A/N: Sorry it took me so long; I have had a tiring few days. I got really sick. I am talking "can't get out of bed" sick. Anyway, I left you all hanging on a thread (tehehe) and now I am here to finish it. That is right, ladies and gentlemen, this is the last chapter. So, read it, put it on your favorites and enjoy it forever. Just kidding (unless you want to do that). Just review for me, and I'll love you forever.
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Thank You: To all of you who have read this, and given me opinions (bad ones are just as welcome). I appreciate your patience with the story and the continuing support. God bless, and hopefully you all will be the ones reading my next fic.
Ch.14: A Series Of Blurs
What happened between leaving the dinner and arriving at the hospital is a bit of a blur to Luke. A series of blurs, including Lorelai doing her lamas breathing, going to the house, calling Rory, and driving. No distinct memory of any of that, just colors and recognition of settings. When they arrived at the hospital, reality started setting in. He had his senses back, his thoughts, and emotions. Right now his wife is in labor with their first kid, and a wave of nausea hit him when he entered the hospital, pushing Lorelai in on a wheel chair someone had given them in the parking lot. Some people call that sympathy pains, but he called it nerves.
Lorelai wasn't paying any attention to this, for obvious reasons. She focused on her feet, breathing in deeply and letting out shallow breaths. She hadn't really looked at Luke since the dinner, because of the labor and all. When they got to the front desk, Lorelai looked up at the clerk eagerly. "Hi, excuse me miss?"
The woman behind the desk put down her People magazine, and looked at Luke and Lorelai. She popped her bubble gum, and sighed. She didn't look older than Rory. "How may I help you?"
Lorelai looked at her, and pointed at her stomach. "I'm having a baby. You know, another person is coming out of me."
Luke flushed a little. "You'll have to excuse her. She is a little irritable, cause of the whole birth thing."
The clerk made an irritated face. "Yes, I can see that." She turned around, and when she turned back she held a clipboard. "I'll need some information. While you fill this out, I will set up a room. It should be five minutes."
Luke grabbed the clipboard and a near by pen. He pushed Lorelai over to where he was going to sit, and plopped down. "Hate paper work." He said, not really knowing what else to say.
Lorelai shifted in the wheelchair and crunched up her face. "Yah, almost as painful as these contractions."
Luke smiled apologetically, and filled out the papers as fast as he could. When he got up, Lorelai was biting her lip to keep from screaming. He practically fell over his feet in a sprint to the desk. The clerk showed them to their room and Luke helped Lorelai to her feet. "Alright sweetie, just need to get to the bed."
"Easier said then done. I haven't seen my feet in four months, surprising because they are so swollen. I don't know if I can walk any more."
Luke smiled understandingly and sighed. Then he brightened up a little and turned to his very pregnant wife. "The faster you get into bed, the faster you get an epidural."
Lorelai shot to her feet, and was in bed before Luke was able to help her. He smiled and pulled the covers over her. She has already put on the gown and was fidgeting to keep it covering her. He kissed her forehead and looked down at her. "Want anything? Ice chips?"
Lorelai pondered for a little, then looked up. "Epidural!"
Just then the doctor came in carrying a clipboard. She looked up from it and smiled. "Hello, I'm Doctor Greene."
Lorelai's face lightened. "You know, if you were a man, and Anthony Edwards I would so make a comment."
Greene chuckled. "Yes, I get that a lot. At least you didn't say any relation to or I might have left."
Lorelai shrugged. "I'm classy."
Greene smiled at Luke who had been standing at the head of the bed. "Hello, are you the husband?"
Luke smiled. "One and only"
"He thinks." Lorelai replied before wincing in pain.
Greene noticed this and sat on a stool at the foot of the bed. After a few minutes of the exam she looked up and smiled empathetically. "Only dilated 2 inches. So we have a little."
Lorelai grunted. "Well, can my daughter come in then?"
Greene smiled. "Yes, that would be fine. How old is she?"
"Twenty three."
Greene looked a little taken aback, and Lorelai smiled. "Long story, don't know if you'd want to hear it."
She nodded and cleared her throat. "Well, I'll be back to check on you in a little."
When she left, Rory came in. Her eyes were wide, but her smile was huge. She looked from Luke to her mom. "So, how have you been? Any thing new happen to you today?"
Lorelai shook her head. "Nope, the usual. Woke up, ate, went into labor, that kind of thing."
She moved the stool the doctor had been using to sit next to Luke, who was sitting on the only chair in the room. "Wow, busy day. I can't believe you're having your baby."
She looked at Luke and smiled. "You're going to be a dad. Good thing you had me to practice on."
He smiled at her compliment. Lorelai smiled too, "Yah, he knows he's going to be a good dad."
Luke shifted, "Okay, you're the one having the baby. Don't want to steal your thunder or whatever women say."
Lorelai chuckled. "Steal my thunder? Sweetie, you've been watching to much Friends."
Rory suddenly sat up strait. "Grandma."
Lorelai put the heal of her palm on her forehead, "We forgot to call her. Great, now she is going to read to much into this."
Rory stood up, " I'll go call her."
Twenty very slow minutes later, Emily Gilmore burst into the hospital, followed closely by Richard. She headed for the desk and stood impatiently in the line that had formed. When she reached the front, she looked flustered. "Hello, our daughter is having a baby and we would like to see her. Her name is Lorelai Danes, can I have the room number?"
The clerk, chirpy bimbo is the name Lorelai gave her, looked up and sighed. "I'll have to check to see what room it is."
"Will that take long?"
"Five minutes."
"Can you hurry?"
Just then she heard her name. Not actually her name, but close to it. "Grandma!"
Emily turned and saw her granddaughter running down the hall. She smiled in relief, mostly because she won't have to deal with these highly exasperating hospital staff members. Rory stopped in front of them and gave them a hug, Emily first then Richard. She takes a few breaths to calm down from jogging, and then instructs them that mom is in room 405, just down the hall to the left. Emily nods, "Where are you going?"
"I need coffee, Luke needs tea, and mom needs ice chips."
Emily smiled at the thoughtfulness of this young woman. She thanks Rory and heads off to the room, Richard by her side. When she entered the first thing she saw was Lorelai in a hospital bed. She didn't like hospitals almost as much as Luke, maybe even more after her husband spent time in a bed. She smiled at her daughter wearily, and nodded a hello to Luke. "How are you?"
Lorelai shrugged. "Okay, not very comfortable."
Emily Gilmore swung into action. She was able to acquire better pillows and blankets in less than 20 minutes. And now Lorelai laid a little more at ease. For the first time in a long time she was glad to have her mother here. Her dad had pulled in a few more chairs, and was seated in one on the other side of the bed. He smiled at Lorelai. "I'm glad you called us."
Lorelai smiled back, and took his hand. An overwhelming love came over both of them "It would have been wrong not to."
They sat in their for an hour, then were forced to leave when the doctor came back in. Lorelai had grown increasingly uncomfortable in that hour, and was thankful to see someone who can provide relief, preferably the kind she was looking for. She looked at the doctor in anticipation, and when Doctor Greene was done with the exam, she smiled at her in hopes of good news. "Well, you're fully dilated."
Lorelai sighed, and felt Luke do the same. After 9 months of coffee-free days, aches, morning sickness, and anticipation, they were going to have a baby. Luke took Lorelai's hand and kissed her forehead. "Love you."
Rory sat with her grandparents in silence. It had been twenty minutes since they were told that Lorelai was ready to give birth. Emily and Richard sat, hands clasped together, and watched the clock. Rory felt them tense after every minute that passed, so she tried getting their minds off of it. "So, what do you think the sex is going to be?"
Emily blinked in the suddenness of the question, and Richard laughed. "Well, Rory," he answered, "I don't prefer a sex, as long as the baby is happy and healthy." He was silent for a few seconds, and then added. "And smart."
Emily smiled at her husband, then at Rory. She took a deep breath, and was surprised to feel tears on her cheeks. Rory was taken aback as well. "Grandma, you're crying."
"I suppose I am. I had regretted not being around when you were born and growing up. I guess the realization that I will be around to see this child grow up is setting in." She sniffled.
Rory smiled, then her eyes grew wide. Emily saw that she was looking past her and turned around. Standing there was a grinning Luke. He stood there for a few minutes, in a daze. He walked over to where they sat and sat down beside Rory. They looked at him in wonderment, because he wasn't saying anything. Just looking at the wall and grinning. Finally, Rory nudged him. "Well?"
He looked up, still grinning. "It's," he paused and looked at all of them. "It's a boy."
Rory clapped her hands together in excitement, and then wrapped her arms around Luke. He held her, and looked at Emily and Richard. Emily was crying even more, and Richards grin was almost as big as Luke's. Rory sat up. "When can we see them?"
"Now."
At that, they all got up and headed toward the room. When they entered, they saw Lorelai holding the new baby. She looked and felt exhausted, but she couldn't put him down. She looked up at her family and smiled. Luke came over and kissed her, then gently kissed the baby on the forehead. They were all admiring the baby in silence. Finally, Richard spoke. "What is his name?"
Lorelai looked at Luke, who nodded. "Jake. Jake Danes."
Rory smiled, and kissed the baby on the cheek. "Hi Jake, I'm your sister. Rory."
Richard smiled and looked at Lorelai. "Now you have one of each."
Lorelai nodded, then looked up at Luke. "We need to buy him some flannel and a baseball cap."
THE END!
