Word spread quickly. Babbette attacked the second they arrived home. They evaded the major questions and got inside. Letting the town talk it out of their systems was the best bet. She had one hurdle that still had to be conquered. Telling the Gilmores.
She didn't understand why she was so terrified of telling her parents that she was pregnant…again. But this time she was married and had a place to live and a steady job. But to tell them twins, that was one scenario that she had never had to practice.
That Friday, Lorelai, Luke and Rory made their weekly trip into Hartford for dinner with the Gilmores. No longer was the dinner an obligation dinner. They went because it was nice to have the family together at least once a week. Sometimes not everyone could make it and Emily was fine with that.
They pulled up in front of the giant house and stopped the car. Lorelai stared at the windows. This was going to be hard. Luke took her hand squeezing it lightly.
"I'll tell them if you want," he said. "They do like me."
"No that's ok Luke. They'll realize something's up when I don't have my regular martini before dinner."
The three members of the Danes-Gilmore clan stood on the porch and rang the bell. A new maid answered the door. She took their coats and showed them into the living room.
"Hi Mom!" Lorelai said to Emily, who was sitting in her chair by the fireplace. "Where's Dad?"
"In his study. He'll be out in a minute. Would you like anything to drink?" Emily said, going to the bar.
"I'll have a soda," Lorelai said sitting down on the sofa.
Emily stared at the bar for a minute. "Could she be…? No it's too soon. She can't be." Emily thought.
"Lorelai are you…Expecting?" Emily asked slowly.
"Yeah Mom. You and Dad are going to be grandparents again."
A huge smile crossed Emily's face. And Lorelai thought she was going to be angry. Emily was far from angry. She was excited, overjoyed, happy, ecstatic.
"Richard!" she yelled. "Richard, Lorelai's pregnant!"
"Should we get you a megaphone so you tell the whole neighborhood faster Mom?" Lorelai joked.
"There is no need for your jokes, Lorelai. Am I not supposed to be happy about this?"
Touché. "Yes Mom. You can be happy about this."
"Have you given any thought to names yet?"
"Here's the thing with that Mom. It's not just one."
"How many are you expecting, Lorelai?"
"What did the doctor say, Luke? Six, seven was it?"
"For the love of God, please don't drag me into this," he said.
"Twins, Mom. One boy and one girl."
Emily sat speechless. She couldn't believe it. Twins. That meant buying two of everything. Emily stared at her daughter and son-in-law. Lorelai waved a hand in front of her face, pulling her from her trance.
"Mom, you're scaring Rory. Mom?"
"This is just wonderful Lorelai. I am so happy for you."
"And again with a straight face you said that."