She wouldn't stop crying, all night she cried. Luke had tried everything he could think of to get her to sleep. He'd feed her, changed her, and rocked her back and forth. It was now 4.30 in the morning and Luke was exhausted and Rosey was still awake.

"Rosey please just go to sleep" Luke pleaded with his daughter, she didn't listen and just continued to cry.

A sleepy Rory appeared at the door of the nursery, she crossed the room and picked a crying Rosey up from her crib, still not saying a word she took the baby and went back to her room. Luke sat on the chair in the nursery slightly confused, and then he noticed, it was quite, the house was quiet, she had stoped crying. He leaned back in his chair, exhaustion over coming him. Could he do this? Could he raise a baby? I mean he couldn't get her to stop crying, and Rory could.

Next to him on the side table was a picture of him, Rory and Lorelai, it had been taken last Christmas. They looked so happy, they were so happy. He had been avoiding his emotions, his feeling, his grief, and he knew it. It had been focusing on Rosey, blocking out all the hurt, all the pain, he didn't want to feel it. He stood up slowly and walked to Rory's room, he peeked inside. There were the two girls asleep, Rory cuddling Rosey next to her. He closed the door quietly, and left the house. He walked through the deserted town, back to his familiar Diner.

He had hardly been there since the accident. Even before that he had hardly spent many nights there. Lorelai usually persuaded him to stay with her, not that he had minded at all. He unlocked the door to the diner and walked in. The familiar scent of coffee and burgers filled his lunges and he thought of her. How for years and years he had seen her walk into the diner and he had wanted her so much. And then we they were finally together he still couldn't believe he had got a girl so amazing as Lorelai.

Tears started in his eyes, he wiped them away angrily, he didn't want to break down, to feel weak, or scared or alone. But he couldn't hold back, not anymore. He walked behind the counter of the diner, to the place where his dad had once taken an order and written at the bottom of the counter. Yet another person he had loved and lost. Was he cursed, did everyone who got close to him die. He sunk down to the ground and cried, letting it all out, all the pain, all the hurt, the tears falling from his eyes. He huddled against the counter, in his Diner, his closest connection to his dad. And he cried and cried. Missing her more and more with every tear that fell. Oh why did you have to leave me, why?

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Luke arrived home early that morning, the girls were still asleep, and he was about to head up stairs to bed when he heard a knock at the door. He reluctantly went to answer the door.

"Can I help you?" he asked the man on the other side of the door.

"Ah yes, Luke Danes?"

"Yeah that me"

"Great, we just need your signature here and then we can bring the stuff in" the guy said, passing a clipboard to Luke.

"What? I didn't order anything" Luke said confused.

"Ah" the guy looked at his list. "The order was placed by an Emily Gilmore"

"Oh no"

He saw three men unloading baby furniture from a huge truck in the driveway.

"Um we don't need this thanks" said Luke passing the clipboard back to the guy.

"What? But it's been payed for"

"It doesn't matter, we don't want it" he said and with that he closed the door. He walked quickly into the kitchen, grabbed his keys and left.

Half an hour later he arrived outside the Gilmore 'mansion'. It was only 6.30 in the morning but he had to do this. He rang the doorbell and waited impatiently for the door to be answered. A maid answered the door.

"Can I help you?" she asked politely. He pushed past her, looking around for any signs of the older Gilmore's.

"I need to see Emily"

The maid started to answer but was cut of by the woman herself.

"Who is calling so early" she asked, walking down the stairs.

She stoped short when she saw an angry Luke in the entranceway.

"Oh why Luke, its so good to see you" she said putting on her fake smile and walking towards him.

"We don't need it, we don't need any of it!" he shouted, his arms flailing around. Emily looked slightly confused.

"We don't need anything from you. I can take care of those girls fine by myself" Emily realised Luke was talking about the baby furniture she had ordered for them.

"Luke I just thought…" but she was cut off as Luke continued to rant.

" I know that I wasn't the guy you wanted Lorelai to be with, but I was, I am…and… we were going to be happy together, with our baby girl…" he'd slowed down, remembering all the plans they'd made together for their new little family.

"And…. she's gone now…." He said realisation flooding him, what was he doing here?

"I'm sorry" he said, and with that he walked out and left. Emily stood in the hall in slight shock.

He drove straight back to Stars Hollow, his mind feeling numb and confessed. He entered the house. Rory was in the kitchen, holding Rosey. Luke walked straight to them and enveloped them in a big hug, Rory was slightly surprised at first, but soon hugged him back. He held his girls tight, thinking that maybe if…. maybe if he just held onto them enough he wouldn't feel alone anymore, that if he could just focus on them all the pain would go away. And they stayed there in that hug, until Rosey started to win from hunger.

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It had been a month since Lorelai had died, the summer turning into autumn meant the start of back to school for Rory. She still felt reluctant in even wanting to go back. She had hardly talked to anyone since her mother had died. Lane had tried to cheer her up, talking about music and movies and boys, but Rory hadn't been interested. It was her final year at Chilton and she knew she would have to work hard if she wanted to get into Harvard, but Harvard didn't seem as important anymore, not without her mum there anyway. Her new school books lay scattered on her bed, the crisp pages of the books untouched ready to impact knowledge her. She looked at her pin board, it was covered in Harvard posters, stickers even a hat was up there from when her and Lorelai had gone on a road trip and actually gone to Harvard. She stood there looking at her dream, the dream she had had for so long. I probably wont even get in, I'm not smart enough, she realised those were just excuses for what she was really feeling I don't think I cant do it without her.

Luke stood in Rory's doorway watching her looking at her Harvard shine, her dream. He knew she was doubting herself, doubting weather she could do it without her mum. He knew because everyday he had been doubting himself, doubting weather he could raise these girls without Lorelai.

"You can do it, if you really want to" Rory turned around to see Luke standing in her doorway. Her eyes looked down at the ground.

"I don't know" she said quietly.

"Your mum wouldn't have wanted you to give up on your dream. Just because she isn't here doesn't mean you cant do it"

" I don't know if I can do it without her" she said sadly, looking up at Luke.

Luke crossed the room to her and put his arm around her shoulder.

"We can do this. You and me, were going to get you into Harvard ok?" he said looking down at Rory. She smiled a little.

"Thanks Luke, thanks for everything" she said and hugged him back. Maybe she could do this, maybe just…maybe.