*3 weeks later—both Rory and Jess have returned to work.

6pm Friday afternoon. Jess is in the office typing his latest article, while Rory is on her way home.

Jess looks at the clock, noticing the time he smiles and then heads to the kitchen.

It is now 6:15 and Jess is preparing dinner. The buzzer by the door sounds causing Jess to drop the pot that is on the counter. He swears out loud before heading to the door.

"Hello?"

"Hey, babe."

"Rory?"

"Can you come down, I need some help getting something out of the car."

"Be right down." Jess replies despite his confusion.

Walking down the steps he immediately spots Rory who is pointing to the back seat. Jess peers in a large stack of books on the seat. "What is this stuff?"

"Baby books." Rory replies flatly.

"You actually paid money for these…you know they're crap."

"I know that, but apparently every one of my female coworkers didn't. Each one had a different book to shove at me, they wouldn't take no for an answer can you believe that? They actually starting fighting with each other over which book was better. I thought they might start to riot, so I tried to leave but then Caroline refused to let me until she gave me this…" Rory trails off picking a large book off of the top."

"Having Children, The New Age Way?" Jess reads the title unsure of its significance. "What is this?"

"You know, New Age, the modern hippies." Rory says with delight.

"Ah…Caroline, she's the one that wears the--"

"Moo-moos. Right." Rory replies giddily.

"Tell me that's the worst of it."

Rory shakes her head playfully before walking up the steps. Looking over at Jess Rory say, "I guess this is what we're going to have to deal with from now on."

"I just don't get how everybody thinks their way is the right way." Jess says placing the books down as he enters the living room.

"It's a nice idea…but there are just some people who shouldn't be handing out advice—"

"Like the moo-moo lady."

"Right. No advice from crazy people." Rory replies.

"...Speaking of which…this came about an hour ago."

Rory spots the large box on the table and lunges towards it.

Jess smiles handing her a scissor before turning his attention back to his ravioli.

"Jess!" Rory exclaims.

"What— Jess cuts himself off as he sees Rory taking clothes out of the box.

"Oh my god, these were my baby clothes…Look care bear overalls!"

Jess picks a small pink dress off the table and laughs. "Why are you laughing?"

"It's pink."

"So?"

"I just have a hard time picturing you in pink." Jess replies smirking tossing the dress at Rory.

Rory ignores his comment and heads to the phone, "I'm going to call my mom and let her know we got this stuff"

"Ok." Jess says, putting the bread in the oven.

"Speaking of which, when are you going to call your mom?" Rory asks skeptically. Jess replies with a grunt. "It's not right not to at least tell her. What are you going to do when she "stops" by one day and there's a five year old kid sitting at the table?"

"Fine. I'll take care of it, just call your mother and make it quick dinner's in 10."

"Mmm, smells good." Rory says dialing the phone.

*On the phone.

"This is so great, there's so much stuff here…of course if it's a boy it'll be totally useless."

"Well then, we'll just have to go shopping then."

"Yea."

"Where are you? It's so quiet I can't even hear the keyboard being slammed."

"Oh Jess is actually in the kitchen, making dinner."

"Wow. What are you having?"

"I'm not sure."

"Go ask!"

"Nah, I think I pissed him off actually."

"Oo, what did you do?"

"Mentioned his mother."

"Why?"

"Because he hasn't talked to her since before we got married, let alone tell her about her pending grandparentship. I can't blame him, I mean she does hate me after all."

"Hate Rory Gilmore? Impossible." Lorelei quips.

"I just think she should know."

"Get Jess."

"Why?"

"Put him on"

Rory walks into the kitchen, "I think you're in trouble." Rory says handing him the phone.

"Yello."

"I have a great way to tell your mom!" Lorelei exclaims

Jess groans out loud, "I can take care of it my—

"It's really good."

"What?"

"You know those newsletter things people send out at Christmas?"

"You mean normal people, yes?"

"Write one of those."

"It's a month after Christmas, besides I'd just be wasting time on someone who doesn't deserve—

"…Oh and attach a photo of you standing next to Rory…in a tight shirt."

Jess scoffs in delight, "That's brilliant."

*5 minutes later

Rory is draining the pot of raviolis as Jess enters the kitchen.

"Put that down."

"Why?"

"We're going to take a picture."