Lorelai's POV

I was sitting in Luke's Diner and I was confused. Something just wasn't sitting right and I just needed to figure out what it was. I did know one thing for sure though, coffee was heaven. I can't believe I've gone two weeks without it. I was wondering why Rory told me that I didn't like it, and I figured that she was just playing a joke on me... well played daughter of mine. I wasn't upset about that, it was just coffee... magical liquid, my own personal god in a cup... but it wasn't hurting anybody, so it was a good joke. Luke had just left me to go serve some customers, but he assured me that when he came back we would play cards. I told him that I don't remember anything and he assured me that he'd teach me. I like Luke. I don't know why exactly... he's just nice. I can't remember our relationship before, I don't even know if we had one, Rory never mentioned him. But every now and then I get a feeling, I don't know how to describe it, but I just know... I just know that he is someone special.

I try and think back to when I lost my memory. I don't remember anything until Kirk spoke. Kirk told me that a watermelon rolled off the roof of the market and hit me in the head, I don't remember it. All I remember is that he was there and he was so concerned, but he's my boyfriend, so he should be concerned. I wasn't one hundred per cent sure with our relationship, something was nagging at me inside, but when Rory came out and confirmed it I just shrugged those feelings off. They had no reason to lie, and I had just lost my memory. A week passed and I could see why I would be dating Kirk. He was nice and sweet, never pushed me towards something that I was uncomfortable with. He was always asking me simple things like if I was allergic to tuna and it just showed me how much he cared. I grew closer to him. He was a good stable guy, and he seemed to adore me which was an added bonus. But then there were the downsides.

Kirk never let me get close to him, physically. He said that it was because I had a cold, which was true, but... I'm not sure. He kept on evading my advances and after a while I cooled down, I didn't want to scare him off. He seemed shy and maybe that was why. But then other things came to the surface. It seemed as though he had an unhealthy relationship with his mother. He claimed that she was sick, but I never saw her. Rory came home one day telling me that the woman approached her on the street, she seemed shook up. I began to suspect that he still lived at home, but that didn't matter to me. But the thing that annoyed me the most out of everything was his eagerness to please me. I could have told him to jump off a cliff and he would have, not that I would, but you don't want that in a relationship. You need a little bit of willingness, but you have to have the fun of convincing your partner to partake in your crazy ideas. Kirk didn't get that, he always complied.

Rory came to me the other day crying. It was upsetting to say the least, I didn't like seeing her like that. I immediately comforted her. I tried not to push her for information and eventually she told me. She told me that my relationship with Kirk was a lie, I didn't believe her, how could I? We had spent two weeks together and they weren't bad. Kirk cared for me and I cared for Kirk. It didn't matter that I didn't remember the first six months of our relationship, they were irrelevant to me. She kept on trying to convince me. I tried to think of it her way, but I couldn't. Both Kirk and Rory had told me that we were dating, their stories were the same, it just didn't make sense. I would know if we weren't dating. I don't know how, but I just would. You can't just make up feelings and such, you just can't.

"Penny for your thoughts?" Luke asked me and I snapped out of it.

"Make it a dollar and you have yourself a deal," I quipped back and Luke smiled at me, and it wasn't an ordinary smile, it was a full blown make my heart melt smile. I don't know why he did it, but every now and then after I say something or do something he gets that smile. It makes me happy, it makes me smile too.

"Okay," Luke said still smiling, pulling out a dollar and sliding it over to me.

"You're nice Luke," I don't know why I said it, but I didn't regret it.

"Really?" Luke questioned, he seemed surprised, "that's what you were thinking about?"

"Well among other things," I answer smiling at him, he seemed a little flustered, he looked cute... wait cute, what?

"So do you want to play cards now?" Luke asked me as he grabbed a deck from below the counter.

"Can I ask a question first?" I was suddenly nervous and I had no idea why.

"Sure," Luke answered, but he was eyeing me slightly confused.

"When did we first meet?" It was bugging me. We seemed connected and I was just comfortable with him. Something led me to believe that we had met before and we were... friends, at the very least.

"It was in the diner," Luke told me and I noticed that he got a wistful faraway look on his face, he looked undeniable happy, "it was during lunch, and it was a very busy day. The diner was packed. You came tearing in, in a caffeine frenzy. I was with a customer at the time, but you interrupted me. You were all wild-eyed begging for coffee." I was so engaged in his story, it didn't sound like me at all, but somehow I just knew that it was. "I told you to wait your turn. Which you did by following me around the diner, talking a mile a minute. I don't know what you were saying, I couldn't understand half of it and the other half I just tuned out. I finally turn around and I tell you that you're being annoying. I say sit down and shut up, I'll get to you when I get to you. You didn't listen of course, but then out of nowhere you asked me when my birthday was. I wouldn't tell you but you wouldn't shut up so I gave in."

I was smiling now. This woman he talked about seemed like a distant memory, but I loved Luke's demeanor when he talked about her, I could tell that he cared deeply for her, even if he was trying to hide it.

"I watched as you went and got the newspaper and opened it up to the horoscopes page. You wrote something down, tore it out, and handed it to me. So I was looking at this piece of paper in my hand, and under Scorpio you had written 'you will meet an annoying woman today, give her coffee, and she'll go away. So I gave you coffee-"

"And I didn't go away?" I asked him half knowing and half hopeful. Luke smiled at me.

"You told me to hold onto that horoscope," Luke said as he pulled out his wallet from his back pocket, "put it in my wallet and carry it around with me," he pulled out a small scrap of paper and held it out to me... I was in shock, "and one day it would bring me luck."

"Umm," I was shocked, I fingered the horoscope in disbelief. "You kept this in your wallet?"

"Eight years," Luke answered.

"Eight years," I repeat. Eight years? I had known this wonderful, caring man for eight years and neither Rory or Kirk bothered to tell me. It didn't make sense, nothing made sense. Nothing fit anymore. If they lied about Luke then what else had they lied about.

"Lorelai," Luke began nervously and I turned my attention back to him. He suddenly looked vulnerable. "Me... you... Umm... I don't know how to say this... I just."

I watched him as he took a breath. I smiled at him encouragingly. Hoping that he could get over his nerves and tell me what is on his mind. His demeanor suddenly changed, he wasn't nervous anymore, he had found his confidence. He leant towards me and I subconsciously leant towards him. Our lips met in the middle, it was sweet and soft, all Luke. He pulled away and I was dazed. It was like I had been waiting for this to happen for eight years, I just didn't know it. I stared into Luke's eyes, he was proud but he was also nervous. I smiled back at him, and then it clicked, it all clicked. The fog cleared and I... I remembered. I remembered everything. I grabbed Luke by the collar and pulled him closer to me. I kissed him roughly, passionately. I kissed him like there was no tomorrow. I pulled back and this time Luke was dazed. And then it hit me.

"Rory!" I yelled. I saw Luke recoil a little as he pointed out the window. I turned around and looked. She was standing across the street with Jess. I saw her face go from confusion to realization, and then her face immediately fell. She looked frightened. Sure I was mad. I mean Kirk, come on, that's just mean. But in the end I couldn't seem to care. I turned my attention back to Luke. Luke, my Luke. He saved me, he brought me back and nothing else mattered. I had Luke now and I couldn't have asked for anything more.

The End