The R&R is slowing to a trickle...that makes me sad!

Okay, this is where the drama truly begins. She's telling Christopher right away, but the parents she's holding back on...Chris spills the beans first... This'll be a two-parter because it seems I have a mild case of that horrendous disease commonly known as writer's block! This affliction has gotten me often, but I'll try my best - honest!

Epona - I mentioned earlier, I'm not staying true to the Dear Emily & Richard episode...hehe...and I liked my version better - more risque! Much to my dismay, this fic has been harder to write than I'd have anticipated. It's hard to keep it going, keep your interest and still get the story across. I'll get back into it, though. Promise!

I need your opinion on something. I saw scenes from the season finale - is Rory NUTS...(cry) So I might get inspired to start a whole different fic for that...(cry again) I dunno...since the whole Dean-thing I've grown more attached to Lorelai than Rory, despite the fact that I'm the Rory in a very Rory-Lorelai relationship...but Rory has kind of lost her glitter...then again, Dish won't give me my WB, so maybe I should shush.

Give me your takes & R&R on this chapter PLEASE!

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Lorelai'd had a long night the long before. She'd let herself cry while she fell asleep, wondering a lot of things. How would Christopher react? How would his parents react? How would her parents react? God, she dreaded the day she would have to tell them.

Chilton was a nightmare for days like this, Lorelai had known that from the student body's reaction to finding out that Gilda Franklin was pregnant. Christopher was waiting for her by her locker, probably for their traditional makeout session before class was going to start and they had to seperate. Lorelai gave him a wide berth, tucking her long, curly black hair behind her ears.

Christopher, though, had spotted her from a long way off. Who couldn't with those amazing legs and remarkable eyes? He jogged to catch up with her. "Lore...do you want me to-?" He cut himself off. Lorelai looked pale and sick.

"Lore?"

"Stop, Christopher." She looked at the clock distractedly.

"Stop what? What's wrong?"

Lorelai closed her eyes, trying to calm her erratic breathing.

"Lorelai." Christopher leaned against the locker next to her's, his face concerned.

Lorelai grabbed up her books and slammed her locker shut, finally turning to look at him.

"What's wrong?"

"I'm pregnant." Lorelai wasted no breath in long explainations, she had to have enough to run, and she did. At least, she speed-walked to her lit class, away from Christopher.

Christopher felt the world shrink around him, and, for a moment, he felt sick, dizzy, and trashed. Lorelai's pregnant. The words kept running through his mind, and he stood there dumbly for another two minutes until the bell rang, and he finally went to class.

The entire period, he didn't hear or learn any new Spanish word. He was too dazed, and kept thinking of what he could do, what was the proper thing to do.

He saw Lorelai again two periods later, and it was quickly obvious she was trying to avoid him. "Lorelai!" he called out, trying to get to her side.

"What, Chris? You know I cut it close to chemistry." Lorelai avoided his eyes and kept her gaze in front of her.

"Lorelai, I've been thinking about it for a while-"

"All of three periods. Big whoop." Lorelai's voice came out overly cold. "I had all night. Alone."

Christopher frowned and grabbed her by the shoulders, stopping her and planting himself directly in front of her. "Don't be like that, Lorelai. You know I want to help."

"No offense, but I really think you've already done your part in contributing to the situation."

"That's not fair!" Christopher said in a low voice.

"You want to know what's not fair? Try growing up in that house - the Gilmore household, where everything is perfect. The candlesticks are constantly six inches apart," her voice was in a lovely, perfect sound to eccentuate the propriety of the Gilmore household, "and heaven forbid if someone bumps it to the side a centimeter." Her eyes narrowed. "You know what we've done, Christopher? We've knocked both candlesticks to the floor!"

Lorelai tried moving around him, but he stopped her. "Lorelai."

"WHAT, Chris?" Lorelai was so frightened, but she didn't want to be around Chris - he was only going to worsen the situation.

"Marry me, then we can fix this."

Stunned, Lorelai felt her jaw drop some. She was shocked, and had to blink a few times before the words sank in and she finally understood their meaning. In the true literal sense of saved by the bell, the bell rang, and Lorelai moved past him. "I'm late for chem lab," she muttered, rushing away as the halls cleared, leaving Chris standing alone.

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K. Tell me what you think. I kinda got off on a roll - it was fun! Hehe. K...gimme R&R people! NOW!