Title: Jessica Alba's in Town

By: Nikka Flores

Summary: Jessica Alba's in town. And Luke seems to know her pretty well (wink wink). And Lorelai's jealous of her.

Disclaimer: Have you learned nothing yet?

A/N: This has nothing to do with this story, but if you have looked in my profile, some stories have been deleted, thanks to my friend, who claims that she was just browsing and 'accidentally' deleted the stories. And I tried to get them back, but I didn't save them cause I needed to deleted some files from my computer cause of the virus'. so, yeah, I'm sorry.

CHAPTER 4: Random Women we treasure

"Thank you Luke, again, so much." Becca gushed as Luke led her to Jess's side of the apartment. Becca looked around a bit confused. "Huh, I don't remember this part being here." she commented as she put her duffel bag on Jess's bed.

"Yeah, I just added this part about two years ago." he explained as they walked back out.

"Nice. Why?"

"Well, Jess was staying with me at the time and I didn't have any room. So I had this place renovated to have enough space for the both of us."

"Lizzie's Jess?" she asked excitedly.

"Yeah. Liz's Jess."

"Aw. The last time I saw him was when he was born. How is he?"

Luke shrugged. "How should I know. Last time I heard he was off following the Hot Dog King in California."

Becca was confused at him for a moment. Then realization dawned on her. She gasped. "Jimmy? He followed Jimmy to California?" Luke just nodded. She too hated Jimmy for the way he treated Liz and just leaving her to take care of Jess by herself. "Jimmy's still alive?" she asked with a smirk.

"Apparently." he said, with a smirk also. "Jess wasn't gonna graduate high school. And we had a deal, that he can stay with me as long as he graduates. But, being his father and mother's son, he didn't want to, and then his father shows up, and then bam, Jess was gone."

Becca nodded. "I take it you and Jess didn't have such a peachy relationship?"

"No." he scoffed. "More like lemon. Very sour."

Becca giggled. "And what about Liz, how is she?"

"She's…Liz. She's…good. I guess."

"Wow, I'm glad her big brother's watching over her." she said sarcastically.

He rolled his eyes.

Becca giggled more and looked around the apartment. "I still can't believe you actually turned this place into an apartment." she exclaimed. "Why did you turn it to an apartment? Why didn't you just stay at your house? There's much more space there."

"Exactly. There's too much space there for only just me. That house was made for a family. And this was made for…well, an office. But, it's just enough room for me. And my work is just downstairs. Very convenient." he sucked in a deep breath. "And besides, that house has a lot of…memories in it."

Becca nodded. "Right." she wouldn't want to stay in that house too. It's so painful to stay there with all the memories buried behind those walls. "Do you still own it?"

"Yeah. I rented it out to the Backerich's."

"Nice." she smiled.

"Yeah. I'll make us something to eat."

Becca nodded. Luke went to the kitchen to prepare their meal as Becca looked around the apartment more. She looked at his book shelf. Not really much books in it. But there were pictures there too. Which kind of stunned her out a bit. Luke was not one to capture moments.

She looked at the pictures. Some of Liz and Jess when they were young. Some of Will and his mom, Diana, and some of himself. But most of them were pictures of a blue eyed, brunette woman with an angelic looking little girl, who was an exact replica of her. And same with the two, but older. Becca's curiosity filled. Who are these people? Surely Luke wouldn't be taking pictures from random girls.

She looked at the pictures closely. There was one with the girl, still little, filled with chicken pox all over her face and arms. Another one with the brunette and the girl, still little, at the Firelight Festival. One with the brunette woman with a cast on her foot and was on crutches. She looked at the pictures where the girl was all grown up. It looked like her birthday. She had a gold, plastic tiara on her head, and was sitting down, next to her birthday cake, that had a picture of her face on it. Another one was with the brunette, who was in a cap and gown, seems like her graduation. Another, what seems to be candid, was with the brunet and Luke, talking to each other, and was standing next to a gigantic…pizza? So they know each other. Then she looked at another one with Luke, in a suit, and the brunette, in a red dress, with the girl in front of them, who was wearing a cap and gown, all facing the camera. They looked like a picture perfect family.

This photo interested Becca so much. Luke was smiling, and looking very proud. If she didn't know any better, she'd say that this girl was his daughter. And that he was married to the brunette. Which stunned her even more, seeing as how Luke never mentioned to her about being married. And if he is married, then why is he still living above the diner. And what's with these girls. The brunette looks too young to be a mother of a high school graduate. If this girl already graduated then she's in college. I have been out of contact with Luke for a very long time.

"Hey, food's ready." Luke announce, breaking Becca's thoughts.

"Thanks." she said, looking at him then she took the picture and showed it to Luke. "Who's this?" she asked, her index finger specifically pointing on the brunette. "Your girlfriend?" she teased.

Luke rolled his eyes and took the picture from her and returned it on the shelf. "She's not my girlfriend. She's just a friend."

"How Hollywood of you." she commented.

"Really. She is." he insisted as they sat down.

"Right, that's why you have a shelf full of pictures of her and…her sister?" that's the only reasonable explanation she can come up with. Other than her being the mother of the girl.

"Daughter." Luke corrected.

"Daughter." Becca said, even more stunned. So it was option number two. "Wow. She doesn't seem old enough to be a mother of, a what 18, 19 year old girl?"

"19. Lorelai had Rory when she was 16."

"Wow. That must have been rough on her." she said quietly, taking a bite of her sandwich. "So, tell me, if she's not your girlfriend, who is she and why do you have pictures of her and her daughter?"

"I told you, she's a my friend. My…best friend in fact."

"Wow, best friend huh? You hardly ever get those. The last time you had one of those was…oh wait, you never had one of those." she said with a smirk. "So she's just a friend huh?"

"She is." he insisted. "Lorelai and I have been friends for about seven years now. She comes in my diner every single day demanding for coffee and stuffing herself with arteries clogging food. She talk too much. She's so annoying. She's such a junkie. It's bad enough that she's that way, but she lets Rory be that way too. But, at least Rory I can handle. You know when I first met Rory, I though she would be just like the rest of those annoying little kids. But she's not. She's different. Very different. She's quiet. She doesn't talk too much. She's very polite. And she reads. a lot. She's smart too. Very smart. She got into Harvard, Princeton and Yale. She wants to be a journalist. And I have read some of her stuff, and I'll tell ya, she's got it. She's definitely gonna make this world a better place."

"Wow." Becca said, a bit speechless. Not just because of the fact that Rory got in to Harvard, Princeton and Yale, but because of the way Luke talked about the two. She looked at him for a moment. "You like her don't you?"

"What?"

"Lorelai. You like her." she said with a knowing smile.

Luke soffed. "No I don't."

"Uh, yes you do. I can hear it by the way you talk about her."

"Did you not hear what I said about her? Annoying java junkie?"

"Yes, which is a code word for beautiful and I wanna marry her."

"It is not. There is no code. Sure she's beautiful, but I do not like her like thatand I specially do not want to marry her."

Ignoring his pretest. "And the way you talk about her daughter."

"What about Rory?"

"It was like the way William would always talk about you and Liz. Like a proud father."

"Well I am proud of her. Unlike that good for nothing father of hers who went AWOL on them just because Lorelai wouldn't marry him."

"And you're mad at him for abandoning them."

"Of course I am. You do not leave just because the mother of your child does not want to marry you. You should stay for your kid."

Becca shook her head and smiled. "You really like her don't you?"

"No." he growled. "I don't."

She could tell he was getting annoyed. "You're right."

He sighed from relief. "Thank you."

"You don't like her."

"I don't."

"You love her."

Luke almost choked. "What?"

"You love her." she stated simply.

"Ok, if I don't like her, what makes you think I love her?"

"I don't know, you're the one who's in love with her." she shrugged.

"I'm not," his voice raised, then toned it down and spoke calmly. "Ok, if, and I meanif I were to be…in love…with Lorelai…she doesn't love me. Heck she doesn't even like me the way I like her. I am just her coffee guy. Her friend. That's it. Nothing more."

"Well, who wouldn't like you? I like you? And, you're really not that easy to like."

Luke rolled his eyes. "Well you have to, or else you would be homeless."

Becca shook her head. "Come on Luke. How would you even know if she doesn't like you? Have you asked her?"

"No! are you crazy? She wouldn't be into me? I'm not her kind of guy.I am totally out of herleague."

Becca laughed. "What is this high school? Luke, listen to me, what woman wouldn't want to be with you?"

"Lorelai." he mumbled more so to himself. "Look, Lorelai's different, ok? She's like the opposite of you. Just like her, she also grew up with rich parents, who take her debutant balls, frilly tea parties, and the DAR, whatever that is. But unlike you, she didn't want that life. She's independent, and free spirited. She didn't like being controlled by her mother. She didn't want a rich life in Hartford, she wanted to live a normal life. Without ruffle dresses, and without tea parties. That's why when she had Rory, she left. She ran away knowing that her mother was gonna do to Rory what they did to her. And she didn't want that. she didn't want to put Rory through that. So she ran away, ended up here, worked at the inn as a maid and being a full time mom. Mia gave them a home out on the potting shed in the back, and then Lorelai worked her way up to running the place and found a house for them to live. She brought up that little girl to who she is right now. She's an amazing woman and an amazing mother…I mean, you should have seen all the guys she dated. Rory's dad, who came from a rich family. Max, a teacher at a private school in Hartford, who she got engaged to, but called it off. I mean why would she go out with me?"

Becca just stared at him in amazement. "Wow…from annoying javajunkie to amazing mother." she said with a smirk.

"Becca." he growled.

"Well sorry Luke, but that little rant of yours just scream 'I Love Lorelai!'"

"I don't love her. She's just a friend." he mumbled.

"Sure, Luke, and Paris Hilton didn't pull a Coyote Ugly at daddy's bar last spring break."

"Who?"

"Paris Hilton? Hotel heiress and a total spoiled socialite. Her and Nicole Richie, were double teaming it last spring. And let me tell you, it was not a pretty sight." Luke shook his head. "Look, just…tell her. Who knows? Maybe she feels the same way too. She may love you back."

"Becca," Luke sighed, "you don't understand. Lorelei's my friend. My best friend. If I did tell her I love her, and she doesn't feel the same way, then our friendship would be ruined. And…I'd rather have her as a friend than not have her at all."

Becca didn't say anything. She knows better. She's never heard Luke talk that way about a woman before. He's never really been that passionate about any woman before. Not with Rachel, not even with her or Liz. He's never talked like that, so proud and loving. And him being afraid that his friendship with Lorelai would be ruined made her even more convinced that he's really in love with her.

Becca made a mental not to visit this Lorelai.

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