A/N: I just want to reinforce that all of these characters are OC on purpose. Please don't review telling me they are, I know. Please do review, though! I love hearing what you guys have to say.

Disclaimer: Still don't own 'em.

Lorelai hid under the blue and white covers of her bed, afraid to come out. Lydia and Laura had gone to Lydia's house three hours ago, leaving Lorelai to be alone with her thoughts. She had stayed in her bed through her favorite television shows, through dinner, and through three telephone calls, refusing to come out. She knew her parents were wondering about her, but she couldn't bring herself to go downstairs and tell them. She knew she would break their hearts.

There was a slight tap on the door when her mother entered. "Lorelai, I thought you might be hungry so I brought you some soup."

Lorelai's answer was muffled under the covers. "No thanks, Mom."

"Pie?" her mother said. Suddenly Lorelai could smell the blueberry pie her mother was holding. She could taste it in her mouth. But her stomach was turning and she was too depressed, even for her favorite food. She simply shook her head, and when the covers went back and forth, Emily became concerned.

Emily sat down next to the clump on her daughter's bed. "Lorleai, sweetheart, talk to me…" Lorelai was silent. "Is it Christopher?" her mother sounded genuinely concerned.

"Kind of," Lorelai replied dryly.

"Lorelai, please, tell me. I'll help you."

"I'll break your heart." Lorleai said softly.

Emily pulled the covers off of Lorelai's face and looked at her daughter. "Never."

"I'm pregnant, Mom." Lorelai said shakily and then disappeared under the covers, tears cascading down her face.

Emily stared at the covers for a minute, her mind turning. Her baby girl was pregnant at sixteen. She was upset, disappointed, a little bit angry. But mostly, she was sad. She was sad for her only daughter. Lorelai was the apple of her eye. She was by far the most important thing in the world to Emily, and here she was, hurting and uncertain what to do or who to turn to.

Emily pulled the covers off Lorelai again and looked down at her daughter. She'd turned over to her side, unable to even look at her. Emily scooped her up in her arms and held her close. Lorelai looked up at her mom, surprised.

"I love you, Lorelai." Emily's words were soft and fragile, yet they were the words that would resonate within Lorelai for the rest of her life. Lorelai looked up at her mom and then buried herself inside her mother's grip, crying. Watching her daughter cry, Emily felt tears fall down her cheeks.

Lorelai sat on the park bench, waiting for Christopher to show up. She'd called him that afternoon and told him they really needed to talk. He was still angry with her for breaking up with him, and at first he was very reluctant to even meet with her, but Lorelai had convinced him. She knew she had to tell him, and she had to tell him soon. It was his, after all.

Lorelai felt the bench shift a little bit and saw the shadow of a figure on the ground. She looked over at Christopher with tears in her eyes. He looked back at her. She could see a mixture of sadness and false strength in his eyes. She knew he was trying to keep her from knowing he was hurt. She ignored it and started talking.

"I'm pregnant." She said softly. It got easier every time she said it out loud, but it was still a hard thing to say. She looked over at him. His face was turning blue. "Breathe, Chris." He exhaled and looked straight ahead. She knew he was contemplating everything in his mind, afraid to even speak out loud.

"How? We used protection… We were safe," Chris said.

"It doesn't always work," Lorelai replied.

"What are we going to do?" Chris asked, looking at Lorelai.

"I don't know." Lorelai said, looking down at her shoes. There they sat, a boy and a girl staring at their shoes for an uncomfortable amount of time. "My mom said I have to have the baby. She said I can take care of it, or I can give it up for adoption, or she can take care of it. But I have to carry it to term."

Christopher nodded. "I would want you to." She nodded. "Lorelai, this is a lot to take in…" he trailed. "I don't know if I'm capable of raising a baby… I mean, I work at a grocery store…I can hardly afford a car payment…"

She nodded. "You're not the one stuck pregnant, I am." He looked over at her. He knew what he should do. He should pull her close and hold her. He should apologize for putting her in this predicament. He should say he was going to be there for the baby, no matter what. He should offer to be there for her and the baby. He had gotten her into this mess, after all.

"I'll call you later," he said, standing up. He looked at her for a minute, and then took off running for his car. She looked after him. I never thought he'd be the one to run away from me.

Lorelai opened the door to her house and walked upstairs to her room. When she got there, her mom was sitting on the bed, waiting for her. She sat down next to her mother and pulled the covers up over her, shivering. Emily heard her shivering and quickly gave her the rest of the covers. Lorelai smiled softly and whispered a soft thanks.

"I made you an appointment for next Tuesday afternoon," Emily said, stroking her daughter's cheek. "I got you a good doctor. She delivered you when you were born." Emily smiled at her daughter and kissed her forehead.

Lorelai nodded. "Did you tell Daddy?"

Emily looked at Lorelai and shook her head softly. "No baby, that's your job."

Lorelai sighed. "I know."

"It'll be okay," Emily said softly. "Daddy and I will help you. You won't be alone in this."

Lorelai nodded. "I'm really tired, Mom." Emily nodded and got up, shutting the door behind her. Lorelai sighed and knelt beside her bed, clasping her hands together. She felt the tears fall down her cheeks as she called out to God.

God,

I don't know what to do. My life is falling apart, and I don't know where the pieces are. I feel so guilty…I should never have slept with him; I knew that even when we were doing it; I just didn't have the strength to stop. I don't know what to do about this baby. I can't care for it… I don't want to impose on Mom and Dad. I know I hurt them. I know their disappointed in me…I don't even know what to do.

Lorelai's sobs overtook any words she possibly could have spoken. She crawled up in a ball on the floor and fell asleep. Outside, Emily's heart shattered.