A/N: hello… it's been a while since I posted anything, and I didn't think it would be GG, but thanks to my awesome friend Tony, who gave me an idea or two in which I couldn't pass up, I present you a new story… hope you like it! =D

Lorelai had been so busy at the Inn that she had missed her morning cup of coffee, and she didn't feel like she was functioning all that well without it. Finally, when she noticed there was no one else to serve at the counter, she had put Michelle in charge and slipped out, with one thing on her mind – coffee at Luke's.

It took her ten minutes to get there. It would have taken quicker if she wasn't so weak from the lack of caffeine.

She dragged her feet across the tiled floor of the diner, and up to the counter. She dramatically slumped down in the chair and dropped her head on her hands. "I need coffee…" she groaned. "I-I ca- can't work… I can't function without… without it."

Luke rolled his eyes.

"Where were you this morning?" he asked obediently pouring out a cup of coffee in one of those plastic-go cups.

Lorelai moaned.

"Here…" he said pushing the cup across the counter to her.

She leisurely lifted her head as if it took effort, and she reached out her hand to grasp it, before taking it to her lips, and drawing the liquid into her mouth. She instantly made sounds that sounded like something that should be reserved for the bedroom. "Oh God…" she moaned. "This is SOOOOOOOOO good."

Luke concealed a smile.

"You missed your Danish," Luke stated.

"Today isn't Danish day," she said lifting her head up, seemingly perkier since her mouthful of caffeine.

Luke shrugged. "You missed your coffee."

"I know," she said. "I had an emergency at the Inn. Michelle was rambling on about paw-paw and eating shoes, and…" she shook her head trying to wipe the memory from her mind. Where Michelle was concerned, there was always an emergency, and it usually included his dogs.

"Feel better now?" he asked gesturing to her cup.

"Yes. If I had the energy, I would kiss you."

Luke raised his eyebrows.

As if by cue, his girlfriend, Alley came down from his upstairs apartment, dressed in a pants suit. Alley was a receptionist for one of the law firms in Stars Hollow. She and Luke had been dating for six weeks now. Lorelai was waiting for the day when he admitted that he was unhappy and wanted out. Luke never kept a girlfriend long, he didn't know the concept of dating too well, and usually the women gave up on him, thinking he'd never get it. Luke wasn't your average guy, to say the least.

"Goodmorning, Lukey," she smiled kissing his cheek.

He blushed with obvious embarrassment. He had never been easy going with displays of public affection. He turned his head away, avoiding eye contact with Lorelai, as if he expected her to make some sort of remark.

"Oh, hello Lorelai," Alley said as if she had just acknowledged her presence. "I didn't see you there."

"Yeah, well I'm easy to miss," she replied forcing a smile.

Luke scoffed.

Lorelai didn't particularly like Alley. She had no real reason why, she just didn't, but for the sake of her friendship with Luke, she was friendly. Lorelai stood from the stool, gripping her cup in her hands. "Thanks," she said to Luke. "You're my hero in an apron."

"Yeah," he replied.

"I'll see you later," she called over her shoulder.

"Have you told her yet?" Lorelai heard Alley ask. She slowed down, staining to overhear the conversation.

"Not yet," he said. "I didn't get the chance."

"You have to tell her."

"I will," he said. "Later."

Lorelai frowned as she closed the diner door behind her, wondering what Luke would have to tell her. She'd make sure she made a stop on the way home.

Ooooh, do I love cliff-hangers. =D