My take on what happens after the Fall episode of Gilmore Girls: AYITL. I'm generally a JavaJunkie only kinda fella but this really spun me and I had to get it out of my system, it's really not the way I expected ASP and Dan to go with this.
There's not a lot you can say when you're unmarried, jobless but incredible daughter tells you she's pregnant. Not when you yourself, were unmarried, jobless and sixteen. Hypocrisy is not a word in your vocabulary, it can't be.
"Mom, I'm pregnant." I felt my jaw drop. That's the only thing I could feel. The rest of my body was numb. I nearly had to ask her to repeat herself, except I only hoped I heard her wrong. "Mom, please say something."
"Wow." I had so much, yet so little to say.
"Please...just get it over with now, tell me what you're thinking. Ask me the questions you're dying to ask, say something!" She practically yelled at me. It was then I realised how incredibly long we say in silence.
"Whose the father?" Now she chooses to be silent? "Rory..."
"Logan." I watched as her eyes filled with tears. At that moment, I remembered how I felt when I told my parents that I was pregnant. I remember how terrified I was, not only of my impending motherhood but also of my parents reactions. I didn't want that for Rory, I wanted her to feel safe and wanted. I reached my arm around her and pulled her into me, kissing her head. Shushing her and telling her that everything will be okay, as she cried.
My thoughts and feelings had to wait. I needed to process this in my own way, with myself and no one else. I just got married to my forever man, and I've just been told that I'm going to be a grandmother. I felt uneasy, scared, worried and just a tiny bit happy. We walked home in silence, I let her go to her room, I told her we'd talk about it later. She understood that I needed to process. I slowly made my way upstairs, walking past Kirk and his pig, Petal, curled up together on the floor in the living room.
Luke was asleep, I stared at him for a while, a happy smile curled at my lips, glancing at the shiny ring of my left hand. I crossed the room and sat at the window. I stared outside for what felt like hours, not noticing that Luke had since woken and was now standing next to me.
"Hey, what's going on? Why are you crying?" He asked nervously, he's probably thinking that I regret marrying him last night or something.
"She's pregnant." I said, looking up at him. Watching his face contort in confusion. His mind of course not automatically thinking of Rory, because in his mind she's still nine years old and having funerals for caterpillars. He would never put Rory's name in the same sentence as 'pregnant'.
"Whose pregnant?" His voice sounding more and more concerned.
"Rory." I was really going with the monosyllabic thing this morning. Luke knelt down at my side and took my hand. His face now full of worry and concern, not for Rory but for me.
"What's going on in your head, Lorelai?" I smile sadly at him, tears falling freely from my eyes, cascading down my cheeks and splashing on our interlocked hands.
"I'm not sure." I sigh, and wipe my eyes with the back of my hand. "I'm scared for her. She's not ready for this, I'm not ready for this. Luke, tell me how to feel." Luke stood up and lifted me from my seat, wedding style, as if I was a feather. He carried me to our bed and he cuddle up to my back, running his hands through my hair.
"Lorelai, I can't tell you how to feel. Rory can't tell you how to feel and I don't think she really needs you to tell her how you feel. Right now, what she needs is her best friend." I nod silently, letting him know that I heard him as he continued to stoke my hair and rub my arm. "And then once she's finished talking to her best friend, then she's going to need her mom." I nod again, Luke was never a man of many words but when he did use them, he was amazing with them. Never so articulate, never clever or elegant but he was easy to understand and all the love he had was in his words. He always knew exactly what I needed to hear and he never leaves anything out.
"I don't want her to feel like I did 32 years ago. I don't want her to feel stuck or isolated. I don't want her to feel like she doesn't have a friend in the world, I don't want her to feel like she has to go through it alone."
"She won't. She won't feel that way because she has everyone here for her. She has Lane, she has Paris...hell, she's got me, I don't know anything about babies but I'm willing to learn, and most importantly, she has you. She will always have you and you will always have her. And if that kid turns out anything like the two of you, it could take over the world." I turned around to face this beautiful man, this man who can make me feel like I'm home every time I look in his eyes.
"I love you." I whisper, kissing him softly.
"I know." He said. I scoff and hit his arm playfully, I'm smiling the first real smile of the morning. Just eight hours ago, I was so incredibly happy, I was marrying my man. Now, mixed emotions ran around my brain, still happy about Luke, happy with life in general, still terrified about Rory, but now I felt like I could really be excited for her. I know circumstances aren't something that you can change, I'm sad for her that Logan is the father. He reminds me too much of Christopher. Dedicated to having a good time. Preoccupied with everything else but his responsibilities.
"I love you, too." Luke said, I melted into him a little and breathed him in, squeezing him tightly. I fell asleep, it was restless and short but when I woke, I was still wrapped snugly in Luke's arms and felt safe. I knew that Rory was probably down in her room, freaking out and worrying about me. Luke noticed the look on my face and nodded. "Go, we've got plenty of time. I'll get Kirk out and go to the diner for a couple hours before our wedding'." I totally forgot about our semi-fake wedding today, I looked at the clock and noticed we still had at least 5 hours before we even had to get ready, hopefully plenty of time.
It took me a few days to post this, just because I wanted to make sure everyone had a chance to watch the revival. Please, let me know what you think, there will be more and I might be taking suggestions for JavaJunkie fics in the future. Thanks for reading.