A few minutes later, Lorelai looks at her watch to see that they need to go in there to find out their fate.

"So…do you want me to come in there with you, or do you want me to wait here, and then you can tell me, or… how exactly does this work?" Luke asks, betraying his normally cool exterior as he is freaking out about what could happen in just a few short moments.

"I want you in there." she then says confidently.

They get up from the bed and start walking into the bathroom when Lorelai stops in her tracks, turning to face Luke.

"Luke…I know that we just…"

"Don't worry Lorelai, whatever that little… whatever that thing is, says, I'm with you. I am with you completely on this either way, okay?"

She nods slowly, her eyes never leaving his.

"Okay, well, let's find out so we can stop with the what ifs, okay?"

"Okay"

They walk into the bathroom, Lorelai a little shakier than normal, and look down toward the object sitting on the bathroom counter. Neither of their expressions change as they glance down.

Quietly, Luke asks her, "Does that mean what I think it means?"

"Yeah, it does…"

"So, what do we do now?"

"We talk."

"Sounds like a plan to me." He says, grabbing her hand and pulling her out onto the bed.

"Luke, what are you thinking?"

"I don't know exactly, but I think I'm upset."

"Really?"

"yeah. I mean, I know that we didn't want you to get pregnant before our wedding, but the idea of getting to start a family with you had me kind of excited there for a minute, so I guess I'm kind of sad that you're not."

"Would it make you feel better to know that I'm kind of sad too?"

"No, because then both of us would be sad, and that doesn't make for a very good duo."

"So, let's talk about this now then…"

"Talk about what?"

"Babies."

"I thought that we already had this discussion before that little episode in the bathroom?"

"Yeah, but now, without the big, ginormous 'what if' cloud looming over our heads, what are your thoughts."

"The same as before." He says, turning more towards her, and taking a hand in his, "I want a family with you Lorelai, and I guess that time isn't now for us."

"When is it time then?"

"Honestly? " he pauses, "whenever you're ready, I'm ready."

"Well then! Get naked, grab your Mounties hat, and let's have at it!"

"Are you serious?" he laughs.

"Well, not right this second, but I think that we should start working towards the idea of a family right after we're married… how does that sound?"

"I think that sounds great."

The two sit on the bed for awhile, holding each other closely as they think about the whole package that they both get in the near future.

"Oh man!"

"What?"

"Well, if I'm not pregnant, then that means that I'm just fat!"

"Wha… oh, I get it. No, you are NOT fat."

"Yeah, well, tell that to my wedding dress then bucko, cause it's not zippin!" she shoots of the bed, in somewhat of a panic.

"Lorelai, where are you going?"

"Home! I have to figure out what to do about this dress!"

She ran home as fast as she could and was met in the living room with a quiet Rory sitting on the couch. When Lorelai stopped to take in the scene, she saw that Rory was in there without anything on, just sitting alone in contemplation mode.

"No TV, no book… what's up kid?"

"So…"

"So…so… what, Rory?"

"You look happy." she says with a tone that Lorelai can't recognize, because it seems to be bordering on disappointed and happy at the same time.

"I really am hon, I really am…you know that, right?"

"Yeah, I do know… I've gotta say that this is one lucky kid… I mean, I had it great, but with you as a mom and Luke as a dad, I don't think that I could be happier."

"What?" clearly understanding what Rory was saying, but not knowing how she could have known about what just happened between her and Luke.

"Why didn't you say anything when you left? I mean, I know that you wanted Luke to know right away, but you just walked out on me and Sookie, and I didn't know if you were okay or not. Then, finally when Sookie left and I was sitting here, I figured it all out, but what I couldn't figure out was why you didn't say anything to me right away."

"I'm not pregnant Rory…"

"Oh…" she said quietly, looking down shyly because of her mistake.

"I did, however think that I was, and that was why I bolted out of here."

"But you aren't?"

At the question, Lorelai's face held a bit of a sad expression, and she shook her head no.

"Hon, you have to realize that if I was actually pregnant, that it was totally unexpected, and with all of the chaos with the wedding coming up so fast, I freaked out. I didn't even go see Luke right away… I drove around Hartford for a while, and then I drove to Litchfield, and then I drove to New Haven, and I bought a pregnancy test there with the full intention of ripping it open and taking it in the walgreens' bathroom."

"Mom, you could've—"

"Sweets, I know, and that's why I didn't do it. I was sitting in the jeep thinking about what this meant, and I realized that I wasn't sixteen anymore, and I didn't have to do this alone. I have Luke, who is supposed to be my partner in everything, and if I was pregnant, was certainly the reason for my condition, and I knew that he would be with me through it all. I knew that if I went home to you, that you would be nothing but supportive too, but in the back of my head Rory, I was sixteen again. I was huddled in a ball in the corner of my room because my dress didn't fit, and I knew that the only reason was because of a lot of Jose Cuervo and your father, and I freaked out."

"But you came to your senses, and you went to see Luke?"

"Yes, and I hope that you understand why I went to see Luke and why I didn't say anything to you when I ran out of here."

"I do, I really do. I think that I just freaked out for a minute myself."

Lorelai then pulls Rory into an embrace as she sits down on the couch beside her, and they have a few moments together in the quiet. After a little while, a small smile forms on Lorelai's face, which doesn't go unnoticed by Rory.

"What?" she asks, sitting up to face her mother.

"Well, good did come out of this little scare…"

"Oh really? And what was that?"

"What would you think about having a little half brother or sister in like a year or so?"

"Really? You and Luke?"

"Yeah… well, you remember that he and I had that conversation one time, and that he said if he ever met the right person that there would be a conversation?"

"aww… you're the right person!"

"I guess I must be!" she exclaims, throwing her hands up in the air.

"I also remember though a conversation that you had with him about jam hands right before Jess came to stay, and then there was that whole breastfeeding/crazy choo choo thing in the diner."

"But, we've always known that Luke was a big softie!"

"Very true!"

"So, then if you're not pregnant then that means that our crazy eating habits and your slowing metabolism are catching up with you!" Rory says, with humor in her tone.

"Hey!"

"I'm just joking! We'll get it altered before the wedding."

"Well, we only have a little over a month to get the rest of this stuff done, and I should probably work out cleaning out the house for Luke to move in."

"Why don't we work on getting through the clutter over my spring break?"

"That's next week right?"

"Yeah, we can go through everything, and make room for Luke."

"Okay, let's do that then!"

Lorelai actually seemed excited about the prospect of them cleaning out the house, which for Lorelai, was a big, giant leap, because she hated cleaning. It was then that Rory knew that this was it. With Max, nothing was ever final, and it didn't fit the right way. With Luke, not only did it fit the right way, but it fit RIGHT away. The thought made Rory smile.

"What are you smiling about?"

"The same thing you are."

"You were not even thinking about Luke, cause that would be kinda weird." she says, making a funny face.

"I was thinking about Luke, but obviously not in the same way that you were."

"Yeah, well, I hope not!" she pauses, letting the quiet settle between them before asking, "What were you thinking about Luke?"

"Just that this is right… for all parties involved."

"Really?"

"Yeah, mom. I don't think that I could have pictured anything more perfect for you. He was automatically at home with you and with us and this house. You realize that you let the rules go out the window with Luke?"

"No, I didn't really, cause you were at school, so it didn't matter that he was staying over…"

"Oh, yeah, well, what about Jason? He was never over here, and you didn't even let him see Stars Hallow and meet people until you had been dating him for four months."

"But that was different…"

"Yeah, okay, but then what about Max?"

"What about Max?"

"You were engaged to him and he stayed a total of two nights in our house, one of which he spent on the couch, and the other he spent alone because you crawled into bed with me."

"So, your point being that Luke is a good choice then?"

"Not good… perfect."

Lorelai smiled, knowing that her daughter was right in every respect. It seemed like everything was falling into place, and they only had about a month to go until she was Mrs. Lorelai Danes.

Okay, so I obviously decided that she needs to not be pregnant, because that would be the cliché way to go with this story… not that anything else that has happened in this story hasn't been absolutely cliché, but hey, we can't be perfect, so that's that! I think I might rustle up a little bit between Emily and Lorelai in this next chapter, and I promise that Mia is going to be back soon, and I promise that there is going to be a wedding, and soon! Ooh, maybe I'll throw a little Chris in the mix? hmmm… let me know! R/R!