So I'm working on a kind of epilogue for my other Gilmore Girls story and this idea popped into my head. This chapter is mostly, ok all, fluff, but I promise the drama will happen. Hopefully this story will be better received than my previous. I do assure you that there are no unusual couples. FYI in my world there is no April. So enough of the rambling, enjoy!

The sun beat down on the town. Folks moved around the square talking and laughing with one another. The man in the candy shop waved through the big picture window to the man in the diner next door. Diner man grimaced and turned his back to the window before taking someone's order. Outside, a woman with long brown hair passed a group of gossiping women. For a moment she stopped and listened before moving into the diner.

The door slammed behind Lorelai. Luke smiled up at her. Smoothly, she glided from the door to the counter.

"Hello fiancée," Lorelai smiled. Luke leaned across the counter and kissed her. "So I have a question."

"Yes I'm opposed to wearing a pink tux to the wedding." Luke pressed a few buttons on the cash register.

"That wasn't my question, but good to know. Actually my question was, if I promise to give you some later, will you give me free coffee this morning?"

"Aw jeez." Luke looked around as if to check and see if someone heard her.

"What? We're engaged we're allowed to talk about doing dirty things together. But I left my wallet at home this morning and I think that since we're sleeping together and I do have a rock on my finger..." The diamond of her ring shone as she wiggled her ring finger. "…that it obligates you to give me free coffee." Before her speech was over Luke had already set a cup in front of her. "That's why I'm marrying you." She smiled at him before taking a sip.

"And here I thought it was because you loved me."

"Nope, it's the fact that you can keep me constantly supplied with coffee."

"Good to know. Now I have to go take other people's orders, do you want anything to eat?"

"Give me a bagel and three doughnuts, two jelly one cream filled, and eggs with a side of bacon and a couple pancakes, extra syrup and whipped cream."

"Are you taking breakfast to the whole inn staff?" Luke raised an eyebrow.

"No," Lorelai gave him a look as if he was crazy. "This is all for me baby."

"I'm sorry I assumed that since you were ordering enough breakfast for the entire town you might be sharing it with someone. I'll get that to you." Luke walked away from her and went to take another table's orders. Lorelai watched him for a bit with a smile on her face. She couldn't believe how lucky she was. Here she was, the girl who got pregnant at sixteen. The girl who no one thought could make it on her own. But make it she had. Shortly after leaving her parents stuffy house at sixteen, Lorelai had gotten a job and taken care of her daughter. Then she moved to this town where everyone treated her like family. Well not like her family, but like a loving family. As her daughter had grown into nearly the perfect woman, Lorelai had gained valuable skills in running an inn. A few years ago Lorelai had opened her own inn. Now her inn was one of the most successful ones around and Lorelai had a wonderful fiancée who had practically been a father to her daughter. Lorelai's life was finally on track. She was pulled from her thoughts by a ringing. Lorelai turned back to the counter and sipped her coffee.

"Are you going to get that?" Luke asked her a bit angrily as he passed carrying empty plates. Lorelai realized that it was her phone ringing and dug into her purse.

"Hello?" she answered. Luke had dropped off the plates and was now pointing furiously at the 'No Cell Phones' sign.

"Hey mom!" It was Lorelai's one and only daughter, Rory.

"Hold on Rory, Luke's giving me the angry face as he points to the sign."

"The no cell phone sign?" Rory asked.

"That's the one."

"Well you should be allowed to talk on your phone all you want, you're the fiancée. Does he know that?"

"I'll remind him." Lorelai put her hand over the mouthpiece and turned to Luke. "Luke, I'm your fiancée now. That means I should get special privileges."

"Your phone disturbs other customers. Now take it outside." Lorelai smiled at him and the planted one on his mouth. She then settled back in her seat and was about to resume talking. "Don't make me take that coffee from you." Lorelai's eyes widened and her expression changed to one of the scandalized.

"I can't believe you would threaten the innocent like that!" Lorelai told him.

"Oh look a ninja," Rory said over the phone.

"What?" Lorelai turned her attention back to her daughter.

"Just reminding you that I'm still here."

"Ok, I'll talk to you in two shakes." Lorelai put her hand over the mouthpiece again and stood up. "I'll take this outside this time but don't think this over. Oh no. The war has just begun!" Lorelai had made her way to the door of the diner, shouting at Luke the whole time. Other customers gave her odd stares. Lorelai walked out the door but she returned quickly to grab her coffee. Once she had it in her hand, she left the diner again but not nearly as dramatically. "So what's up?" she asked of her daughter.

"Well, I've got some news." Oh no. Lorelai inhaled deeply, she liked kids just fine but she didn't think she was really ready to be a grandmother. After all she was still in her thirties. And she was just beginning to like Logan. The two of them had never really gotten along famously.

"You're pregnant," Lorelai said aloud to her daughter.

"God no, mom. I can't believe you would automatically assume that if I had some news to tell you it must mean that I'm pregnant."

"Sorry. I just took a walk down memory lane."

"Not exactly the yellow brick road is it?" Rory said sympathetically.

"So what's your not pregnant news?"

"Logan and I broke up."

"That little bastard! I'll kill him." Lorelai sipped her coffee gruffly.

"Mom, it's ok. I dumped him. We just aren't in the same places in our lives. We were growing apart. To tell you the truth we've been over for a while, it's just that neither of us really wanted to make it official."

"Well, honey are you sure you're ok?"

"I'm the right side of the number line." Lorelai thought for a moment, but didn't understand. Understanding her mother's silence, Rory clarified. "It means I'm positive mom."

"You've been at college far too long. It's turned my lovely pop culturally knowledged daughter into some dork."

"Is knowledged a word?"

"Not the point Rory." Lorelai took a sip from her coffee, giving Luke a pointed look. "The point is, when are you coming home?"

"Had my last final today. I've got to finish packing and then Paris and I are going to do a little last hurrah kind of thing before she goes back to her mother's new face. And then I get the apartment all to myself tonight and I'm thinking of hunkering down with a good book."

"That's my little socially challenged girl!"

"Mom there's not much going on around here…"

"Except the ton of parties I am sure the frat boys are having right outside your door this instant." Rory smiled.

"Mom, when have I ever been the party girl?"

"You haven't." Lorelai pouted a little bit. "But that's why I think you should be. I feel like I got off far too easy with you. And what if Luke and I have a kid someday. I won't know how to handle it if it turns out to be one of those rebel types with the leather jackets and bad ass comebacks."

"Are you pregnant?!" Perhaps that's why pregnancy was on Lorelai's mind when Rory said she had news.

"No. No apples yet. Luke and I are very careful." Lorelai looked into the diner again and imagined for a moment what Luke would be like as a dad.

"You and Luke are thinking of having kids?" Rory pried some more as she was a bit thrown off by the kid comment. While she was sure her mother would still be a cool mom to some other little kid, Rory couldn't imagine having to share Lorelai with anyone.

"Well we haven't really decided. I mean I think he wants to…I wouldn't be totally opposed. The thing is though I wouldn't know how to deal with it."

"Let Luke deal with it."

"Luke?"

"Yeah, he dealt with Jess."

"Good point. As soon as our hypothetical child buys a leather jacket he or she is all Luke's. Thanks Rory!"

"Glad I could help with that." Rory picked up a few books with her free hand and put them in an empty box.

"Now I'm going to give you some good advice…"

"Mom I saw Mom at Sixteen, I know the consequences of having sex."

"I can't believe you would turn to Danielle Panabaker and the Lifetime channel for advice on what to do when you get pregnant when you have the Mister Miyagi of inconvenient pregnancies on speed dial." Rory laughed. "But that wasn't my advice. My advice is to go out and party it up. You only have one more year of college left. And by the time you're done with that year you're going to be so burnt out you won't have the energy to party. So go find a crazy party and just dance until the wee hours of the morning."

"I'm not making any promises." Lorelai rolled her eyes even though Rory couldn't see.

"I know."

"I watch the news you know mom. I've seen the kinds of things that happen to girls at these parties."

"You've got a level head, nothing's going to happen to you. Bye now."

"But when I'm drunk there's no telling how level headed I'll be!" Rory yelled to her mother before Lorelai had a chance to shut the phone.

"I expect a drunken phone call from you later tonight and a hungover you tomorrow when you arrive. Bye sweets, I love you. Turn off Lifetime."

"But mom…" but this time Lorelai beat Rory to it and shut her phone before Rory could say anything more. Rory sighed and set her phone down. She finished packing her box and then taped it shut. She looked at her phone and thought back to her mother's words. Before she could change her mind, Rory grabbed a coat and her phone and left the apartment.