's see how it fits," and the sales man was about to take Lorelai's hand to slip the ring on, but Luke stopped him.

"Allow me."

Lorelai smiled as she offered Luke her left hand and her breath seemed to catch in her chest as the cool metal slid onto her finger. She admired the ring for a while, moving her hand around, checking it at different angles, and the attendant decided to ask, "How does it feel ma'm?"

She looked at the ring, then to Luke, looking deep in his eyes as she put her hand on her heart to show him the ring too. "It feels like a perfect fit," she smiled at her fiancé and then kissed him.

"Very good ma'm," said the attendant who was a little uncomfortable since the couple kept kissing at his counter and decided to look away out of respect, politely smiling and nodding at other customers, who began to take notice. "They're engaged," he whispered to the curious customers. After a few minutes had passed he dediced to interrupt them. "I assume…" the attendant cleared his throat to get their attention, "I assume you will be wearing it out?"

"Mmm hmm," Lorelai nodded as she pulled away from Luke. Lorelai looked down at her ring finger again, "Oh you're right. I do feel better…this is just what I needed after yesterday with Paul and Mike."

"I thought so…" Luke smiled.

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Richard came home, his head still spinning at the thought that his daughter was getting married. The girl who used to stand on his toes as he danced her around the living room, the one who insisted at ten years old, 'I'm going to go to Yale, just like you,' and took Richard's diploma from his office, had put it in her room, didn't give it back for six months. His little girl, who never did go to Yale, or college for that matter, but got pregnant at sixteen, ran away with a little girl of her own, neither of whom Richard really knew. And just who are Mike and Paul?

Richard knew that wasn't right. Family should come first, a father should know his daughter, and no matter what, Richard vowed he would have his little girl back. Lorelai had grown up so fast and Richard wanted to know his granddaughter before she was all grown up and wouldn't need them, exactly like her mother. On the day Rory got married, Richard wanted to be wanted, invited, welcome, and present.

Emily met Richard at the door. "We have to talk," they said in unison in the foyer.

"You first," Richard said always the gentleman.

Emily took a deep breath to steel herself for repeating what she just learned. "Lorelai is trying to get Luke to adopt Rory, actual name him as her father and legal guardian. I've just had it from Trudy Mahoney, her husband was a judge, you know, and she heard the name Gilmore being discussed, so naturally she kept an ear open. These two lawyers were callously discussing my daughter's situation for anyone in Hartford to overhear. And what's worst… apparently… Lorelai is living with this Luke character … it's a scandal, it's just disgraceful! To think, I sent Lorelai to Cotillion and the best schools and now she's living with that man in a sex palace like a prostitute, all around Rory, who knows how will this affect her down the line. Really, to have that chop shop owner be my granddaughter's guardian."

Richard was a little stunned to learn his daughter was living with him already, maybe even a little disappointed, yet at the same time not surprised. "Hmm," he exhaled gruffly, acknowledging her news."Well that coincides with my news…"

"What?"

"Emily… our daughter is getting married."

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After seeing Luke and Rory interact at the friendly Saturday Barbeque in Stars Hollow, Mike and Paul felt even more confident in their case. Rory seemed shy but forthcoming with conversation, following Luke and Lorelai's lead, and once she put on her Luke's apron to start cooking with Luke she really opened up. Rory had warmed up so much that she invited the lawyers to stay for a movie, because tonight she had picked Remo Williams The Adventure Begins from the video store. However the lawyers declined the offer, wanting to leave the family to their regular routine. Paul and Mike asked their clients if it would be all right to have another barbeque the following weekend, only this time with a social worker tagging along.

With a menu in mind and arrangements made, Ashley Nordheimer stopped by the house the following Saturday and had her own first hand account of the impending family. Ashley found Rory to be happy, healthy, and well adjusted despite her absent father. Ashley also observed the loving, natural bond between Rory and Luke as Rory explained to Mike and Paul what they had missed from the viewing of Remo Williams.

"…and when Chiun said 'It would be better for you to eat this can than what is inside of it,' I laughed and laughed. He reminded me of Luke harping to Mom about her coffee."

Ashley was surprised to learn the vying family had only known each other a year considering how close they all were. It was refreshing to see Rory and Luke so at ease and comfortable which was different from previous cases of stepfathers and daughters.

Ashley interviewed the potential family together, then spoke with Luke and Lorelai as a pair, and finally with each individually. Rory was a little nervous to be interviewed by herself because she didn't want to jeopardize the chances of Luke becoming her dad, but Ashley put her at ease with simple questions about school and her usual routine with Luke and her mother, so Rory answered them honestly.

After seeing the family in action and as soon as Luke's background check was concluded, Ashley didn't see any reason why the judge wouldn't rule in their favor.

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Luke was in his best suit, his only suit, so therefore that made it his best. Lorelai had bought it for him a while ago for Christmas dinner at the Gilmores. Lorelai teased and called it his power suit, no doubt to defer any nerves or tension about going to court, as she tried to lighten the mood while Luke shaved for their court appearance. She sat on the edge of the tub debating what powers Luke would have if he was a super hero in his power suit. Even though it wasn't a trial, just a simple hearing with a judge to present their case, a fairly cut and dry adoption since Lorelai was the birth mother and there was no one to contest custody, still nerves and tensions were high as the household arrived at the courthouse.

After the hearing commenced and the topic of Christopher was brought up, Mike Nicely explained to the judge the situation. "Your honor, we've tried to get in touch with the father, one Christopher Hayden, but he has been rather difficult to reach. Our associate Kevin Frankovich, a PI in California, looked into his whereabouts and the only trace he could find of Christopher Hayden was an old address, which matched an old phone number Ms. Gilmore provided, and also there is some outstanding credit card debts in his name and a police record."

"A police record?" the detail intrigued Judge Garland, "for…?" the judge searched the papers in front of him.

Mike chanced a reluctant glance to Rory, but complied and informed his honor of the arrest, "Drunk and disorderly, and aggravated assault."

The judge seemed to consider the information, "Hmm, and I understand his parents are here in Hartford."

"Yes sir," Mike nodded respectfully.

"And any luck finding him down that avenue?"

"They were unable to reach him," Mike explained.

"His own family?" the judged betrayed a hint of surprise.

"Apparently they aren't that close," Mike said wryly, in a tone that conveyed how unreliable a figure the absent father was, how little any family mattered to him.

"Do her grandparents, the Hadyens want any visitation with Rory?"

"Ummm no sir they don't want any involvement," Paul fielded the question delicately, tried to kindly word it for the sake of Rory being in the room. At the comment, Lorelai took her daughter's hand, thank heaven for small favors. Lorelai could hear Strobe's voice now, we don't acknowledge, Rory, was it, as our granddaughter.

The judge then addressed Luke, "Mr. Danes, why are you seeking custody of Rory Gilmore."

Luke cleared his throat, admittedly a little nervous, "Well, her mother and I are getting married and in the months Lorelai and I have been dating, these two have become my only real family. And if anything happened to Lorelai, I wouldn't want to lose Rory. I've already lost my parents, my sister is … well, doesn't live in the state," even though they were on better terms now, he figured the less said about his once wayward sister the better.

"I object!" Emily Gilmore burst into the room, followed reluctantly by Richard.

"Ma'm, are you a lawyer," Judge Garland asked.

"No, I am her mother," Emily stated haughtily.

Lorelai stood, "Mom? What are you doing here?"

"I'm going to argue on Chris' behalf," Emily said proudly.

Judge Garland observed, "This is highly unorthodox."

"Mom, Chris obviously has no interest, why can't you accept that," Lorelai pleaded.

"Of course he has an interest, he's her father."

"If he has an interest where has he been the last 10 years?"

Ignoring Lorelai's question, Emily went into attack mode, pointing an accusing finger at Luke "This man is unsuitable to be a father."

Judge Garland admonished, "Ma'm, you can't just burst in to my court room with emotional hysterics and pass judgment, that's my job."

"Well, surely you can see this man is inappropriate father figure."

Judge Garland challenged Emily from his stand, "I'm not going to sort out whatever obvious baggage you and your daughter have. My court room is not Jerry Springer and frankly your opinion doesn't matter here."

"Oh it doesn't?" Emily said indignantly. "This man wants to adopt my granddaughter."

Lorelai couldn't restrain herself any longer. "His name is Luke and he's going to be her step father. He has a right to custody."

"Then I want custody."

"What?" Lorelai said in shock, since for 10 years her parents never once imposed themselves in their lives, it was the polite holiday and the rest of the year they were dead to each other.

Emily reasoned, "Well if any Tom, Dick, or Harry off the street can have custody, why not her grandmother."

"Emily please," Richard didn't want this ugliness dragged out in court, especially while a stenographer was taking everything down for public record.

"Mom, you are talking crazy…"

"Well you are crazy if you want to marry someone so beneath you."

"Mom, I swear, this is none of you concern."

"Rory is my only grandchild, that makes it my concern…"

"Not if Luke and I give you more," Lorelai threatened, and then smiled slightly at the priceless look on Emily's face. Lorelai continued in the shocked silence, "Rory is my daughter, I get to choose what's right for her and both of us have chosen Luke."

"Oh she's only a child, she can't make any decisions…"

Luke took offense to that and defended Rory, "Do you know her at all!"

"Well, thanks to you two, apparently I don't!"

"Order, order…" Judge Garland couldn't take it any more and banged his gavel. "I'm gonna call for short recess to let these tempers cool a bit while I review the materials Mr. Danes and Ms. Gilmore have provided."

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In the hall, there were bad cups of coffee and cold shoulders. Rory didn't even try to talk to Emily and only smiled at Richard since, as far as she was concerned, Emily, and by association Richard, were against Luke and her mother. She didn't know these people; they seemed to care about her, but they didn't seem to know her, or care that she wanted Luke as part of her family.

Lorelai downed the coffee, even though it was terrible and threw away the coffee cup in the trash. When she turned around Emily was right in her face.

"Gah! Jeez… makes some noise… aren't you wearing heels?"

"Are you pregnant?" Emily asked, wondering if Lorelai's "more grandchildren" comment wasn't a mere, idle threat. Frankly, she had been expecting such an announcement since Easter.

"What?"

"Are you pregnant?" Emily repeated. "That's the only reason I can think of why you are marrying that man."

Why do people keep assuming that! "Jeez mom, is that the only reason to get married at all? Did you lie about the date on my birth certificate?" Lorelai shot pointedly.

"Lorelai, I'm trying to understand I really am… why you do the things you do? Why? Why marry this man…?"

"Why I do what I do?" Lorelai shot back slowly. Her mother seemed to think she was a scientific phenomenon that needed classification. Lorelai tried to stay civil, "I do what I do because it makes me happy," she said simply. "That's why I eat pizza, that's why I wear jeans, that's why I wear glitter makeup and drink coffee! Okay? Why am I marrying Luke? Luke is his name by the way, but I am marrying him because I love him. For the first time I am really truly, happy… he makes me happy. He goes out of his way to make Rory happy. He takes care of us and puts us first."

"We could have done that if only you asked for help once in a while."

"Mom! That's just it. It wasn't help or caring you were offering, you wanted to control me. You wanted me to be the perfect cookie cutter image of a high class American debutante, no different from anyone else, no original thoughts of her own. Guess what, defying you makes me happy, having Luke be Rory's father would make me very happy, giving you more grandchildren with Luke as the father would make me obscenely happy!" Lorelai said gravely and sternly

Emily seemed horrified at the idea again as Lorelai walked away, back to Luke and Rory, back to her true family.

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Judge Garland now addressed semi cooled tempers, "I have reviewed countless character witnesses testimony from the residents of Stars Hollow and the pictures Mr. Danes and Ms. Gilmore have provided, so now I'd like Miss Gilmore to take the stand."

Lorelai stood up unable to think of what else she could say other than she loved Luke and wanted him to be there always for her and Rory.

"No, not you, the younger Miss Gilmore", and pointed to Rory.

All eyes went to Rory and she felt the weight of their stares as she approached the stand. She tried to remind herself that it wouldn't be as bad as it was on TV since she wasn't a criminal and the judge was really nice before her Grandmother came in to stir his anger.

"Now there is no reason to be nervous," Judge Garland said kindly, "Just tell me, what do you think of Mr. Danes."

Rory really didn't like being the center of attention, particularly under these circumstances. She didn't talk much to strangers since her mom usually did all the talking, but if she was going to be a journalist, she figured she might as well get used to it. "Well, Luke is a really great guy. When my mom first told me she was dating him… honestly I was angry, I wanted her with my real dad."

Lorelai took Luke's hand, afraid that Rory was being too honest, and that fact would ruin their chances,

"But," Rory continued, "…after getting to know Luke, and spending time with him… all the stuff he does for mom and me… he's really great."

"What sort of things has he done for the two of you? Give me a picture; give your grandmother, who you can see is only concerned because she cares about you, give her a picture."

"Well, he feeds us," Rory offered. "He runs a diner and he makes the best food. He makes burgers and fries, but he saves the special stuff for me and mom."

"Could you elaborate on special?"

"Well, he makes lasagna and mom teases him and calls him the lasagna king… just to make me laugh. And some times he makes steak, or lamb chops…or lamb and artichoke stew, and even though mom and I like burgers and fries, he always tries to get us to eat healthy …and you know before I didn't really like vegetables, but if Luke makes them… I eat them right up. He's gonna teach me how to make his special topping for asparagus."

"Hollandaise sauce?" Judge Garland supplied.

"No… it's something with tomatoes and onion…" and Rory started musing on the stand. "I think honey too, it's sort of sweet at the end." Realizing she was getting off track she explained, "That's sort of a game we play… he makes something and I try to guess what's in it. He's been teaching me all he knows about cooking." It was getting easier for Rory; she was just having a conversation, telling everyone about her wonderful dad to be.

"What would you said is your favorite vegetable Luke makes," the judge was amused by Rory's anecdotes, pleased that there were so many and he was naturally curious at how far Luke's influence was on the girl.

"Well, I like the asparagus, but sometimes he will deep fry zucchini even though he doesn't usually like it him self. He makes if for me because he knows it's become my favorite. He's says I'm still too young to work the deep fryer, he doesn't want me to hurt myself, but he's taught me how to make other things."

It was easier to talk about Luke now that she got past her initial nerves, "Oh! When I was sick with the chicken pox, all I wanted was mashed potatoes and me made them for me. He made the shelves in my room for all my books, he even painted little daisies on the side, as an accent, and painted daisies on my dressers to match. Oh and this one time, we watched a movie with Mom, it was that scary one, Misery with Kathy Bates and I couldn't sleep alone for a week. Luke, Mom and me, we all camped out in the living room with s'mores."

The pressure of remembering she was under oath reminded Rory "When we were shopping for Christmas presents, Luke wanted to make sure he got mom something she would really like… so he asked for my opinion, and even before that when summer was over he asked my opinion on which of his help at the diner he should keep into the fall…" Rory gently shot back at her abrasive grandparents, "He treats me like an adult and listens to what I have to say…."

"Alright, I think we have a pretty clear picture now," Judge Garland was marveling at all the memories one girl could have of her mother's boy friend. It was refreshing to hear about someone who really cared compared to the tales he usually heard.

"Wait one more thing please…" Rory looked her grandmother in the eye, "Luke may not be the dad I got, but he's the only dad I want."

Emily was dumbfounded to be put in her place by her 12-year-old granddaughter and that Rory could feel such an attachment to a man she only met mere months ago, who had already proven himself in her young eyes. Emily was upset that Rory felt this greater attachment over people that weren't her blood relation. Richard however was not at all surprised; Easter had only confirmed, in his eyes, Luke's firm presence in the girls' lives.

The hearing was adjourned and Judge Garland went to his chambers to ponder his decision. Luke and the girls tried to escape quickly in case Emily got a second wind. However, only Richard followed them in to the hallway, "Lorelai…" he called.

Lorelai's defenses were already up, so she barked harshly, "What?" as she turned to face her father.

Richard gave a small forgiving smile, understanding his daughter's mood was due to his wife's emotional attack. Richard seemed hesitant but offered a heart felt, "May I extend my best wishes… to the bride?"

Lorelai's icy demeanor melted toward her father's kind eyes and gesture as she stepped toward him and gave him a hug "Thank you, Daddy."

Richard whispered to his daughter, "I've only wanted you to be safe and happy. I hope you know that."

"I do, thank you."

Rory went to Richard too and hugged her grandpa at his waist. Richard knew Emily would be upset that he was still on such good terms with the girls, but Richard figured they would at least still have a connection despite Emily's vows of disowning Lorelai and never seeing her again. Richard knew Emily would regret such hasty promises, that they were merely her temper and emotional hysterics talking. Luke offered Richard a handshake, happy to have another ally on their side. Richard responded to the handshake and nodded to his future son-in-law, "You're a good man, take care of these girls."

"I will, sir."

When they came home to Stars Hollow, Rory sighed, "I'm exhausted… do you feel drained? I feel drained."

"Yeah, it's been a long day for all of us," Lorelai agreed, as she set her keys on the foyer table, half-smiling at Luke's reflection in the mirror. He would always be there, beside her through thick and thin.

"Luke, I don't feel like cooking today… can we order take out?" Rory asked.

"Sure," he touched her shoulder, "whatever you want."

"Chinese, something with snow peas…" Rory went to her room to lie down and ponder the events of her day and her pending future.

Luke saw Lorelai go up the stairs as he made the call to Al's Pancake World and placed their dinner order. After looking in on Rory, who was taking her mind off the day's events by curling up with another book, Luke went to check on Lorelai upstairs.

As he reached the landing, he heard her shallow breathing and sniffles through the partially opened door. He peeked inside and saw her sitting on the bed, convulsively sobbing, with her face in her hands, hiding her tears. When Luke stepped inside the room, Lorelai quickly cleared her throat, straightened up and turned away from him, trying to hide her obvious tears from him, and she attempted a bright, "Dinner ordered?" even though she was unable to face him.

"Yeah, I got those Crab Rangoon things you like so much."

"Aw good," she turned her tear stained face back to her fiancé hoping he wouldn't notice, with a false smile she added, "No one makes em like Al."

"Lorelai… come on."

"What?" she innocently shrugged.

"What is it? The hearing? Your mother?"

Lorelai slumped again since he had found her out, "This whole day," she admitted, "these last few months, my life after age six," and Luke sat beside her and put an arm around her. "It just never ceases to amaze me. My mother is the same unforgiving, never forgetting, never accepting me, the past or reality person. I mean, you think she'd have traded in her rose colored specs after I had gotten pregnant." Lorelai took another deep breath, leaning her head on Luke's shoulder, "She's acting like I wanted things this way. That I wanted to be unable to have a real conversation with my mother, to never have her hear me, like I wanted to be left out in the cold to figure things out on my own when I was young and scared, but I had to grow up quick, for Rory's sake, and I did it on my own. I didn't ask Christopher to leave, but he did…it's not my fault he left."

"I know…" was all Luke could say.

"And to hear how he's turned out… in debt, when he comes from money, with a police record… drunk, disorderly. I mean frankly, I don't know why I'm surprised, he was always so… I don't know submissive, pliant; and that is who she wants me to raise her only grandchild with… a broke drunk who has a good family and money to bail him out… oh if they can find him, that is." Lorelai looked up at Luke truly appreciative of who he was, "You don't have police record, you are responsible and reliable… why can't she see that…"

"I don't know… people see what they want to see I guess."

Lorelai stroked Luke's smooth shaven cheek, "I love you, more than I can say, you know that right? I am convinced that we were meant to be together. I know that things didn't work out with me and Christopher for a reason. I know why I hadn't dated much, because it left the path clear for you. I am happy and thankful that I went to your diner that day. That we met, that you had the guts to ask me out…finally."

"Well, it had been two years since my last date…I was over due," he teased.

"Still, I'm glad it was me that turned your head," she smiled looking deeply into his eyes.

Luke knew two things would cheer her up and since the food hadn't arrived yet, he leaned in to kiss Lorelai. Lorelai accepted the affection eagerly and laid down on the bed, pulling him down with her, clinging to the man who completed her perfect picture, the man who was bringing about her happy ending.

Lorelai enjoyed Luke's rare clean-shaven face and slid her hands down his sides to the zipper of his slacks. Both had forgotten the bedroom door was still open until Rory's voice filtered up the stairs "Luke? Food's here… where are you?"

Reluctantly, Lorelai let him go downstairs to pay for dinner, knowing at least she'd have a lifetime of Luke, a lifetime of him to make love to her when he was her husband.

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"That was all God given talent..." why thank you NON POD Luke!
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R/R: PLEASE, I like to better myself. To quote The Princess Bride,
"...Remember this is for posterity, ... so be honest."
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