Disclaimer: No Ownership in Gilmore Girls

(A/N Sorry for the Delay. I had Finals that blew my brains out, I got sick, and I had no inspiration. Please review.)

Dedication: For everyone in my World Civ. Class

LORELAI'S POV

My ears were ringing. I couldn't believe my ears. It wasn't true; my ears never lie to me. The deed had been in my name too. This wasn't happening, it couldn't be.

"What do you mean that the deed was in Luke's name? THIS IS MY HOUSE! I paid for it!" All of this was overwhelming, way too overwhelming.

"Sugar, we thought you knew, when the house was finished, well sugar, this isn't easy to say." Babbete looked uneasy as she said this.

"What isn't easy to say?" I positively barked at her.

"You signed the house over to Luke!" Miss Patty blurted it out fast to get it over with. It was quite obvious.

"I will see two later, but I can't deal with this, so can you leave, please?' They must have seen the pleading look in my face, because their replies were very sympathetic. Feeling dejected, I went back into the house. My mind was numb. How could Luke have done this? Was this revenge on the ultimatum? Was he angry with me? When did I out the deed in his name? Why did I do it?

As I stumbled into the house with these questions, I fell on the couch. I told Richard that he could walk Rory down the aisle. After all, you have to pick your battles. Right? Apparently, Emily noticed that something was wrong with me because she asked:

"Lorelai, what's wrong, are you okay? You seem faint. Why did you go outside?" Uh oh.

"Mom, I'm fine. Luke sold this house to the kids. The deed was only in his name. Babbete and Miss Patty just told me. And as far as why I look faint, well, Chris and I have some news to share with –" I was interrupted by Christopher, but it was to be expected.

"What news? Is there something you're not telling me?"

"Okay, then, I have a surprise for the three of you. Well here goes: I'm Pregnant."

LOGAN'S POV

Rory looked amazing in that dress. Apparently the knack for knowing dress sizes is still intact. And useful.

"Logan, is this a Brigade thing?"

"I am not telling you. You will have to just wait and see your surprise." Oops, I couldn't believe I just let that slip. "We're here."

"And what is here exactly?" This isn't exactly a yacht club or a ball is it?"

"Shush. Now close your eyes."

"Did you just shush me?"

"Yes, I did, so could you please shush an close your eyes?"

"Fine." Reluctantly, she gave in. Curiosity must have won the battle against dignity.

"It is just right up that hill. I will help you." This was going to stun her! I couldn't wait to show her! I just knew that she was going to love this.

"Are we there yet? You know, the Gilmore Girls aren't exactly known for their athleticism. I nearly failed gym class in high school."

"We're here, open your eyes!" I waited for her response, first nothing then:

"Oh, Logan this is great! Did you do all of this?"

CHRISPTHER'S POV

This happened to be a tidbit that I didn't know in the story. I was in an emotional roller coaster between elated and worried and angry and sad. I wonder if I was already having sympathy-pregnant mood swings for Lorelai.

"Well, Lorelai, that is some big news." It seemed that Richard was as caught off-guard as I was. Emily's response was different.

"How did this happen? When?" Inwardly, I smirked, knowing Lorelei's response all to well.

"Well Mother, when a man and a woman love each other very, very much-"

"Now is not the time for sarcasm Lor. When did you find out, and why didn't you tell me right away." She seemed a little apprehensive at acknowledging that she didn't tell me.

"I went to the doctor right before I came to see Rory and the doctor told me I was two months pregnant."

"Congratulations you two. Oh, Richard, we are going to be grandparents again. Is the baby a girl or a boy? Oh, I hope it is a girl just like Rory!"

As happy as I was with the news and everything, I was too busy crunching numbers about Gigi's college, and school, and baby's education. This wasn't going to be easy. Think of all those diapers again. Oh how much are those diapers going to cost.

"Mom, I don't want to find out the sex right now. The baby is currently called pookie, because it makes mommy pookie!"

"Lorelai, that's absurd, why would you call your unborn child that? Christopher, please talk some sense into my daughter? I wouldn't believe that you would let you wife call your child that." Even though I had a stony-faced expression, I was laughing so hard, that inside, all of my organs were splitting.

"Richard this is as big a piece of news to you as it is to me and I know Lorelai said that bit about pookie as a joke. Right honey?" At least I hope it was.

"Sure thing." After that, I did the only thing that would rectify the situation at hand.

"Let's go out to dinner and celebrate, get some champagne, well, not for Lor, of course. My treat."

"Where will we be able to get reservations tonight at this hour?" I had already planned on going out tonight, so I told Emily that she would just have to wait and see how my magic worked.

"Well, I guess it is okay to out tonight." I was relieved beyond belief that this was Richard's response, and that he wasn't suspicious.

"Fantastic! Let's go!" After a mad dash of getting coats and we loaded into our rental Jag, and headed off to eat.

LOGAN'S POV

I was glad that Rory was excited about her surprise. The hill was perfect. Everything was so-

"Logan, how did you do this? I mean, get it this perfect? And call all these people? That must have taken forever!" She paused, something dawning on her, and I wasn't sure that I wanted to know what it was. Thankfully, she shook her head and dismissed it, the party was much too beautiful for her to ignore.

The hill flattened out at the top, slightly, and was covered with just enough snow. In the center was a large, open pavilion with netting and miniature lights, where a dance floor was housed. As we neared the center, Rory recognized faces from High school.

"Do you like this? I found out last week about your acceptance to The New York Times last week and I found your address book. Paris helped me contact some of these people." I saw the glimmer of excitement in her eye.

"This is extraordinary! I just got the letter today! How did you know?"

'Aww, Ace, I thought you knew that a journalist never discloses their sources. Now, do you want to dance or what-"

"Rory! How are you? I haven't seen you since you came to my book signing!" Great, Mariano was taking my girl away. And Rory had seen him recently as it sounded.

Rory must have decided to ignore the last comment he made or she wasn't going to talk to him about it in front of me. "Jess, did Logan call you too?"

"Yup, Huntzberger invited me all right. Congratulations on the new job!" This was my chance to steal Rory away from him. Or not. "Rory, Hep Alien is playing. Do you want to dance?"

"Is that a stupid question or what Jess? Of course I want to dance Logan!" She paused and said, "See you around Jess!"

Once we were on the dance floor, I saw jess dancing with someone I didn't know; their face was hidden, as her back was toward me. Then I realized who jess was dancing with and a conversation with the girl came to mind. The rock on her left hand was glinting in the bright moonlight.

(A/N So sorry about the cliffy and the delay in updating. Please review.)