She opened the door and slowly went inside. She couldn't believe she was here, but it was the only thing to do. Luke didn't like kids and it was the wrong time in her life. She couldn't even bring herself to tell anyone.

"Hello, I'm here for an abortion," she told the receptionist.

"It'll be about a half hour wait, please take a seat and fill out this form" came the reply.

I sat down in a chair and filled out the form, which took about 10 minutes. But as soon as I finished, my cell rang.

I didn't want to answer it, but reached for it anyway.

"Hello?"

"Hey mom," Rory's cheerful voice rang out. Her voice dropped to a softer level. "Hey, I wanted to ask, have you found out if you're pregnant yet."

I'd been able to keep my emotions in check until then, but that did it. I burst into tears.

"Mom? Are you pregnant? Is that why you're so upset?"

I couldn't lie to Rory. She knew me too well.

"I'm at a clinic about to get an abortion," I blubbered. "I don't want to but I don't have any choice. It's the wrong time in my life and Luke doesn't like kids."

"Mom, you need support for this. DO NOT have the abortion until I get there, and I'm getting into my car now."

"Ok," I replied, still teary.

10 minutes later, Rory walked into the waiting room. I was so relieved! I didn't tell anyone, but while I was there on my own, even before the phone call, all I had wished that Rory was there with me. But then, behind her, Luke walked in.

Great. He'd probably never forgive me for not telling him I was pregnant.

They sat down across from me.

"Mom, we need to talk to you." Rory was in her take charge voice.

"Yeah," said Luke.

"We've talked…and we think that you need to have this baby. You love Luke, and this might not be the right time in your life for another kid, but I wasn't at the right time either. Think. What if you had aborted me? You would've missed out on a lot – AND you wouldn't have met Luke."

Her words got to me and I began to look back. Rory growing up…all the movie nights, our time living at the inn, the move out of my parents house and into Stars Hollow, and my first meeting with Luke. I started to cry again.

"Luke, your turn," she finished.

Luke took my hand and we stared into one another's eyes. "Lorelai, I love you more than anything or anyone in the world, no matter what. I know it may not be the best time for a kid, but I would love nothing more to have a family with you. I'm not crazy about kids, but I always knew I'd want a family at the right time and with the right person. I know that person is you, and you know what?" He sat next to me and rubbed my belly. "I love this little one already."

I finally smiled. That did it. I was convinced. I was having a baby.

9 months later

I sat in the hospital bed and held my new baby girl. Luke was next to me as Rory walked in.

"Hey hon," I greeted her. "Come meet your new baby sister Francine Tauret Danes."

She came over and took Francine from me. Luke and I couldn't wipe the smiles off our faces and neither could Rory.

I thought back over the last 9 months. Once I knew that Luke and Rory were supportive and that Luke loved he baby, I had realized that I really wanted this baby.

I had become so excited about being pregnant almost instantly. I enjoyed every minute of it, and I realized why I had been against abortion in the past. I looked forward to being a parent again, especially since Rory wasn't a child anymore.

A month later, Luke proposed, and I, of course said yes. The wedding was 3 months after that, and now we were the perfect, loving family of four: a mommy, a daddy and two kids.