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As soon as Lorelai walked out of the diner, the winds tried to blow her over once more as they screamed in her ear, "Look over! Look ahead of you!"

It turned out that the wind knew what it was talking about. Christopher sat on his motorcycle with no ignition started or his helmet on, sadly looking over at Lorelai.

The rain that had started while she was in the diner had fallen upon the two of them as they stared at one another.

The rain quickly soaked her long, beige jacket, her medium-length, dark, curly hair, and her small, leather handbag, which she ignored as she felt bad for what he had become. She meant every word she said in the diner, and wouldn't take it back in a million years.

"I hope one day you'll see that we're good for one another," Christopher said loudly, trying to speak over the downpour that was pelting the concrete sidewalks and cement streets.

"Good…" Lorelai repeated loudly, "But not perfect…"

Christopher looked away from the woman he loved, not wanting to yell in frustration. He started the motorcycle's ignition as his curly hair damped just enough to fall in front of his face.

"Maybe, at a better time," Lorelai said loudly as he looked up at her a final time, "Not likely...but maybe."

Christopher nodded as he quickly drove away from her, purposely hitting a puddle in the street so it's splash back up at her. It didn't make a difference since she was already wet, but it made her mad.

Lorelai had no umbrella. No hood to her coat. Nothing, but the Jeep she didn't feel like walking to.

The wind's laughter crackled in her ear as she stood there. The rain attempted to slap her across the face as the first sound of thunder screamed at her to get out of the storm.

Meanwhile, Luke looked out of his diner window, seeing a distressed Lorelai Gilmore was in dire need of assistance.

He sighed as he stopped pouring a cup of coffee for the customer in front of him, "God damn, it. Lorelai…"

Luke quickly grabbed his black leather coat and black umbrella, running towards the door. It opened with a little ding, causing everyone to look at him.

Why would someone like Luke go out in crappy weather like this?

"Oh, Prince Charming," Ms. Patty snickered as she sipped her coffee, watching the scene going on outside.

Lorelai turned around when she heard Luke's door whisper ding, and smiled at her knight in shining armor.

Without saying any words, Luke raised his umbrella over Lorelai's head, causing him to be fully exposed to the pelting of the rain, which he didn't mind one bit.

He smiled as her delicate sky blue eyes tried to read the expression on his face, "Thank you…"

He didn't reply as he delicately placed his black, leather jacket over her shoulders (miraculously with one arm which I may add).

He used his fingers to brush her dark, wet hair behind her ears, so it didn't cover her face. This caused Lorelai to smile at him with care.

Luke used his left hand to hold the umbrella over her head, and his free hand to hold her waist so he could guide her towards her car.

Luke kept her balanced as the wind tried to shove her over. He gripped her waist tighter, afraid she was going to blow away.

As he opened the car door for her, she quickly got in so the rain wouldn't slap her already red cheeks anymore.

She started to take his jacket off, but Luke smiled, "Keep it. You need it."

"But it's yours…" she argued, "Plus, it looks expensive and I don't want to steal anything expensive from you…"

Luke rolled his eyes, "Just...keep it. Just in case there's weather like this again. Now, god damn it, shut your car door so it doesn't get wet."

"Oh, dirty!"

He smiled as he started to walk off, and as she closed her car door.

Before she drove away, she raised her hand up (a benign wave), hoping he'd realize that meant thank you.

As he turned towards her Jeep one last time before he went back in his diner, Luke saw her wave, and gently waved back.

She gave him a huge smile in return and drove away, which made Luke happy. He stared at her Jeep until it was out of sight, hearing the million of droplets of rain crashing thunderously onto the top of his umbrella. He didn't mind it though.

Even though the wind was wickedly laughing in his ear, and telling him he was an idiot, he was happy. Even though, his shirt was soaked and he'd probably never see his jacket again, he was happy.

The explosion of thunder forced him out of his trance as he carefully went back into the diner, trying not to pull a Lorelai (where the door crashes into the wall).

Instead of pulling a Lorelai, the door whispered a ding, which the sound was no match for the pelting of rain and explosion of thunder. Nobody noticed he had walked in, except Jess, his nephew, who was trying to hide his laughter with a smirk.

He always knew Luke was trying way too hard to get Lorelai to go out with him. He could see it. God, the whole town could see it. The only person who seemed blind to his attempts was Lorelai, which made Luke look pathetic.

As he passed Jess to go upstairs to change his damp shirt, he commented on his smirk, whispering, "Shut up."

Meanwhile, Lorelai knew she was late to work. Well, she had already went earlier, but she promised Mia she'd be back in an hour since she had to talk to Christopher. It's been two long hours.

God, how could she have been so stupid. She could've risked her job because she was too busy yelling at Chris and staring at Luke.

God, I'm a whore.

Running into the inn, Lorelai wrestled with the wind, trying to shut the door, while the wind tried to push it towards her and into the wall.

People stared at her as she won the battle, slamming the door into the lock.

Painting, she held her back against it for a minute, even though it was perfectly closed.

Lorelai ran her left hand through her extremely damp hair, trying to sink in everything that had just happened. Chris yelled at her, she told him she didn't love him, she stayed in the rain, and Luke helped her get dry.

At the thought of Luke, she smiled and looked down at the rain-stained, black, leather jacket she was wearing. She ran her left hand through the material of the jacket on her right arm, and smiled.

It smelled like him: coffee and pumpkin spice. It also smelled a little like rain because of the storm, but she could easily wash that out. The smell of Luke would probably be there for awhile, which she wanted.

"Lorelai!" Sookie yelled as she ran towards her friend, "I thought you died!"

She hugged Lorelai as she bear hugged her back, "Let's just say I had a pretty messed up morning."

"Oh my god," Sookie yelled as she let go of Lorelai's hug, "Your hair is so wet. Did you get caught in the storm?"

"Something like that."

"Are you okay? Did you crash your car?" Sookie asked with her eyes wide open.

Lorelai laughed, "No, no. I'm okay, Sookie. If I did crash the car, I would've called you and acted as my usual cool, calm, collected self."

While Lorelei kept babbling, Sookie stared at her sudden change in jackets, frowning at the size of it, knowing it probably wasn't hers, "Where did you get this?"

Lorelai frowned. Shit, she thought. She didn't want her to notice. Instead explaining, Lorelai did her usual thing, she lied with a joke, "I stole it."

"Really?" Sookie asked with a smirk, trying hard not to laugh at her stupid remark.

Lorelai shook her head, "It doesn't matter...it has been a really long morning…"

Sookie nodded, "Yeah, the storm is really bad. I hope Rory will get home okay."

"She will. I told her to meet me here after school," Lorelai informed Sookie. Instead of going on with the subject any further, she asked, "So...did Mia notice I was gone?"

Sookie shook her head, "No, she was at a board meeting all morning. You got lucky, but I bet she wouldn't of cared if you were gone this long. Mia loves you."

Lorelai nodded, "I know...I just don't wanna take advantage of that love."

Sookie frowned, looking at Lorelai's jacket, "I just can't help but notice that I've seen that jacket before."

Lorelai raised her eyebrows as she exhaled a long breathe, "Well, there are a lot of jackets like this one. The Greasers wore these, so did Michael Jackson, and let's not forget when our girl Marilyn Monroe wore a leather jacket like this. She proved women looked way better in these things than men."

Sookie frowned, "You, Lorelai Gilmore, had a sudden interest to look like Marilyn Monroe?"

Lorelai nodded her head, "Yes, I also was thinking about dying my hair blonde and using one of those hair conditioners that really gives it that poof, you know? Also, on the way home, I might grab a snickers bar to eat."

As Lorelai babbled, trying to avert Sookie from the conversation, her friend's frown turned into a smile as she excitedly started to jump up and down, "I know who wears that jacket!"

Lorelai exhaled heavily as Sookie figured out, "It's Luke's!"

She awkwardly stood there as she rolled her eyes, half-smiling, "Yes, it's his, but that doesn't matter."

Sookie smiled as she bit down on her lip, "Tell me more! Tell me more! Tell me the story!"

Lorelai hesitated as customers were starting to stare at the two of them. Mainly because Lorelai was wet from the rain, causing her to look strange. A close second was Sookie making lots of noise as she questioned her about what happened.

Dirty! She thought to herself at the thought of that sentence.

"Can we go in the kitchen?" Lorelai whispers to Sookie, causing her to stop jumping up and down. She knew the situation was suddenly turning serious or weird enough where they needed to talk in private.

"Sure. Sure thing."

As soon as they reached the inn's kitchen, Sookie raised her eyebrows, "Come on, spill. I love yeah, but I need to know these things."

Lorelai sighed, "I know, I know. That's why I'm going to tell you. Okay, so the meeting between Chris and I didn't go so well."

"When do they?"

"Well, it was public so it made it worse. We fought in the middle of Luke's," Lorelai informed.

"Was Patty there?"

"Of course Patty was there."

"Oh god, you're screwed."

Lorelai's eyes went wide, "I know! Especially since Christopher was drunk! He was also asking me questions about our relationship. I had to shout to him that I didn't love him in front of half the town."

"Everyone knows?"

"Everyone knows."

Sookie started to chop some vegetables, still listening to her best friend, "How did Luke react?"

"That's the thing," Lorelai quickly responded, "As soon as Christopher left, he yelled at Patty to not say a word, otherwise she'd never be a customer there ever again."

"Wow, was that a death threat?"

"I don't know."

Sookie smiled, "What else did he do?"

Lorelai nervously played with her fingers, knowing how Sookie would react to the next part, "Well...when I left the diner, Chris was there. He drove away on his motorcycle and purposely splashed more water into my face."

"With his motorcycle or hands?"

"Yes, with our hands. We played "mud fight" in Jackson's garden."

"Bad mood?" Sookie casually asked as she continued to chop vegetables, going on to fruit.

"Extremely. Anyways, Luke saw that Chris did that and came out with a coat and umbrella. Then, escorted me to my car, holding my waist so I wouldn't blow away."

Sookie smirked, "He held your waist? Wow."

"I know!"

Sookie set down her knife and wiped her hands together. When she finished, she stepped a few feet closer to Lorelai and whispered, "Do you have feelings for him?"

Lorelai sighed, "That's the thing, I don't know anymore. There was this moment where I thought...I don't know," she waved her hand like it was no big deal.

"What moment? Did you kiss?"

"No, but we stared at one another for a long time, but it wasn't awkward or weird...I don't know. I barely understand it myself. It was kind of like that cheesy moment in a Disney movie to be honest."

Sookie laughed as she wiped her hands against her apron, "It could've been 'the look'."

"The look?"

Sookie laughed in a quirky way before adding, "It's supposed to be some kind of rumor, but it says that if you do that sort of thing, you're meant to be."

"You're kidding."

"Nope."

Lorelai smirked, "Where'd you find that? Us Weekly?"

"New York Times."

"Really?"

"Yup, I swear. Horoscope section."

Lorelai smiled at the thought. What if Luke and her were meant to be? What if they were supposed to date and get married. The thought gave her a little glow for the rest of the day.

I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. Please don't forget to write reviews and tell me how you think it is. I really like to hear your guys opinions so I can make this story and my writing better. Thanks!

For the next few chapters, what happens when Lorelai accidentally wears the jacket to Friday Night dinner? What happens when The Gilmores drive into the storm? And what happens when Chris is unwelcomely invited?