Last Chapter: "I also came to ask you something," Luke said stepping close to Lorelai. She stood there, frozen.

Default: I don't own Gilmore Girls, or the names that the brilliant Amy Sherman created. Song: "I Try" by Macy Grey.

They stood there with the door open, blowing soft gusts around their feet, and the television on behind them sounding through out the house.

"You needed to ask me something?" Lorelai repeated, realizing how close they were and stepped back. Luke walked further inside and closed the door behind him. The television still sounded in the background, making the moment a little more awkward.

Rory changed the channel and a Macy Grey song came on, already half way over. Lorelai turned her head slightly to pick up the lyrics and she noticed Luke listening too.

I may appear to be free

But I'm just a prisoner of your love

And I may seem all right and smile when you leave

But my smiles are just a front

They both eyed each other suspiciously, searching the other's faces for a sign. Lorelai noticed that the left corner of Luke's lips twitched slightly, and Luke caught that Lorelai's right pinkie was slowly wiggling to and fro.

Just a front, hey

I play it off, but I'm dreaming of you

I'll keep my cool, but I'm fiendin'

"Well," Luke coughed. Lorelai rocked nervously on the balls of her feet, and nodded her head.
"You wanted to ask me something?" She asked again, watching his lip twitch. "Yeah, well, it was nothing," Luke admitted sadly. He placed his right foot behind him, making a move to leave, but paused.

I try to say goodbye and I choke

Try to walk away and I stumble

Though I try to hide it, it's clear

My world crumbles when you are not near

The words echoed in both their minds and slowly Luke pulled his right leg back and placed it in front of him, imitating Lorelai. She reached out and put her hands on his upper arms. He cautiously touched his fingers to her waist as they stopped with less than a foot between them.

Here is my confession

May I be your possession

Boy, I need your touch

Your love kisses and such

Lorelai glanced down at her feet briefly before nervously looking up into Luke's eyes. They bore into her and she felt her breath being pulled out of her lungs. Luke noticed that Lorelai was becoming breathless and he loosened his arms around her waist.

She noticed the extra slack and stepped closer into his embrace. Luke felt her hot breath on his neck and cleared his throat nervously. He cast his glance to the ceiling and closed his eyes briefly before looking back at her face.

Lorelai stood there, in Luke's arms, watching him squirm softly in their closeness. She smirked to herself as he tried to continue to stand. Luke turned his head slightly and pushed down onto her lips.

They just pressed against each other, savoring in the sweet moment, having their breaths sucked out of their lungs. Lorelai got up on to her tiptoes, deepening the kiss. She moaned into his mouth, making Luke uncomfortable.

A creak broke them apart and they looked at the entrance behind them. Rory was trying to shuffle her way towards the kitchen quietly. She smiled shyly and hopped off with a nervous laugh.

Lorelai started giggling, laying her head upon Luke's chest. He froze, not knowing what to do next. "Well," He coughed.

Lorelai pulled back with a smile and happily bounced near the hall, grabbing the pancakes on her way. "Hungry?" She playfully asked, waiting for his answer.

Luke shifted awkwardly near the door and shook his head. "I should really be getting back," he responded. Lorelai paused and nodded. "Yeah," she agreed.

Luke turned around and opened the door and paused. He half expected to hear Macy Grey telling him not to leave again, but there wasn't any singing. Continuing, Luke closed the door behind him with one last glance at Lorelai.

With a sigh, Lorelai headed towards the kitchen, meeting Rory at the fridge. Rory smirked at her mom as she reached in and grabbed the syrup. "Mommy and Lukey, sitting in a tree," Rory taunted. Lorelai groaned.

"I thought you were injured?" She said, placing the pancakes in the microwave. Rory shook her head. "It's not that bad." "How bad you want it?" Lorelai asked, holding the spatula above her head menacingly.

Rory laughed and took two paper plates out of a cupboard. Lorelai turned around and took the sizzling pancakes out and placed them on the plated. Together, they sat at the table silently.

Lorelai poured the syrup onto her pancakes, followed by Rory. They stared at each other for a while before breaking the silence.

"Are you gonna ask him out?" Rory asked bluntly. Lorelai scoffed and stuffed her mouth with pancake. She mumbled silently, something like "mmff a mhhfffmm."

"What was that?" Rory asked, leaning forward on the table. Lorelai choked down her food and took a deep breath. "Are you trying to kill me?" She said loudly.

Rory shrugged. "If not me then Luke," She mocked sitting back in her seat. Lorelai glared at her. "I just don't know what I'm going to do okay," She shared openly.

Rory smiled and reached for the syrup. Lorelai snatched it from the table and guzzled the rest onto her plate, drowning the pancake. "Ha," She laughed. Rory grimaced at the sight of her mother's plate and started to eat her pancake again.

For "CantGetEnoughofLuke" who's review was touching and inspired me to write another chapter!