"Yes. I was saying that hCG is the hormone responsible for all early pregnancy symptoms. And judging by where your levels are at, I'd say you're around 7-8 weeks pregnant."
The doctor's words were playing on a loop inside her head. It all made sense. How could she be so naive? The headaches, the soreness, the puking, the aversion to coffee, the bloated belly. She was so stupid to think that because she had some spotting almost two months ago that there was no need to take a pregnancy test.
Now, Lorelai sat on the edge of the garden tub gripping the sides tightly to calm herself down. This isn't how this was supposed to happen, she thought. She wiped away the tears underneath her eyes with her fingertips and stood to wash her face at the sink. She grimaced at her reflection. Her face was red and blotchy from crying and her hair was a tangled mess from the events of the night before. She raised up her camisole enough to see her stomach. With her left hand, she rubbed the gentle swell of her belly as her engagement ring caught her attention. She held her hand out in front of her and stared in awe at the beautiful diamond on her hand. All she could think about now was the look on Luke's face when she said those words. You're gonna be a daddy. He looked shocked of course, but mostly confused. It always took him a minute to digest new information. She didn't even give him a minute. She slammed the door in his face because she still hadn't digested the information. She opened the door to the bathroom.
"Luke, I'm-" He was gone. She noticed his baseball cap on the floor near the foot of the bed and her own words came back to haunt her. Suddenly there's a puff of smoke and a baseball cap spinning around on the floor. She grabbed her cell phone, but before she could start to dial, she heard a splash come from the pool outside. She set her phone down and walked out onto the balcony. Across the garden she could see the pool and in the pool was Luke, swimming laps back and forth. She relaxed a tiny bit knowing he didn't completely abandon her. She grabbed her cable-knit cardigan, slid her feet into her flip flops and headed outside.
Luke had laid on the bed for as long as he could stand it. He could hear her crying, but she had shut him out and there was nothing he could do. He sat up and walked out to the balcony. He arrived right before sunset the previous day, so he wasn't able to see how beautiful this place actually was. It was definitely a paradise. The type of place he could see the two of them coming to for a vacation or even their honeymoon one day. His thoughts stopped there when he remembered it wasn't the two of them anymore. Her words to him had stung and not because of what they were. It was how she said it. He tried to think back to how and when this could have happened, but he came up with nothing. He wanted to sit and talk about everything with Lorelai, but clearly she wasn't in the mood. He decided he could no longer stand around this tiny room awaiting a response from her.
Luke was sitting on the edge of the pool with his legs dangling in the water when he felt someone standing next to him. He looked up to see Lorelai, her expression unreadable. He grabbed his towel folded beside him and dried his face and hair.
"Can we go for a walk?" she murmured gesturing towards the beach in front of them.
They walked in silence for a few minutes, both of them wanting to talk, but afraid of saying the wrong thing. Lorelai finally stopped and turned to face him.
"I'm so sorry, Luke. I didn't handle the news very well and you didn't deserve to find out the way that you did."
Luke took a deep breath and exhaled. "I understand you being upset, but what I don't understand is how this even happened? We're always so careful."
She snorted. "Not always." It was bad enough dealing with yet another unplanned pregnancy, but it was even worse when the events of that night were still a blur. "The night of the magazine party? The party we started in the limo on the way home?"
Luke closed his eyes for a moment reliving that night. Neither one of them had eaten, but they did get their fair share of drinks. He definitely remembered that. Bits and pieces of the rest of that night came to the surface. The two of them stumbling up the stairs to his apartment. Him pinning Lorelai up against the wall outside his door and kissing her deeply. Their clothes flying in all directions as they entered the apartment. The giggling and the clumsiness. Even when they were sober it was so easy to get caught up in the moment. Luke could understand why neither of them remembered protection that night. He noticed her staring at the ocean, lost in thought.
"Hey," he said softly. When she turned her attention back to him, he continued. "This doesn't change anything for me. I still love you. I still wanna marry you. Did I expect to get all this at once? No way in hell. But, Lorelai, I'm not going anywhere. The remodel is pretty much done. We have way more space than before. Everything will be fine."
Her eyes filled with tears. She turned and walked towards the water letting the waves wash over her feet. The feeling of guilt was starting to overwhelm her. Most women in a loving, committed relationship would be over the moon with news of a baby on the way. But all she could think about was what people were going to say. And by people, she meant her mother. No, she wasn't sixteen anymore and yes, she already built a life and a business for herself. For some reason she couldn't shake the feeling of being shamed by her mother for letting this happen once again. Luke stood behind her and wrapped his arms around her chest. He hugged her tight before placing a kiss on the top of her head. She finally turned around to face him.
"You make it sound so easy, but I'm so scared, Luke."
"I'm not saying it's going to be easy. I'm saying that you're not alone in this, Lorelai." He watched her process his words for a moment before asking, "What makes you so scared?"
Lorelai exhaled sharply. "Everything. My age and all the risks there, plus the fact that I'm not exactly the world's healthiest eater. Well, until recently anyway. This is definitely your kid if you even thought about questioning it. And of course there's the matter of telling everyone. Even if we don't tell them right away and decide to get married first they'll all know. This is not how this was supposed to be. We haven't even lived together yet and now we're engaged with a kid on the way? I thought it would be different this time. I thought I would be traveling. I thought I would be planning a wedding and a honeymoon. I thought we would decide together whether or not we wanted this." She placed her hand on her stomach.
"Life doesn't care what your plans are, Lorelai. You can still do all those things you want to do. Look at everything you accomplished when you were much younger and with no one to support you. And as far as telling people and what they might say, who cares? I sure as hell don't. All that matters to me is that you're happy. And maybe a little bit healthier." They shared a smile and Luke started to relax for the first time since she gave him the news.
Lorelai let his words sink in for a moment. He was right. This time would be different. Luke was there for her and would always be there for her. And their baby. Married now or not, they were solid. Lorelai wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her forehead against his. "I'm still scared," she whispered as they locked eyes, "but I am happy. You think I'm a lot of work now, but wait until you meet hormonal Lorelai. She's a real treat, my friend."
"I'm willing to take the risk. Besides, I didn't have to experience your caffeine detox, so I think it'll be smooth sailing from here." He gave her that lop-sided grin that drove her crazy and pulled her in for a kiss. When they pulled apart, Lorelai looked at Luke curiously.
"Are you scared?" she asked.
"Oh, out of my mind. But it's more the anticipation and not knowing what to expect." Luke intertwined their fingers as they made their way back towards the inn.
"Well, lucky for you I've never been pregnant in my thirties, so we'll both be in the dark a little bit."
"What's next? Obviously you need to see a doctor. A baby doctor."
She corrected him. "OB/GYN."
"Right. So, are you still going to stay here the rest of the week or are you coming home sooner?" They walked up the pathway towards the front of the inn.
"I can't leave until the new owners get here. The latest should be by Friday…" She trailed off when she noticed two Mercedes SUV's parked in front of the inn. She recognized the silver one as Mike Armstrong's but the black one was unfamiliar.
They entered the lobby to find Mike talking with Claire at the front desk. They both turned towards Lorelai and Luke as they walked inside.
"Mike, hi!" said Lorelai with a smile. "Luke, this is Mike Armstrong. Mike, this is my fiancé Luke." She couldn't believe how natural it felt to call him her fiancé. She could tell by the smirk on Luke's face that he was proud of his new title.
The men shook hands and exchanged pleasantries before Mike asked if he could meet with Lorelai for a moment. She gave Luke the key to her room and sent him up to wait for her. They walked out to the garden where a middle-aged couple was admiring the landscape. Mike introduced them as Jean-Pierre and Caroline Martin, the new owners of Les 3 Îles. A part of Lorelai was relieved that their arrival came sooner than expected, but the other part of her was a tiny bit disappointed. As much as she was ready to head back to Stars Hollow, this place in France had been her home for six weeks. She had put as much of herself as she could into it and now she had to hand it over. But seeing how excited the Martin's were and how much they loved what she did with the inn made her feel at ease. This would always be the place where her first big traveling job took her, the place where she got engaged, and the place where she received the news that her life would once again be changed. In a weird way, this inn gave her hope. It was proof that she was capable of turning a stressful situation into something wonderful.
"How about now?" asked Lorelai for the tenth time. They were driving home from the airport and she insisted on closing her eyes so that she would be surprised when she saw the house.
"Lorelai," Luke groaned. "I told you I would say when it was time to open your eyes, even though you were the one who insisted on closing them."
"And I told you to send me pictures of the outside and since you did not, I have no choice but to torture you."
It was good to be back in the states. After Mike had given Lorelai the okay to head home, her and Luke were on a red-eye flight that Sunday night. She felt a pang of melancholy as they pulled away from the inn in which she had spent half her summer. The new owners promised to keep in touch with her and they even offered Luke and Lorelai a free stay if they decided to come back for their honeymoon. Lorelai hadn't even thought that far in advance.
Since Luke never got the chance to adjust to the time difference, he slept for most of the flight leaving Lorelai alone with her thoughts. She didn't want to overwhelm herself with all the plans that needed to be made. She wanted to take things slow and one step at a time. The first thing she wanted to concentrate on was the house. Their house. Luke was good about keeping her updated and sending her pictures, but she was still anxious to see what it looked like as a whole.
As Luke steered his way through town, Lorelai knew she was home. There was a shift in the air that she couldn't quite place. She smiled as Luke confirmed that they made it. She opened her eyes and took it all in. It was the same house, but it was different too. It reminded her of going off to summer camp as a kid. She always had the best time. Maybe it was because she wasn't around her parents. Or maybe it was because she was actually able to be a kid.
They exited the truck and carried their suitcases to the front porch. The railings and the trim had a fresh coat of white paint. The house was still blue but about two shades darker, which Lorelai loved. It went so well with the large shrubbery Luke had planted in front of the porch and along the house. Luke opened the front door and ushered Lorelai inside. The first thing she noticed was the new, downstairs bathroom.
"Wow! This came out great. Who would have thought we'd have the room?" She inspected the new bathroom which was a little more than half the size of the one that used to be upstairs.
"I figured we could let Rory pick out the towels and stuff to decorate it. Make it more hers," said Luke standing behind her.
Lorelai nodded in agreement and walked out into the living room. The walls, which used to be yellow and had wallpaper, were now a dark, minty green. The hardwood floors were refinished and there was a built-in bookshelf underneath the staircase. What was once a single door that led outside, was now a set of French doors.
"Do you like the couch? It came in right before I left to come see you, so I couldn't send a picture."
"I love the couch!" She sat down and bounced on it for a few seconds. "It's way bouncier than the old couch."
Luke smiled and offered her his hand. She bounced on her toes as they headed for the stairs. Their new bedroom is what she wanted to be kept up-to-date on the most. It wasn't about the walk-in closet or the new, huge bathroom. It was a space that they would share for the rest of their lives. Luke opened the double doors and nudged Lorelai inside. It was perfect. The amount of natural light in the room was only the start of it. There were now five, huge windows. Two beautiful chairs placed in front of two of those windows. A huge armoire that Lorelai hoped contained a television despite Luke's rant about REM sleep. The bathroom was even more perfect. They were able to keep Lorelai's original claw-foot tub. There was a stand-up shower and they each had their own sinks.
"You did good, Mister." Lorelai wrapped her arms around Luke's neck and placed a soft kiss on his lips.
"We have one more room to see," said Luke as they broke apart.
He led her down the hall to where the original bathroom was located. He opened the door to reveal an empty room with hardwood floors to match the rest of the house and light, grey-colored walls. She had joked about the room being Luke's man cave or even a possible sewing room. It was now obvious what the room would be used for, but for some reason, Lorelai didn't want to let her mind go there. One step at a time, she reminded herself.
"It's nice," she muttered as she turned and walked back down the hall and toward the stairs.
Luke closed the door and stood there trying to figure out what had happened. He knew there was nothing particularly exciting about the room, but he assumed there would at least be a discussion about the furniture needed or if she wanted a different color for the walls.
He found her in the kitchen chugging a bottle of water. He studied her for a second before asking, "Is everything okay?"
She nodded as she swallowed. "I'm fine. Hey! How about I unpack everything and you run to check up on the diner? I need to keep busy so I don't fall asleep. I want to get back on East coast time as soon as humanly possible." She walked towards the foyer and grabbed her computer case and Luke's duffle bag.
Luke grabbed her two roller suitcases and followed her upstairs. He listened to her ramble on about all her clothes and how she was glad she had most of it washed. Her voice was calm, but there was something about her demeanor that had Luke worried. He reached out to touch her arm.
"Lorelai, what's going on?" he asked gently.
Lorelai stood still for a moment not meeting Luke's gaze. Finally, she looked up at him. "I don't know. Coming home and seeing the room. It made it all feel so real. And until we know for sure that it's all systems go, I don't want let myself get too attached. I don't even want to think about it yet. Okay?"
Luke nodded. "Yeah, okay." He cleared his throat and told her he would be back after the lunch rush was over. It was already after noon, so she said that was fine as long as he brought her back something to eat.
After Luke was gone, Lorelai finished unpacking and decided to call Rory to let her know they made it home. Rory knew about the engagement ring that Luke bought, but she didn't know that he went to France to propose. Lorelai wanted to wait and tell her in person.
"Well, hello my favorite daughter!" gushed Lorelai when Rory answered her phone.
"You're home?! I can tell you're home. You sound different."
They talked for a few minutes. Rory was enjoying her summer staying in the pool house, but was relieved to be able to come home sooner rather than later. She promised Lorelai that she would be home after Friday night dinner. She also promised that she wouldn't tell her grandparents of Lorelai's early arrival, giving her one more free Friday.
After hanging up with Rory, Lorelai decided to organize their bathroom. They had the bare essentials and what was left from the old bathroom, but Lorelai wanted to add some new stuff. She grabbed her Hello Kitty notepad from downstairs and started making a list. She pulled open one of the bathroom drawers to check its contents and spotted her diaphragm case. She popped it open and stared for a moment. There it was. Her roadblock. The small piece of silicone that served her so well over the years. She snapped the case shut and tossed it back into the drawer.
After searching the desk downstairs for her Filofax, Lorelai flipped it open to the emergency contacts listed in the back. She grabbed the cordless phone and dialed the number.
"Hi. This is Lorelai Gilmore. I need to make an appointment with Dr. Rosen sometime this week."
"This is not as bad as the hospital, Luke. You don't have to stare up at the ceiling." Lorelai patted Luke's knee and handed him a National Geographic magazine.
"It's just a precaution," he mumbled as he took the proffered magazine.
It was Wednesday morning and they were waiting to be seen at Lorelai's OB/GYN. When she told Luke about the appointment, Lorelai had expected him to get queasy at the thought of going to a gynecologist. She knew about his disgust of hospitals and sick people, so she figured this fell in the same category. To her surprise, however, he wanted to tag along.
In the two days since they came home, Luke and Lorelai had not discussed any of the events that took place in France. It was as if she had pressed pause on their life for the time being. Her plan of taking things one step at a time was out the window the minute she realized that she needed to know if all this was really happening. Not that she didn't trust the European medical system. She just needed to physically see that she was pregnant, even though in her heart she knew it had to be true.
"Lorelai?" a short, red-headed nurse asked with a smile.
They stood and followed her to the back. Lorelai was given a small cup to pee in while the nurse showed Luke to one of the empty exam rooms. She carried her sample to the nurse with a sympathetic smile. She was then weighed and shown to the room where Luke was waiting. The nurse handed Lorelai a gown and told her to change before stepping out of the room and closing the door.
"Man, I haven't done that in a while," chuckled Lorelai as she sat on the exam table. When Luke shot her a confused look, she clarified. "Peed in a cup."
Before Luke could respond, Dr. Rosen walked in. She introduced herself to Luke and took a seat on the stool in front of the exam table. She checked Lorelai's chart and confirmed a few things since her last visit. "Can you tell me the first day of your last period?"
"I thought it was May 13th. That was the day my friend had her little girl. It was really light and only lasted a few days." It felt weird discussing this kind of thing with Luke in the room. She couldn't dwell on it though. If she was pregnant, they would be experiencing way worse than a few routine questions.
Dr. Rosen nodded as she made notes in Lorelai's chart. She mentioned that it was common to have spotting after conceiving and that most women think it is actually their period. When she announced that she would be performing a physical exam, Luke's head jerked towards Lorelai. Lorelai mouthed 'It's okay' and gestured for him to stand closer to her head. Dr. Rosen performed the pelvic exam as Luke looked anywhere but at the woman currently between his fiancée's legs.
"Okay. Everything looks good, Lorelai. We'll do a vaginal ultrasound in case it's too soon for a topical one." Dr. Rosen placed some gel-like lubricant on a rather large wand connected to a machine with a computer screen. "You're going to feel a little bit of pressure," she said as she inserted the wand.
Lorelai grabbed Luke's hand and squeezed it. She took a few cleansing breaths as her body adjusted to the foreign instrument. Dr. Rosen gestured to the screen and hit a few keys on the machine that froze the picture in place. It was a fuzzy, gray image. In the middle of the image was a black, bean-shaped circle. And in that circle, was a tiny baby.
"Looks like you're around eight weeks pregnant, Lorelai. You see that little flicker in the middle? That's the baby's heart beating. Congratulations. I'll print you some pictures to take home."
After the doctor stepped out, Luke inched his way closer to the screen. His eyes were fixated on the tiny circle. He was at a loss for words. By the time he and his dad found out about Liz being pregnant with Jess, she was already further ahead in her pregnancy. He never went to her check-ups or saw sonograms. This was a whole new world. And this was his tiny baby growing inside of Lorelai. He turned around to share his excitement with her, but it quickly faded when he saw her crying.
"What's wrong?" he asked as he rushed back to her side. He rubbed soothing circles on her back.
"I'm fine." She sniffled. "This is really happening, isn't it?" She searched his face for any sign of remorse or regret, but only saw love and concern.
"It's happening." He placed his hand on her stomach. They locked eyes for a moment before Dr. Rosen returned to the room.
"Okay. I printed you a few of them just in case," she said with a smile as she handed the photos to Lorelai. "Did you two have any questions for me?"
"I've noticed that I'm already starting to show, but I'm eating way healthier than I ever have. Is that normal? There is only one baby in there, right?"
"It's normal for you to show a little sooner with your second pregnancy. And, yes, there's only one baby in there. You will also feel the baby move sooner than you did with your first. Your labor tends to be shorter the second time around too. You may also feel more tired this time, but as long as you take your prenatal vitamins you should be fine. I can prescribe you an energy booster supplement if you think you need it." Dr. Rosen watched the two of them take all the information in for a moment before asking, "Is there anything else on your mind?"
They exchanged a look and Luke motioned for Lorelai to speak up. The one thing they had discussed was Lorelai's concern over her age. That had been the main issue weighing on her mind lately.
Lorelai hesitated before asking, "Will this be considered a high-risk pregnancy?"
"A pregnant woman over the age of 35 is considered high-risk, but that usually pertains to first-time mothers. Things can be more difficult for older mothers such as the risk for high blood pressure as well as gestational diabetes. Basically all risks increase with age." Dr. Rosen noticed the sullen look on Lorelai's face. "Lorelai, you have no family history of genetic diseases or disorders. You are more than capable of bringing another healthy baby into the world."
Lorelai nodded slightly, but she still felt unsure. She looked down at the sonogram in her hand and traced the tiny baby with her pointer finger.
Dr. Rosen watched her for a moment before standing up. She instructed Lorelai to lie back and pull her gown up enough to expose her stomach. "This will be a little cold," she said as she squirted a generous amount of gel on the lower part of Lorelai's abdomen. She grabbed her fetal Doppler and glided it around until they heard a fast-pace, whooshing sound.
"Oh, my God," whispered Lorelai. "Is that…?" A tear rolled down her cheek as she recalled the familiar sound when she was pregnant with Rory. It was the sound of their baby's heartbeat. It sounded steady and strong. For a moment, her fears melted away as she lay comforted by the sound of the life growing inside of her.
Two days later, Lorelai was pacing in front of the windows in the living room. Rory had told her that after Friday night dinner she would head that way and Lorelai was anxious to get her two pieces of news out of the way as soon as possible.
Since their appointment on Wednesday, Luke and Lorelai pretty much kept to themselves. She called the inn to check in and had called Sookie as well, but she had yet to visit anyone in person. This was Sookie's first week back since giving birth to Martha, so Lorelai was relieved to know that things at the inn would be getting back to normal. But as normal as things would be, it wouldn't last long. Once everyone found out about the pregnancy, things would change once again. It was bad enough that Luke was being peppered with questions regarding his out-of-character, spontaneous trip abroad. That, combined with the fact that no one had seen Lorelai around town, was enough to get the rumors started. But Lorelai couldn't dwell on that. She couldn't tell anyone anything until she told her best friend first.
Her thoughts were interrupted when she saw the headlights from Rory's Prius pull into the driveway. She ran outside as Rory exited the car and nearly toppled her over with a fierce hug.
"Oh, kid, I missed you so much!" gushed Lorelai, refusing to loosen her hold on her daughter.
"I missed you too, Mom!" said Rory, hugging her mother back just as tight.
After unpacking the car and unloading the contents in Rory's bedroom, the girls walked around the house. Rory had stopped by a few times over the summer to check out the progress, but it was early on in the remodel. She was touched that Luke wanted her to make the downstairs bathroom her own and told Lorelai that she had a keeper. Lorelai smiled, thankful that her daughter and Luke always had a special bond.
They headed upstairs so that Lorelai could show off her massive new bedroom. Rory was a little jealous of Lorelai's much bigger and fancier bathroom and even joked about claiming one of the sinks as her own. They plopped down on the bed as Rory filled Lorelai in on dinner and what she had been up to most of the summer.
"So, how surprised were you when Luke showed up in France?" asked Rory with a smirk. Luke had called her on his way to the airport with vague details about Lorelai being homesick and him wanting to surprise her.
Lorelai nodded. "I was pretty surprised. It's not like Luke to do things on a whim, that's for sure." She felt like this was the perfect segue into sharing the first bit of news. She cleared her throat. "There were a couple of surprises on that trip." She held her left hand out for Rory to see.
"Mom!" Rory gasped as she reached for Lorelai's hand to get a better look. "Who knew Luke, King of the Monosyllables, could be so romantic. Man, he knows how to pick out a rock."
"Yeah. He did good," said Lorelai in a dreamy voice.
"Okay. You said there were a couple of surprises. What else happened?"
"Follow me." Lorelai pulled Rory off the bed and led her down the hall to the empty bedroom at the end. They stood in the middle of the room for a few seconds before Rory spoke.
"Soo, you two are going old school and sleeping in separate bedrooms?" asked Rory confused about why an empty bedroom would be a surprise.
Without saying anything, Lorelai reached in her back pocket, pulled out a sonogram picture, and handed it to her daughter. Rory squinted at the picture trying to make out what it was she was looking at. When she saw her mother's name on the top left corner and the name of her OB/GYN next to it, her head jerked up.
"Mom? You're…?"
"Yep. A little over eight weeks," she answered softly. She watched her daughter do the math and saw her eyes widen slightly.
"You were pregnant that day in the hospital with the apple. I thought you said the crisis had passed? Didn't you take a test?"
Lorelai explained the period she thought she had gotten that day, but come to find out, it was spotting. She also explained that all the migraines and muscle aches prior to her trip were all signs that she didn't see.
"And there I was eating super healthy but gaining weight despite puking almost everyday. I just assumed it was stress." Lorelai told Rory about going to the hospital and getting her blood drawn. She also told her about the phone call she received while Luke was there and the freakout that followed. It felt good to share the information with someone else for a change.
"What happens now? Are you guys getting married before the baby comes?"
"I'm not sure. We haven't talked about that yet. It hasn't even been a week since we found out and I won't be able to hide it much longer." She lifted up the Yale hoodie she was wearing to show Rory her visible baby bump she was hiding underneath it.
"It's not that noticeable, Mom," said Rory unconvincingly. "Kind of like an after-dinner pooch. You can still hide it until you figure out when you want to tell people. It's common to gain weight when you go on vacation. Go with that if anyone asks."
They exited the room and walked down the hall. "So, you think I can keep from telling the grandparents about my little after-dinner pooch? Maybe they won't even notice."
Rory scoffed. "Please. Do you not remember how quickly grandma noticed her antique sewing box was missing that night Logan came for dinner? She'll notice."
Lorelai groaned at the thought of telling her parents. She hoped the fact that Luke proposed before either one of them knew about the baby would soften the blow. She also hoped she didn't have to convince Luke to be in attendance when she delivered the news.
"Hey…" Lorelai nudged her daughter once they were seated on the couch. "How do you feel about all of this?"
"I don't know. It kind of depresses me to think that I'll be forty when the kid is my age but…" joked Rory with a shrug. When she saw her mother's smile quickly fade, Rory held her mother's hands in her own. "I'm happy, Mom. For you and Luke. He loves you a lot. It's gonna be great."
Lorelai nodded and sniffed. "I love you, kid." She leaned in and hugged her first born. They pulled apart as Lorelai asked, "Movie?"
Rory smiled. "Sure. What'd you have in mind? Wait, let me guess. Baby Boom? Or how about Nine Months?"
Lorelai shoved her daughter playfully. "Ha, ha. You're hilarious."