"See? I told you guys she'd be out here," Rory's voice reached Lorelai a few moments before the young woman did. "Hi, Mom."

"Hey Hon," Lorelai smiled and then greeted her daughter's friends. "Hi Paris. Hi Lane."

"Hi Lorelai," Lane and Paris said.

"Paris, how you doing, sweetie? You all recovered?"

Paris smiled sheepishly as she sat down with her friends and Lorelai. "Yeah. Thank you for asking. I just wasn't expecting to see a lion walked down a public street on a chain leash."

"Well, it's okay. I jumped a little the first time I saw Donovan walking one of the animals down the street."

"Me too," Rory chimed in.

"And me," Lane said.

"Okay."

"So, Mom? What's the news? It can't be that Angel's is almost finished 'cause we realized that when we got here."

"Oh. Right. The news," Lorelai fought a smile.

"Lorelai? Is everything okay," Lane asked.

"Uh, yeah. Everything's great," Lorelai said. "I was just wondering how Rory would feel about two siblings instead of just the one."

"What?"

"Oh my God," Paris shrieked.

"You're kidding," Lane got out through a hand covered mouth.

"Mom?"

"It's twins, babe," Lorelai smiled. "A boy and a girl as far as the doctor can tell."

"One of each," Rory had to grin.

"Yup," Lorelai nodded. "Now, your little brother already has a name."

"You're sticking with William Richard," Lane asked.

"Yeah," Lorelai nodded.

"Good." Rory paused. "Then maybe you should call Grandpa?"

Lorelai paused before saying, "We'll talk later."

"Okay," Rory agreed.

"So, Lorelai, you need a girl's name right?" Lane asked.

"Uh, yeah I guess I do," Lorelai mused.

"You could always use 'Lorelai' again and call her Trix in honor of great-grandma," Rory suggested.

"Trix Danes," Lorelai tried it out.

"Sounds like a stripper," Paris pointed out.

"She's right," Lane nodded.

"Yeah." Lorelai looked up, "Sorry Gran. I think the next Lorelai will be one of Rory's kids."

"Lucky child," Rory commented.

Lorelai smiled before looking at Lane, "Lane, your mom's lived in Stars Hollow for a while, right?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Do you know if she knows what Luke's mom's name was?"

"Oh, I know that," Lane said. "Her name was Paige."

"Oh, that's pretty," Paris smiled.

"And appropriate considering how much the men in Luke's family worship the ball that is base," Rory said.

"What?" Lorelai was confused.

"She's talking about the baseball player Satchel Page," Paris said. "Our history teacher just did a class on pop culture," she explained when Lorelai looked surprised that Rory and Paris knew anything about baseball

"Oh. Hmmm…"

"It does have a certain ring to it," Lane said. "Satchel Page Danes."

"Hey, spell it for me, will you Rory?"

"Uh, S-a-t-c-h-e-l."

"And Page?"

"Like the pages of a book."

"Oh," Lorelai looked at it and frowned. "I'd have to change the spelling. Make the end of Satchel more like the end of the longer version of Isabelle and spell Page you would for a girl's name."

"That'll be nice," Rory nodded. "We can call her Satch for short."

"Satchelle Paige Danes," Lorelai wrote out on the pad of paper she had in her hand. "I like the way that looks." She looked at her stomach and ran a hand over it. "What do you think little girl? You feel like a Satchelle Paige? Your brother has already approved of his name." She looked at the other women around her and smiled, "I think she approves."

"Mom," Rory poked her head into her mother's room later that night. "Hey. Still okay if I sleep in here?"

"Absolutely," Lorelai said as she sat on her bed. "Paris and Lane all settled in?"

"Yep," Rory said as she climbed into bed next to her mom. "You okay? You were kinda quiet during dinner."

"Just thinking," Lorelai said as she lay down on her back.

"The doctor is in," Rory encouraged.

"I was thinking about what you said before on the bridge about calling your grandparents."

"Really? Are you going to?"

"Yeah. I had already decided to call them but I just keeping going back and forth about it."

"If it makes you feel any better, I think Grandpa will be happy. He's getting his first grandson and another granddaughter. He loves granddaughters."

"Yes, he does," Lorelai agreed. "Oh boy, but I dread telling Emily."

"Maybe it won't be as bad as you think," Rory said hopefully.

"And maybe Carrot Top's next commercial won't be all that annoying."

"Are you changing your mind?"

"No, not really."

"So?"

"Maybe I should just tell Dad and tell him that if he thinks your grandma can be happy without being judgmental about who their dad is that he should tell her."

"That's a good idea," Rory nodded.

"You think so?"

"Yeah."

"Okay." Lorelai checked the clock and then picked up the phone. She bit her lip and dialed her parents' home.

"Hello?"

Oh thank God. It was Richard. "Dad, it's Lorelai."

"Well this is a surprise."

"Yeah, I know. I'm sorry for calling so late, but I think there's something you need to know."

"Are you alright? Is it Rory?"

"No, no, nothing like that. Rory and I are fine. This is actually semi-happy news from your perspective."

"Really? Well, what is it?"

"I'm pregnant."

"Pregnant?"

"Yes. I'm going to have twins."

"Twins?"

"A boy and a girl. I decided to name the boy William Richard for his grandfathers."

"I'm going to have a grandson," Richard sounded pleased. "You'll be giving him the last name Gilmore?"

"No, not this time Dad. He's going to have his father's last name."

"Ah," Richard said. "Well, this is very interesting news Lorelai. Would you like me to fetch your mother so you can tell her?"

"No, Dad. That's the other part of this conversation. You know Mom and I aren't exactly on speaking terms at the moment."

"I am aware of that yes."

"I was thinking that if you thought she could be happy and welcome her new grandchildren with open arms and not hold the fact that their father is not Christopher against them, that you could tell her."

"Well-"

"Because you know I can't really get upset for awhile and I don't want to argue with her."

Rory rolled her eyes and whispered, "Oh boy."

Lorelai frowned at her daughter, "So Dad, what do you say?"

"I will do this for you, Lorelai."

"Thank you, Dad." Lorelai let out a breath.

"Before we hang up, what will you be naming my new granddaughter? Lorelai the fourth?"

Lorelai smiled a little, "Believe it or not, we did toss that idea around but we went with something else for this one and agreed to have Rory name her daughter Lorelai something one day. Her name will be Satchelle Paige, in honor of her paternal grandma and the obsession with baseball her father's side of the family has."

"Satchelle Paige? It's an interesting name," Richard said thoughtfully. "And I do like the name you've chosen for my grandson."

"Thanks Dad. Hey do you wanna say hi to Rory?"

"Is she there?"

"Right here," Lorelai said before she gave the phone to Rory and turned on her side to try and sleep. She rested a hand on her stomach and grinned to herself. "Goodnight little ones," she whispered.