A/N: Ok so I have trouble remembering to update my stories as you can tell! Haha, I also enjoy typing "Haha" Don't mock. My laptop is also dumb and doesn't have Microsoft Word so I am forced to use Microsoft Works Word Processor which, as you know, is difficult to upload to FF so I have to like copy and past and crap and it's really annoying which really discourages me from updating, sorry. Hah. See there I go again! Anyways! Yes I am planning on updating both this story and Face Down tonight, I am also having trouble thinking of a way to finish She's Back But Not For Long so cut me some slack haha. Agh! Very bad habit. I hope you all enjoyed my rant.

A/N2: I am also working on a video specifically for Face Down as we speak and I'm reading the 7th Harry Potter book which is completely irrelevant but nonetheless…speaking of irrelevant…I am in Honors Chemistry as a sophomore and that takes up a lot of my time too…but back to what I began saying, if you go to you tube and search "SweetKaytee8792" you will see that 8 videos come up, all of which are mine. I have made Luke & Lorelai specific videos and a couple of 'just for fun' videos which all imply Luke & Lorelai and Jess & Rory…I have one that is Rory & Logan and that's only because it went well with the rest of the story line. In conclusion, all of you who have you tube accounts, and even if you don't, should go do that! Sorry for that 'supposed-to-be-short' rant. Hehe. Aha! I moved on to hehe! I'm improving already! Now do I get a review? Actually read the chapter first, then review, yes, that would be smart.

"Mom!" Rory called through the house as she entered the house holding more than she should be able to carry for a girl her size, but somehow always managed. Sometimes Lorelai wondered if she was like Samson and got all the strength from her hair…but once she sat down and thought about it made absolutely no sense, like most of her 'out there' theories did. But it didn't stop there, she had gone to extent to explain her point to Luke and he had mercilessly mocked her and she had felt stupid and giddy at the same time from Luke's teasing.

"Yes daughter, whom has many biblical references?" Lorelai called from the kitchen as she flipped through another page of her 'Jane' magazine that her and Rory had been faithful subscribers to for awhile.

"Ugh!" Rory grunted as she sat the cage down on the kitchen table ungracefully, and let the backpack slide off of her shoulders and onto the floor in a loud 'thunk' as her many books collided with the hard wood floor and each other.

"I thought class pets were out?" Lorelai questioned giving the chick in the rusty cage a closer look, picking at the paint chips that had been engendered by years of obvious solitude in some sort of janitorial or supplies closet.

"You and me both," Rory stated as she plopped down in the chair opposite Lorelai and rested her chin in her palms, "and it's actually a project, my midterm to be exact."

"What's it's name!?" Lorelai asked still curiously examining the cage and chick together.

"Case Study Number 12." Rory stated emotionless without looking up from the dark spot on the table from some mysterious event of years past.

"Well isn't that adorable." Lorelai deadpanned, "Oh! He should have a name! Let's name him!" Lorelai said, slightly bouncing in her chair and patting Rory's hand that had now fallen onto the table, her left hand the only support for her chin now as she watched Lorelai sideways.

"I am not bonding with my midterm, but thanks." Rory said, again emotionless.

"Stanley. His name is Stanley." Lorelai stated matter-of-factly, and began talking to the chick in the cage, "Hi Stanley! I'm Lorelai, and this is the house you will be in while you're…being studied by Rory…sorry I really couldn't think of a better way to word that…" Lorelai said, all the time talking to the chick.

"It's a girl."

"Oh. Well then you're Stella. Sorry about that whole Stanley thing, nothing personal. Maybe if you waxed that mustache…" Lorelai muttered the last part as if she was talking to a real person.

"Call it whatever you want." Rory said, letting out a heavy sigh, and rubbing her forehead with her left hand.

"You're grumpy. Are you sure you're okay to house-sit tonight? You won't kill the cat…or piepon…whichever one gives you attitude first?" Lorelai tried to use her humor to lighten Rory's mood.

"Mom…" Rory warned as she rubbed her eyes with her hands.

"I'm sorry babe," Lorelai said rubbing Rory's arm comfortingly, "No really, tell mommy what happened."

"Just a long day," Rory stated and noticed that Lorelai was getting up and getting her purse, "Where are you going?"

"Oh just to Luke's to pick out paint samples." Lorelai said quietly as if she didn't want Rory to know, almost like she had something to be ashamed of.

"What's with that?" Rory questioned the way Lorelai had answered.

"Well he said he couldn't decide on what color, and obviously me, with my--"

"No, I mean the way you said it…your voice got quieter towards the end like you did something slutty…or were planning on wearing something slutty…" Rory eyed Lorelai as Lorelai turned around defensively.

"Rory! I did not do anything, nor am I planning on, doing something slutty!" Lorelai said defensively.

"Well you know, things like that aren't exactly planned. I mean look at me, I wasn't pl--" Rory teased.

"Hey!" Lorelai giggled, and slapped Rory's arm as Rory also giggled at Lorelai's face that was now a deep shade of red, "Well I'm sorry but I just don't think I can put up with this anymore, I'm going now! Bye!" Lorelai said slipping her coat on and slipping out the kitchen door remembering to grab her purse on the way out.

"Trojan men!" Lorelai heard Rory call from the kitchen and caused Lorelai to scoff as she kicked an inanimate tin can across the front lawn as she climbed into the driver's side of the jeep.

I wonder if Luke is a Trojan man…more like a Roman god…

Lorelai thought to herself and blushed as she couldn't believe she had just thought about Luke like that. Giggling, she started the engine and started to Luke's.

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"See, I have designed a system." Lorelai said, bring Luke into the middle of the diner pulling him by his mid-forearm.

"That's a first." Luke deadpanned as he allowed Lorelai to lead him, trying not to focus on her slim fingers wrapped around his flannel.

"I will choose to ignore that comment. Okay you stand here," Lorelai said and left Luke in the middle of the diner and made her way over to the first sample by the doorway that led into the storage room, bathrooms, and stairway to Luke's apartment, "Here we have the sort of 'French Bistro' kind of look."

Just as expected, Luke responded, "This isn't a French bistro." crossing his arms across his chest.

"Coulda fooled me…" Lorelai smiled and winked at Luke, causing him to blush, making her way over to the next sample, "but if you wanted something more sea-y…"

"Sea-y? Is that a word? What the hell does that mean?" Luke asked, giving her and incredulous look.

"The adjective used to describe stuff like…seaweed…seashells, ocean…stuff like that!" Lorelei 'explained' only causing Luke to shake his head and roll his eyes at her ridiculousness.

"So what do you think?" Lorelai asked, being able to tell that he was actually considering it.

"Ah…" Luke started but was interrupted by Andrew bursting into the diner taking pictures of the walls and Luke and Lorelai's surprised faces.

"Andrew, what the hell do you think you're doing?" Luke asked, standing in front of him, squaring his shoulders so that even Michael Jordan would be intimidated.

"Taylor and the historian society want pictures." Andrew explained simply.

"Because this event is so rare that you have to record it?!" Luke asked hypothetically, not expecting Andrew to answer so truthfully.

"Yes, exactly." Andrew said and began taking more pictures.

"Andrew, get out!" Luke yelled, causing Andrew to turn around like a frightened cat, and quickly scatted out of the diner.

Lorelai released a sharp breath and inhaled as she was relieved that Andrew was gone and they were alone again. Not necessarily that she enjoyed being alone with Luke…actually…that was the exact reason why.

"Want some coffee?" Luke asked after a long silence, and was already half-way to the coffee maker.

"You know me so well." Lorelai said as she walked over to her familiar seat at the counter.

"The nerve of Taylor and his obnoxious 'historian society'!" Luke said 'historian society' in a mocking matter, just to show how annoyed he was with that group that mainly consisted of Taylor, the others could really care less, "I mean, is it really necessary for them to come in here like that, all of sudden and stuff, and expect me, Luke Danes, to be okay with it!? Who do they think we are!? The Romanovs!?" Luke continued to rant as he served Lorelei a fresh cup of coffee. Lorelai just stared at his eyes, she loved the way his eyes shone when he ranted like that, she loved the way his voice sounded so strong and authorized when he spoke of things so passionately.

He caught her staring at him and he only stared back. He loved the way she watched him while he ranted, and the way that she always listened, no matter if it was about politics or ducks, she always listened. He wanted a woman like that, more specifically, he wanted Lorelai. "What?" He finally asked, as her gaze continued to intensify.

"I love your rants." Lorelai said simply and smiled. She broke the stare as she realized how much closer their faces had gotten and quickly turned her attention back to the cup of black elixir before her.

"You know when the last time I painted this place?" Luke asked, knowing Lore.ai didn't know the answer.

"No, when?" Lorelai asked, sincerely interested.

"When my father was alive." Luke said, looking up to see her reaction.

"Oh, you've never mentioned your father to me." Lorelai said, letting a smile play on her lips as he opened up to her.

"Yeah…he was a great guy. That's why I kept this diner, it's also why I've never really considered painting it…he meant so much to me, it feels like this place is the last piece left of the amazing man that was my father." Luke said passionately, and looked down afraid that Lorelai would be freaked out by him opening up so much to her. He wasn't sure if that was exactly in the "Manly Code" or whatever.

"Luke…" Lorelai said, placing a hand on his in a comforting gesture, to let him know that she was there, and she was listening, "So how come you turned it into a diner?" Lorelai asked as she again realized the potential awkwardness of the situation.

"Oh, uh, well, I never really favored the hardware business." Luke said smiling up at her.

"Me neither. I'd much rather the food industry." Lorelai said, smiling at him back.

"Yeah, that and, I mean I always knew how to cook, and I guess I just assumed a diner would be more…fun." Luke added, standing up straight.

"That's a hard word for you to say!" Lorelai teased taking a sip of the hot substance in the cup that she had almost forgotten about.

"Yeah, I just always wanted to work here…just where Dad did…" Luke said holding a gaze with Lorelai again but almost instantly broke it, looking down at his feet.

"God, that's nice…to be so…connected, to your dad. I wish…I wish I would've had that." Lorelai said, thinking back about her past relationship with her parents and how she could never be able to look her parents like that, except for that time when she was ten and she had convinced her father that she wanted to go to Yale, just like him. Which, had stayed with her, until she had gotten pregnant with Rory, and almost instantly those dreams had all left her mind when Rory, that precious angel, had come into her life…and that demon Christopher had wandered off to California to "find" himself, as he had put it.

"Well you have that with Rory." Luke said, noticing the sudden change in Lorelai's blue eyes, they had lost their sparkle, like something had upset her. Almost as an instinct he rubbed her arm in comfort.

"I guess so." Lorelai said and smiled up at Luke. For about the millionth time that night, Lorelai had lost count, she had been overwhelmed with the urge to just grab his flannel and pull him into her and kiss him until she couldn't breath any longer and was forced to release him to inhale.

"You know, I think there's a spot here on the wall somewhere where my dad took an order one day when he ran out of paper." Luke said, breaking the moment, once again. Lorelai, almost disappointed, let out another sharp breath as Luke pulled his hand away from her arm and began searching the counter for the mysterious order.

"Really? Where?" Lorelai asked. Intrigued, she got up from her chair and made her way to where Luke was.

"I think somewhere on the counter…" Luke said continuing to look.

Lorelai walked around the counter to where Luke was and had a seat right behind the counter, Luke noticed and took a seat right beside her. "Ah, next to the door, on the right side." Luke said pointing to the spot he was referring to. Lorelai scooted over to where Luke was pointing.

"Oh, here it is: Three hammers; Phillip-head screwdrivers…"

"And three boxes of nails in assorted sizes…" Luke finished for her.

"Oh." Lorelai said, not expecting him to have memorized it.

"I've come across it from time to time." Luke explained, feeling dumb that he sounded like some weird kid that stared at that order all day, as if it was the only memory he had of his father, which was completely wrong.

Lorelai giggled at his 'save' and Luke laughed too.

"Well I guess it is time for a spruce." Luke said as he finally looked at the building and how old and chipped the paint looked, Lorelai did the same and was reminded of the chick Rory had brought home.

"Yeah, but let's not spruce this particular spot." Lorelai said, smiling at Luke, in that comforting way that always made him get this feeling that he never had felt before when anyone else looked at him, only her. He smiled back.

"That sounds good." They shared an intimate stare, and Lorelai swore she felt his breath on her cheek, but released the thought as soon as she heard voices outside the diner, and Taylor's voice yelling through the door.

"Luke? Luke! I know you're in there!" Taylor called, Luke began to get up to get rid of them but Lorelai pulled him back to the floor and lead him over to the side of the counter so they could subtly glance around the side and see when they were gone.

"They'll go away." Lorelai insisted when Luke gave her a questioning look. The questioning look soon turned into a loving look that they had been exchanging all night, Lorelai was tired of sharing so many moments in one night, and never fulfilling them! She was fed up. She felt him leaning in and she felt herself moving closer, determined to follow through this time she ignored Taylor's calls from the front of the diner and let her lips crash into Luke's in an obviously built-up passionate kiss.

Since they had been resting on their knees and fours, which obviously wasn't a very comfortable position, Luke shifted his weight to his upper thighs and wrapped his arms around Lorelai pulling her up with him and they mutually layed back onto the floor behind the counter.

Lorelai felt Luke's tongue against her lips and she quickly granted him access and the kiss deepened. Just as Lorelai and Luke both assume, they were soon in need of air. As they breathed heavily. Luke was now on top of Lorelai and Lorelai was on the diner floor, definitely not where she had presumed to be kissing Luke, but it worked.

"What just happened?" Luke asked, his face still merely inches away from Lorelai's.

"I think…I think…No I'm positive…that we kissed." Lorelai said squinting like she seriously didn't remember…honestly she wasn't quite sure if she had hallucinated or not, maybe this was all a dream. She pinched herself just incase. "Ow." She responded.

"What did you just do?" Luke asked, Lorelai could feel his breath on her cheek and she was so happy for this moment.

"Pinched myself…"

"Why?" Luke asked, dragging it out like he always did when he was expecting some 'Lorelai' response.

"Just to make sure I wasn't dreaming." She said and smiled up at him.

"Ah jeez…" Luke groaned and then smiled back at her, "Trust me, you're not dreaming." He said and he leaned into kiss her again, deeping it. Lorelai pressed her hand to his back to hold him there, she wanted to hang onto this moment forever, besides Taylors repitive knocking, this was a pretty magnificent moment.

As they parted reluctantly once again, Lorelai noticed that she hadn't heard anything for awhile. "I think their gone…" Lorelai whispered as Luke let his breath rebound of Lorelai's ear, which was driving her mad.

She suddenly realized where she was and what she had just done, realizing, this was Luke, diner-Luke. Luke-Luke. And she was making out with him on the diner floor, and enjoying it. She suddenly got scared. "Luke it's getting late…I should go." She whispered.

"Oh, yeah." Luke said gracefully climbed off of her and pulled her up, brushing himself off and looking down in embarrassment, thinking that Lorelai was regretting what had just happened. He personally regretted the situation they had been in when it had happened, but other than that, he had been elated with the fact that it had just

Noticing this, Lorelai quickly caught his gaze, "Hey…" She said comforting and laid a hand against his cheek, "this was great, we'll talk later." She said and pulled him in to kiss her, which he was grateful for.

"Call me." She said as she exited the diner, leaving a perplexed Luke behind the counter of the diner alone with his own thoughts and recent memories that would keep him awake all night with what happened and what could've happened.

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