Later that evening:

Rory was in her room studying and doing homework. She hadn't thought about how much make up work she'd have and how much farther advanced her new school would be. She had heard Luke and her mom arguing earlier in the evening, but she couldn't exactly make out what they were saying. It was something along the lines of Luke not being able to have the family that he wanted. Rory didn't really understand what he meant by this. She was pretty sure she hadn't done anything wrong. Her and Jess were getting along better than ever and hadn't said a mean word to each other in months.

She tried to not think too much about it, she was sure it didn't concern her and that Lorelai and Luke would work it out eventually. Suddenly, there was a knock on Rory's door. She closed her book and walked over to answer it. As soon as the door opened, Jess handed her a box.

"What's this?" Rory asked surprised.

"A gift." Jess replied as he stepped into the bedroom.

"You got me a gift? Why?"

"For your first day of Chilton." Jess closed the door behind him. "I wanted to give it to you this morning, but you left extremely early."

"I didn't want to be late." Rory smiled.

"Of course not. Open it."

Rory unlatched the box. "Oh, Jess… it's beautiful." Rory pulled out a stunning silver ballpoint pen.

"I figure you'll be wanting to do a lot of political writing… therefore, you'll need the proper utensils."

Rory removed it from the box. "It's heavy."

Jess laughed lightly. "It can also function as a paperweight."

"This must have cost a whole month's allowance." Rory noted.

"Roughly." Jess replied. "But, I wanted you to have it."

"Thank you." Rory wrapped her arms around Jess' neck. "I'll use it tonight." She added. She sat the pen down on her desk. "Hey, did you hear mom and Luke arguing earlier?"

"Lorelai and Luke never argue." Jess replied almost in laughter.

"Well, they were tonight." Rory stood firm. "Luke's upset over something."

"What's there to be upset over?"

"I'm not sure…" Rory sighed. "Something about he can't have the family he's always wanted."

"Huh…" Jess stood dumbfounded. "Things have been going great for months."

"Yeah, that's what I thought." Rory agreed. "I guess we're being left out on something."

"I don't think he's talking about us." Jess added. "If you've noticed, they've barely looked our way in weeks."

"I have noticed." Rory lowered her head. "Mom and I haven't spent time together in a while…"

A large smile crossed his face. "Well, you do know they're trying to have a baby, right?"

Rory's eyes bulged. "What? How do you know that?"

"Common sense." Jess smirked. "They're going to bed earlier of the nights… not paying any attention to us… they even made a doctor's appointment for this morning."

Rory was amazed at Jess' attention skills. "If you only paid that much attention in school."

"Hey, I'm working on that." Jess defended. "Remember my 3.0?"

"That must be it…" Rory concluded. "They're having trouble with… well… you know."

"Conceiving?" Jess asked.

"Yeah." Rory replied a mildly grossed out manner.

"Makes sense. They're newlyweds. They want kids of their own."

Rory sat down on her bed. "I guess…"

"What, you don't want a little brother or sister?"

"Well, sure… I mean, one day."

"Just not now?" Jess sat down beside her.

"Well, I kind of like things just the way they are. A baby would change things."

"No. A baby would make them happier than ever." Jess replied. "We're not kids, anymore, Rory. We're teenagers. Luke and your mom want a little baby to play with and raise and do all the typical kid stuff with."

"I get that." Rory replied. "I just… I didn't think mom would ever really have another kid… at least not until I was like in college or something."

Jess cocked his head to one side. "You're jealous."

"No, I'm not." Rory quickly defended.

"You are." Jess continued. "You're jealous of a baby that's not even conceived yet."

"Stop saying that word." Rory scolded.

Jess laughed. "Sorry."

"It's all just… it's a big change. Something I wasn't prepared for." Rory finalized.

(Upstairs)

"I can't figure out what I did to deserve this." Luke groaned.

"Luke, can we please not go over this again." Lorelai begged.

"I've been a good guy my whole life. No drugs, no cigarettes, sure I had the occasional drink every now and then, who doesn't?"

"Luke…"

"I've never asked anything from anyone, and the one time that I really want something, I mean really have my heart set on something, this is what I get!"

"Luke, stop!" Lorelai's sharp yell echoed throughout the upstairs. "Enough of this ranting."

Luke stared at the woman. "How can you expect me to just be okay with this? I'll never be able to have kids, Lorelai. Never."

"Luke, you have kids… Two of them! Or do they not count?" Lorelai folded her arms.

"Of course they count." Luke replied. "I just wanted my own kid… my flesh… my blood."

"Blood doesn't make you a family, Luke."

"Oh, God." Luke sat down on the bed and rested his head on his hand. "Not this again."

"Excuse me?"

"Look, I know the story… your real mom and your real dad and Richard and Emily and Trix and… la la la … Well, that's fine for you Lorelai, that all just works out swell for you."

Lorelai had tried to remain calm and give Luke his space. She understood that this was a lot to deal with, she knew how much he had wanted more children. However, he wasn't making anything better by being a jerk.

"Luke, there are other options and they are our only options now. So, the sooner you get over this and get ready to move on, the better. Until then, I'll be downstairs. If you're not over it in a couple of hours, then I'll see you in the morning, but for now, I'm done with this and I'm done with this conversation."

Lorelai grabbed a pillow and blanket from the bedroom closet and headed downstairs.