Disclaimer: IfIowned anythingMilo Ventimiglia would be on Gilmore full time and Logan would be dust in the wind. But that would only happen if Dave Rosenthal had the power of amazing persuasion and Heroes got cancelled or something. Oh well.

Note: I'm getting this out to you guys at 4AM. It's a long one but I love it. Jess/Rory goodness. JJ implications. Oh yesss people. You hear me. And you'll find out just why Lorelai was going to see Christopher. Bleh. And some good news at the end. Enjoy.

Lorelai lay in an open coffin, skin pale as snow but still as beautiful dead as she was alive. Daisies covered the town square just like they did when Lorelai was first engaged to Max. She lay in the gazebo where fond memories of her life had taken place. All the stores were closed and the Dragonfly would hold a wake afterwards. Sookie catered of course. She put all her energy into making all of Lorelai's favorite foods. When she arrived at the service she looked as if she hadn't slept in days.

Reverend Skinner started the service as he did any other. But he had a twinkle in his eye as he spoke of Lorelai. Her wit, charm and energy made this town alive. She was their queen, and now she was gone.

It was time for Rory to give the eulogy. She slowly walked to the podium placed in front of the coffin. She looked at the front row where she'd just left to see Jess give her an encouraging smile. Next to him was Luke whose head had been down for the entire service so far. Then there was Sookie who once didn't have a joyful look on her face. She gave Rory a nod as if to say You can do it kid. Rory took a deep breath and began.

"Hello everyone, thank you for being here today. My mother would appreciate you all being here because she loved all of you and she loved this town. When she left my grandparents and had no home she found a home here. You all welcomed the two of us into your lives. She was always eternally grateful. My mother was my best friend. She's my hero and I hope I can be half the woman she was. I learned everything I know from her. She encouraged me to be who I am no matter what anyone thought. She was there for my heartbreaks and the best moments of my life. She was the greatest mother I could ever ask for. She loved everyone in our lives. She loved Sookie her best friend who made her laugh and cry from laughing. She fed her, she worked with her, and achieved her dreams with her. Keep the dream alive Sook, if for anyone then for her. After much persuasion and eye opening she began to love my husband Jess. She saw what I saw and he was like the son she never had. She loved her parents despite all the bad blood. She never said it but I always knew. Grandma, Grandpa know that even though you 3 weren't always on the best tems mom did love you. She always just wanted you to accept her. In the end I think you did…that's all she could ask. But most of all there was really only one man my mother truly loves. That was Luke Danes. Luke…she loved you even after everything that happened. No one ever did or could have replaced what you were to her. You were the love of her life. Take comfort in that. I know I'll take comfort in all the memories of my hero, my mom, Lorelai Gilmore. Thank you," she spoke in such an eloquent tone that there wasn't a dry eye in the crowd.

Sookie was sobbing in her hands and Rory could see Luke's shoulder's shaking. Even Jess had a few tears rolling down his cheek while patting Luke's back. Rory stepped down and slowly headed back to her seat. Her focus set on the 3 people in the front row that she loved so much. She didn't hear Reverend Skinner choke up as he concluded the service. She didn't notice the people getting up to head to the cemetery. It was as if time went slowly walking to the 3 of them. She enveloped Sookie in a tight embrace letting her sob in her shoulders. She held her for another minute until Sookie let go apologizing for crying all over her. Rory looked down at Luke who was still sitting down with his head in his hands. Rory knelt down so she was eye to eye with him. She took his head in her hands so she could look at him.

"Luke," she began softly, "whenever you feel she's slipping away or it all becomes too much just look inside your wallet. Look at that horoscope. Remember her from the first day you met her. Be strong Luke. For me…because the strongest man I know. You're more of a dad to me than Christopher was. That's why she loved you so much.."

Luke nodded silently and wiped the tears from his pale hairy face. Rory could tell he hadn't eaten in awhile, she would make sure he did at the wake.

She sat down on Jess's lap and nested her head at his neck breathing in his cologne and felt a sense of calm come over her. She faintly head Jess tell sookie and Luke to head to the cemetery and they would follow in a minute. Rory looked up at Jess thankfully for the moment of peace they could have. She suddenly remembered the important news she had to tell him.

"So you have to tell me something," he said in her hair.

"You know me too well Mariano."

"We're kindred spirits. You love Rand and I love Hemmigway. It's perfect. Is it bad?"

"Depends on how you look at it."

"It's bad."

"Shut up."

"Fine…if you tell me what it is."

Rory sighed and closed her eyes. "Ok well I know where mom was going when she died." It didn't hurt to say she died as much. She felt Jess stiffen as she went on. "She was going to see Christopher. She told me that morning so I wouldn't get mad."

"Why?" Jess choked out.

"She…she wanted to end it. For once and for all. Because she missed Luke and she knew it would never happen again between them if Chris was in the picture. She she left to take him out."

"Damn."

"I know. Don't punch him when you see him. And don't tell Luke."

"Do you think I'm crazy…does Chris know?"

"Yes. I blurted it out when I fought with him."

"You better have good news. Cause this one might bring me back to my glory days."

Rory smiled and took a deep breath. "Get ready."

"Aren't I always."

"I'm pregnant."

"Huh."

Next up: Jess goes psychic on our butts and plans out his kid's life in the closet.