A/N: Two chapters in one day! That probably won't ever happen often. Oh and for that sequel I'm planning if anyone has any good ideas for the title tell me! Oh and please read and review. Reviews make me happy!

The next few days and weeks went by in a blur. Lorelai, Rory and Sookie were constantly at the mall getting their dress fitted and any alterations done. Well not constantly. Every couple weeks they'd be there. Christmas was coming up and Lorelai and Rory had gone to the mall. Lorelai had no clue what to get Luke for Christmas. A couple weeks ago the three of them had had family portraits done. Lorelai was thinking something along the lines of framing one of those and giving it to Luke. Then she got an idea as she and Rory walked by a store full of scrapbooks and materials needed for scrapbooks.

"Rory, I got the perfect idea for Dad!" said Lorelai excitedly leading her daughter into the store.

"What?" asked Rory. She already got her dad something. She had gotten him a cookbook. It was more like a book where he could write down all his favorite recipes.

Lorelai looked around the store. She needed a scapbook that was pretty but more masculine. "Well, we have a ton of your baby pictures and pictures of you up until now. I thought I could make your dad a scrapbook so he could see all those years he missed." Her eyes settled on a brown leather scrapbook and she headed to it.

Rory followed her mom. "I think Dad will love that. And we do have a ton of pictures of me." It was true. Lorelai and Mia took pictures of Rory as a baby and as a toddler and preschooler and all her milestones. And then they'd get multiples of those same pictures. Lorelai would have to send her parent's the pictures of Rory because the only time she and Rory would visit was Thanksgiving, Christmas and Easter.

"I think so too." Lorelai grabbed the scrapbook and some stickers and the photo corner edges that held pictures down and headed to the counter. After she paid they left the store. "Do you think your dad would like a new flannel shirt?"

Rory giggled. Luke loved flannel shirts. It's all he would wear. Unless they went to church then he'd dress up nicer but he complained about it. "I don't know. I think he has about forty of them."

Lorelai grinned. "Yeah, I think he does. So just the scrapbook. Now we go home and start to work on the scrapbook."

"Are you going to go in order with the pictures?"

"Of course silly! I need to start with your hospital pictures and all your baby pictures. And of course all your firsts. Your first Christmas, your first Easter, your first birthday."

When they got home Lorelai went upstairs to her closet and pulled down her boxes of Rory's pictures. The pictures weren't all of just Rory. There were some with Rory and Emily and Richard, Rory and Lane and of course Rory and Lorelai. And Rory with various townpeople like Babette and her husband Morey and Miss Patty. She had made a photo album of all of the pictures then stashed away the others. She wasn't sure how she was going to keep the scrapbook a secret but she would. She went to the kitchen and laid everything out on the table. She figured it would take a few days to put together the scrapbook for Luke but she knew he would love it. She knew he hated not being involved and sometimes he felt like that made him a bad father.

She sat down and opened the first box. The first box contained pictures of Rory from birth to six months. The first one on top was a picture the hospital had taken of Rory. She was wrapped up in a blanket and her eyes were wide awake and alert. She fingered the picture. How different things could be now if Luke had been there that day. He would have held her and told her that she couldn't date until she was twenty. She wiped the tears from her eyes and slid the picture into place on the page. Underneath it she wrote, Lorelai Leigh Danes, 7 lbs 5 oz October 8, 1984 4:03 a.m. And for the next few hours that's how she did it. She'd take a picture out and study it and then put it on the page and label it. She was surprised that by the time it was almost five she had finished putting in all the pictures she could. She gathered her things and headed to her room. Rory was reading her book A Christmas Carol. That girl could read more than anyone.

Upstairs Lorelai wrapped the scrapbook and then pulled out some stationary and a pen. She decided that to go along with the scrapbook she would write a letter to Luke about Rory. She sat down in the chair by her window and wrote the letter in thirty minutes. When she had finished she looked at it and studied it and reread it.

Dear Luke, the letter began, Well I just finished your Christmas present. I hope you love it. It's full of pictures of Rory starting when she was born. Making this scrapbook brought up a lot of memories. I wish you had been there the morning Rory was born. You already know the story so I don't need to tell you about it again. And you know how I came here when Rory was just four weeks old. Mia and I took pictures every free minute we had. We didn't want to waste a minute because those pictures were all for you. I guess I'll start with after Rory and I showed up at the Independence Inn. Rory and I had only been there for a few weeks and I enjoyed working as a maid. I worked better than all the other maids and they were jealous of me. When Rory was seven weeks old she smiled the first time. She had been fussy and the minute I took her out of her bassinet she smiled at me. Oh the joy I felt! She recognized me and I was on cloud nine. Luckily I had had a camera with me to document it. Rory was an easy baby. The only time she'd cry was if she was upset, or hungry or needed changing. She would wake up in the mornings cooing and I'd study her for hours while she slept. She was the most happiest baby ever. Okay so I was a little biased but I was a proud mother and I still am.

You have no idea how much I longed for you these past ten years. I hated that you didn't get to hear Rory's first laugh or see her first smile or be there during her ear infections. She would get an ear infection every few weeks until finally her pediatrician put tubes in her ears. When Rory was excatly three months old in January she laughed for the first time. I had been trying to get her to smile at me. She had been fussy all night with an ear infection and just would not let me put her in her crib. Finally I made a silly face at her and she laughed. I was so happy that my baby had laughed that I started to cry. You weren't there like you had always said you would be and that killed me.

By the time she was five months old Rory could sit up by herself. She was trying to crawl by then but just couldn't get the hang of it. After a few weeks of trying to crawl and much encouragement from me and Mia and the rest of the staff that adored her, she finally crawled to me. She crawled to me across the lobby of the inn and Mia just happened to have a camera and someone else had a videocamera. When she got to me I pulled her up into my arms and told her that I knew she could do it. She grinned that famous smile of hers and clapped her hands.

When she was ten months old Rory started standing and pulling up on chairs and anything to help her balance. She took her first steps at the end of August. She didn't get very far but it was all that she needed to be able to start taking more steps each day. By the time her first birthday rolled around Rory was taking maybe five to ten steps a day. Her birthday was a blast. It was held at the inn and everyone in town came. Even my parents came but that was because Mia made me invite them. Sookie made her birthday cake.

Rory was the easiest child to raise. She never even hit the terrible two's. She was just calm and laid back. Although if it was raining she would not walk in the grass. She would fuss until I picked her up. She outgrew that by the time she was three. On her first day of kindergarten she woke me up at five and told me that all the teachers wanted to meet the parents. And of course I believed her. And the school was closed when we got there. For the next two years she would do the same thing but I never fell for it. I'll have to show you the home videos. We made a video just about everyday.

I must say that I'm glad you're back in my life and in Rory's life. She always asked about you and it's amazing to see how close the two of you have become these last six months. She truly is a daddy's girl. I can't wait until June when we officially become a family. And I can't wait to have more children with you. I love you Lucas William Danes.

Love,

Lorelai

Lorelai felt satisfied with the letter and she put it an envelope and sealed it before adding it to the scrapbook. As soon as she wrapped it she headed downstairs and put it under the tree that they had gotten a few days earlier. As soon as they had gotten home Lorelai had made Luke go into the attic to get all the Christmas decorations and they decorated the tree and the house that night.

Luke came in then. "Hey," he said kissing her.

"Hey, back."

"So are you just admiring the tree?" he asked his eyes dancing.

She poked him in the ribs. "No, I just put your present underneath the tree, silly."

"Ah," said Luke. He already had Lorelai's present. The same day that they got the tree he and Rory had gone to the mall. They had gone to the jewelry store and Rory helped him pick out a necklace that matched Lorelai's engagement ring.

Rory came into the living room. "Daddy, can we make Christmas cookies?" she asked.

Luke smiled. He had promised Rory he would make some sugar cookies with her that evening. "Of course." He and Rory headed to the kitchen with Lorelai behind them.

She watched as Luke helped Rory make the dough for the cookies and then roll it out to make snowmen and snowflakes and reindeer and Santa's and Christmas trees. After the cookes had been baked the three of them decorated the cookies. Both Rory and Lorelai put a ton of frosting and sprinkles on their cookies. When Lorelai dared Luke to eat one of the sugar cookies she had decorated he gave in. He didn't like it but he ate to make her happy. And he knew that's why their relationship always worked out. If Lorelai had ever wanted to something he would gladly go along with her and if he wanted to something he liked she always went along and hardly complained about it. That was why they got along so well now and he knew that their marriage would last for years.