Lorelai reveled in the joy of waking up next to her husband. It had been a long time coming, but it had without a doubt been worth the wait.
Suddenly she felt Luke pulling her closer as he whispered "Good morning, Mrs. Danes" in her ear.
"Well, good morning to you as well, Mr. Danes," Lorelai answered before she kissed her husband. "Yesterday was amazing. You are amazing, husband of mine. Speaking of amazing, how about we go downstairs and start some breakfast for us and Rory? Something tells me she might need some company."
Luke eyed his wife with questioning eyes before he nodded his assent.
They entered the kitchen to find Rory sitting at the table looking exhausted and emotional.
Luke actually sat down next to her first, turning his chair to face her. "Rory, are you okay? You look like you haven't slept."
"That would be because I haven't slept, so all-in-all I'd say a fair assessment."
"Rory," Lorelai piped up, "perhaps you would like to fill Luke in?"
Luke looked from Lorelai to Rory and back to Lorelai with a concerned look.
"Umm...sure. Let's see, still love Logan, I was his other women for almost two years, he's getting married, and I'm pregnant with his baby. Oh, and let's not forget that I may as well be unemployed, given that my only job pays nothing at all. Yep, I think that pretty much covers it," Rory spit out.
"You're...you're pregnant? With Logan's baby? Umm...wow. That's a lot to process," Luke finally said in response.
"You're telling me," Rory said. "Look, I can't bear to go into all of the details again. I'm going to go take a shower. Mom, please fill Luke in on everything. I'll be back shortly."