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I stretched in bed the next morning. I opened my eyes and I found set of big blue eyes were staring straight at me and her small hands were grasping my fingers.

"Good Morning Sunshine!" I whispered.

"Ro Ro, guess what?" she said excitedly.

I yawned and shrugged my shoulders. She smiled and said, "I love you Ro Ro!"

"Oh do you now kiddo!" I sat up and began tickling her sides. Then I stopped and said, "I love you to Emma!"

A few hours later, we headed back to Hartford. Emma was grumpy and moody; her arms were crossed and she kept ignoring her toys. I was sad too partly due to our week separation and partly due to the problems with my friendship with Jess.

"Ro Ro where was JJ?" Emma asked.

I sighed and looked in the mirror at her sad face. "He was gone this weekend. I am sorry you didn't see him. Next time I promise."

We arrived at the Gilmore Mansion. The maid was outside awaiting our arrival.

"Ms. Rory you are needed immediately inside. I will take Emma from here." The maid said sternly.

Where did my grandmother find this one?

Emma shoved away the maid's reaching hands. "I want Ro Ro!" she shouted in the beginning of the tantrum. I turned from the door and walked back to the car. "I'll take her with me."

The maid raised her hand in protest. "I was given strict orders for you not to be involved and that I was to take her."

"My sister needs me and I will take her." I said and then shoved Emma's away bag in the maid's hands. "The mistress is not going to approve."

"I am sure my grandmother won't mind and if she does I will fix things." I said calmly while placing Emma on my hip and walking towards the house.

The maid shook her head and barely spoke above a whisper. "It wasn't your grandmother you should worry about it's the great grandmother."

I walked into the house. My grandmother, Emily Gilmore, rushed up to me. Her eyes were frantically shifting between Emma and I. "No, No, No this wasn't how it was supposed to be. Trix will have a fit! Rory, why didn't you give your little sister to the maid?"

I gave her a confused look. "Trix is here?" I said while pointing to the living room entrance. "Emma was upset and thought I was leaving her suddenly. I figured that this would be alright!"

"Nothing is alright at the moment. The woman calls from the airport! She gave me no notice to bring out her unwanted yearly gifts from the basement. And we still haven't told her about Emma!" she said barely above a harsh whisper.

"You told her about what happened to Lorelai correct?" I asked while shifting Emma in my arms.

It was silence that filled the room. "Now that explains why she wasn't at the funeral." I muttered angrily.

"It was your grandfather's choice." Emily countered.

"Well this needs to be set on track. Trix's needs the correct information." I said.

"Emily, why have you not brought me my tea?" hollered an elderly voice from the next room. "I can hear voices at the door; it's rude not to bring the company in to see me."

I gave my grandmother a dirty look and strolled into the living room.

Throughout my childhood I had very limited exposure to my great grandmother. I can only remember one time that I'd met her. I had been 10 years old.

"Mom, why do I have to wear this dress? I hate it so much!" I muttered as we drove to Hartford and I scratched at the fabric.

Mom sighed and looked at me, "It's because my grandmother demands it. Well she sent you it for your birthday and I don't want to be torn apart thanks to the old lady."

"Who is she anyways? We never go see grandma and grandpa." I muttered.

"She is the matriarch of the Gilmore clan and honestly we are going to see how much Trix makes my mother squirm." She smiled as she said it at me.

From what my grandparents told me I had two very different opinions from them. My grandmother claimed that Trix was the essential focal reason why she and Richard ever had problems. However my grandfather claimed that his mother maybe traditional but loved the family dearly.

I was thankful I had worn one of my more conservative outfits and Emma was in a cute fall outfit. The elderly woman looked me up and down. Her eyes were stern and critical. "You look exactly like your mother." She said.

"Thank you?" I said slightly confused.

Emily walked into the room with the tea at exactly the moment Emma wiggled out of my grip and walked over to Trix. My great grandmother had the most peculiar look on her face. Emily froze too scared to move.

Emma looked Trix straight in the eyes. "Hi, I am Emma."

Trix turned her head towards Emily. "Who is Emma related to?" she said sternly.

I watched my grandmother be a loss of words. "She is my mother's second daughter. Her full name is Emma Lorelai Gilmore." I said. Trix's gaze turned back to Emma. "She looks like me as a child."

I smiled meekly. "I think you need to be informed on some topics."

Trix looked back at Emily. "Please leave her and me for the time being. I will call upon you at a later time."

I sighed as I watched my grandmother walk away. I sat on the couch directly next to Trix's chair. Emma rested her head in my arms and slowly fell asleep as I played with her brown curls.

"So this is Lorelai's youngest daughter? Why I was not informed of this birth?" she said.

My eyes drifted from Emma to Trix. "They thought it was for the better you didn't know."

"Did not know what?" she said.

"Lorelai died two years ago right after Emma's birth. Since then Emma lives here ninety percent of the time and I come on the weekends. As for my father, he's still trying to get his life back in order in Stars Hollow."

Trix face was unreadable. She slowly stood up. "This is unacceptable."

"But it really is alright. I commute from town to the city as often as I can. My education is still my first priority and I would refuse to move." I said.

"You are only a child. This is an adult matters. I need to speak with my son immediately." She almost shouted.

Emma woke from the noise. Her eyes were misty with sleep. Emily barged into the room. "Trix, we resolved this issue a long time ago. You will not be changing it."

"Emily, you are causing me to feel light headed. I need to rest and then attend to this issue. I would like to be taken to my room right away. And Emily when you're done with that place all my unwanted gifts out on display." She said sternly.

I sighed and remained sitting. "Rest well." I muttered.

Emily came back into the room minutes later; her face was strained and upset. She sat next to me and I watched her hands tremble.

"Why did you have to do that?" she demanded after a moment of getting her trembling under control.

I looked at her and said, "I thought I was doing the right thing but now everything's falling apart."

"I want you to take Emma with you now. I think its best that she stay with you till Trix leaves."

I nodded and looked at my sister. "Guess you're coming home with me after all."

She smiled happily. I sighed and got up to help pack Emma.

In less than hour we were back in Stars Hollow. I parked my car in front of Luke's and helped Emma out of her car seat.

We strolled in and I watched Luke for a moment before sitting down. Emma sat in my lap for the time being. She loved her Uncle Luke.

I remember the first conversation we had after my mother's death. It had been late at night when I had Emma on my own and often I had remained awake only running on coffee.

I had knocked on the diner door, tears in my eyes and a sleeping baby in her carrier. He had been up late cleaning the kitchen and saw me on his way back up to his apartment. Jess had gone off to bed and didn't answer his phone.

He opened the door and said "You look like you could use some coffee."

I nodded and he looked down at my sleeping sister. "She's a handful."I said.

"That's what your mom used to say about you and jess. I never understood how she could run an Inn and watch both of you guys." He said chuckling to himself. "She used to say that I would owe her someday for all the babysitting."

I sat at the main counter rubbing my temples and looking over at baby Emma sleeping in her carrier.

"Luke I cannot do this. I don't know how my mom did it alone for the first few years. I don't sleep well, I still think she'll walk into our kitchen one morning and laugh at my tiredness. Her memory is so familiar still and yet each passing day it slowly fades. I want to keep her memory alive for Emma's sake but it's getting harder. And my father he's a mental wreck, he won't touch her." My crying made my whole body shake."When my mom died so did all the information on how to raise her."

I felt warm arms wrap around my body. "It's going to be okay Rory. You have me and this whole town. We will help you raise her. Plus every meal is on the house till farther notice for the both of you guys." He lightly touched baby Emma's arm and suddenly she grasped his thumb.

I looked up and weakly smiled. "Thank you Luke."

"How about you go crash on the couch upstairs and I keep watch of the little troublemaker for a while." He said. "I know I don't seem like the kid type and I am not but Emma here is the exception."

Luke came over smiling at Emma and I. "Well what will it be girls?"

I answered, "One set of smiling pancakes, a burger, fries and a coffee."

"Coming right up." He said while walking away.

I heard a thunder of feet on the stairs from the apartment above us and then Jess arrived. He grabbed a coffee mug and poured. His gaze locked eyes with me. Then I felt Emma squirm from my lap onto the ground. "JJ" she squealed with delight as he saw her come running towards him. He placed the mug down and swooped her off the ground. "Hey Sunshine! How are you doing?"

A crooked often not seen Jess smile appeared as he talked to her. She was speaking a mile a minute using her small arms to explain our adventures. I smiled slightly. His gaze met mine and for a moment our fight the night before vanished. Like all fights with Jess I always seem to be at a loss of words days later.

He carried her over and sat in the seat next to me. "So how are you holding up? You look tired and defeated."

"I've had better days. Apparently my big mouth has gotten me in trouble with the grandparents and till farther notice I have Emma full time." I said.

"Well no problem with that. Its way better when she's home where she belongs! Don't you agree Emma?"

The little girl grinned and nodded. "Luke is home."

The food arrived and Jess let Emma sit on his lap while she ate.

"You and I need to talk." He said.

I nodded. "How about we talk tonight while Emma is asleep? I am sure dad won't be back once he catches wind that Emma's here for the rest of the week."

"Maybe, he'll come back." He said.

I shook my head.

"Don't give up hope." He said while patting me on the arm.

"Easier said the done, James Dean." I said while smirking.