Ring Ring Ring Ring

"Hello" Luke answered gruffly. It was 2 am and the constant ringing of the phone had woken him.

"Luke?" Rory sobbed down the phone.

"Rory? What's wrong?" he asked very concerned.

"Luke…she's….gone. There was a car accident and…" Rory sobbed helplessly down the phone. Luke was still was shock. Was Rory saying what he thought she was saying?

"Luke. Mum's dead" Rory said, crying harder than ever before.

Luke sunk down onto the edge of his bed, his legs refusing to hold him. He forced his brain to work, to say something, anything.

"Rory…Where are you?" he asked. It couldn't be true, it can't be true.

"I'm at the hospital, but Luke there's more…" she hesitated. "The baby survived Luke, the baby's alive"

Lorelai had been 8 ½ months pregnant, with Luke's baby of corse. But now she was gone, she was gone. And he was left here with a baby. A baby? He couldn't raise a baby all by himself.

"Luke? Luke, please say something," Rory pleaded.

"I'm coming," he said, slowly putting down the phone. Tears falling silently from his eyes. She was gone. He didn't want to believe it. He wanted this to all be some huge mistake, to know that in the morning she would come into the Diner and beg for coffee. He was shaking slightly as he cried, and cried. Part of him kept saying 'no, this cant be true, I don't believe it'. And the other part of him just wanted to curl up and cry everything anyway, because he hated the thought of his life without her.

But he couldn't do either. Rory needed him, that baby needed him, his baby. He slowly stood up, dressed and left.

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"Luke!" Rory cried as she saw him turn the corner. She ran to him, falling into his arms. Dissolving into tears. He held her tight, holding back the urge he felt to start crying again. After a little while he pulled her back to look at her. Her blue eyes stained red from crying.

"Rory, what happened" he asked softly

But before she could answer a doctor in a white coat appeared behind her.

"Sorry to interrupt. Are you the father?" he asked

"I'm not Rory's dad" he answered.

"No no, the baby's father"

"Oh yeah, that's me"

"Good, we need a name for her now if you don't mind"

"Oh god yeah" he tried to think.

"How about 'Lorelai'?" Rory suggested tentatively.

"Perfect" said Luke, giving her a small smile.

"Lorelai Rose Gilmore-Danes" he stated. The doctor nodded and turned and walked back to the desk.

"Rose?" Rory asked looking at Luke.

"It was my mothers name"

"That's sweet," said Rory smiling a little.

They stood in silence for a minute.

"She's beautiful," said Rory quietly, looking up at him.

Luke gave her a questioning look.

"Baby Lorelai. You wanna see her?"

Luke nodded and followed Rory down the hall. They stopped outside room '777'. Rory opened the door slowly. Inside the room was a bed and on the far side was a crib. The crossed the room to the crib. Luke looked down upon his daughter for the first time. Her eyes open wide, taking in the world. She had dark, brown hair and bright blue eyes, just like her mothers.

"She's beautiful," said Luke softly, in awe.

"You wanna hold her" Rory asked as she carefully lifted baby Lorelai out of the crib. She passed her to Luke being careful not to hurt her baby sister.

He looked at his daughter. So pure, so innocent, so perfect. He promised himself then he was never going to let anything hurt this baby girl. She was going to grow up safe and happy.

"So what should we call her' asked Luke, his gaze still fixed on his daughter.

"We already named her" said Rory confused by Luke's question.

"No, ah like a nick-name. Your Lorelai but your called Rory" he explained

"Oh" said Rory.

"How about Rosey?" she asked

"Roseys perfect" he said smiling at her.

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Luke sat down on the white hospital bed. Lorelai Rose was now asleep and Rory had gone to get coffee.

It hadn't truly hit him that Lorelai was gone. He kept thinking she was going to bound through that door any minute now.

How was he going to raise that tinny baby all by himself? Of corse he'd have Rory, but at the end of the day he was that kids father.

His life suddenly felt very empty without her. I suppose you could say he lost one Lorelai but gained another. But it wasn't the same.

Rory had explained to him what had happened. Lorelai had been on the way home from late night shopping in Hartford. When a cat had run onto the road, she had swerved to miss it and slammed straight into a tree on the side of the road.

He was brought out of his thoughts by a nurse at the door. She was holding 6 or more bags.

" Excuse me, these were found in your wife's car" she said putting the bags down on the bed. He had stoped trying to correct people, that him and Lorelai hadn't been married. He had in fact been planning on proposing next weekend.

He heard raised voice outside in the corridor that sounded strangely familiar.

Luke crossed the room and peaked his head out the door.

Emily and Richard Gilmore were standing at the desk down the hall. Emily practically yelling at the lady. Luke walked down towards them.

"Luke!" Emily cried when she saw him. He ran his fingers through his hair as they rushed towards him.

"Emily. Richard" he greeted them.

"Grandma. Grandpa!" Rory had appeared behind Luke and rushed forwards to greet them.

"Rory. Is your mother ok?" Emily asked concerned.

Rory stoped in her tracks. Not saying a word.

"Rory?" Richard asked.

Luke came up behind her, placing his hands on her shoulders.

"Emily. Richard. Lorelai didn't make it" those were all the words he could manage to get out.

That was enough for Emily. Stunned she collapsed back into a chair on the side of the corridor. Richard stood there shocked.

Crying started from room 777.

"Excuse me a sec," said Luke returning to his crying daughter.

Emily seemed to regain herself a little.

"Where is he going?" she asked.

Luke appeared back beside them with baby Lorelai wrapped up in his arms.

Emily looked at him, then the baby puzzled.

"I'd like you to meet your Granddaughter Lorelai Rose" Emily was in shock.

"But I thought…."

"The baby survived" Rory said quietly, her hand on her Grandmothers shoulder.

"She survived".

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After the shock of loosing their Daughter and gaining a Granddaughter, Emily and Richard tried to persuade Rory to come live with them.

"Grandma that's really nice but…" She thought she'd live with Luke and Rosey, but she hadn't really asked Luke yet and didn't know if that would be alright with him. Noticing this Luke stepped in.

"Rory's staying with me, I'm going to need help looking after Rosey anyway," he said.

"Oh ok" Emily seemed slightly deflated. She was trying to hold herself together as best she could.

"Well we will get going them," said Emily, her and Richard said their goodbyes and left.

Sitting in the car Emily's emotions finally over came her.

"Richard. She's gone, our daughters gone" She started to cry, and cry. Richard drove them home in silence, Emily sobbing next to him. She was gone.

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A couple of weeks ago renovations to the Gilmore house had finished. A nursery had been built off the kitchen. The walls painted light pink with, ironically, tiny pink roses as a frame around the room.

Because Rosey had been slightly premature she had, had to stay in the hospital for a few more days on observation. Luke had slowly been leaning how to look after a baby.

Rory stood in the doorway of her baby sister's room. Luke was still at the hospital with Rosey. The pink paint on the walls reminded Rory of when her and her mother had painted the room together. Laughing and throwing paint at each other. Tears filling in her eyes, she cried. She sunk down to the floor, leaning against the doorframe.

Mum how could you leave me here all alone? I don't know if I can do this without you. She cried heavily. I mean Harvard, it was always our dream. We were going to get there together. You and me always. She said looking up, trying to search for her mother, for a sign, anything. Her eyes traced the doorframe down to the ground. Something caught her eye. She bent down closer, written in tiny writing at the bottom of the frame was this.

Lorelai's room. Painted by her mummy Lorelai and her sister Lorelai. Gilmore Girls forever.

A smile creased her tear stained face. Oh mum.

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Note – I know baby's don't open their eyes straight away, but for the sake of the story lets forget that.