She drove down the highway, re-thinking what she was about to do. She fidgeted with the knobs on the radio, debating going through with what she thought she wanted to do. Was she too late? Was she crazy? She had to be crazy if she thought Luke Danes would take her back again. She was getting closer to Stars Hollow, however, and nothing could stop her. Her mind was mostly made up, barring a few weak moments of indecision. But then again, she couldn't stay put for long… was that indecision, insecurity? Rachel was going to win Luke Danes back if it was the last thing she did. If Luke wasn't already married, or if those rumors were true.
Rachel had heard each of the rumors. Whether the rumors were true or untrue, she wasn't sure. But she would soon find out. She had talked to Luke about his relationship with Lorelai Gilmore before, and he swore up and down that they were just friends. If that were true, she would know that from the moment she returned to Stars Hollow. But the things she had heard were pointing to signs of a Luke and Lorelai relationship.
The exit was fast approaching, and Rachel couldn't help but let her mind wander. She thought about how Luke was. Was Luke married? She hoped not. Did he look different? Probably not… after all, he was Luke Danes. Flannel, backwards baseball cap, and all.
Luke Danes. The sound of his name in her head made Rachel smile. She didn't know what brought her back to Stars Hollow, and she had no idea why the wild and crazy part of her was taking over, but she had gone through a rough time in her life since she saw Luke last. Throughout everything, all that she could think about was missing him.
She drove awhile longer and easily found her way back to the town she loved. The town seemed busier than usual, and Rachel was curious as to why. She stared at the gazebo, hoping to get a hint of what was going on. No such luck. As she focused on the town square, a woman in an obvious frenzy ran into her.
"Rachel? Sugah, is that you?" shrieked Babette.
Rachel smiled. "Yes, it's me, how are you, Babette?"
Babette shrugged. "Eh, we're all doin' just fine, doll. What brings you back to the Hollow?"
Rachel paused for a moment, searching for the right answer. Getting Luke back wasn't an answer for Babette to know… she would spread it around town like wildfire. She decided to tell a part of the truth. "I miss it here," she stated simply.
Babette nodded, and quickly excused herself. She ran toward Miss Patty's as fast as she could. Where else would she go? Rachel sensed that everyone would know about her arrival within the next few minutes, and she wasn't looking forward to that idea.
Should she go and talk to Luke before everyone else sees her? Or should she blend in, stay cool, and find him later? Rachel stood across the street from Luke's Diner, pondering her next move.
Somehow her feet began moving, pulling her toward the diner, when her mind was convincing her feet to stay put. She stopped, in the middle of the street, and walked back to the gazebo. She was in a moment of indecision and fear. Why was this becoming so hard all of a sudden? She made it all the way to Stars Hollow without turning around, how was this any different?
Rachel stood and observed the hustle and bustle of the town for a little while, determining that there had to be some sort of festival, or something, going on that day. They were definitely in the festival mode.
"Excuse me, my name is Kirk Gleason, and I have a proposition for you."
Rachel turned around at the sound of Kirk's voice. "Kirk, I'm really not in the mood right now."
"RACHEL? Wow, this is BIG. RACHEL is here. Haven't you heard yet?" Kirk asked.
Rachel suddenly became interested in what Kirk had to say. "Heard what?" she asked, turning toward him.
"About Luke. Wow, I'm surprised you haven't heard yet. It's all everyone's been talking about," Kirk offered.
She thought for a moment. Did she really want to hear about what was going on from Kirk, of all people? She'd much rather be let down by Luke. That is, if she would be let down at all.
"Well, Kirk, I need to get going, actually. It was good to see you."
Rachel mustered up all the courage she could, and walked into the diner, as Kirk watched, biting his nails… he knew what Rachel didn't.