"We need a boy name. Now." Lorelai requested as she rapped a hand on the counted playfully.

"Lorelai, I'm working." Luke reminded her as he walked away from the counter carrying several plates.

"We can't go to this appointment with only a girl's name. Then if it's a boy we'll be all thrown off, and the baby will hate us, and-"

"Lorelai, calm down." Luke said, placing both of his recently freed hands on her shoulders to stop her train of thought before it derailed into a fully blown panic attack. "The baby will not hate us. Read your list to me while I work."

"Carson." Lorelai offered.

"Kids named Carson get beat up." Luke explained as he made his way back into the kitchen.

"Steven." Lorelai tried.

"No." Luke rejected as he served Gypsy her side of hash.

"Parker." Lorelai proposed.

"That's not it either." Luke shook his head as he refilled coffee mugs.

"Taylor."

Luke didn't say anything, but turned towards Lorelai and scowled, knowing by her barely-contained giggles that she must have been joking. But really, he should have been expecting payback for the "Emily" comment he had made a few nights before.

"Benjamin." She volunteered.

"Benjamin," Luke said, trying it out as he placed the carafe of coffee back in it's rightful spot behind the counter

"Benjamin?" Lorelai asked.

"Benjamin Gilmore- Danes." Luke said, turning around to look at her.

"Benjamin Lucas Gilmore-Danes?" Lorelai tried.

"No." He countered. She knew he didn't want to name their baby after him.

"Benjamin William Gilmore-Danes." Lorelai tried again.

"You'd do that?" Luke asked when Lorelai offered his father's name as a middle name.

"Of course I would." Lorelai said, looking up at him genuinely.

"Benjamin William Gilmore- Danes," Luke tested, smiling at the sound of it.

"Sounds pretty damn good to me." Lorelai smiled, her eyes watering.

"Sounds good to me too," He smiled, giving her a quick kiss before placing a plate of eggs in front of her. "Now eat, so we aren't late for our appointment."

An hour or so later, Lorelai found herself in an all-too-familiar position at Dr. Sullivan's office: laying prone on her back, now not able to see over her belly, her hand clenched in Luke's as the cold gel was poured over her distended stomach. It was uncomfortable, sure, but those grainy black and white pictures of her baby made every squirmy moment worth it.

"So, I can tell you the gender now," Dr. Sullivan began. "Or, I can write it on a card and seal it in an envelope if you're planning on having a gender reveal party-"

"A gender reveal party?" Luke asked, his face turning up in confusion.

"We'd take the card to a baker or something, or I guess probably Sookie in our case, and she'd make the inside of a cake pink or blue, and we'd find out at a party." Lorelai explained.

"That sounds-" Luke started to react.

"Don't worry, honey. We're not doing that." Lorelai cut him off before he went into full rant mode.

Dr. Sullivan chuckled before continuing. "Or, of course, you could just wait until the kidney bean is born."

"Not quite a kidney bean anymore," Lorelai smiled.

"No, not quite." Dr. Sullivan agreed.

"We want to know now," Lorelai told Dr. Sullivan, looking over at Luke and squeezing his hand excitedly.

"Alrighty then," Dr. Sullivan smiled, moving the ultrasound wand around, trying to get a clear picture. "Come on, this isn't the time to be camera shy," Dr. Sullivan whispered as she moved the wand. "Ah, there we go." Dr. Sullivan concluded, deciding on an optical angle. "That's a healthy baby boy."

"Oh, a boy." Lorelai whispered, looking at the image of their son, and then at Luke.

"How you doing there, Danes?" Lorelai asked, her voice choked with a happy sob as she squeezed his hand again.

"That's our son." He whispered in the typical Danes economy of words, only tearing his eyes away from the screen to give her a quick kiss.

"Do you have a name picked out?" Dr. Sullivan asked by way of conversation as she packed up her belongings.

"Benjamin. Benjamin William. Ben, probably Benny when he's younger." Lorelai smiled warmly as she turned towards the doctor.

"Great. Well, I'll print off these pictures of Benny and let you two get back to your lives." She smiled as she excused herself from the room momentarily.

Given the privacy, Luke felt much more free to passionately express his joy to Lorelai, leaving a lingering kiss on her lips. He gently wiped the gel from her stomach before pressing a kiss to the side of it, whispering so that even Lorelai could barely here. "Hey Benny. I'm your daddy."

"Oh, Luke." Lorelai whispered. "You are such a good dad. Benny is the luckiest little boy in the whole world.

"Just following your lead." He told her before kissing her forehead. "You ready to head out of here? We can pick up the pictures at the reception desk."

"Yeah," Lorelai said quietly as she stood up. "You done at the diner for the day?"

"I can be." He told her as he helped her into her coat. "Why?"

"I thought you might want to make a quick mall stop to pick up a few of Benjy's first outfits." Lorelai smiled brightly as she gratefully took the pictures from the nurse at the reception desk, and who was he to say no to that smile? Luke couldn't even muster up a pretense of gruffness.

"That sounds great," he smiled as he opened the car door for Lorelai.

After half an hour in the mall, it was not sounding so great. Lorelai was still excited, sure, but Luke had had his fill of people, and was ready to get going. But he certainly wasn't going to spoil Lorelai's fun.

"Oh, Luke. Look at this!"

"It's cute." Luke said without looking in her direction.

"No, Luke, really look. This is the last one, I swear."

Luke wasn't convinced, but his ears perked up at the thought of getting to leave. He looked in her direction and saw what Lorelai was fawning over. As if it were set up for them, Lorelai had found a display of boys outfits: one of them being a small baseball cap and flannel shirts, and next to it was a stuffed dog in the same outfit.

"Luke, look. Benny's going to look just like his daddy. So handsome."

"I thought we agreed he was going to look like you."

"Uh, maybe you agreed with yourself. But even if he does look like me, he can still dress like you. Please, Luke? Please, please please?" She pouted up at him, and any false front of grumpiness or anger was instantly dissolved.

"Put 'em in the cart," Luke grumbled, and Lorelai hopped excitedly, grabbing several flannels, a navy blue cap, and the stuffed dog to round out the set.