A/N: Today, I was so tired that I almost didn't write this. Luckily for you, I willed myself to the computer and did it anyway. I endure pain for your entertainment, and here is the result. Another wonderful chapter in the life of this wonderful couple. Read on, my friend.

Disclaimer: Is it just me or is Luke cute? Anyway, I don't own it, I write it.

Ch.12: A Purple Dinosaur, And A Decision

Month eight:

Lorelai sat in the waiting room of the hospital, Luke on one side of her, and on the other a man that she would describe to her daughter later as a "creepy to a whole new level." She sat close to Luke, for obvious reasons, and watched the TV that was mounted on the wall. It was Barney, and she found herself knowing the songs. God, I haven't watched this since Rory was 4. She rubbed her stomach. I guess I'll be seeing a lot of that unrealistic, purple dinosaur. She turned to Luke, and watched him stare blankly at the screen. She laced her fingers with his, and when he looked at her she winked. He smiled, and started rubbing the top of her hand with his thumb. She turned back to the screen in time to see Barney do a little gig for the happy little children. Okay, I can't watch this anymore. "Luke?"

His head jerked as if he was startled, then he turned to her. "Yah?"

"Why can't we know what the sex of the baby is, again?"

He sighed deeply, "Because I am old fashioned, and it is better to be surprised."

"But you know I am not good with surprises!" She pouted.

"You don't say."

"Please." She stuck out her lower lip.

"No." He looked back at the TV.

"But, don't you want to know if it is a boy or girl? A Kathy or Jake? Come on, you must be a little curious. I bet you wonder if it's going to be a girl you're going to have to keep boys from, or a boy to talk baseball with," Luke smiled. "Aha! I saw that mister!" She pointed at him.

He looked first at her face, then her outstretched finger. "Alright, I'm a little curious. But, I can wait. You're due in a month; I think I have the will power. You on the other hand… don't."

She folded her arms over her chest, and the man sitting necked to her chuckled. She looked at him. Then back at her husband. "I can take it. I have a stronger will than you think. It just so happened that I waited when I had Rory."

He cocked an eyebrow. "Really?"

"No."

"Uh-huh."

She opened her mouth then closed it again. She was losing her touch. Either that or Luke got extremely good at banter, extremely fast. After a little bit of consideration, she decided to press on. "So, what do you do while I am getting my check ups? I have always been curious."

"Nothing, I just sit here and watch the TV." He glanced at it. "Although, I might go in with you this time, because if I sit out here for much longer I'm going to have that damn song in my head for days."

She nodded. "Okay, you can come in with me. But, that spoils my master plan of asking the doctor the sex of the baby."

"Well, it all works out then, doesn't it?"

"Uh-huh."

Lorelai fell silent, again. Her brain ran a mile a minute, but she couldn't think of something to talk about while waiting for the doctor. Just before she opened her mouth to state how boring this is a woman and her little boy came in. The boy looked about two, and came in sneezing like there was no tomorrow. The mother, who looked (to Lorelai's astonishment) Rory's age, picked him up and sat him on a chair. Then she took the seat next to him. He sneezed again, then jumped off the chair and waddled to the tissue. He reached for it, and fell short about 2 feet. He wiggled on his tiptoes and still, no luck. He turned around and pointed up. "Mommy, reach."

Lorelai smiled, and a wave of anticipation swept over her. She found herself yearning to be called mommy again. She looked at Luke, and saw he was looking at the kid too. And he was smiling wider than she was. She nudged him. He looked at her and smirked. Then looked back. "Man," he said. "I really want one."

"What, a kid? Cause if you haven't noticed I am the size of a house. Or did you think I just gained a bunch of wait cause it was sexy?"

He looked back at her. "Not a kid, a boy. It sounds completely stereotypical and I would love a girl just as much. But, if our first kid is a boy, I would like that."

"So, you want to find out?"

He shifted, and thought about it. If he found out now, he would be satisfied but there would be no anticipation. He turned back to the little boy, who now had a tissue that could cover his entire face. The kid blew his nose and looked at what he had done. He smiled in triumph, as if his snot was something that doesn't come out very often. Luke looked back at Lorelai. "No, I don't think so. I was just saying. But, if it is a girl instead, I can focus my energy on keeping her in the house till she's thirty."

Lorelai laughed. And watched the kid waddle back to his chair, his feet swinging as he sat and waited. When he noticed Luke and Lorelai looking at him and smiling, he gave them a grin and waved. They both waved back, and laughed. "You are right. I think not knowing would be better." Lorelai said, turning to Luke.

"Softy."

Just then the door that connected the exam rooms to the waiting room swung open and a nurse who looked like she had been on shift to long called for a "Mrs. Lorelai Danes."

Lorelai stood, and Luke followed. He looked at the little boy one more time, and waved again. The little boy smiled, and waved back. His fingers spread out as if he was counting to five. Luke chuckled, and followed Lorelai. "I love you, you love me." He murmured. He stopped, and hung his head. "Crap."