Disclaimer: Yes, I own it all. I own Gilmore girls and the world. Now the tall men in white jackets are here to give me my medicine, so enjoy the story!

A/n: This is just an idea I had and decided to write it down. The dates may not be exact, but go with me here. Hope you enjoy, and don't forget to review!

Summary: Lorelai married Max, Luke never divorced Nicole. When the two couples start fighting, Luke and Lorelai turn to each other for comfort.

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"Fine!" Lorelai shouted into the phone. She slammed her cell phone closed and continued her walk through the square. She and Max had been fighting a lot lately. Actually, it had started around the time that Luke started dating Nicole, and had just escalated. Of course, Lorelai denied that the two had anything to do with each other.

Lorelai continued her walk until she came upon her destination: Luke's Diner.

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"Fine!" Luke yelled into the diner's phone. He slammed the phone back into the cradle. He and Nicole had been fighting more and more, ever since she had asked him to move to Litchfield instead of her moving to Stars Hollow. He didn't know why this bothered him. Any spectators would say it was because he would be even farther from Lorelai. Of course, he would deny any of these accusations.

Luke turned around to see those baby blues. "Coffee?" he asked in a much gentler tone than he had used on the phone.

"How 'bout gin? Got any gin?" she asked, her normal sarcastic tone wasn't there.

"Trouble in paradise?" he asked, trying to be the comforting friend, though his anger was rising, and it was aimed at the man that had caused that look on this wonderful woman's face.

"I wouldn't know. I haven't been in paradise in a long time." Deep down, Lorelai know exactly when she had left the lovely island: the day she said 'I do.'

"I think we're in the same boat," he said, pouring her a cup of coffee.

"Yeah, the one lost at sea." Luke smiled.

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It was around closing time, and Luke and Lorelai were both still (excuse my French) bitching about their significant others.

Ceaser came out of the kitchen interrupting the chatter. "Hey, boss, I'm gonna head out. Unless you need-"

"No, it's fine, Ceaser. Have a good night."

"Will do. Bye, Lorelai."

"Night." Lorelai turned her head from the door to look at Luke. "Aargh! I so do not want to go home tonight."

"Why not crash upstairs? Jess' bed's still up there. And there's beer. Not as good as gin, but it'll still drown our sorrows." Luke grinned.

"Early delivery or just hiding from the Mrs.?"

"Not hiding, just…giving us both time to cool off."

Lorelai smiled. "Alright then, let's go drown those pesky sorrows, shall we?" Lorelai got up from the stool she was sitting on.

"We shall." Luke flipped the lights off before following Lorelai upstairs.

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Several beer bottles later…

"And he snores."

"She's controlling."

"He's jealous of you."

"She's jealous of you."

In their drunken state, it took awhile for the facts of the conversation to sink in, but when they did, they hit like a ten-ton truck.

They spoke at the same time.

"Why would he be jealous of me?"

"Why would she be jealous of me?"

They stared at each other for a few moments, but looked away. Neither could look at the other.

Each prayed that the other wouldn't remember this in the morning and both knew they themselves would.

"Do you love her?" The question was unexpected, and it caught Luke off guard. But he quickly regained his composure and answered her question honestly. "No."

Both were still avoiding eye contact, but Luke got the nerve to look at her as he asked, "Him?"

She answered quickly without much thought. When it came to love, you didn't need to think, just feel. "No. Never have really. It was a marriage of convenience. I didn't think I'd ever find 'the one' so I settled for 'number two.'"

"You shouldn't settle. You deserve 'the one,' not runner up."

Lorelai smiled. "So do you." She still couldn't look at him, though she could feel his gaze on her.

"I've found 'the one.' Only problem is…she's taken."

Lorelai's mind wandered at this statement. "By…?" she asked hopefully. She knew Luke had had a thing for her, but that 'thing' couldn't have turned into love…could it? Lorelai finally faced Luke as he gave his answer.

"Someone, I have recently found out, that she doesn't love."

Lorelai's heart skipped as his stare seemed to penetrate her inner workings. Her soul.

She scooted over on the couch, closer to Luke. He did the same.

A peck on the lips soon turned into a hot, fiery, passionate kiss.

They parted, breathless.

"Lorelai, I don't know-"

"Shhh," she cut him off.

"You're married. I'm married," Luke tried to reason.

"Yes, but we're only married on paper. Not in our hearts."

"But-" He was cut off again.

"Luke, stop thinking and feel. You think this is a bad idea, but what do you feel?"

It took only a second for Luke to wrap his arms around her waist once again and press his lips to hers.

Lorelai pulled back. "Mmm, thought so."

Luke didn't even open his eyes. He just smiled and pulled her back into their previous position.

Clothes were discarded, 'wow's and 'oh's were exclaimed and they fell asleep in each other's arms.

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A/n: So, what do you think? This is obviously going to be a multi-chaptered story. I know I am queen of the one-shots, but I figured it was time for one of these. I have the whole thing written, just need to type it out. So new chapters will be up quickly. Please leave a review, whether you loved it hated it or are somewhere in between.