Authors Note: Um… I thought I could post two parts… but apparently, two wasn't enough! So here's part three!

Attention: I don't own Gilmore Girls and the characters! I wish I did!

It's all God given talent.

Hartford Memorial-

Lorelai screams as she is being wheeled through the hall to the delivery room, "GET HIM OUT!"

Luke looks at the nurses who have been around since the birth of Rory, "I'm so sorry guys. You know how Lorelai is."

The nurses chuckle in unison at the brunette fire ball, throwing a fit on the bed, "She's been this way for like twenty-three years. We've learned to cope."

Lorelai grabs Luke's arm, "Babe, this is the first birth of one of our children that doesn't end in heart break."

Luke looks down at her and nods with a smile, "I'm glad, because I'd be damned to let something happen to you and our child again."

Lorelai is finally in the delivery room when another wave of contractions hit, making her scream and accidentally punch Luke in the nose.

Luke falls back a bit holding his nose as Lorelai screams in shock, "OH MY GOD! HONEY I AM SO SORRY!"

Luke shakes his head and holds a towel from a nurse over his nose, "Oh sweets. I'm fine. Don't worry about me."

The doctor walks in and smiles at Lorelai, "Lorelai Victoria Danes, still as radiant as ever."

He looks over at Luke then back at Lorelai, "You punched him during contractions, didn't you?"

Lorelai nods, "Yes. I did. I feel terrible."

The doctor looks over at Luke, "Your wife has a good aim. Did you ever think she could play softball or baseball?"

Luke chuckles, "Sports scare her."

Lorelai says in a childish tone, "They do not. You are just scared of me playing sports."

Lorelai then chuckles with a sly look on her face, "The only balls he likes me playing with, are…"

Luke cuts her off before she says anything else about Bert, "Doc, how much longer until it's time? She's restless."

The doctor looks down then looks back up at Luke, "It's time. Nurse, break out the demerol!"

Lorelai squeals, "Noooooo! Let me do it without it this time!"

Luke shakes his head and places a hand on her naked stomach, "Over my dead body, Lorelai Victoria. You are taking your meds."

Lorelai suddenly has a IV of demerol hooked up to her arm, making her scream in anger, "LUCAS I SAID NOOOOOO!"

Luke rolls his eyes, "Wife of mine, you sometimes are a pain in my ass, but I love you anyway."

The doctor looks down and yells to Luke, "Hold on tight to her hand and don't let go. Nate should be here soon. Lorelai, please push."

Lorelai starts to push, making her face turn tomato red, "GAHHHHHH, LUKEEEEEEEEE."

The doctor looks at his watch, "Demerol should kick in in… 3, 2, 1."

Lorelai looks dazed but keeps pushing when she's told.

After a very long time of pushing and squeezing Luke's hand too hard, Nathaniel Joseph Zachary Danes was born.

The doctor hands Lorelai, Nate, making her start to cry at the perfect little boy in her arms.

Luke looks down at his newborn son, and notices that he's blonde, "WHAT THE HELL?! HES BLONDE?! ALL FOUR OF MY OTHER CHILDREN HAVE THEIR MOTHERS AND MY HAIR!"

Lorelai coos as she smiles, "He has the same hair color of your mom and dad. And Liz. He's perfect Luke. Just perfect. He has our eyes though."

Luke looks at the most joyous thing to happen to them since Lorelais coma, and softly kisses his forehead, "My wife. Look how far we've come."

Three Weeks Later-

Rory wakes up in a blind panic as she feels her water break, so she shakes Marty awake, "Marty! Damnit! Come on! Wake up!"

Marty sits up and looks at his fiancé, "Rory, what the… Oh my god! It's time!"

Marty opens the bedroom door and heads to the foot of the stairs and yells for Luke, "LUKE ITS TIME!"

Suddenly, a tiny cry comes from the bedroom, and Marty hears Lorelai say, "Damnit! I just really got him to bed!"

Luke comes to the top of the stairs, barely awake, backwards baseball cap not backwards, "Hey Marty. We'll be down soon. You woke Nate."

Marty starts screaming loudly to get his future father-in-law to understand, "CODE PINK! I REPEAT CODE PINK!"

Luke's eyes shoot up from Nate who is in Lorelais arms, "AH FUCK!"

As Luke makes his way to the bottom of staircase, he trips and rolls down, "AH SHIT! Man that hurt!"

Lorelai hears the thud, comes running to the top of the stairs with Nate in her arms and says sleepily , "Who's hurt?!"

Luke picks himself up off the ground and looks at his wife and son, "Me. But I'll be okay."

Luke hears Rorys cries and runs to her bedroom to find her curled into a ball, "Oh Pumpkin. Daddies gonna take you to the car, okay?"

As her father picks her up and starts walking to her car, Rorys eyes grow concerned, "What about mama? Is she okay?"

Luke nods as Marty opens the passenger side door and lays her down in the seat, "Your mother is just fine."

Rory holds her stomach as Marty and Luke talk about everything that is going to happen, then Marty gets into their car and drives to the hospital.

Lorelai comes out of the house carrying a sleepy Nate, along with her purse and his diaper bag, "I remember the day I gave birth to her so easily. I know exactly how she feels."

Luke looks down at his feet then back to his wife, who starts caressing his cheek, "Lorelai, I'm sorry. I should have fought instead of giving into your moms wishes."

Lorelai says in sweet whisper as she pleads with him, "Don't keep beating yourself up sweetheart. I should be the one to blame. Luke, I should have told you about Rory. But I was trying to make sure you had a future. I didn't want a baby and I to take you away from everything you worked for."

Luke pulls her into his arms and looks down at their sleeping son, "I would have chose you over anything. I wanted you more than a stupid scholarship."

Lorelais blue eyes are full of tears, "Ed told me that you were a wreck. You barely slept at all. He was surprised that you graduated college and passed your bar exam."

Luke sets the sleeping baby in his car seat in Lorelais truck, then turns back to his wife, whose expression is full of pain and regret, "Sookie told me that you stopped speaking to everyone. You became isolated. You'd go back the the shed every night and sit with Rory before the nightly panic attacks set in, and Mia would have to come and take Rory home with her almost every night. You'd go to Yale then come home feeling so alone. Sookie said she'd have to take your phone privileges away, because you kept trying to call me."

They both get in the truck, Luke in the drivers seat, and Lorelai in the passenger seat; and as Luke drives away from the house, Lorelai grips his hand, "She looked just like you. This beautiful little brunette baby girl, sweet baby blue eyes, tiny soft curls. The moment she looked up at me, I saw you. All the dreams we had."

Luke lifts her hand to his lips and kisses her palm softly, "Lorelai. She was our dream. At least part of it."

Lorelai watches his eyes search the road in front of him, and sees the one hand on the wheel tighten, "Luke."

Luke shakes his head, "She was the best thing to even happen to us. Even though, I missed four years of her life because of Emily. We hadn't talked about kids that much at the time because, well, we were still kids. Do you remember the conversation we had about the future Danes children?"

Lorelai giggles, "Of course. It was short, sweet and to the point."

Luke laughs as he remembers the moment, " I was so nervous. 'Lorelai, someday, do you wanna have a fresh kid?'"

Lorelais eyes shine as she laughs, " 'Lucas, what the hell is a fresh kid?'"

Luke chuckles, " 'A kid with me. When we're old enough to grace the world with our offspring. A lot of smart asses to piss Taylor off.'"

Lorelai smiles as she remembers Luke's rants about how bad Taylor pissed him off, and how bad he wanted a kid to piss off Taylor, " 'Luke, I'd love to have a kid with you someday. Keep up the tradition of pissing off Taylor.'"

Luke smiles back her, "'Good.'"

Lorelai pats his shoulder, "I think we deserve a medal. I mean, five kids… but not one has pissed off Taylor yet. I think it'll be Nate."

Luke chuckles, "Yeah?"

Lorelai giggles, "He's his fathers son. He spit up on Aprils senior paper this morning."

Luke chokes back a laugh, "I saw the backend of that argmument. She'll be fine. Shes a Danes."

Lorelai yawns quietly, "I'm sleepy."

Luke goes quiet again but thinks back to his wife giving birth to Rory alone, "Lorelai, how did you feel when you found out that you were pregnant with Rory?"

Lorelai slightly opens her eyes and sighs, "I felt alone. I was scared. I didn't want to raise her without you."

Luke shakes his head as he remembers the last night he had saw her, the night Rory was conceived.

Lorelai was so vulnerable, so weak. She hadn't eaten, barely moved, nothing.

Lorelai notices the look on his face and knows what he's thinking, "Oh Luke. I needed and wanted you so bad. That night I saw you for the first time in almost a year, I felt normal. Like you hadn't left. When you first touched me in a intimate way, I felt like I never wanted anything else in the whole world. I wanted to lay like that forever. But then, you had to go home. You had to leave. Then, on my birthday, I had found out about Rory. I was in shock."

Luke feels tears roll down his scruffy cheeks, "I shouldn't have left. I should have let you go with me. You begged me to let you come move to Stars Hollow. I wouldn't let you."

Lorelai looks back at her baby boy, and notices him smiling a toothless smile at her, then turns back to a sobbing Luke, "Luke, honey, pull over."

Luke shakes his head, tears falling, "No. Rory is having our granddaughter. We have to be there."

Lorelai shakes her head, "You can't drive like that. Pull over.

Luke resists, but knows she's right, so he pulls over into the parking lot of a gas station.

Lorelai unbuckles her seat belt and crawls over into his lap and raps her arms around him, "Oh baby. Don't cry. It's okay."

Luke buries his head in the crook of her neck and let's the tears fall, "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."

Lorelai holds her husband close as all of his walls come crumbling down.

Ever since they got together thirty-nine years ago, Lorelai has always been the only one that Luke can fall apart in front of.

He is still strong in her eyes, no matter what.

Lorelai turns around and sees Nate's bright blue eyes, looking up at them from behind his Yankees blanket, that was once his fathers, "Luke, look at your baby boy."

Luke looks up at his son and grins, as Lorelai wipes the tears off of his cheeks, "He looks just like my mom and dad. Such a looker."

Lorelai giggles, "Hon, he'll be a chick magnet. We'll have to lock him and Junior away in their rooms."

Luke chuckles, "Those girls better run. Mamas crazy."

Lorelai playfully punches her husbands arm, "Oh hush you. Nate, don't listen to daddy. He's insane."

Nate sticks his hand out to Luke with another toothless smile, "Daddies little man. You'll make a fine man someday kid. Ivy League educated too."

Lorelai holds back a snicker, "I think April and Joseph are getting serious. I think it's time to get out your gun."

Luke gives her dirty look, "Lorelai, don't press papa bears buttons. I will get a bigger gun. How is April by the way? How's her filming going? When are we supposed to go visit her on the show?"

Lorelai laughs, "Soon. Real soon. She's so excited to see us and let us see her perform live."

Luke turns on the truck and starts driving again, as Lorelai gets back into her seat and buckles.

After another ten minutes, Luke pulls up to the hospital, "Holy crap. That felt like the longest drive here that we've made in the past twenty-three years."

Hartford Memorial-

Lorelai, and Luke with Nate in his arms, walk to the reception desk, "Hi. I'm Lorelai Danes, and that's Luke Danes. We are Lorelai Leigh Danes' parents. How is she? Where is she at?"

Suddenly a loud cry is heard from the delivery room, "GET THIS KID OUT NOW!"

Luke shakes his head and laughs, "Found her. She sounds just like you when you are giving birth."

Lorelai looks at her husband and glares at him, "It runs in the family."

3 Hours Later-

Lorelai wakes up to find her husband pacing back and forth with their son in his arms.

Luke points at the lights and says in a baby voice, "Those are lights. They are really bright kid."

Lorelai stirs making Luke stop pacing, "Hey beautiful. How was that nap?"

Lorelai rubs her eyes and smiles, "It wasn't too bad."

A few minutes later, the nurse comes running over, "Mia has arrived! Come on to Rorys room!"

Lorelai takes Luke by the arm, and drags him to Rorys room.

When they walk in, they see their daughter holding a tiny bundle with a set of baby blue eyes peeking out over the tiny pink blanket she's rapped up in.

Rory looks up at her mom and dad, "Hi guys. This is Amelia Tiffany Genevieve Crocker. Isn't she beautiful?"

Lorelais eyes are filled with happy tears, "Kid, she looks just like you when you were born. Seeing her gives your dad a chance to see what he missed out on when you were born."

Luke looks at his newborn granddaughter, "Can I hold her kid?"

Rory hands her to him right away, "You don't have to ask dad."

Luke holds his granddaughter in his arms, and silently cries tears of joy, "Hi Mia. It's papaw. I'm so glad you're here with us, finally."

Mia giggles and coos at Luke, making him smile wide, "You are such a gorgeous baby."

Lorelai comes over and raps her hand around Mias tiny one, "Hi baby girl. I'm your mamaw. You are just so beautiful."

Luke watches his wife and granddaughter interact, which makes him think about what could've happened the day Rory was born.

Rory notices her dad's look and she reaches a hand out to him, "Daddy, it's okay. You at least get to be here for Mia."

Lorelai looks over at Nate, wide awake, and draped over her arm, then smiles sweetly at Mia, "Mia, this is your Uncle Nate. You may be about three weeks apart, but he will always look out for you."

Nate smiles his toothless grin at Mia, and Mia does the same to him.

Marty comes into the room with a smile, "Rory, you'll be able to leave tomorrow morning."

Rory grins, "So does that mean I can go to Luke's for breakfast?"

Luke chuckles, "I'll have the chocolate chip pancakes ready, with a big glass of wine sitting right next to it."

A few weeks later- Crap Shack-

Nate starts crying loudly making Lorelai poke at Luke, "Luke, it's your turn to check on Nate."

Luke rolls over to face her, "No it's not. It's been yours for the last five hours."

Lorelai rolls her eyes, "When I'm all healed up, you and Bert are not getting sex. Unless you wanna be a loser who doesn't get laid, you better take care of our boy. He needs you."

Luke gets up slowly and walks down the hallway into Nate's room, and sees his son making mad faces, "Kid, you are gonna be the death of me."

Luke and Lorelais Bedroom-

Lorelai listens to her husband talk to her son, and smiles happily.

A few minutes later, the pitter patter of a tiny five year olds feet take over Lorelais hearing and she smiles wide at Mel, "Hi Melly. What's wrong sweet pea? Bad dream again?"

Lorelai felt the cold feet of her little girl against her skin. Turning over, she said, "Melly, honey? What's the matter?"

Her daughter's voice was quiet. Like always. Lorelai and Luke wondered if she was quiet because that was her nature, or if she was embarrassed about her lisp. Her little quiet girl. "I was thcared." Melly climbed into bed with her, laying her little head down on the pillow beside Lorelai's.

Brushing her fingers through Melly's brown hair, Lorelai sleepily said, 'Sweetie, why are you scared? Did you have a bad dream?"

Melly shook her head. "Will you wuv me when Nate ith here?"

"Oh, Melly." Lorelai pulled her close to her chest. "Of course I will. I will always love my little Melody." The thought that her little five year old daughter had about the new baby – it was normal. But Lorelai had to reassure her that there was no cause for worry. "Baby Nate loves you too."

Melly turned her face to her mother, her eyes squinted in confusion. "But he ith a baby. A baby can't wuv me."

Toughing her finger on the tip of Melly's nose, Lorelai smiled and said, "Oh really? How do you know that?" As her daughter tried to think, Lorelai snuggled her close, setting her head on her daughter's. "I am pretty sure that the first time I saw you, you were just a little kid. I had missed you so much, but you didn't really know me."

"I don't remember thith, Mommy." Melly's voice was getting tired.

Squeezing her daughter a little bit tighter at the memory, Lorelai said, "Well, you were just a few months old." Reminiscing, Lorelai continued, "I remember that the minute you saw me, you took your first steps to get to me. You fell into my arms and I realized that you, mommy's little angel, loved me in that little split second."

The little girl in her arms whispered, "And Baby Nate. He wuvs me wike dat?"

Holding her little girl close, Lorelai agreed, "He sure does, sweetheart." And then they both fell asleep. Mother and daughter together. Snuggled close.

Luke came in after he put the baby back to bed, and saw the sight. His beautiful wife curled up with their five-year-old daughter, fast asleep. Careful not to wake them, he climbed into bed, planted a soft kiss on Lorelai's cheek, and soon they were fast asleep together.

Marty and Rorys Room- Downstairs-

Mia starts getting even more irritated by the second and her cries keep getting louder, making Rory get out of bed.

Rory scoops her baby in her arms, and rocks her gently as she sings a lullaby that her mother used to sing to her as a baby.

Mias big blue eyes look up her mother, and she instantly stops crying.

Marty sits up and rubs his eyes, "That was quick. You must be a baby whisperer."

Rory chuckles as she rubs her daughters soft hair, "No. I'm a Danes."