"So belle, tell me everything. I want to know more about that delicious piece of meat you call a husband, I want to know what's happening in your life and will someone please tell me what the darling Rory is doing in New York?" Lorelai laughed. Pouring her own cup of coffee and sat across from her Aunt at the kitchen table.

"Well me and Luke have been together just over two years, we met at his diner about nine years ago"

"What took you so long dear?"

"It's a very long and complicated story that I could only re-tell after a lot of alcohol"

"That can be arranged"

"Well I can't actually drink at the moment?"

"Are you ill?"

"Nope, pregnant" Hope squealed loudly, nearly spilling her coffee.

"Well it didn't take you very long did it!"

"I guess not"

"Well, what else. You have to tell me absolutely everything darling, I haven't seen your darling face in years!"

"I have my own inn now, me and my friend Sookie bought an old inn two years ago and renovated it. It's called the dragonfly"

"What a perfect name! And what an achievement! I must visit it, and meet this Sookie!"

"Well she's the head chef at the Dragonfly so I'm sure you will"

"Good good, now I want more of this fabulous coffee"

"Luke only made enough for you, if you want more we're gonna have to go to the diner"

"Then what are we waiting for gorgeous!" Hope jumped up from her seat and grabbed her handbag, flinging it over one shoulder. "Hurry Lorelai, never waste a second, that's my motto" Lorelai shook her head at her aunt's vibrant and raring-to-go attitude. She quickly threw on some clothes and followed Hope out of the door.

Lorelai trailed behind Hope as she practically ran to the diner, without even knowing where it was. Lorelai had kept an amused look on her face as she stopped her aunt from going down the wrong street.

"Shall we sit down at table?" Lorelai asked.

"Nonsense darling, we must sit at the counter like a couple of loose women at a Brasserie," Lorelai laughed again. She couldn't help it when she was with her aunt. The only one from her family who truly understood her free spirit. She followed hope to the counter and both slid onto a stool, dropping their purses onto the counter.

As Hope sat with more coffee, Lorelai grudgingly drinking tea and Luke hiding away in the kitchen from more of Hope's lewd winks and wolf whistles.

"So you are you going to see mom while you're visiting?"

"Who?" Lorelai rolled her eyes.

"My mother, you're sister, Emily Gilmore"

"I suppose, she'll positively skin both of us alive if she found out I had visited and not come to see her, but I suppose she'll do it any way for not giving her any advance warning"

"She'll want to see you anyway"

"I'll stop by after lunch, will you be joining me?"

"Me and mom aren't actually talking at the moment. She said some stuff, I said some stuff, Luke said some stuff…"

"Tell me what happened?"

"Rory is also pregnant, I got blamed for it of course"

"Dear, it's like you're living in a soap opera!"

"It certainly does feel like that sometimes"

"Well I'm on your side honey, you say the word and that bitch is going down!" Lorelai giggled. "Honestly, that sister of mine is wound so tight"

"How did you both end up so different?"

"She took after our father, me after our mother. I've never been one to care about how people see me"

"I hear ya!"

"Life's to short!"

"There's no time like the present"

"Carpe diem!" The two burst into more laughter when they heard an "ah jeez" from the kitchen. Lorelai sobered quickly.

"Hope?"

"Yes sweetie?"

"I haven't told mom and dad about the marriage and the baby so do you think you could keep it to yourself?"

"Of course, anything for my favourite niece" Lorelai smiled in relief and gathered her aunt up in another tight hug.