"Lorelai!" Emily called up the stairs. "Christopher is here."
"Coming." Lorelai yelled back.
"It's good to see you, Emily." Chris smiled.
Emily gave him a short cold stare, then walked into the kitchen. She didn't care much for young sixteen year old boys who got her young sixteen year old daughter pregnant.
Lorelai slowly stepped down the stairs and into the living room where Chris was waiting.
"Hey." Chris smiled as he stood up. He leaned in for a kiss.
"So, what did you want to talk about?" Lorelai asked, directly.
Chris smirked. "Well, you're about seven months pregnant now, right?"
Lorelai answered. "Yes."
"So, I mean we're going to officially be parents in like two months."
"I guess so." Lorelai added. "I think it's already official though."
"But in two months, we'll have a living breathing baby in our arms."
"Okay, I'll agree with that." Lorelai replied.
"Right, so I've been talking to my parents, and they kind of agree with me... so, I kind of figure your parents will agree too." Chris started to become nervous, he slowly bent down to one knee. Lorelai's eyes widened. "Marry, me." Chris said unsurely. He cleared his throat. "Marry, me, Lorelai Gilmore." This time he pronounced it with assertiveness.
"Chris, get up." Lorelai answered as she rolled her eyes.
Chris' heart softly broke. "Why?" he asked, still on one knee.
"Cause, I'm not going to marry you." Lorelai wobbled over and sat down on the couch.
Chris huffed, "But Lorelai!"
"But, nothing." She interrupted. "We're sixteen, we're not getting married."
Chris sat down in the chair next to him. His whole body was full of disbelief. "I love you." he said.
"I love you, too." Lorelai repeated. "But I don't love you enough to marry you at sixteen."
"We can build a life together." Chris added. "We're going to have a baby, we're going to be a family."
"Having a baby doesn't make us a family, Chris."
"Of course it does!" he defended. "Mommy, Daddy, baby. That's a family."
Lorelai placed her hand to her forehead. "No." she replied shortly.
"So, what are you going to do?" Chris asked hatefully. "Sit here with your mom and dad and let them raise it the same way they raised you?"
"Of course, not." Lorelai replied, offended by his comment.
"Then what will you do?"
"I'll move away." Lorelai said raising her chin.
Chris let out a frustrated laugh. "You'll move away? And what about the baby?"
"You can see her when you'd like."
"I don't believe this." Chris jumped from his chair and paced the room. "Why won't you do what is right?"
"Who said getting married is right?" Lorelai asked. "Your parents? My parents? Should we really be taking parenting advice from them? Hello, look where it got us."
"We won't be like them, Lorelai!" Chris replied, his eyes full of honesty. "We'll be better parents."
Lorelai nodded her head. "I know we will. That's why we can't get married."
Chris became weary of trying to rationalize with Lorelai. "Where are you going to go, Lorelai? Stars Hollow? Move in with your dream boyfriend?"
Lorelai's anger began to rage. "Well, there's one very good reason you're not ready for marriage! You still act like a five year old boy!"
"I'm the one that wants to get married!" Chris scoffed. "You're the one being childish!"
"Well, maybe I will go to Stars Hollow, Christopher. Maybe I will find the man from my dreams. I hope I do actually because he was ten times the man you are!" Lorelai pulled herself up from the couch.
"You're making a huge mistake!" Chris screeched.
"No, I'm saving you from one." Lorelai replied cooly as she exited the living room.
(Two months later)
Lorelai placed the letter on the table and scooped Rory up into her arms. "Okay, Rory, here we go." She smiled. "I think you'll like it in our new home." Lorelai continued to talk. "You might call it a dream land. There'll be all kinds of nice people, not like the people around here, just wait and see."
A couple of hours later, Lorelai knocked on the office door of the Independence Inn. A small woman opened the door.
"Yes?" the woman asked with a smile.
"Hi, I'm Lorelai Gilmore. I'm here to apply for the maid job." Lorelai stood proudly with her baby in her arms.
Mia gazed down at the infant, then back into Lorelia's cool blue eyes. "Come in."
Lorelai walked into the tiny office, as she sat down in a chair she began to feel her heart tingle. "Your name is Mia, right?" Lorelai asked.
"Why, yes, it is." Mia confessed.
"It's a very pretty name."
"Thank you." Mia smiled. "Have you ever worked before?"
Lorelai's smile faded. "No, but I'll be the best maid you've ever hired."
"And the little one?" Mia asked, looking down at Rory.
"She won't be a bother. I promise."
"Well, it'll be impossible for you to be the best maid I've ever hired if you have an infant to take care of."
Lorelai's hope began to go away, this was not going as she had planned. "I could maybe hire a babysitter or something." Lorelai suggested.
"There'll be no need for that." Mia replied. "I'll gladly watch the little girl during your shifts. Can you start tomorrow?"
A burst of laughter exhaled from Lorelai. "Yes!" She exclaimed. "Thank you, so much!"
"You're welcome." Mia said as she bent down for a closer look at the tiny little girl. "Come, I'll show you to your room."
"Hey," Lorelai said as she stood up and began to follow Mia, "Do you know any diners around here that serve really good coffee?"
END.