At the beginning of her third month, Lorelai received a hysterical call from Rory.
"He doesn't love me anymore mommy." Rory sobbed into the phone.
"Who honey? Obama? He never loved you sweetie. He only loves the power and his family, and I'm sorry kid, but you're not an Obama."
"No this isn't funny. I'm serious. Logan. Logan doesn't love me anymore. I said no and it was the dumbest decision of my life."
"Babe. Listen to me. You were doing great things and it wasn't the right time. What you did was understandable and rational."
She sniffled and mumbled. "I messed up."
"You didn't mess up. Look at your life. Traveling with Obama. Who can say they followed Obama while he was campaigning?"
"Me and about a ton of other journalists and reporters."
"Don't be glum chum, you have a great life ahead of you. After this you can do practically anything you want to."
"Mom I want to come home. Remember how I said the sadness hits me in waves? Well it hasn't stopped. I can't stop thinking of him. And so I called him a half hour ago and he told me to forget him and the proposal and he's trying to move on but he can't because I'm still trying to be in his life..." She broke down into hysterics, sitting in a ball on her hotel bedroom, arm wrapped around her knees.
"Rory, you can't come home for a boy. Please don't come home for a boy. Don't throw your life away for Logan. You have so much potential kid."
Rory took a deep breath and calmly said, "Mom. I am coming home. I will drive back down and if it's okay I would like to stay in my old bedroom. Is that fine?"
"That's fine. Hey kid?"
"Yeah mom?"
"I'm kind of glad you're coming back home... I missed you like crazy."
Two days later Rory knocked on the front door and was greeted by Lorelai. They looked at each other and then completely broke down. Lorelai held her close, petting her soft hair and promising everything will be okay. And as much as Rory wanted to believe her, she couldn't. She didn't know if her and Logan could work it out. She didn't know if they would get back together and mend their relationship. She did know that she sure as hell wasn't going to lose him.
A few days after Rory's arrival, Lorelai called her mother to schedule a dinner, to tell her about the baby and to let her know about the wedding that would take place in the beginning of October. She unwillingly sat down at the dining room table, across from Luke, and dialed her familiar childhood home.
"Gilmore residence."
She sighed. "Hi this is Lorelai Gilmore. Is my mother there?"
"Yes she is. Hold on one second."
A few seconds of silence passed as Lorelai stuck her tongue out at Luke, who rolled his eyes and crossed his arms.
"Lorelai. Good to know you haven't fallen off the face of the earth recently... But who would have known since you haven't bothered to call since Rory's going away party 2 months ago."
Lorelai put her head in her hands and balanced the phone between her ear and her shoulder. "I'm sorry mother. I should have."
It hadn't even been thirty seconds and her mother was already ridiculing her.
"So why are you calling? Do you need money? Advice? What?"
"I wanted to schedule a dinner for Friday. Rory's back from following Obamas campaign and I figured we should get together."
Emily cleared her throat and said, "Very well. Richard and I were not doing anything anyway. We will see you at 7 on Friday."
"Sounds good."
Emily hung up and Lorelai rested her head on the table. She placed a hand on her very slightly swollen belly and said, "Aren't you excited peanut, six more months and then you get to meet grandma who will point out allllllllll your flaws and imperfections. I can't wait."
"Oh stop." Luke scoffed. "It'll be fine. We'll tell them and they'll be happy. Plus Rory will be there as a buffer."
Lorelai looked up and smiled. When it came to her parents, the tables always shifted and Luke became the optimist. The glass half full guy. He always thought on the bright side.
They continued with their week, Lorelai working at the inn, Luke tending to the diner and Rory trying to stay on the down low. Babette and Miss Patty would never stop gossiping about Rory if they knew she came back for Logan. Finally Friday arrived and the three of them stood in front of the massive wood door, none of them wanting to ring the doorbell.
"Well we can't just stand outside all night." Luke said, starting to get annoyed.
"Yes we can. We can live in the woods and eat berries and live with the wolves like that kid in that Disney movie... What's it called. There's a bear... They sing..."
"Jungle book?" Rory answered cheerfully.
"Yes! There we go! Those four years of Yale are paying off very nicely."
They stood staring at the door for a few more seconds before Rory said, "Are there even wolves in Connecticut?"
"That's it." Luke said, straightening his blazer and stepping forward to ring the doorbell. The maid answered a couple second later and lead them inside. Lorelai took Luke's hand and led him into the living room with her parents.
"Hello Lorelai. Luke? Why on earth... I thought you two..." Emily stood and Richard placed his paper down on the table.
"Luke and I have news."
Emily looked to Richard and then back at the couple. She slowly sat back down as Rory joined them. She sat down on the couch and watched her mother muster up her courage.
"Mom, Dad. Luke and I decided to reschedule the wedding. To October 3rd. It's going to be in the center of town and it's going to have everything the same as the June wedding. I got the caterers and the flower people and my dress fits fine." she swallowed, realizing she might be bigger in a month. "And I want to make sure you and Dad can come."
Emily nodded and smiled. "Oh Lorelai I'm so glad for you!" she stood and wrapped her daughter in a rare embrace. "I'm so glad you're getting your life together."
She let go and slightly glanced down at her stomach and back at her face. She returned to her seat, having not said anything about Lorelai's bump. They sat and were offered drinks by Richard. Luke took a beer, Rory took a coke and Lorelai took a seltzer with lemon.
"Not the usual? You sure?" Emily asked.
Lorelai nodded. "I'm not feeling well."
"Hmmm" Emily responded.
At 7:30 the maid entered the living room and announced dinner. They moved from the living room to the dining room and a salad was placed down in front of them. Lorelai and Rory picked at it, obviously wanting nothing to do with it. Luke, on the other hand, ate it like he hadn't seen food in years. One perk of having the Gilmores as almost in-laws, the food was always delicious.
After they had all finished the main course of filet Mignon and the plates were cleaned, Lorelei looked at Luke and he nodded slightly. She made a face and he cleared his throat.
"So mom, how are you?"
"Uh... Fine?"
Rory put her head in her hands and Lorelai swallowed. This was harder than telling them about Rory.
"Good... Good..." She licked her lips and glanced over at Luke, who was staring down at his plate. "...I'm pregnant. You're going to be grandparents again... of course under better circumstances."
Emily nodded and Richard grunted.
"Well I have work to finish. Good night Lorelai, Rory. Luke. Congratulations. Both of you."
Luke smiled shortly and Lorelei just stared at her plate.
"I think we should go." she said shortly. Luke got up with her and the maid scurried to open the door for them.
"Lorelai," Emily said. "I hope you aren't getting married for the sake of this baby. Marriages like that never work out."
Lorelai clenched her jaw and grabbed Luke's hand and left, Rory in tow.
"Bye grandma." Rory muttered, leaving Emily alone sitting alone at the dining room table.