When Rory got home from school, she was surprised to see Lorelai sitting on the front step waiting for her.

"Are you crazy, woman? Waiting out here is going to cause you to become a giant snow woman! You'll have this ice block around you and people will use you as a study hundreds of years from now!" Rory teased.

Lorelai stood up. "Yeah, well, you're going to love this."

Rory turned to face Lorelai. "Oh, yeah? What did you do this time?"

Lorelai made a face at Rory. "Well, someone's a little punchy today."

"School is bad. That's all I care to share. What's up?" she asked, walking inside and putting her backpack down on the couch.

Lorelai took a deep breath. "So the dream doctor wasn't in this morning."

"Nope, there was school, despite the snow banks being up to my hip. Spill the dream, I'm here," Rory probed, taking off her gloves. "Should I put the sign up?"

Clearing her throat and walking into the kitchen, Lorelai began to recount the dream. "So I'm at the inn. I find this odd piece of paper, telling me "to tell the truth". Okay, sure, fine. Then Michel decides to admit to me that he loves steak and soap operas."

Rory scrunched up her nose. "Okay," she said tentatively.

"Weird, huh? So then, Sookie tells me that she loves the Food Network. I'm stunned. Kirk tells me he's jealous of Taylor. Frankly, I'm not exactly surprised, but whatever. I figure everyone's playing a joke on me so I go to Luke. Okay, all should be well at Luke's. But, Luke not only professes his love to me, but PROPOSES to me in this dream!"

"And what did you say?" Rory asked.

"Well, of course, I said 'yes,' it's a Lorelai Gilmore dream, remember this," Lorelai insisted.

Rory nodded. "I could see you saying yes after such a heartfelt purgation of emotion."

"All right, Miss Cleo, so what's the dream mean?" Lorelai pressed.

Rory shrugged. "I think the first part of it was crazy, but the second part is totally something you want."

Lorelai sighed. "Well, since you weren't here…"

Looking up from her book, Rory's eyes got wider. "What did you do?"

Lorelai fidgeted with her sleeve. "Uh, well, I went to Luke's."

"You went to Luke's and talked about this dream?" Rory confirmed.

Lorelai nodded. "And he told me… that he had feelings for me… but it wasn't so sudden, I kind of pulled it out of him, by accident."

"Wow. Then what happened?"

"Suddenly, I was this very, very confident person and just kissed him… and uh, I told him I felt the same way?" Lorelai asked, waiting for Rory to come up with some sort of solution to the dilemma she was in. "So what do I do?"

Rory looked at her Mom, smiling. "I'd take things slow, but this is what you really want. I know the googly eyes just as well as anyone else."


Rory shook her head. "Come on, Mom, I'm glad you finally told him the truth. And yourself the truth, man, you've been keeping it inside for a long time. Doesn't it feel good to tell the truth?"

Lorelai smiled. "Yeah, it does. I suppose I may not be needing your services on this one, I kind of already got it figured out without you. That okay?"

"Well," Rory started, "It's going to have to be, you already took care of it, but you know? My baby's growing up!"

"Very punchy, you're Muhammad Ali," Lorelai teased, following Rory into the living room pretending to box.

Rory turned around. "Mom?"

"Yes?" Lorelai asked.

"I'm kinda glad I wasn't here this morning. Things turned out all right."

Lorelai nodded. "I agree."

The End