Disclaimer: Gilmore Girls is owned by Amy Sherman-Palladino, Warner Bros., and all those other rich, smart people.

A/N: Sorry for the large gap between the last update and this one; school has suddenly taken over my life, along with my job and my friends that insist on being at my house all the time. This update is kind of short, which makes me feel bad, and actually, I think there's only gonna be like, one chapter after this one, and then maybe an epilogue, if it seems like the story needs one.

Shout-out to the reviewers, because you guys have been so great and supportive, and you're all wicked awesome (yeah, I know, I use that phrase way to often. It's not my fault I'm from MA.).

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"Luke, I swear to God, if you ask me one more time if I need anything, I'm going to smother you in your sleep with a pillow."

Luke sighed and rolled his eyes as he turned away from Lorelai, who was sitting uncomfortably on the couch. She was three days overdue, and starting to get even more irritable.

"Alright, fine, I was just trying to help," he replied as he fiddled with a broken telephone, which had been knocked over by his wife's large stomach earlier.

Lorelai sighed loudly a few times, and Luke smiled triumphantly as he fixed the phone. He set it back in it's cradle, which he had moved closer to the middle of the end table, just to make sure it wasn't knocked over again.

As if wanting to prove that it was working just fine, the phone rang at that moment. Lorelai glanced at her husband.

"Well? Are you gonna get it?"

It's only rung once, he thought, but decided not to say anything as he reached for the portable and picked it up.

"Hello?" he asked.

"Luke?"

"Rory?"

"Yeah! It's me," the young Gilmore said happily into the phone.

Luke wondered what was going on. "Didn't you just call yesterday evening?" he questioned bluntly, knowing Rory always called at least twenty-four hours after her last phone call; it was some sort of wacky compulsive thing of hers. It had only been sixteen hours, if his math was correct. He knew that ever since she and Greg had moved to New York three weeks ago, she had been too busy to call every day anyways.

"Uh...yeah, but I just wanted to let you guys know that me and Greg are on our way over now. We're like, half an hour away."

Lorelai was becoming restless on the couch. "What's Rory saying?" she kept asking.

Luke held up his hand to shush her. "Alright, we'll see you soon, then."

"Bye Luke," Rory said before she disconnected.

Luke placed the phone back in it's cradle. Lorelai was looking at him expectantly. "What's up?"

"Rory and Greg are gonna be here in twenty minutes," he informed, wondering why they were coming on an early Sunday afternoon, since neither of them ever seemed to be able to get away from work these days.

"Really?" Lorelai smiled. "Wow, that's definitely upped my mood like, five points."

"And is this on a scale from one to ten?"

Luke shut up the moment Lorelai's smile turned into a death-glare.

"For your sake, you better hope I have this baby soon. I may not be able to restrain myself from hurting you," she said icily.

Taking this moment to exit the room, Luke left for the baby's room, making up some excuse about touching up paint.

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Twenty-five minutes later, Luke heard the door open and stepped out of the baby's room to see Rory and Greg entering. Lorelai, it seemed, had not moved from her position on the couch.

"Mom!" Rory said as she embraced her mother awkwardly.

Greg opted to give Lorelai a nod, and shook Luke's hand as he entered the living room. Rory hugged her step-father also, and then she sat down in one of the chairs.

"So, this is a surprise," Lorelai commented as she beamed at her daughter.

"Well, we wanted to tell you something," Rory said as she glanced at Greg quickly.

Luke's eyebrows rose. He suddenly knew exactly what was going on, but didn't say anything as he stood beside the side of the couch his wife was on.

"Oh? What is it?" Lorelai asked.

"Uh, actually..." Rory trailed off in suspense. "Greg proposed last night."

Greg shyly ducked his head from Luke's appraising gaze and Lorelai's shocked face.

"Did you accept?" she asked in almost awe.

Rory gave her mother a 'duh' look. "Would we be here telling you guys if I said no?"

Lorelai let out a shriek. "You're engaged!" she yelled a few times, until Rory collapsed beside her mother on the couch and they began giggling.

Luke glanced at them warily, and shook Greg's hand. "Congrats," he said honestly.

"Thanks, for the permission and stuff," the young man said, and Luke noticed at that moment that his glasses were missing. Must've gotten contacts.

"You!" Lorelai pointed at Greg, and he almost took a step back. "You do know what you're marrying in to, don't you?" she asked seriously, but couldn't hide the smile.

Luke nudged him. "Don't listen to her. If I can take it, you can too."

Rory gave Luke a grin and a hug, before returning to her spot beside her fiancé. "I'm so glad you guys are happy," she said as she took Greg's hand.

"Yeah," Greg agreed. "We were gonna tell everyone together, but we decided in the end to tell you two first. We're gonna tell my parents tonight." Luke knew Greg's situation was tough; his parents had gone through a bad divorce a few years ago, and his father had been re-married within a few months of the divorce being final.

Lorelai looked teary. "That was so sweet of you guys," she said. "Wow, I can't believe this! I mean, we have to start planning! How did it happen? When? Where did-"

She stopped in the middle of her sentence, and Luke panicked immediately when he noticed the wetness forming on the couch.

Rory and Greg had both snapped out of their euphoria also. "Did your water just break?" Rory asked nervously.

"Uh, yeah," Lorelai said.

Luke's eyes were humongous by now. He felt so unprepared, and nervous, and scared, and thrilled, all at once. He had never felt this way before.

"We, uh, we gotta, uh..." he said dumbly as he began circling the room.

Lorelai was being extremely calm. "Go to the hospital?" she said, as if talking to a five-year-old.

"Yes! Hospital! Okay, uh, Rory, can you grab her bag? It's upstairs, by the stairs, and uh, we'll get going, and you guys can meet us there?" Luke said in a rush, helping his wife up.

"Yeah, sure, definitely!" Rory replied, also standing and seeming slightly dazed.

Luke led Lorelai to the door, and opened it for her, helping her walk along. She stopped him on the porch.

"What?" he asked nervously.

"Just, take a deep breath for a second," she said, "and enjoy this moment. We're having a baby."

At those words, Luke couldn't help but let the grin that he had been covering come out.

"Yeah, we are," he said and kissed her cheek, then helped her down the porch steps and into the car.

It was really happening.

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