AN: Wow! Thanks for all the great reviews guys! This chapter is a little bit shorter than the others (I think...I haven't compared them but it took less time to write) and I apologize. I'm building up to an event and I had to get this chapter out of the way first. Originally this one and the next one were going to be one big chapter, but I figured I'd leave you in suspense a little bit longer.

I've forgotten to put a disclaimer on my story before now...but I sadly own nothing. I'm just a poor theatre student....

You'd Be Surprised

Two days later, Lorelai was hunched over the toilet, dry heaving for the 3rd time that morning. She groaned and rested her head against the cool ceramic of the seat. She didn't care that she'd just laid her head on a toilet, she was just glad it was cold.

Luke had just gotten up when he heard Lorelai run to the bathroom. She'd adamantly protested that she didn't need help from her side of the bathroom door. He'd thought other wise but went downstairs to get her some water. The fridge in her house was now surprisingly well stocked, thanks to him, and he was slowly weaning her off coffee for the next 9 months. She'd succumbed to decaf, and only 2 cups a day. She wasn't quite as perky as she'd always been, but he was okay with that. He grabbed a bottle of water out of the fridge (as the cooler had been empty for a few days and they were waiting on the delivery guy to bring the replacement bottle) and took it back upstairs to her.

Lorelai heard him knock softly on the door and groaned in response.

Luke took that as his cue to come in the bathroom. She looked up at him from her half sitting half laying position on the floor and tried to smile.

"This sucks." She said.

"One of those things you selectively forget about pregnancy" he asked, handing her the bottle of water. She nodded weakly and took a sip. He leaned against the door as she resumed getting ready. It was only 7 in the morning, but thanks to her morning sickness once she was up, she was up, and this kid had a tendency of waking her up nice and early. Luke had started only opening twice a week, so he was home most of the time when she needed him, but until the day before she'd been okay as far as morning sickness goes. Okay, meaning she hadn't had any yet. And then yesterday morning she'd started throwing up her internal organs every morning until 11.

She motioned for him to help her up so she could finish getting ready, he grabbed her hands and helped pull her up and encircled her with his arms. She rested her head against his chest and sighed. She felt like crap, but she knew it'd go away soon. He moved her hair out of the way and kissed her forehead. She pulled back and smiled at him, her face still pale from throwing up.

"I should finish getting ready." She said pulling back from him and moving towards the sink. Luke turned on the shower and pulled off his shirt in preparation to get in.

Lorelai whistled at him and then commenced brushing her teeth. He was about to pull his pants off when he heard her gag and turned just in time to pull her hair back as she threw up again.

"I didn't think there was anything left in me to throw up." She said weakly as she sat back against Luke and he brushed the few stray hairs off of her face. She closed her eyes and then got back up again. "Avoiding the toothbrush for a few more minutes" she said and then turned to leave the bathroom.

Luke watched her leave and then shut the door and got into the shower. He let the water beating down on his shoulders remove some of the tension that had been building up there for a few days now. He hated seeing her throw up in the morning and knowing there was nothing for the two of them to do about it other than ride it out. This had been the first morning she'd let him come near her while she was in the act, and he felt a little better that the least he could do was hold her hair back.

Lorelai sat on the side of the bed and laid back into Luke's pillow, face first, breathing in his scent and smiling. She wanted to go back to sleep and just sleep off the morning sickness, but she knew if she did that she'd never get up and go to work.

Work.

She hadn't been to the inn since she'd found out she was pregnant. She'd told Sookie she and Luke were still working things out and that she needed to take a couple more days off. So she had. That was the luxury of being your own boss. But she couldn't leave the entire Inn to Sookie and Michel for any longer, she'd be lucky if they still had guests left when she got back. She was nervous about going in. It was going to be close to impossible to keep it from Sookie that she was pregnant, but she and Luke had agreed to tell no one, excluding Rory, for a little while longer.

Rory.

There was another thought. They were going to tell her tonight after they got back from a "date" that Luke had planned. Lorelai knew she was going to insist that she wanted to come home and see her, but she'd some how convince her to wait until the weekend. Midterms were approaching for her and she needed as much study time as possible. She wouldn't have even considered telling her until after midterms, but the longer she waited the more it was killing her to talk to her and not tell her. So she'd asked Luke what he thought and he said to go ahead, but to make sure she knew not to tell anyone and that she would stay at school until the weekend.

Luke got out of the shower a few minutes later and found Lorelai snacking on some crackers in the kitchen.

"Feeling better?" he asked. She nodded.

"I brushed my teeth with the toothbrush I left in Rory's bathroom…kiss." She said standing on her tiptoes and planting a kiss square on his lips. "This kid is an early riser, guess it takes after its daddy" she said, absently running her hand across her midsection. Luke smiled and put his hand on top of hers and kissed her forehead. He made himself some tea and a bagel and sat down across from Lorelai, who was eating her crackers still and drinking orange juice.

"I think I'm getting used to this no caffeine thing" she said, taking a sip of her orange juice.

"Good, then maybe after the baby's born you'll continue in this healthy path." Luke teased, knowing full well that after the kid was born she'd go straight back to her coffee and Red Vines for breakfast. She made a face at him and he finished his bagel and put his dishes in the sink.

"I've gotta go, we're still on for tonight right?" he asked, pulling her up from her chair and putting his arms around her waist.

"You bet." She said smiling and putting her arms around his neck. "You in a suit, I wouldn't miss it."

He rolled his eyes and dipped his head down and kissed her soundly. They stood there for a good minute and a half in a complete lip lock, until he pulled back and pecked her on the lips and then on the nose and pulled away.

"I'll see you at seven. Love you." He called behind him as he left the house.

"Love you too!" she called as she went upstairs to get dressed for work.

She arrived at the Dragonfly thirty-five minutes later, ready to face the firing squad. She tugged on her jacket a little as she went inside, knowing it looked a little snug across her chest, even more than it used to.

"Oh Lorelai, good. I thought you'd died. But of course since you "own" this humble money pit, you can just take time off whenever you want and leave the real work to the minions." She heard an irritated voice say behind her.

"Michel, I missed you." She called as she went into the kitchen. "Sook!" she called as she went in the kitchen. She was suddenly pummeled from behind by a very excited and very pregnant Sookie.

"TELL ME EVERYTHING!" she squealed as she hugged Lorelai and bounced up and down a little.

The day was spent gushing about how she and Luke had reconciled to Sookie, and not much else. Of course, she left out a few minor details and embellished some spots a little more, but by the grace of God she managed not to spill the beans, and Sookie hadn't noticed that Lorelai wasn't drinking coffee. Five-thirty rolled around and Lorelai made her exit from the inn and drove towards home to get ready for her "date" with Luke.

She had laid out a dress on her bed that morning after Luke had left to wear for the evening. It was her favorite "little black dress", but was appropriate for the cold temperatures outside. It was floor length, with a slit up to her thigh (okay, so maybe not that practical for the temperature) and a neckline that showed off her more voluptuous than usual cleavage. She had her hair in loose curls around her shoulders, and no jewelry other than the small diamond stud earrings Luke had given her the previous Christmas. She grabbed her purse and stuck her feet in her shoes (black stilettos, of course) as she heard the doorbell ring. She went as quickly as her shoes would allow down the stairs and opened the door to find Luke, dressed to the nines.

Luke's jaw almost hit the floor when she opened the door. He'd known she was going to dress very nicely, after all he had told her to and she would have anyway, but she looked amazing. His eyes traveled from the top of her head to her shoes, lingering only for a second longer on her cleavage. He'd known that her…assets…had been getting a bit larger due to the pregnancy, but this dress made her look like Pam Anderson…not that he minded. He glanced down at the bouquet of flowers he had in his hand and handed them to her.

When she saw his eyes linger at her chest, she smirked and resisted the urge to smack him. When he brought his eyes back up to meet hers, the intense blue of them showed nothing but love. He broke the contact to glance down at the flowers in his hand, and she followed his gaze. When she saw the flowers, her eyes welled up and she put her hand semi over her mouth. He was holding the biggest bouquet of long stemmed red roses that she'd ever seen in her life.

"Luke…you didn't have to…" she stammered, unsure of what to say exactly.

"Hush. Yes I did." He said, taking one of her hands with his free one. He could see that she was trying to count them. "There's 36. One for every time I found myself thinking that I'd rather be with you today. Of course, I would have gotten more because I thought about you all the time…but the florist only had 36."

"It's perfect." She said, a single tear slipping down her cheek. She brushed it away and he handed her the flowers. She reached up and kissed him softly, and then went and put the flowers in a vase in the kitchen before they left.

They drove to Hartford in silence, Lorelai was still unsure as to where they were going, but she vaguely remembered some of the sites along the way. She got her answer when Luke stopped the truck in front of Sniffy's Tavern, the place where they'd shared their first official date so long ago.

"Luke…"she started, tears welling up again.

"I thought it'd be the perfect place to celebrate. I realize we're both a little over dressed, but I changed my mind after I picked you up as to where I was going to take you. I hope the change of plans is okay." He said, getting out and opening her door for her.

"It's perfect." She said, letting him slip his arm around her waist. He opened the door for her and when she stepped inside the place was almost empty. A few patrons lingered at various tables and a family of four sat near the front. The hostess took their name and said it'd be a five to ten minute wait because they'd have to finish cleaning the tables, but as soon as Maisie rounded the corner and caught sight of Luke she bustled them over to a more private corner booth.

"Why Lucas Danes! I haven't seen you this dressed up since…well I don't think I've ever seen you this dressed up! And Lorelai, dear, you look just beautiful! Must be a special night for the two of you to get all dressed up and come out and see us! Buddy! Lucas and Lorelai are here!" she called back into the kitchen. "Bring the champagne!"

"No Maisie, no champagne." Luke said, catching Lorelai's eye and wondering how they were going to get out of this one. She mouthed "it's okay" to him and smiled. It couldn't hurt if the two of them knew, after all they didn't know anyone back in town really…and if they did they didn't keep in contact with them anymore.

"Lucas, you have to have champagne on a date. I've told you that time and time again. Especially on a night as special as this one." Maisie said. "BUDDY!" she screamed.

"No, Maisie. No champagne. Lorelai can't have any." Luke said, hoping Maisie would get the drift.

"Why Lucas, of course she can. It's not nice to tell a woman what she can and can't have!" Maisie said, shooting Luke a dirty look.

"No, Maisie, it's okay. I really can't have any tonight…or for the next 9 or so months actually." Lorelai said, smiling at the chatty old broad.

Maisie looked perplexed for a minute and then looked at Lorelai, and then Luke, and back to Lorelai again before her mouth dropped open and her hands clasped in front of her.

"BUDDY! GET OUT HERE RIGHT NOW!" she screamed, pulling Luke up out of his seat, and wrapping him in a huge hug and kissing him sloppily on the cheek.

"Maisie! Get off the poor boy! He's on a date with her not you!" Buddy said, pulling Maisie off of Luke when he walked up to witness the event.

"It's okay Buddy." Lorelai said smiling.

"Speak for yourself." Luke said, wiping his cheek with his palm and rubbing it on his pants.

"Now what was all that commotion about for crying out loud? I think you scared half the customers." Buddy demanded, hands on his hips.

Maisie had tears in her eyes as she smiled and clapped her hands. "Well, looks like our little Lucas is gonna be a daddy!" Buddy stopped cold and looked at Luke.

"This true young man?" he asked.

"Afraid so." Luke said, smiling at Lorelai.

"Well I'll be damned!" Buddy said, pulling Luke up again and hugging him, slapping him on the back. Luke looked a little uncomfortable but hugged him back. Maisie, on the other hand, was busy pulling Lorelai up out of the booth as well.

"I never would have guessed just looking at you! Gah, to be young again and look like that…I mean hell! I was young and I never looked like you do and I wasn't pregnant!" Maisie said, patting Lorelai's stomach, making her look just a little uncomfortable. Maisie smiled and hugged Lorelai, a gesture she was more used to so she hugged her back willingly.

After a few more minutes of shared excitement and hugs and the proclamation that their dinner was free, to which Luke protested, Maisie asked the inevitable question.

"So, when's the wedding?"

Luke looked at Lorelai, the color slowly draining from his face, begging her to answer that with his eyes. She swallowed hard and smiled at Maisie.

"There's not going to be one, not for now. This wasn't exactly…planned…so we decided that it wasn't a good idea to rush into anything especially when there's going to be a child involved. If it happens, it happens. Which, judging from how things are going there's a good chance it will. But I didn't want him to marry me just because I got pregnant." Lorelai said glancing at Luke, who's color had returned slightly.

"Well, I guess that makes sense." Buddy said, breaking the silence that had hung in the air after Lorelai had finished. "Come on Maisie, lets leave these two to their dinner. Congratulations you two, really." He said, ushering Maisie off towards the kitchen. She smiled at the couple and then started animatedly talking to Buddy.

"Dodged that bullet. That could have been a lot uglier" Lorelai said, reaching out and squeezing Luke's hand.

"So you're sure you want to keep explaining it that way? You don't just want to go ahead and say we're getting married?" Luke said, a little hopeful sounding.

"Luke. I want to marry you, I do. Just not right now. I don't think it's right just to rush and get married just because you got me pregnant. It's not the smartest thing to do. Trust me. I love you, let's just wait a little while okay?" She said, pleading with him not to get upset.

"If that's what you want, it's what I want." Luke said, covering her hand with his and squeezing it softly.

"Good, now lets eat. I'm starved." Lorelai said, smiling and picking up her fork to delve into the spaghetti that had just arrived.