Only 4 days, the thought caused a huge smile to form on her face as she pushed open the front door with much difficulty due to the pile of cardboard boxes in her arms, and let herself in. Only 4 days until the wedding. I can't believe it! She slowly climbed the stairs to her room, and settled the boxes down on her bed. Mrs. Luke Danes. She picked up one of the many boxes and walked over to her wardrobe. She happily started sifting through her stuff, occasionally placing something into the box.

She hadn't made a fuss about having to clear out her wardrobe to make room for Luke's things. Unlike with Max or Jack. She sighed. I haven't thought about them in a while. And it was true, she was so happy with Luke that none of the problems (or people) that had tried to get in the way of their relationship seemed worthy of being thought about. But now, thinking about the wedding, she couldn't stop her mind thinking about them.

Her thoughts were interrupted when her hand glided over a small pink book, My diary. She picked it up and slowly walked over to her bed, she moved the boxes to make room to sit down. She opened it onto the first page and read aloud.

Lorelai Gilmore Private Keep Out!

She couldn't help but smile at how naive she was; Writing 'Private Keep Out' in your diary makes people want to read further. Idiot.

She glanced at a few of the early entries in her precious book, but she knew the date she was looking for. The day he came back.

Oh My God! Oh My God! Oh My God! He's back! I can't believe it! Ok I need to calm down or I'm going to

Ok so I was walking along the road with Jack, like normal. Everything was normal, we were walking back to the Inn, hand-in-hand and of course we were taking the fastest root, which meant passing the diner. But everything was not normal, not at all. There he was, standing in front of the diner. He was staring at the diner, probably wondering why it was still open after he left. He looked exactly like he normally did, baseball cap, flannel shirt and a pair of jeans. Perfect!

Of course I totally freaked. I just stopped right where I had been, staring. Jack had no idea what was happening, how could he, he never knew Luke did he? I just stood there, with a three-sided tug-of-war going on in my head. Part of my wanted to go up to him and hit him, of course he was to strong for me, but how could he just turn up like that. Another part of me wanted to kiss him. But another part, a bigger part, just wanted to run home, and cry. Unfortunately that was the part that one.

I mean we broke up, and then he just disappears. No warning, no phone call, no note, NOTHING. Does he not know how hard it has been for me to get over him? I didn't exactly want to break up. I mean I love him. I mean loved him. I think.