If One of Us Had Been a Frog

Chapter Two: Written

Disclaimer: Duh.

Summary: She just wanted to make sure it was the guy.

A/N: Incase you haven't noticed, I'm not doing this in order. Where's the fun in that anyway?

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I want you to be happy.

And I love you for that.

Plus, I know you're not a cat person, so you truly will be alone if you don't find someone.

Okay, look, someday I will bring somebody home, but when I do I just want to be sure it's the guy.

Lorelai glanced over at Luke and smiled at him. He smiled back, and then focused back on the road. They were almost to her house. Just a few more minutes, and they'd be there.

She already told him they could hang out at her house for a while.

She wondered if he'd want to stay.

She wondered if she'd let him.

True, Rory wasn't home much anymore. She didn't need to protect her. She didn't need to keep boys out. She didn't need to separate her dating life and her Rory life.

But, letting a guy stay over was new to her. She had only done it once, with Max. Of course, she ended up running to Rory's room and spending the night there, but that was besides the point.

Letting a guy stay in her house was a big deal to her. Maybe it was stupid, but it was a big step, and she wasn't sure if she was ready yet.

We'll get better at this.

From the beginning, she knew this wasn't just a short term thing with Luke. She wouldn't have gone into it, if that had been the case. So, it wasn't just a one time thing, what was it? Would he get sick of her? Would she run away? Would he break it off? Would she bail out? Would he get annoyed? Would she get scared?

She didn't know. She hoped not.

This is very exciting for us because Lucas never brings his girls here.

She hoped that was true. She hoped they were just saying that. She hoped that they were exaggerating.

She liked the idea of being the first. Of being the special one, that he picked, that he wanted to introduce to them.

She liked being first.

She hoped she'd be the last.

You kept this in your wallet? You kept this in your wallet.

So, yeah, this had been a long time coming. All of Stars Hollow knew that.

People always told her that Luke had a thing for her. She never believed it, though. She annoyed him. She had disgusting eating habits. She didn't keep fruit in the house. She drank way too much coffee. She didn't use her oven to do anything but cook tater tots and the occasional apple strudel.

She never believed it.

Maybe now she did.

So, he was in. He was all in.

Was she?

She wasn't sure. Was Luke the one? Was he the guy? The whole package, the one who could wait for the cable guy, and make her coffee in the morning? Well, he already did the last one, every morning, but that's besides the point. Was she in? Was she all in?

She didn't know.

We'll be used to it.

Again, she started wondering how long this relationship would last. He seemed to think it'd last a pretty long time. She'd like to think that, too. She really would. Luke is… perfect. He just perfect. But could it really last that long?

Could he really be the one for her?

Could she be the one for him?

Would they have time to get used to it? She hoped so.

There's not going to be a breakup.

So, is he asking her to marry him or something? Is he going to ask her? Does he really want to marry her?

She knew she was getting carried away. She knew it was way, way, way too early to even be thinking about it, but… it was Luke.

Luke. Butch, Burger Boy, Mr. Backwards Baseball Cap. The maker of the most amazing coffee on this side of the Mississippi. The keeper of the horoscope. The creator of the Santa Burger. The man who brought her lunch every day when she broke her leg. The man who drove her to the hospital when her Dad had gone. The fixer of everything broken.

She could see it. She'd never admit it, but she could see it.

And that scared her.

Eight years

Eight years

She had known him for eight years. Ever since she started calling him Duke, she always thought he was perfect. She always thought he'd make some very lucky woman, so happy. She knew he would.

You still in?

You bet I am

She just didn't know that she would be that woman.

I just want to be sure it's the guy.

"I better get going."

"Stay."

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