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"It wasn't really supposed to happen! I mean he was just trying to teach me how to cook! and he was finished with the macaroni and he turned the stove off and turned around to me and I…..i…I kissed him" Lorelai finished, her arms settling back to her side.

"Well did you talk to him about it today or anything?"

"No. I've been inside the entire day"

"You didn't go to Luke's for coffee?"

"I paid Kirk to go and get some for me"

"Kirk probably told Luke"

"I know." Lorelai sighed. "I didn't know what to say. I mean what do you say after that?"

"You should probably talk to him."

"Tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow"

"And you can talk to Tristan Tomorrow too"

"Why should I talk to Tristan? We're going out!"

Lorelai sulked. "This totally sucks"

"I'm sorry"

"So, Which one of us do you think is pregnant?"

Rory slapped her mom as her eyes got big and her mouth dropped open. "MOM!"

Lorelai laughed. "Okay okay, it was just a joke, jeez!"

"I can't believe you said that!"

"It was a joke!"

Rory stuck her tongue out at the eldest Gilmore. Lorelai copied her daughters antics.

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It had been about a week since both Gilmore's had had their little "rendezvous". Lorelai still had to speak to Luke but Rory had a plan to trap her into talking to him. Right now though, she had to deal with the cold she had been fighting off.

Tristan walked up behind Rory's locker to find her having a bit of a coughing fit.

"Mare, are you okay?"

"Yeah. I just have a little cold. I've been throwing up all morning"

"Then why aren't you at home?"

"I can't miss a day of school! Are you crazy?"

Tristan laughed. "You're sick Mary! You can't stay here!"

"That's what you think" She shut her locker and began her journey to her next class. This journey was interrupted when Tristan grabbed her arm and pulled her into the nearest closet, closing the door behind her.

"Tristan what-"

"Your not pregnant are you?"

"I…I don't think so. I haven't taken the test. but I don't think I am"

"your sure?"

"Yeah"

"Okay" He opened the door and let her out. "I'm taking you home"

"Tristan-"

"Get to class" He walked off.

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Rory sat in her Social Studies class taking notes and silently wondering if she was pregnant. No. She couldn't be. She was just sick. Throwing up was common when you had a common cold. And it was perfectly normal for a Gilmore to want strawberries on their pancakes once in awhile. She wasn't pregnant. She wasn't.
The door to the classroom opened and Tristan walked in. "Hello Mrs. Walker"

"Hello Mr. Dugrey. How can I help you?"

"I need to pull Rory Gilmore out of the class. She's going home"

Mrs. Walker raised her eyebrows and turned her attention to the young girl. "Rory…"

Rory sighed and picked up her books, walking out the door in front of Tristan.

"Tristan I told you I can't go Home!"

"Rory! You're sick! I will not have my sick girlfriend stuck in hell!"

"I am not in-" She nodded. "Oh right. Chilton"

He chuckled. "Come on. I'm taking you to my place"

"Wait, how did you-"

"I talked to Headmaster Charleston. I told him that you were very sick-which you are- and that I needed to take you home right away"

She nodded. "Clever."

He shrugged. "I try"

"Hey Tristan?"

"Yeah?"

Rory sighed as they walked up to Tristan's car. "Can we stop at the market or something on our way?"

Tristan nodded, knowing exactly what she wanted from the Market.

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Rory was sitting on the toilet. Her legs crossed beneath her. She stared at the stick.

NO. This couldn't be happening. Shit. Shit. Shit.

"Rory? Is everything okay? Can I come in?"

Rory wiped at her eyes. "Yeah, Tristan, Come on in"

He tentatively walked in, making sure to shut the door behind himself. "So…."

She handed him the stick and let the tears fall. Finally giving in to her emotions.

She heard him suck in a breath and felt his arms wrap around her. He pulled her to him and carried her out of the bathroom, setting her on the bed and sitting next to her. "Rory, Everythings going to be fine.-"

"Fine? FINE? Tristan did you not see that? Everything is ruined!" She stood up, her arms flailing everywhere. "I'm pregnant Tristan! There is a baby growing inside me! Our Baby! I can't do this! I can't be a mother! Oh god!" She sobbed. She sat back down and held her head in her hands.

"Rory, we don't know if you're pregnant. Yes the stick said positive. But we still need to make absolutely sure. There's a 24-hour clinic a few miles from here. And yes Rory. You will be a good mother. I know you will. And you're right. It is Our Baby. Which means not only is it yours but its mine too. I'm gonna be there. If you are pregnant. I'm gonna be there"

Rory looked up through the tears. "Can we go to the clinic?"

Tristan smiled and nodded. "Yeah. Let's go"

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They hopped into the car and Tristan drove the few miles. It was a silent drive. Both of them contemplating what they should do if Rory was pregnant. Tristan worried about Rory and Rory wondering what she would tell Lorelai.

Tristan signed them in once they got there and they waited in silence as well.

"Rory Gilmore?"

They stood up and walked in. The doctor performed the test and left to get the results.

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"Well Rory, I have some news……."

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xoxox

Mary Jane