LORELAI

It happened two weeks before our fight. And it was like I was in an episode of The Outer Limits. Luke and I were getting along better than we ever had. We were so happy. Miss Patty and Babbette told me that I looked like I was floating on air and I think I was. How could it all change in that one instant? How can it change with one fight?

Lorelai Gilmore sat at the kitchen table. In her hands, she held a pregnancy test that had two pink lines. She glanced at the empty box on the table that told the results of each line. Two pink lines ment she was pregnant. "How could this happen," she asked the empty room. Lorelai knew how it had happened, but she still had to ask that question.

Nervously, she looked at the wall clock. Rory would be here in twenty minutes. That will give me enough time to get ready, Lorelai thought, sobbing slightly, I need to get out of here. Lorelai felt just like she did when she was sixteen. She felt trapped, confused, and scared.

She stood and placing the pregnancy test on the table, walked through the kitchen and up the steps. Taking a right, into her bedroom she looked around the room. "Where is my suitcase? Why did it decide to be a Houdini all of a sudden? I know I just saw it," Lorelai muttered to herself, "Ah, there it is!" She went over to the corner of her room, and removing the clothes from atop of the large case, she carried it to her bed. Throwing it onto it, she went to closet and randomly chose clothing and threw them haphazardly in her suitcase. She was just finishing packing when she heard the front door open and Rory call out, "Mom!"

"I'm upstairs," Lorelai called out. As she zipped up her bag, she listened to RZory come up the stairs and stop at her room.

"Are you and Luke going on a trip," she asked.

Slowly, Lorelai turned and looked at her daughter. "Well, uh, you see…no, Luke and I aren't. I am. Have to. Luke and I…broke up."

"What? Were you even going to tell me? Were you going to tell me that you were leaving or were you going to pull a Ginger Rogers and just waltz out of Starshollow," Rory asked as she crossed her arms over her chest.

"Of course I was going to tell you. Rory, I-I'm pregnant with Luke's baby. I have to go. I can't stay here."

"Woah, woah, woah. Are you sure," Rory asked as she sat down on the bent at the end of the bed, "Why can't you stay here? What about the Inn?"

"Oh, honey. I'm sure. I have to go. Sookie can take care of the inn as well as Michael," Lorelai said, "I will back. Don't worry. It won't be long. I just need to get away. Please, don't tell Luke though. I will tell him, when the time's right."

"Don't play an Anna and wait twelve years," Rory warned.

"I won't," Lorelai said, kissing Rory on the forehead, "I love you." Lorelai started to cry. She wiped them away, but they continued to fall.

"I do too," Rory said as she pulled a tissue out and blew her nose.

"I wish I had a big speech to give in farewell, but I don't. Bye-bye, Rory." Lorelai stood. She grabbed her bag and left without looking back. She couldn't.

That was six years ago. Lorelai had moved to Memphis, not telling even Rory where she had moved too. She had not called Luke and told him he had a little girl named Susanna who was very sick. I need to tell him, Lorelai thought looking at her sick daughter, who was in bed, coloring in a color book. "Why did she have to get leukemia," Lorelai asked angrily. It would take a miracle to save Susanna, the doctors at St. Jude had told her. A stray tear trickled down her cheek.

Susanna looked up from her work. "Are you OK, mommy," she asked. Her blue eyes sparkled inquisitively and she looked worried.

"Yeah, babe, I am," Lorelai replied as she stood, "I'll be back sweetie. Mommy needs to make an important call. You go back to coloring. After her daughter nodded, Lorelai left the hospital room and went down the hall.

Going outside, Lorelai dug into her bag and got her cell phone out.

In a diner in Starshollow, the phone on the wall ran. Luke jumped and spilled Kirks tea. Luke had been on edge ever since Lorelai went missing six years ago. "Hello. Luke's Diner, Luke speaking," he said.

"Luke," whispered Lorelai. He never thought he would hear her voice again and as he waited for her to continue speaking, time just stopped. "It's me. I know it's been a long time. I'm sorry I haven't called. I needed to get away after our fight. I should've called. I should've of told you sooner, but I couldn't. Ummm…Luke, you, we have a daughter."

"What," Luke said as he sat down on the stool by the phone, "I have a what?" He felt as if all of his breath was knocked out of him.

"You have a daughter. Her name is Susanna. She's six and is so beautiful. She has blue eyes, like me, and she had your hair, except it was longer. She's really sick Luke. She's gonna die soon if I can't find a matching donor. I'm scared. I don't want to loose her."

"I can't believe you didn't tell me! Why didn't you? Lorelai, I can't believe this! Actually, I can! Where are you," Luke shouted.

Lorelai cowered and took a shuddering breath. "Where am I? Oh, um, St. Jude in Memphis. Luke?"

Luke had hung the phone up. He stood hastily. "We're closed! Out now!" His eyes blazed with anger and everyone left as fast as they could.

Without packing, or even locking up, Luke went to the airport. He got the first ticket to Memphis he could.

Lorelai closed her phone. She put it in her pocket, bowed her head, and wept. After a few minutes, she stood and went to cafeteria. Getting a cup of coffee and a chocolate muffin, Lorelai sat down a booth. She sipped on her coffee and nibbled on the muffin. Drawing her knees up, she sighed and drifted off.

When she woke, Lorelai was in Susanna's room. She looked around and saw Luke sitting there, fuming. He looked exhausted and furious. He was staring at their daughter, who was asleep.

"She's beautiful," Luke said, agreeing with her words that she had said before.

"Yeah, she is. I am so sorry Luke. I kept picking the phone up to call you and I couldn't. I didn't how to say that you had a daughter. As the years went on, it got harder to pick the phone up and tell you. I knew I had to tell you, when I found out she will die without a donor. I haven't even told Rory that she's sick."

"I know. Why did you leave though? I would've been there for you Lorelai," Luke whispered. He sighed and leaned forward.

"I don't know Luke. I was so upset and scared. I just had to go. I panicked. What are we gonna do now?"

Things were never the same. I wouldn't want them to be. Things are better. Luke and I are closer than ever. We are becoming a family. I don't know how long we will be together or how long Susanna will be alive, but we aren't worrying about the future.

Note: The next chapter will be in Luke's POV. I've edited the story so that Susanna has Blue eyes, now stop flamming me on that one little detail - I want to know what you think of the story, not that I messed one one part. I want helpful critisism.