Chapter thirteen: Daisies, and Roses.

Okay, I made a mistake this time, there are two chapters after this, and I'm pretty sure that I said there were two after last chapter (12) when there was three more, if I'm wrong, disregard this whole message!

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I'm going to say the month we're in now, is September…

"What!"

"Luke, now j-just listen before you overreact, I didn't mean for this to happen, it was an accident but we can make the best of this. It's not the end of the world. This could be good for us can't it?"

"I-I" Luke began, but he couldn't quite get the words out.

"Full sentences babe."

"I'm…"

"Sentences usually include more then one word hon."

"I-I don't," He paused, "I can't…" He trailed off again.

"Luke please, I just, hon I need you to tell me how you're feeling, tell me what's going through your mind right now, yell at me if you really want to, I don't care! Just tell me what you want me to do." She waited a second, when Luke said nothing she began again, "Luke, I can't go through that alone again, I need you."

"You won't have to go through it alone Lorelai I wouldn't do that to you." He looked at her with big eyes.

"Thank you. Now, what are you thinking, what can I do to make you not look at me like that." She said.

"Lorelai, I need time to think about this. I can't fully process it all at once." Luke said calmly. Lorelai nodded.

"Okay, but you have to promise me that you'll talk to me as soon as you can wrap your head around it okay?"

"Of course," Luke agreed.

"Just, don't…don't make me wait to long please." She asked, he nodded and said,

"I won't. You won't have to wait long at all; I already like the idea." He told her, she grinned at him, turned around and walked back down the stairs. Luke however stayed up for a few minutes, he walked over to the couch, lost in his own thoughts, and he had always imagined Lorelai and him having children, but so soon? It was crazy and unplanned but in a way, it was perfect. It was going to be okay, everything would be just fine. He walked back down to the diner to see Lorelai and Rory sitting at the counter, Lorelai drinking a cup of coffee, and Rory sipping a cup of juice. Luke went over to Lorelai and kissed her, and he didn't care who saw.

"Wow." Lorelai said when they both pulled back.

"Everything is going to be okay. This is going to be good, we, are going to be good." He told her, causing her lips to twitch into a smile.

"I'm glad everything is going to be okay, and I'm glad you're okay with this, to be honest, I expected you to be a little ticked off, and this is something that could have been avoided."

"Don't worry about that right now." He smiled, just before taking away her coffee.

"Hey! I wasn't done."

"Decaf," He said replacing her cup.

"You're mean." She stated.

"You're lucky you're getting this. If I really wanted to help you out, I'd take it away all together."

"Yes, but decaf is for wimps. It's just a ploy for coffee companies to sell more merchandise. It's ridiculous and it's not real coffee." Lorelai whined.

"Mom, coffee isn't good for you, just let dad serve you decaf." Rory said.

Lorelai and Luke smiled, "She's been spending way to much time around you Lucas."

"Mom! You know he hates it when you call him Lucas!"

"Way. Way, too much time together," Lorelai stood up, "Come on Rory, let's go watch movies and eat junk food." Luke gave her a stern look. "Kidding babe, just kidding…kiss," She demanded, he walked over and kissed her, "Thank you, see you at home later." He nodded and watched her walk out.

Yale.

Ann and Oliver sat in Ann's dorm room watching movies, and talking, they had become fast friends soon after meeting; they talked regularly, and saw each other pretty much every single day.

"Ann, I'd like to ask you something." Oliver prompted.

"Okay, go ahead."

"I love spending time with you, and I wanted to know if you would maybe like to have dinner with me, only if you wanted, if you don't, that's alright too, being friends…just friends, is good enough for me."

"Sure, I'd love to have dinner with you Oliver."

"Good," He smiled and focused his eyes back on the TV set.

Gilmore & Danes apartment

"Are we going to tell Rory?" Luke asked quietly.

"We should, she'll eventually notice."

"True." The phone rang; Lorelai leaned over slightly so she could reach it, "Hello,"

"Hey Lorelai,"

"Ann, hi," Lorelai intertwined her and Luke's hand for reassurance.

"Hey, I wanted to umm, get some advice."

"Really, I'm usually the one coming to you for advice." Lorelai pointed out nervously.

"Well let's do a role reversal then shall we?"

"We shall." Lorelai agreed.

"Okay, you remember Oliver,"

"The guy with the awesome accent?" Lorelai interrupted.

"He's from England the accent isn't his fault, can I continue please,"

"I said nothing about it being bad; it's kind of sexy,"

"Lorelai!" Luke interjected.

"Back to our conversation please?" Ann pleaded.

"Sure thing,"

"Okay, so Oliver…the guy with the awesome accent…he asked me out."

"And…?"

"I said yes. What do I wear, what do I say…"

"Ann you've been on dates before right?"

"A few,"

"Then you should know what to say, just go with the flow. Say what comes to your mind, and if nothing comes to mind, you've got killer blue eyes, and I taught you my hair flip in 8th grade. You'll be okay."

"I know, but I need help, I haven't dated in a while, since like freshman year…I'm a little out of practice."

"No, you dated that guy that I introduced you to remember? Last year I think it was."

"He didn't count; I had met him before, and let me tell you, a date with Kirk Gleason, is not a real date at all."

"I still can't believe you said yes to that." Lorelai laughed.

"You paid my a hundred and fifty dollars. I couldn't pass that up."

"True, true." The girls continue to talk, for a few minutes,

"Everything's good with you two? When'd that happen?" Luke asked after Lorelai hung up the phone.

"Not quite, we still aren't back to where we started, but I suppose mending won't be quite so difficult now." Lorelai told him, "Before it seemed nearly impossible."

"I told you everything would be okay."

"I know, and I knew you were right I just couldn't figure out when everything would be okay, you always say 'it'll be fine' but you never know when. It's just…it's hard you know? We haven't fought since we were kids."

"You two always fight." Luke pointed out.

"That isn't fighting, it's playful banter."

"Isn't that what you call it when we bicker? I hardly see anything remotely similar."

"No, hon when we fight, it's flirtatious, playful banter. I'd really rather avoid flirting with my sister, that would be nothing but weird." Luke rolled his eyes, and replied with an,

"Aw, geese." Which cause Lorelai to laugh, and give him a kiss.

"Lorelai, we have to…" She continued kissing him, "Rory…"

"What!" Lorelai pulled back, "Did you just call me Rory? That's disturbing on SO many levels."

"No, no! Lorelai why the hell would I call you Rory, I was only saying that Rory is like twelve feet away and that we shouldn't do that…" He said.

"Well, we'll just have to keep quiet then." Lorelai suggested, getting up from the couch, taking his hand and walking him over to the bedroom.

"Lorelai," He began, she silenced him by putting her hand over his mouth gently.

"Shh," And with that she pulled him into the bedroom, and shut the door.

A few days later, 5:00 AM.

Lorelai awoke with a start, carefully getting out of bed, as to not wake Luke, who'd taken the day off from the diner to join her at her first doctor's appointment, and made her way quickly to the bathroom. Luke woke soon after to the nauseating sound of his fiancé getting sick. He got up immediately, went into the bathroom, and held her hair.

"Thank you." She said when she had confirmed that she was finished. He nodded and kissed her forehead before letting her go, so she could brush her teeth.

"How long does that last?" Luke asked referring to the morning sickness.

"Pretty much the whole first trimester," She climbed back into bed with him, "Which is the first three months. I'm already probably two months in, so it may seem like forever, but it won't be that long. You don't have to get up with me, I got through it the first time, I could do that part alone again."

"I told you, you wouldn't have to go through any of it alone again. I'm here for the long haul hon. I want to be there for everything." Saying this caused her to lean over and kiss him on the cheek, when he reached over to kiss her for real, she put her hand up, "You probably don't want to do that…I'm thinking of you here." He ignored her and kissed her anyway, when he pulled back he made a sour face.

"Hey bucko I warned you."

"Yeah, yeah." Luke said just before laying back down and going back to sleep.

Promptly at 9:00 the alarm went off, causing Lorelai to yell at it. Not making any effort to get up and turn it off, but waking Luke in the process, he finally shut it off, "I'm going to make breakfast, anything you want?"

"Pancakes, with apples."

"Apples?" He questioned.

"Yes. Apples, is there something wrong with me wanting apples?"

"Well, you hate apples for starters, and you've never eaten fruit willingly since I've known you."

"Luke, pregnant, funky cravings, trust me babe things will go back to normal in a few months."

"I think I like you like this." Lorelai threw a pillow at him on his way out.

"You missed," He told her before shutting the door and walking into the kitchen to start making breakfast.

Gilmore Mansion (8:00 AM (ish))

"Good morning Emily." Richard said as he made his way over to long dinning room table.

"Good morning Richard," She took a sip of her coffee, "I'm afraid I have some disappointing to report regarding our eldest daughter,"

"Oh, what is it now Emily?" Richard asked.

"She's pregnant again. Or at least she might be, and she's engaged." Emily stated.

"At least she's in a committed relationship this time Emily, we should be happy for her, how did you find this out anyway?"

"I saw her in a drug store, when you had your cold. She was buying a pregnancy test. I saw the ring on her finger," She took yet another sip of her coffee before continuing, "It was a nice ring though," She admitted quietly.

"I'm sure Ann would know more about the man I know you're so curious about-"

"I'm not curious about him Richard!" She defended.

"Emily, do not try to lie to me, I know for a fact you want to know who this boy is."

"He most certainly not be a boy, he should be a man. Lorelai deserves a man. She shouldn't be dating, or be engaged to a boy."

"Emily…"

Gilmore-Danes Apartment (Wedding planning.)

"I want daisies." Lorelai complained.

"We're having a winter wedding aren't we?"

"Yes,"

"We wouldn't ever be able to find good daisies. What about something traditional, like roses."

"Roses are roses, everyone will know… 'Oh, they couldn't find any unique flowers so they picked roses, how nice'. See, that is why we cannot use roses."

"What if they're pink?" Luke asked, willing to cater to anything his hormonal fiancée.

"Roses it is," She said, scribbling something down on a stack of papers.

"Date." Luke blurted.

"What?" Lorelai said, utterly confused.

"We have to set a date, now!" Luke demanded.

"How? It's hard and…" She stopped when Luke got up and took the kitchen calendar off the wall and set it in front of her; he opened it to the current month, September, and grabbed Lorelai's hand.

"We're going to, together; flip the calendar for any given month, then with our eyes closed point to a random date, and that will be the date we get married."

"Wait, we'll have to pick a month first, because I don't want to be a cow when we get married," Lorelai said, "How's November."

"November is perfect."

"Perfect." Lorelai mimicked, "Okay, let's pick a date." They did as Luke instructed earlier, put their hands together, intertwining their fingers, closed their eyes, and then pointed to a date.

"Sunday, November 20th." Lorelai said when she opened her eyes, Luke kissed her temple, and they finished off most of the planning all they had left was getting the reception hall, invitations, and church.

"Do we want a church wedding?" Luke asked.

"We could always have it at the Inn,"

"That sounds good," They agreed.

"I'm getting married in three months." Lorelai said.

"What a coincidence, me too." Luke smiled, causing Lorelai to giggle and kiss him.

Next time: Ann's Date? Will it turn out good or…not?

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