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She spent the night at Luke's again, but she didn't get much sleep. After talking with Rory, one thing was looming in the back of her mind

Her parents.

She knew she had to tell them. With Rory going back to Yale, Friday night dinners were back on. And Rory, as much as Lorelai loved her, wasn't the best secret-keeper. Something would be said, and they would be infuriated. She couldn't make the same mistake she did when she was engaged to Max… Well, she couldn't make any of the mistakes she made when she was engaged to Max. Mainly, calling off the wedding and not telling her parents.

But she didn't want to tell them. Inevitably, her mother would pull a Lorelai the First and tell her not to get married, that Luke isn't good enough, but Christopher is a fine choice.

And honestly? She didn't want to hear that.

So she lay on her side, facing the wall, while Luke slept soundly next to her. The inner battle of 'Tell them' and 'Don't tell them' was waging on in her mind. She didn't dare glance at the clock, for it would tell her that she had been awake far too long.

Still undecided, she finally fell into a light, restless sleep out of exhaustion. She was sure the 'Tell' 'Don't tell' war was in her dreams.

As Luke stirred next to her at 4:45, she woke up. Which was odd, because this never happened anymore. It used to, when she had just started sleeping over. But it had stopped happening some time ago. Yet here she was, sitting up at what she had previously called an 'ungodly hour'.

Luke seemed surprised to see her awake, too. "You're up." He stated.

"I guess." She replied with a forced smile.

He spotted the darkness under her eyes. "Something wrong?" he asked with genuine concern.

She looked down into her lap nervously, and then raised her head to meet his eyes. "No."

He paused and tilted his head to the side. "You're lying."

Her eyes refocused on her lap and she sighed. "I know. I just… I just don't want to tell them."

Luke raised his eyebrows, confused. "Tell who what?"

"Tell my parents… about us. And this." She answered, raising her left hand.

"You have to."

"I know. But I don't want to." She said with childish stubbornness.

"I'll go with you." He offered.

She was relieved. "Thanks. Tonight?"

"So soon?"

"I have to go before I can convince myself not to."

"Okay. Tonight it is." And he walked off to get dressed.

Lorelai smiled to herself. How was it that someone could be there whenever you needed them? She hadn't thought that it was possible, but apparently it was.

Because for her, that person was Luke.

That night, Lorelai struggled to find an outfit that her mother would approve of. This was mostly because when her mother complimented something of Lorelai's, she tended to throw it out as soon as she could.

Normally, she would've loved to aggravate her mother. But their relationship was rocky at the moment, and she wanted her mother to be as happy as possible when she gave her the news.

If she could get up the courage to give her the news.

Luke pulled into the elder Gilmore's drive later that evening. The couple stepped up to the large front door. Lorelai trembled, extremely nervous. Luke put a supporting arm around her waist and rang the doorbell.

A maid pulled the door open. "Can I help you?"

Lorelai spoke up. "I'm here to speak with my parents, Mr. and Mrs. Gilmore?"

"Come in." She let them into the foyer. "They are in the living room."

"Thank you."

Lorelai took a deep breath and Luke led her into the large living room. Richard and Emily were seated on two chairs, Emily writing some sort of letter and Richard reading the paper. Emily was surprised. "Lorelai! Were we expecting you?"

"No, mom, but I dropped by because I have some news for you."

"Well, sit and have a drink first."

Luke and Lorelai lowered themselves onto the fancy couch.

"Lorelai, your usual?"

"Yes, mom."

"And would you like a beer, Luke?" Emily asked with hidden disgust.

"Actually, I'll have whatever Lorelai's having."

"Martinis for everyone, then." And she walked over to the bar.

"Nice save." Lorelai whispered in Luke's ear.

Emily returned and handed out the drinks. "Now what is it you have to tell us?" she said as she sat down.

"Well, actually… Dad, could you put your paper down for a second?" He respectfully folded the paper neatly and set it on the coffee table. "Thank you. Okay, well, you know Luke." She said, making a smooth Vanna White motion in his direction.

"Yes we do." Her mother replied.

"Well we're, um, we're… we're engaged."

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