A/N: I am trying to improve on my writing skills. I want to be the type of writer whose work can be read and visualized. Lets just call it a goal. So, thanks for reviewing because it helps me improve. Much love to you!

Disclaimer: Hi, my name is Kayla, and I stole this from ASP.

Ch.10: Reoccurring Dreams.

Month Three:

Luke was having a good dream. One of those mushy dreams that only men that are 'in touch with their feelings' have. You know, the ones in the movies. But he was having one just the same. It included Lorelai and a certain baby. Except that, in said dream, Lorelai wasn't pregnant. The baby was here. And it was beautiful. This dream had been reoccurring for the past few weeks. And would be the only dream he has until the birth of his child. He would never admit it, but it didn't bother him. He liked it. It made him smile.

He is smiling! Lorelai was lying on her side, facing her husband. She had been laying there for fifteen minutes or so, the whole time thinking about nothing in particular. Her thoughts had ranged from what she was going to do tomorrow to wondering how many licks it actually took to get to the center of a tootsie-pop. She was about to get up when she had notice Luke smiling. Wonder what he is thinking. She didn't know. It was hard to read a man like her husband. I mean, this is a man who wears basically the same out fit everyday, you would think it was easy to tell what he was thinking. That was one of the reasons she was attracted to him, though. He had the whole mysterious hunk thing going on. His continuing smile made her smile as well. Her eyes started to get heavy and the last thing she thought of was to remember to buy some tootsie-pops.

"Get up, sleepy head." Luke nudged Lorelai gently, trying not to get her upset. Not an easy thing to do when it comes to getting out of bed.

"No, must sleep. Sleep is good." Lorelai turned around so that her face was in the pillow.

"I know sleep is good. That is why I tend to do it every night, but you can't sleep all day. We have to go to work. That is how we get money, and pay the bills…" he realized this was not a big motivation, and although he hated putting ideas into her head, he was forced to take extreme measure. "And of course, how we pay for shoes."

Lorelai opened her eyes and looked at her smiling husband. "Wow, you pulled that out quick this morning."

"Dirty.'

"Oh, shush!" She threw the pillow that had been under her head at him.

He laughed and walked toward the door. "If you aren't down stairs in ten minutes, I may be forced to come back up here and drag you out of bed."

Lorelai just grunted, and laid her head back down. Luke stopped at the door, and thought for a minute. "Actually, that doesn't sound to bad. You know what, stay in bed. I'll be back."

"Now who is being dirty?"

"Yes, I couldn't help it. Now come on." He left the room and she heard him descend the stairs.

Five minutes later Lorelai plopped down at the kitchen table for her morning breakfast of cereal, because it was the only thing that didn't make her want to puke at the site of it, and her grape juice. After breakfast, Lorelai decided to ask Luke exactly what he had been smiling about last night. "So, how did you sleep?"

He looked up from the paper. "Okay."

"Yah? Have any good dreams?"

He frowned in confusion. "Nothing special."

She pushed her cereal out of the way, not even that seemed appetizing any more. "Well, I had a bit of trouble sleeping last night."

"Really? Why? You okay?" He was concerned.

She waved the concern away. "Yah, that isn't why I am telling you this, so, anyway, I was lying there looking at you, trying to figure out how many licks it takes to get to the center of a tootsie-pop. That reminds me, we need to buy some of those. I have only counted once before, I got 600 licks. But I bit it…"

"Lorelai, the point?"

"Alright, alright. So, you were grinning. I wanted to know why. You don't grin very often, you know. It must have been a good dream. The only dreams that I could think of that could make a person grin like that involves a naked Nicole Kiddman. In my case, it would be Ewan McGregor. Hmmm, Ewan McGregor." Her eyes glazed over in a daydream.

"Lorelai." Luke snapped in front of her face. "Hello."

She shook her head, and blinked. "Sorry, I am back."

He folded up his paper and picked up her bowl of cereal. "Do you want any more of this?"

"Changing the subject?"

Luke shook his head. "No."

"Yes."

Luke sighed and sat down next to her. "I was dreaming of you, if you must know."

Lorelai raised her eyebrow. And Luke shifted uncomfortably. "A dream about me? And you are nervous. This was a good dream?"

Luke rolled his eyes. "Yes, but not in THAT way! I was just dreaming of us, in the future. You know, parents. I got to stop thinking about it though, because you have only been pregnant for three months. So, there you go," he stood. "Good prying. You got that out of me in only five minutes. Two if you don't count the rant."

She chuckled, and got up. She put her arms around his neck and his hands fell around her waist loosely. She kissed him, deeply. Making him tighten his grip. But as soon as it was getting good, he parted with her. "Alright, don't start something you can't finish. Come on, work."

Lorelai pouted. "I don't want to go to work. I want to stay home."

Luke patted her stomach. "Well, six more months and you'll be on maternity leave. Till then, you'll probably need to go."

She sighed and followed him to the door. He put her coat on for her, then opened the door. She kissed him good-bye, and went to work, not wanting to.

Around 9, when she had time to wake up. It took longer, since the lack of coffee. She headed into the kitchen. "Morning Sookie."

Sookie looked up from her work of chopping some sort of delicacy and smiled. "Morning."

She came over and patted Lorelai's stomach. "And good morning to you."

"Sookie, there are people here."

Sookie stood up. "You know, it is good for the baby if you talk to him or her."

Lorelai nodded. "Yes, I have heard that. I have also heard that if you sneeze with your eyes open you could die. There are many unknown facts in our life."

Sookie sighed. "Alright, how are you?"

"I am good, I had a nice morning."

"What was so nice about it?"

"You know, the usual 'Luke and Lorelai banter'."

"Ahh, yes. That is always entertaining."

"Yah, but I also found out that he dreams of the future."

Sookie looked up. "Really? I never pictured Luke dreaming of his future. Always thought that he was the type of guy who dreamed about Nicole Kiddman naked."

"That is what I thought too. But, I am not surprised. He seems all mysterious and closed off, which is VERY sexy, but ever since I told him that I was pregnant he seems to be opening up more. I kind of like it.'

Sookie nodded. "Well, pregnancy tends to do that to men. You should have seen Jackson when I was pregnant. We watched You've Got Mailed and he cried. Very emotional."

"Jackson cried? Oh, I may have to call that to his attention next time he tries to be all manly."

Sookie laughed and handed the chopped up delicacies to the nearest help. "Be sure to stir that in, in five minutes. Five. Set your watch."

Lorelai headed to the door. "Alright, going to the dinner. See you in an hour."

"Bye, sweetie."

Luke had been slow today, and Lorelai was one of only three other people that were in there. One of them being Kirk, of course. She had strong craving for chocolate, so she bugged Luke into giving her a piece of cake. She played with it, only taking two bites. "Lorelai, you took all that time to get the thing. Are you going to eat it?"

She looked up, seeming to be startled. "What? Oh, yah. It's good."

"What's up?"

"Nothing, just thinking."

He frowned. She seemed upset. "Hey," he lifted her face. "What is wrong?"

She crinkled her face. "It just seems that my pregnancy is exciting you more than me. What does that mean? Do you love the baby more?"

Luke chuckled. "No, crazy lady. You forget that this is my first kid. You have already done this once before. It is more like you are a pro, and I am a rookie."

"Are you using baseball terms? Because that isn't really wise."

"Well, you know what I mean."

"Yah, you're right." She leaned over and gave him a kiss.

That night, Lorelai had a dream about a certain baby.