A/N: I know that it has literally been forever, and I have excuses but you don't want to hear them, so enjoy! This is HUGE! It's really dramatic but that's the way I like it. Please review! And again, I'm really sorry this took so long!
Chapter 9: Have a Nice Trip, See Ya Next Fall
Previously on Love with a Gilmore Twist: Jess sat with his hands folded between his knees. He was staring at his thumbs and Lorelai could sense the tension as Rory's doctor emerged from his office. He approached Lorelai and Jess, who stood up, and said, "I take it you are Rory's mother and boyfriend." They nodded simultaneously. "Well," he looked down at his paper, "the father of Rory's baby is a man named Logan Huntzberger."
Lorelai gasped and looked at Jess who was sitting back down with his head in his hands. Lorelai took a seat next to him and placed her hand gently on his back. Suddenly, she realized that she was playing mother to Jess and she removed her hand.
"Sorry. Maternal instinct coming into play there."
"That's all right."
"Jess…"
"I'm fine," he said, convincing himself.
"Jess," Lorelai pushed.
"I'M FINE!" he repeated.
"Okay."
Jess got up and walked out of the doctor's office. Lorelai did not follow Jess because she figured he needed some space. Moments later, Rory came out of the back and sat down next to her mom.
"So you heard?" Rory asked.
"Yep."
"Any comments?"
"Just that Jess is really angry."
"I figured," Rory said disappointedly.
"Why don't we go get some ice cream. Clear our heads a little." Lorelai suggested.
"That sounds good." Rory agreed.
The girls went to get ice cream then went back to Lorelai's. Rory finished up her stay there and when the time came to go back to school, she did not want to, but she did reluctantly.
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It was Lorelai's first day without Rory in the house for a while so Luke came over after work. They ate dinner and he stayed the night.
Lorelai woke up to an empty house; Luke had a big shipment of meat to sign for early in the morning. She woke up at seven so she could make it to the inn by 8:30.
Paul Anka was whining downstairs so Lorelai went down to feed him. She filled his bowl kibble and his other bowl with water. On her way upstairs, she saw that Paul Anka had left her a wonderful surprise; he had lined up all of Lorelai's video tapes in order on the floor in front of the video case. After cleaning up Paul Anka's mess, Lorelai went upstairs to take a shower. As she was getting into the shower, she noticed her stomach was looking a bit larger. Maybe all the food she ate was finally catching up to her.
When she got in, she did her daily routine- shampoo, conditioner, wash, and shave- but when she was shaving, a rather unfortunate thing happened. She had her left foot propped up on the ledge in the tub. She was standing on her right foot when it slipped in the water. Her left foot was stuck on the ledge so it twisted, causing Lorelai to fall forward and hit her stomach on the ledge her foot had been resting on.
Lorelai struggled for a good few minutes, and was finally able to hoist herself up out of the shower. She was in pain. She had trouble getting dressed because her left foot was injured so she had to hop on her right.
Lorelai's instinct told her to call Luke, so she hopped over to her nightstand and picked up her cell phone. She called Luke, but he did not answer, so she left a message saying, "Luke it's me. I'm driving myself to the hospital. Call me on my cell phone." She was trying to sound as calm as she could.
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Luke sprinted upstairs, not to leave anything burning, to get Learn Golf the Arnold Palmer Way for Kirk, who had decided to golf.
When he grabbed the book off the table, he saw the message light blinking on his answering machine. He hit the button to hear his message and the female voice said, "You have two new messages. To play your messages, press '1'." Luke pressed "1" and heard Lorelai's message. He did not bother to listen to the second message before calling Lorelai, but it went straight to voicemail. "Of course," Luke thought, "cell phones don't get reception in hospitals."
Forgetting Kirk's book, Luke descended the stairs three at a time into the diner. He walked purposefully towards the door when Kirk stopped him and said, "Luke, you forgot my book."
"I know, Kirk!" he said in rushed annoyance.
"Can I have it, though?" Kirk asked innocently.
"Not right now, Kirk."
Luke shouted across the diner, "Caesar, take over!"
"You got it, Luke," Caesar said and winked.
Luke rolled his eyes, and without any further explanation, he left. He got in his truck and drove to Hartford Memorial Hospital.
When he got to the reception desk at the hospital, he was out of breath from running in. Luke asked for Lorelai and the receptionist looked it up on her computer. She told Luke that Lorelai was in room 153 and he was welcome to visit her.
Luke hesitantly asked the receptionist to point him the way to room 153, and she pointed to Luke's left. As soon as she did, Luke thanked her in a huff and practically ran down the hospital hallway.
Having absolutely no idea about why Lorelai was here, Luke was nervous to see her. He was not sure if she was okay. If she broke her finger or her leg. If it was something minor of something major. The only thing that he could think of to reassure himself was the she had driven herself here, so she had to be somewhat okay. It depended on how you define "okay."
When Luke reached the door of room 153, he knocked. He would have barged in, but if something was seriously wrong with Lorelai, he did not want to startle her.
"Who is it?" Lorelai asked through the door.
"Me," Luke replied.
"Oh," she said sounding disappointed and sad, "come in."
Luke slowly opened the door, nervous as to what he would see. When he saw Lorelai, there was nothing visibly wrong with her. Although, she was smiling, Luke could sense that something was terribly wrong. Concerned, he asked, "What's wrong?"
Trembling with tears in her eyes now, Lorelai practically whispered, "I killed it." She was silently crying now.
"Killed what?" Luke asked, extremely nervous and confused.
Lorelai did not just want to come out and say it; that would make Luke more confused. So she started telling the story between sobs from the beginning. "This morning, I was shaving my legs when I slipped and fell. I got up after a few minutes to get dressed, then I left you that message and drove myself here. I hopped in on my right foot and told the lady what happened. They said they were going to x-ray my foot and I agreed to it. Then, they asked me if I was pregnant because you're not supposed to be x-rayed when you're pregnant. I said no so they x-rayed me. Once the doctor got the x-ray of my foot, he said it was just a severely twisted ankle, so, I'll need to be on crutches for two weeks. After that my ankle should be fine. Once he told me that, I told him that I hit my stomach on the shower ledge pretty hard when I fell. TO fully examine my stomach and make sure it was okay, they would have to take an ultrasound. They took me to this room where a different doctor took the ultrasound. Then, he asked me if I was pregnant and again, I said no. I asked him why he asked, and he said that it appeared to him that according to the ultrasound, I was. With triplets! Triplets! Then he told me he also had some bad news: when I fell on my stomach, I killed one of the babies. One of our babies, Luke! Our babies!"
Saying these words was entirely too hard for Lorelai to handle. She completely broke down. Tears ran freely down her cheeks and the sobs were no longer silent. Lorelai could not stop thinking of how she killed one of her babies, one of Luke's babies, because of her clumsiness.
Luke sat down next to Lorelai on her hospital bed, careful to avoid her left foot. He took her into his arms and whispered in her ear, "It's okay. I'm not mad and everything is going to be fine. We still have two more babies on the way." He smiled at that thought.
Lorelai had stopped crying long enough to hear this, but then she continued crying uncontrollably into Luke's shoulder.
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