Jumping out of the back of the ambulance a team rushed into the house. They emerged with Rory who was carrying Christian. Lorelai and Luke rushed to them.
"Rory! What happened?" Lorelai cried. "What's wrong?"
"Ma'am I need you to step back and give us room," the paramedic said. "All will be explained soon."
"I am his mother and you will tell me what's going on now!"
"Mom, I went to check on him cause I hadn't heard him make any noise for awhile. I put my hand down on his chest and it wasn't moving. I started rescue breathing for him and then called you and the paramedics. He started breathing again," Rory explained as the paramedics led her to the ambulance. She handed Christian to Lorelai. Luke tossed Rory the keys to his truck and climbed in behind Lorelai.
"Meet us at the hospital," Luke said.
A half hour later Luke and Lorelai were in the emergency room with Chip and Chip's doctor.
"Mr. and Mrs. Danes," Dr. Gregory began. "I have no answers for you right now. Christian is a special case. The constant ear infections and the sleep apnea are only the beginning of his problems. We're going to admit him back in the NICU where we can monitor him more closely. I'm afraid that the reason his breathing is so bad is that his lungs are not fully developed. We may have to put him on a ventilator if he stops breathing again."
"Thank you for the update Dr. Gregory," Luke said.
"Please, for you guys, it's John."
"Thank you, John," Lorelai said.
She and Luke watched him walk away with Chip in an incubator. They would follow him up shortly.
"I am so scared Luke," she whispered into his shoulder. "I'm so scared for him."
Luke held her close. He didn't have anything in his tool box that he could use to fix his son. This is what he did. He fixed things. This he couldn't fix. He didn't even have words to tell her that it would be all right. Because he didn't know. He didn't know if Christian would be all right or not. He didn't know.
"I know honey, I know."
He rubbed her back and repeated his soft I know in her ear. Just like he had done four years earlier when she had convinced herself that she was failing with the inn. He was her rock, her parachute, her trampoline when the parachute gave out.
Awhile later they went up to his room in the NICU and sat with him. Lorelai hadn't moved since Chip had gotten in there. She hadn't eaten anything since the night before and she hadn't even had her cup of coffee that morning.