Title- Here Without You

Pairings- Luke and Lorelai (JavaJunkie all the way)

Set in the fourth season, after 'Afterboom' and before 'Luke can see her face'

Summary- Liz has cancer and she and TJ broke up. Who will be her savoir? And how will Lorelai react? It will start out a story then turn into a series of letters and each chapter will be in a different person's point of view. (Luke and Lorelai have been friends for 11 years.)

Disclaimer- If I owned it, there wouldn't even be an April or Christopher.

Chapter 9- Lorelai (May 29th Sometime late at night)
I was standing in the dark, a musty air surrounding me, then as I am looking around, I see a man. He's tall, not many distinguishing features, though, I noticed. As I hard I as I tried, I just could not place that face with someone's name. It looked so familiar, yet so different. "Hello?" I called out; my voice small and meek.

I don't think that he heard me, though, because he kept walking around slowly, carefully, as if waiting for someone and completely ignoring me. "Hello?" I called out again, my voice gaining confidence and volume. Still, he ignored me.

As I began to take steps towards him, he began to be further and further away. I knew that I needed to reach him, I saw his arm outstretch towards me, I tried my hardest to grab it, but failed completely. The air around us was getting thicker and more difficult to breathe. "Wait!" I called out louder than before, taking a leap towards him and stumbling completely.

I looked up at him, confused to see him hovering above me. "Shh, don't be afraid Lorelai; we all know you love him, just tell him." The mysterious man told me. Now I was completely baffled. Just as I was about to ask him tons of questions that were racing through my mind, 'Love who? How do you know? Who are you? How the hell do you know my name?' I woke up.

I sat up immediately in my bed, breathing heavily and rapidly with beads of sweat forming at my hairline. I waited for my heart level to decrease back to normal before looking over at the clock. 3:46 a.m. it read in bright red flashing letters. It was one of those new clocks that woke you up to the radio or CD. Mine was pink and had gold and purple velvet stars on it, Rory had made fun of it, saying it was a children's' clock. I knew she was just jealous though.

Next to the clock was the phone, exactly what I was looking for at that moment. I reached over for it, nearly falling off the bed in the process. I pressed speed dial 4, one of my most called numbers lately.

"Hello?" Answered a groggy voice filled with annoyance.

"I need you to analyze my dream," I said hurriedly into the phone, afraid that I would forget what it was if I didn't get it out into the open soon enough.

"Lorelai?" Luke asked into the phone, now sounding even more annoyed and confused then when he picked up the phone.

"Yes, its Lorelai, who else would call you at almost 4 in the morning to have you analyze their dreams? Lucas Danes do you have other woman calling you to decipher what their dreams mean?" I asked feigning astonishment, though I felt a twinge of jealousy in my stomach, not that I would ever admit it though.

"No," He said tiredly. "Wait, it's 4 in the morning?" He asked me exasperated.

"Yes, Luke, we already covered that, now onto my dream." I swear I heard him sigh when he shifted into a better listening position. "Wait," I said suddenly.

"What?"

"What are you wearing?" I asked, not even thinking before I spoke.

"What the hell? Lorelai, why on earth would you need to know that?" His tone was incredulous mixed with exasperated and I had to do my best to contain my laughter.

"Well, I cant be going on and on about my dream if your sitting in your bed on the other line, naked." I said with total seriousness, because it was true. I mean, Luke, naked on the phone talking to me, now that would lead to some things I really shouldn't be talking about.

"I am not naked." He nearly screamed into the phone.

"Are you sure?" I asked still trying to be serious.

"Yes, Lorelai," He told me in his normal Luke way, full of gruffness and annoyance. "I think I would know if I wasn't wearing anything."

"Okay, good," I proceeded to tell him about my dream: the think air, the darkness, the lost mystery man, and the part about him saying I love someone. "So what do you think it means?" I asked full of anxiousness. Luke was a philosophical guy; he'd probably be able to tell me what it means.

"You know what I think?" He asked me in his amazingly gruff and sexy voice that made me weak in the knees ever so often.

"What?" I asked, smiling a little. I mean, I didn't have dreams that often but usually when I did they meant something. Something important or big, like when I had the dream when I was pregnant with Luke's twins, I had missed him and I wanted that married life like Chris, with the kids and family and Luke was one of the guys that could give it to me. Maybe if I had realized this before though, I wouldn't be on the phone.

"I think you should have a therapist on your speed dial instead of me." And with that, he actually hung up on me.

I actually pulled the phone back and looked at it, surprised. Had he really just hung up on me and insinuated I need help in less than 30 seconds? He had! I started to pout, because he had really offended me, but then I realized that he was in Maine, he couldn't see my pout.

I sighed and sat back, trying to drift back off to sleep. My final thoughts on Luke and how much I missed him and right before I lost fell into a deep sleep, how much I loved him.

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