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For the most part, Luke Danes and Lorelai Gilmore were silent as they were making their way towards the place he called 'Stars Hollow'. Although she was terrified that he was tricking her into some sort of assault, she was glowing with excitement. Lorelai couldn't wait to start the first chapter of her new life, especially since the unborn baby she was carrying would guide her through it.

Lorelai wrinkled her nose with disgust as she inhaled the vehicle's smell once more, her stomach acid starting to bubble as the stench worsened, burning her nose hairs as she covered it with the sleeve of her shirt.

"Are you okay?" Luke asked her, breaking their extremely awkward silence, noticing the ghastly look on her face. He hoped there was nothing wrong with him or where they were going. God, he hoped she wasn't about to cry...he didn't know how to comfort people who cried.

Lorelai clutched her stomach with her left hand, nodding politely as she bit her lip, "Yeah, just...nauseous…"

"Do you want me to pull over?" He asked politely, "Or do you want me to keep going? We are only a few miles away..."

"Keep going," Lorelai interrupted as she puffed out her cheeks, hoping to get some air. God, nothing was worse, to Lorelai Gilmore, than getting nauseous. Maybe...just maybe, it was even worse than her mother. No, that was a mental long shot, but it was most definitely a close second.

Then, Lorelai's pale features formed into fifty shades of green, having a deep desire to just explode. A brilliant, five-second-thought-out-plan took into action as she rolled down the passenger's side window, hoping not to erupt before the sheet of glass slid all the way down.

"What are you doing?!" Luke shouted angrily over the sound of the inclining wind, raged that rain was pelting his face once more, "Roll it back up!"

Although he yelled, Lorelai didn't listen. It felt like decades were passing before the mere sheet of glass disappeared from the passenger's side. As she poked her head out of the window, the fresh, rain-scented air overcame her, overwhelming her body. This overwhelming mixture of many different smells caused all the food from Lorelai's stomach to come right back up.

Explaining how she puked is hard for some people to take in, especially for Luke Danes, who has had some bad experiences with ralph, a synonym for barf, in his childhood.

He had a deepening desire to run out of the car, scream, and vomit himself, but Luke had a feeling that he needed to help her, even though he had a severe case of emetophobia.

Although she was 'letting it all out' and he wanted to help, Luke Danes kept driving. He didn't know if it would help her by collecting more air to clear the nausea, or if it would help him by driving away from the trail of vomit as fast as possible.

After about thirty seconds, Luke's equivalent to about twenty minutes, Lorelai finally brought herself fully back into the vehicle, slumping down in the seat from exhaustion. Her mouth tasted like the remains from a garbage truck, and her breath reeked of sickness.

"Can you roll up the window?" Luke asked quietly as the hail kept pelting them, and soaking the seats of the truck.

Lorelai did as told, making sure the window was completely shut before she slumped down in her seat once more. How come the window took about two seconds to slide up but five years to slide down?

These were questions she'd never be able to answer.

"Are you okay?" Luke asked, keeping his eyes on the road, trying to be more careful driving than usual since there was an unborn child in his truck. He almost had the desire to stick a 'baby on board' sticker to his bumper so people would be somewhat cautious near his vehicle

Lorelai nodded, "Yeah, I just hate vomiting...god. I can still taste it…"

Luke shuddered as his face turned a dark shade of red, "Please, don't describe it. I care, but...I don't want to here the specifics. A simple yes or no answer would do."

"Or a 'roll up the window, Lorelai! It's cold in here" she said, trying her best to mock his voice, causing Luke to laugh from her almost perfect imitation.

"That was pretty good," Luke smirked, hitting the steering wheel with his left hand from laughing so hard, "How did you do that?"

"I'm a comedical genius," Lorelai kidded as she tried as hard as she could to not taste the bitter breathes she exhaled, "You should hear my Betty White impression."

"Let's hear it," Luke implied, his laugh starting to die once he realized he should pay more attention to the road, "I really want to hear it."

"Well, you can't,"

"Why not?"

Lorelai gave him a small smile, "Because I can't just say it. I have to feel the moment. That's when I do my impressions the best. You can't just force someone to do something like that. It has to be timed right."

"What?" Luke asked, starting a rant, "You tell me how amazing your impression is, then you won't actually do it? It's like implying you're sad, and when the person asks you why, you tell them they can't know."

Lorelai laughed at his metaphor, "Oh, my god! That is so true!"

"Can you do your impression then?"

Lorelai used her fingers to stroke her chin, a symbolism of thought, then smiled before she said, "No."

Luke saw her trying to get the disgusting taste out of her mouth by licking her teeth, which, he knew, would only make it worse. Smirking, he said, "You know you can rinse out your mouth with my water, right? Just, as long as you spit it out the window…"

Before he could finish, he saw the distant lights of Stars Hollow, causing him to smile, "Hey, um...nevermind. We are almost there."

"To Stars Hollow?"

"Yup, we will be there in about a minute. Get ready to see the weirdest, smallest town you've ever seen. Then, tell me what you think," Luke implied with a huge smile on his face, causing Lorelai to know how much he felt tied towards it.

"Can I at least rinse out my mouth first?" Lorelai asked, "Because, you offered and you can't back down on an offer. Well, not in my book, anyways…"

"Sure," he said grumpily, "Just be quick. I don't want you to miss it because you're back washing."

"Because of your driving," Lorelai corrected as she started to roll the window down, "If it wasn't for your driving their wouldn't be vomit on the side of your truck."

"Wait...what?!" He yelled as the drizzling rain started to get his truck wet once more.

She laughed, "Oh, my god, I'm just joking. Take a chill pill, Dr. Phil. Oh, my god, I just rhymed. I'm a poet and I didn't even know it!"

"Lorelai!"

She quickly backwashed outside of the car window, not wanting to miss what Luke craved her to see so badly. He was giving her a ride...the least she could do was look at a small town for him.

Lorelai quickly rolled the window up once she was done, slumping in the car seat as she did so, "I don't see anything…"

"Wait one more second," Luke commanded, causing her to only want to talk more.

"When?"

"A minute."

"When?"

"Soon."

"When?"

"Never."

Lorelai smiled at him, sensing his irritability, "Can I ask you a question?"

He groaned, finally glancing his eyes away from the road to look at her. For the first time that night, he realized how beautiful she really was. He loved the way her dark hair waved, the way her smile seemed to have a smile, and, especially, how her light blue eyes matched his. This caused him to choke up, "Wh..what?"

"When will we be there?" She smiled mischievously at him, causing him to smirk. She was surprised by his reaction since she had hoped he'd scowl.

The sudden show of lights answered her question as they drove through the first road of Stars Hollow. To Luke, the defined, small-town, christmas-look (even though it was nowhere near that holiday) was normal to him. The dysfunctional town that he hoped Lorelai would stay in felt more like home than just a house. It felt like a sanctuary that didn't exist anywhere else on Earth.

Luke glanced over at Lorelai, who was gazing at the small town with such intrigue, it caused him to form a delicate, small smile. He knew she was picturing herself starting a new life here, and that made him happy. He wanted to be a part of it, or at least, help her.

"Do you like it?" Luke asked her as he continued to drive the same ten-mile speed limit.

Still gazing at the town, she answer in a small voice, "I love it."

Before he could cheer at himself for making her almost speechless, Luke parked in front of the small shop with the sign William's Hardware on it, causing her to frown, "Oh no, this is the part where you kidnap me, isn't it?"

He chuckled, "No, I thought you needed a place to stay since you're Jack Kerouac-ing your life at the moment."

She gave him an appreciative smirk, "Thank you so much for doing all of this. You really didn't have to, but I don't really feel comfortable staying the night with a stranger…"

"I totally understand that," Luke frowned, interrupting her, "I really do, but I would feel less comfortable if you were to sleep outside or in a hotel, which I know you can't afford. Look, if it makes you feel any better, my dad's in there…"

Lorelai nodded, giving a long look towards the town, "But where will I actually stay? No offense, I don't really want to stay at your place forever…"

"I actually have a few ideas about what to do for you," Luke replied, "I know the house won't be top notch, nor will the job pay a lot…"

"Wait, you can find me a job?" Lorelai asked in excitement.

"Yeah," He smiled, "I have that power in this town, trust me. I'm very well-known here."

"Because you help people a lot?"

"No," Luke laughed, "because everyone knows everyone here, and people will take care of anyone who lives here. They will take care of you, trust me. All you have to say to anyone is that Luke Danes sent you and you are all good."

"Really?"

"Really."

Lorelai bit her lip, very uncomfortable asking the question she was about to ask, "Can I spend one night here? I haven't gotten the right amount of sleep in a few days…"

"Of course," He smiled, "Just, it might take you a few moments to adjust to the town...okay? Before you go to bed, I have to explain everything to my dad, okay?"

"Deal." Lorelai agreed. "Let's go!"

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