Disclaimer: I own it. I bought the rights from a cracked out ASP, a drunk, beaver singing DP, and the 'happy to be rid of it and its crazy internet fans' WB. I got it for a steal. $5.37 and a cup of venti coffee at Starbucks (DP had to sober up and drive the bitch home). It's mine now (sees lawyers in the distance). I bought it fair and square (the lawyers are getting closer and are brandishing cups of coffee). Okay, I give, just leave me my coffee. I said leave the coffee! I don't own, don't sue.

Author Notes: Today, Ladies and Gentleman, I give you something never been done before. As some know, I am a beta to our absolutely fabulous GG1979. We decided that as a treat to our lovely, ab fab reviewers, we would do a majoring publishing blitz on this, the day we do not speak of, to make up for the horrors that are about to be presented to you. If you aren't watching the horror, ROCK ON! Thanks for joining the resistance. If you are watching, read us after, it will make you feel better after watching the garbage that poses as our once wonderful Gilmore Girls.

I give you as my contribution a "supersized" chapter of What Can I Say. I think it is wonderful. GG1979 says, "I BESTOW MY EPPY WORTHY AWARD! It's my award, I give it to whom I like! I give this two enthusiastic thumbs up, bouncing in my seat with a happy dance! GIMME MORE! TAKE THAT BITCH ANA; ASS ASP."

So with out further ado, I give you Chapter 6 of What Can I Say. Please let me know if you liked it or if you just want to rant about the season finale, that's cool too.

Chapter 6: Can't Stand the State That I'm In

As Lorelai started walking towards the willow tree, she noticed the chill in the air and cold breeze rustling the few leaves on the trees. She put on Luke's flannel shirt, thankful that she was still holding onto it, hoping that it wouldn't rain, like the sky was forecasting. She walked quickly, the need to talk to Luke increasing with each step. She was mentally compiling a list of her 'grievances' with Luke and their relationship, hoping that she could get them all out and that Luke would understand where she was coming from. She also knew that Luke probably had things to say to her and she willed herself not to become stubborn and yell; he had a right to be mad at her too, she shut him out just as much he shut her out. As she reached the lake and turned to the willow, Lorelai wished for strength and prayed that it would end happily. She walked into the clearing and her eyes instantly fell on Luke, sitting on his stump, head in hands, and an aura of melancholy surrounding him. Tears once again welled up in her eyes and everything she wanted to say melted away as she walked up to him. Lorelai knelt down in front of him and lifted his face to meet his eyes. She saw the tear tracks on his face and knew that he saw the same in hers. She had many things she wanted to say, but there was only one thing she needed to say to him at this point, one thing to give both of them hope that they could fix it.

"I love you," she said quietly, looking into his eyes, hoping that he could see the truth and love in her soul, before leaning over and kissing him like they kissed that first time on the porch of the Dragonfly.

Luke wasn't sure how long he had been sitting there before Lorelai walked up to him, told him she loved him, and kissed him, but he was fairly sure it was long enough to fall asleep and dream. 'This isn't real, she isn't here. She broke our engagement and pretty much hates me right now. It's time to wake up Burger Boy.'

He pulled away from the kiss and gently held her face in his hands. "Are you really here?"

She pinched his arm, giving him a small smile.

"Okay, you're real," he said, rubbing the spot she pinched.

"Yeah, I am. I know we really need to talk, but I can't let us be over like that. It's not fair to either of us and I'm sorry," she said, relishing the feel of his hands on her face. "Can you do me a favor?"

"Okay," he responded hesitantly, unconsciously pulling her onto his lap.

"Put my ring back on my finger, its cold," she said, hoping a little humor might break the tension that was surrounding them and handed him the ring.

He laughed lightly, but hesitated before putting it on Lorelai's finger. Panic and fear settled in her features and she started to get off his lap, but his arm quickly wraps around her waist, firmly holding her down, not letting her retreat.

"You're sure?" he asked, taking in the fear in her eyes and knew the same was mirrored back in his own.

Lorelai saw the fear in his eyes and realized that he was just as scared as she was, that it wouldn't happen, that things would keep getting in the way, preventing them from talking and communicating and just being together. She cradled his face in her hands and kissed him again. "I love you, I am sure about that. I am also sure that I want to marry you, to be with you forever. We have to talk some things out, but I want to marry you, I want you to be Rory's step-father, I want to be April's step-mother, and I just want to be with you," she said, tears once again falling down her face.

Luke saw the love in her eyes and in the tone of her voice. His own eyes filled with tears as he slipped the ring on her finger again. "I love you, too," he said, resting his forehead on hers, looking in the eyes of the woman he wanted to spend the rest of his life with, "and we will get married soon. I promise."

Lorelai smiled and kissed him again, happy that they we getting back on track. She pulled away and started to say something, when the heavens opened and unleashed a fury of water on the two lovers, preventing any further talking to be done by the willow. Lorelai and Luke jumped up from the stump and started for Lorelai's house, Luke pulling Lorelai along as he ran for cover from the rain and thunder.

The newly reunited couple arrived at their house, panting and shivering, soaked to the skin. Lorelai, curious if Rory had stayed to see the results of her lecture or went back to Yale, was about to call her name, when she spied a note taped to the mirrored table in the foyer.

Mom, I went to Grandma's and then back to Yale. See you next weekend. Tell Luke I said Hi. Rory

Lorelai smiled, happy that she had the empty house to properly make up with Luke. She shivered again and pushed herself closer to Luke, relishing in the little body heat he gave off.

"Hey," Luke said, kissing the top of her head and letting go of her hand, "go upstairs, dry off, and change. You don't want to get sick."

"What about you?" Lorelai asked, hesitant to let him out of her sight, afraid that both of them would put walls back up and not talk about what really was wrong with their relationship.

"I should have clothes in the dryer, I'll change down here. When you get back, we can talk."

"Promise?"

"Cross my heart," he said with a smile, happy that things were slowly on their way back to normal, and lightly pushed her towards the stairs.

Lorelai hurried upstairs, still afraid that she wouldn't find the right words to tell him what was bothering her; afraid that he wouldn't understand why she was so upset, and afraid that his only reason for pushing her away was that he really didn't love her. She threw on a pair of flannel pants and a sweatshirt, before fairly flying back down the stairs, towards the kitchen and Luke. When she got down there, she didn't see Luke and was afraid that her fears were right, that he really didn't want to stay with her, when the back door opened and Luke entered, shaking an umbrella behind him.

"Why did you go back out there?" she asked walking over to him, running her fingers through his damp hair.

"I had to get some stuff. I made you coffee, it should be done soon," he answered grabbing her hand and leading her towards the living room and the couch. "Let's sit in the living room; I have some stuff to show you."

"We're going to talk, right?"

"Yes, but first I want you to look at this."

"What is it?"

"My ideas for the wedding," he said shyly, afraid that she would mock him and his sensitive heart, and handed her the folder he had grabbed from his truck. "I know you had this perfect wedding planned and I ruined it by not participating and then not really fighting you on postponing it and…well, you know. After Martha's Vineyard I started thinking about how much the wedding meant to you and I just started looking for things that I thought would be nice for our wedding."

Throughout his speech Lorelai, mouth slightly open, paged through all the leaflets and pamphlets in the folder, pieces of paper about outdoor weddings on the a beach, where to get good lobster in autumn; brochures about wedding rings, tuxedo rentals, reception halls, pictures of flowers and centerpieces. She abruptly shut the folder, put it on the table, and hugged Luke, startling him out of his speech about beaches and casual attire.

"Thank you," she said, her words slightly muffled since her face was buried in his neck.

"You're welcome," he replied as he held her close, relishing in her nearness and said a prayer to whatever God there was for letting this woman love him and want him in her life.

The rest of the night, the two talked about April, Ana, and how they both were guilty of shutting the other out. Tears were shed, coffee was drunk, but by the time the sun rose and illuminated the sleeping couple, curled up together on the couch, they had worked everything out. Lorelai was excited to meet April and get to know her, she was elated that a date was set for their wedding and that Luke actually wanted to be involved in all the planning and had a hidden desire to get married on a beach, and she was euphoric that she was finally able to say 'I love you' to a man that she actually loved. Luke was ecstatic that Lorelai wanted to meet April, that she wanted to be involved with her and get to know his daughter, he was thrilled that Lorelai liked his idea of a beach wedding, and, in his sleep, he sighed in contentment, because finally he would get the girl he has wanted for almost ten years.


After talking with Lorelai, knowing her feelings on their relationship and the fact that she didn't care about having a step-daughter, Luke realized it was long past time for a talk with Ana. While he respected Ana's position, he was sick and tired of the restrictions that were set on him and his time with his daughter, as well as Ana's absolute refusal to allow anyone important in his life to get to know his daughter. He steeled himself for the upcoming fight, gripping the business card in his pocket, the card of a prominent family attorney, who knew Richard and was willing to help out the wayward Gilmore and her fiancé.

Luke walked through the door of Ana's store, marveling once again at the similarities between Lorelai and Ana. They had similar tastes, but were very different in one fact. Lorelai wanted him in her life, be involved with Rory and letting him be in her daughter's life, to be the father to her children, to be in her middle; while Ana still seemed to be waiting for him to run off, hoping that he would get sick of his daughter and just leave April with her.

"One sec!" called a voice from the backroom.

"Ana?"

"Luke?" she asked, walking back out into the store. "April's at school now, but she isn't going to visit you today. I think she has been to Stars Hollow enough for one week. She has school work to do."

"I know. We had plans for the weekend instead."

"You made plans without talking to me? Luke, I thought we…" started Ana, shocked that he was making plans without clearing it with her first, like they had arranged.

"My fiancé wants to meet my daughter and I thought it was about time."

"Luke, I thought I said I didn't want April getting attached to people in your life that may not be there later on." Ana said angrily, trying to keep the upper hand where her daughter was concerned.

"Look, you kept her away from me for 11 years, because for some reason you thought that I would be a terrible father.

"I never said that. I just figured…"

Luke silenced her with his hand, "You kept her away without giving me a chance to know her, to be there while she was growing up. I have known and loved Lorelai forever, we are getting married, like it or not. Lorelai is my future. That means she's in April's future and guess what, that means she's in your future too and you are just going to have to deal with that," Luke yelled.

"Luke you have no right to force some random woman in my daughter's life…"

Luke barely heard her; he was in ranting mode and had been holding these things back for awhile. He was done living his life on terms that were unacceptable to him. Doing that almost cost him Lorelai and he would be damned if he would do it again.

"She is not some random woman; she is my best friend, my future wife, April's future step-mother. You two are practically the same; you both have kids that you raised yourself. Lorelai felt the same way you did at one time, not wanting to bring people in Rory's life that may just vanish when it got too hard. There is one difference between you two, Lorelai tried to get the father involved, but he actually didn't want to see that amazing girl grow up. I was there for it all, I saw everything. I've known Rory for years, I did many things with her that a dad would do, and you know what, she thinks of me as someone special in her life that she can go to. Rory and I have a special bond, I'm not her father, but it's special and different. I have a bond with Rory, I want Lorelai to form that bond with April, and I want to form a bond like that with my daughter, the one you kept from me for 12 years!"

"Luke, you are out of line-"

"No Ana, you were out of line. No matter what you thought I would do when you were pregnant, you still should have told me. I had a right to know then and April had a right to know me then, if you had done that, perhaps things wouldn't be so awkward now. It was my baby, I would have been there, smelly diapers, jam hands, and everything, but you took that away, without even giving me a chance."

"Luke-"

"I want contact with my daughter. I want Lorelai to get to know her. I want Rory, Jess, Liz, and unfortunately, TJ to get to know her. I am prepared to go all the way with this Ana. You need to bend your restrictions on who you believe can meet OUR daughter or I will take you to court and I am dead serious about it. I already spoke to a lawyer, he believes that a mother who willingly kept a child from a father who was willing to participate and support would not be looked on favorably in a courtroom."

"You hate lawyers," was all a stunned Ana could think to say.

"I hate lawyers, but I love April and I want her in every aspect of my life; that includes meeting her future step-mother and the rest of the family. We just need to work out some sort of legal arrangement to ensure that April is in my life as well as yours. Just so you know, Lorelai would never try and replace you; she knows the strong bond between a mother and daughter and wouldn't come between you. Think about it, decide what you want to put April through, and we can talk more when I pick up April on Saturday; Lorelai and I were going to take her to Yale to re-meet Rory and see the science buildings."

"Luke-" Ana called, slightly shell-shocked at the panted Luke Danes rant.

"Just think about it Ana, I am willing to avoid all the legal drama if you can just meet me halfway with this. We'll talk more on Saturday; I have to go meet Lorelai." With those last words, he turned and walked out the door, feeling lighter than he had in months, feeling as if he got some of his own back. He and Lorelai were going to make it; he was absolutely sure about that now.

AN2: What did you think? If you haven't already go to GG1979 profile (go through my favorites and you'll see her) and read WITS, STARS, and PLD. All have been updated today with multiple, yes that's right, MULTIPLE chapters in each story. Review her stories too.

If anybody is actually watching the finale, tell me if you threw things at the TV and what you threw. Footballs? Popcorn? Shoes? Your head? Good Luck to all who watched it, I am sure you'll need it.