NOTE: I'm so sorry! This was supposed to be posted last night (Monday) but my internet got screwed up! Gah! So just pretend this was posted yesterday...

It's the last chapter!

I know, I know. You can stop crying now. It'll be okay.

If you're still in need of my stories, I have a new one out that's post-Partings. But it's better-no final scene.

Anyways, I want to thank everyone who has ever had anything to do with this story. Whether you read and reviewed constantly, or not-so-constantly, or I talked to you about it, or you offered a bribe to try and get me to update faster, anything. Thanks. Sending you giggles, medals, shrimp, parades, anything else mentioned.

Dedicated to my cousin who loves George Clooney. Her obsession sparked this idea. Thanks, hun. You freaking rock.

I actually had this done nearly a month ago, just after I finished 'No One Likes Ultimatums' (READ IT!) But I wanted to post the last chapter on my b-day (today) just because I can. So make sure you review not just because it'll be your last chance (a hinta hinta).

And now, on with the chapter!

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"Oh my God! You are such a man!"

"Well, I kind of am-"

"We're lost!"

"No, we're no-" Luke tried to interject in the semi-argument he and his wife were having.

"Just ask for directions! How hard is it? Why is it that men never stop for directions? Is it your manly egos? Or do you have Map-Quest built inside all of you?" Lorelai raised an eyebrow.

"You're going to wake the kids." Luke pointed to the backseat of the car to see the twins asleep in their car seats.

"I might wake them, but at least I'd get home before the time they're old enough to drive!" Lorelai exclaimed.

"Okay, I know where we are, alright?" Luke said reluctantly.

"Oh really? Do tell."

"Well, we're in Litchfield-"

"No! So are you saying that that sign we passed 3 minutes ago that said Welcome To Litchfield was actually telling the truth?"

"-and we're close to where Nicole and I had our...town house." He exhaled deeply, remembering that tremendously eventful night.

"Oh." She quietly replied. "Luke, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to instigate it." She apologized as he pulled over near a familiar spot.

"Yeah, well. That night wasn't all bad." He half smiled.

"Don't I know it?" She smiled back.

"Come on," he motioned for them to get out of the car. Once Lorelai was out, she opened the back door, because obviously locking your young children in a car is a no-no.

The both of them walked over to where they stood before nearly 4 years ago. And although it's not a significant amount of time so much had changed. She felt him take her hand in his as they stared up at the town house. Memories of that night flooded back to them.

"I wonder… could I get back at her somehow?"

"Well, I think I know how we can get Nicole jealous, trust me, I know what women hate… but, you better be a good actor there. This is gonna require some serious heat and acting skills."

"Just call me George Clooney." The first time the nickname came to be.

"...LUKE! Trust me on this! Now pick me up and open the door!"

I can't believe I'm making out with Luke!

I can't believe I'm making out with Lorelai!

"Luke!" Nicole gasped, pulling away from The Sock Man

"We-we were already, kind of broken up! And, it's kind of obvious you're with Lorelai now! I knew you had something for her. Let's just get a divorce and get it over with!"

"Cheater, cheater, Sock Man eater!" Lorelai sang in her head as Luke and Nicole had it out.

"Wow." Lorelai broke the silence.

"What?"

"Seems so long ago. But I remember everything so vividly."

"Like...what?"

"Like," she sighed, wishing that she wouldn't have to try and explain, "what we were wearing, what you smelled like, the look on Nicole's face when we walked in on them..." The last listed item came out as a laugh, and Luke joined in in his low-chuckle-manly way. The laugh that sent shivers down her spine.

"Funny how one event can dramatically change the course of your life. I mean, if it weren't for your desire to seek revenge on your then soon-to-be-ex-wife then we wouldn't have gotten together and ended up where we are now."

"You really wouldn't have noticed me if we didn't have that uhh...moment, up there?" Luke asked sadly. There was a trickle of disappointment in his tone.

"I don't know. Maybe. There is a part of my mind that says that some other event must have happened to bring us together eventually. I was just saying that we wouldn't have the exact same life as we do now. Maybe the twins wouldn't be twins, just a boy or girl, and maybe the house would be a different color or something." His expression became slightly happier, but not so much, and Lorelai noticed it. "To be completely honest with you, I...I thought about it even before we were together. Us, I mean. I was just scared."

"You were scared?" Luke blurted out.

"Yeah. I mean, you were Luke. The coffee god-"

"Yes, but you were Lorelai Gilmore! Do you have any idea how much I didn't want to screw anything up? I didn't-and still don't- want to be one of those guys who leaves you for whatever God damn reason! You're too good for me." Luke sighed.

"No. Never. You- You know what?" She asked, eyes sparkling.

"What?"

"Let's just go home, okay?" She smiled and beamed at him.

"Alright." He answered, placing a soft kiss on her lips as a sign of reassurance.

"Come on! The Stars Hollow Video Store just got Ocean's Twelve in on DVD!" She raced off to the car.

"Wait! Lorelai, doesn't that have-"

"George Clooney in it? Yeah! Come on!" He rolled his eyes at her excited response and walked back over to the car.

"Don't worry. Luke Danes, you are far sexier than George Clooney, any day." Lorelai said genuinely once they were both inside the vehicle.

He just smiled.

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Yay! The end!

I truly hoped you guys enjoyed reading as much as I did writing! This was my fav story that I've written so far.

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