She sneezed as she uncovered the box in the attic that had all her maternity clothes in it. A part of her had hoped to never have to open this box ever again. But after being married to Luke for almost a year it was time. She remembered the shock in his eyes when she told him. It was mix of pure joy to complete panic.

"I'm not ready to be a Daddy. I don't even like kids. Jam hands! They're always sticky and they get into things. They're like…Kirk! I don't want a Kirk!" Luke ranted.

"Luke, you wanted this remember? You found that right person," she sighed.

"I know."

That was six months ago. Now it was a totally different tune. Everything in their house was changing. He had installed gates at the top and bottom of the stairs. All the cleaning supplies were put in a different location. All the outlets had plugs in them. He spent countless hours putting together the crib, painting the nursery, and the bears. Oh my God, the bears. The teddy bear industry was making a pretty penny from Lucas Danes. There wasn't a spot in that nursery that didn't have a teddy bear in it.

"Luke, honey," Lorelai said when she saw him come in with another bag from the toy store. "We don't need anymore bears in this room."

"It's not a bear," he said. "It's a baby baseball set. Boy or girl, this kid is going to be a great ball player."

Lorelai just laughed. That afternoon she and Luke were going to her checkup. Hopefully the doctor could determine the sex of the baby so she could cut one list of names that she and Rory had been working on. The list for girls' names was over 200 long and the boys' had just about 150.

Laying on the bed in the doctor's office Lorelai was afraid. It had been 23 years since she had been in this situation. This time the father of the baby was sitting next to her holding her hand. Things were going to be different this time around. This child was going to have all the opportunities that Rory had missed out on. No more not going to the Father/Daughter Easter picnic, no more nights of cradling a brokenhearted girl on her birthday when he didn't call.

The doctor came in holding Lorelai's chart.

"How are you feeling, Mrs. Danes?" she asked.

"Do you have a remedy for morning sickness yet?" Lorelai joked. "Other than that and the loss of my favorite jeans, I'm doing just fine."

"Hopefully the morning sickness will pass within the next month. Let's have a look here."

The doctor squirted the ultrasound jelly onto Lorelai's stomach and ran the wand over the area. The three of them looked onto the screen and watched as a tiny figure appeared. The doctor moved the wand a little more and Lorelai gasped. A second tiny figure appeared on the screen.

"Is that what I think it is?" Luke asked.

"Congratulations, twins."

"Oh. My. God," Lorelai said slowly. "Luke this is just like that dream I had five years ago. Remember?"

"Yeah you called all right. Can you tell the sex of them yet?"

"It looks like one boy and one girl."

Luke and Lorelai were speechless. Twins! She and Luke were going to have twins. One boy and one girl. She was so excited. She could barely wait to get home to tell Rory.

"I guess I'm going to have to buy another crib," Luke said finally.

"Hey. Come here," Lorelai said. She pulled him into a kiss. "I love you. This is amazing."