Sorry for the long update, I wasn't sure what I wanted to do with this. I hope this chapter was worth the wait, and let me know what you think!

Lorelai lay in her bed a half an hour before her alarm clock was to go off, staring at the ceiling and thinking about the mess that she'd gotten herself into. How could she possibly sleep when she knew that she was going to be caring for Luke for coming weeks? Over the course of the night, her mind hand jumped from emotion to emotion, and she had no idea how she really felt about the subject.

Part of her was excited. Maybe having Luke in the house would allow them both to realize that they could work this out. That was, after all, what they both wanted.

But another part of her was scared. What if Luke didn't want to be in her house, having her care for him, but he didn't really have any other choice? How could she handle it if he was cold to her, as he had been that day in Doose's? She loved him, and she couldn't kick him out, but if he didn't want to be there with her, she didn't know what she would do.

And yet another part of her was mad. How could Michel had been stupid enough to double book the inn? She'd made the reservation for Luke herself, and she'd always been careful not to book even to capacity for fear of another emergency like the fire at the Independance Inn. Although that was the first night she had spent at Luke's...

With a sigh, Lorelai decided that there was no point in trying to sleep now. As if on auto pilot, she walked downstairs and began brewing a pot of coffee. She walked back upstairs and took a quick shower, pulling on jeans and a sweater before she walked back downstairs. She sighed in delight as she sipped her precious caffiene, and knew that if Luke were there, he would have been trying to sneak her decaf at the very least.

Lorelai looked at the clock and rolled her eyes. Luke would be here soon enough, and she still needed breakfast. She looked around the kitchen for a moment before she grabbed a pop tart and walked out of the house, coffee in one hand and breakfast in the other. She started the jeep and began to drive towards Hartford, hoping that the arrangements that she'd made at her house would be suitable enough for Luke's needs.

Hartford Memorial Hospital

Luke shoved his breakfast tray out of his lap and looked at Liz. "I don't want it," he said.

Liz rolled her eyes. "Come on, big brother," she said. "You know that they won't let you leave here unless you have something in your stomach."

"I'm not hungry."

"Then you're going to have to stay here," Liz replied. "And then something might open up at the inn and you won't have to stay at Lorelai's."

Luke considered that for a moment, then took a bite of the cold eggs on his plate, trying not to gag. As he reached for the orange juice on the tray, the door opened and Rory poked her head in. "Hi," she said, obviously uncomfortable. "Uh, I was supposed to meet Mom here, but I guess she's running late, so I can just wait downstairs..."

Luke shook his head. "You can wait here," he said. "I haven't really talked to you since, well, the wedding..."

Rory nodded, knowing that it was hard for Luke to think about the night that he'd lost her mother. "Actually, I need to talk to Liz about something," she said. "We'll be right back."

Liz stood and looked down at Luke. "Keep eating," she demanded before she turned and followed Rory out of the room.

When they were alone in the hallway, Rory began to pace and wave her hands around as she ranted. "I talked to Mom last night after you did and she said that she thought she was making a mistake by letting Luke stay with her. I told her that I would come home for the weekend, and she said that would be good for her. It's also good because it means that I'll be in my room downstairs, so she'll have to figure something else out for Luke, preferably having her bed moved downstairs and then they can both stay down there. I don't know if this is going to work..."

Liz interrupted Rory. "Wow, with that rant, you really could be my brother's daughter."

Rory took a deep breath and focused again. "Sorry," she said. "But Liz, Mom told me..."

"Hey, why are you two out here?" a familiar voice asked and Rory froze. A moment later, Lorelai put her arm around her daughter and gave her a kiss on the cheek. "Hi, hon. Hi, Liz."

Liz looked curiously at Rory, wondering what she had been about to tell her when Lorelai had arrived. She snapped out of it and smiled at Lorelai. "Hi," she said. "We were just giving Luke some time to eat by himself. He's pretty crabby."

Lorelai rolled her eyes. "Maybe if he wasn't so Goddamn stubborn he wouldn't be so grumpy all the time," she said. "Let me try."

When Luke heard the door open, he didn't look away from the sports recap on the TV as he said, "For the last time, I don't want this crap they call food."

"Well, that's ashame," Lorelai said gently. "Because I already have my house all set up, so I guess I'll have to look around for someone else with a broken leg who will actually want to come home with me."

Luke immediately turned off the TV and turned to Lorelai with a smile. "You came," he said.

"Of course I came," Lorelai replied. "We may not be together anymore, but I'd hate to see you injured and homeless."

She had to remind him of that little fact, Luke thought as he slumped back into his pillows. With a deep sigh, he shoved the last bite of eggs in his mouth and said, "There. Can we leave now?"

Lorelai laughed. "Hang on there, Casanova," she said. She held out a bag to him. "I brought you a flannel and some shorts."

"It's the middle of February."

"Well, I don't know how the hell you're going to get jeans on over that cast."

Liz and Rory stood in the doorway, observing the way that Luke and Lorelai were beginning to fall back into their easy banter, whether they realized it or not. With any hope, they would be together again by the time Luke was healed.

Gilmore House

Lorelai parked the jeep in front of her house and hurried around to help Luke out of the car. Rory had stopped at the diner to say hi to Lane and pick up some food for lunch, so Lorelai would have some time to get Luke adjusted.

When she had sucessfully helped him up the steps and opened the door, Luke hobbled into the familiar house on his crutches and stopped in the door to the living room. There was a large bed set up behind the couch, beneath a window. His heart sank as he realized that this was where Lorelai had intended to have him sleep. That made sense, after all. The entire reason that he was staying here was that he couldn't climb the stiars to his apartment.

But a tiny part of him had been hoping that he would have been able to sleep with Lorelai in her bedroom again.

"Is something wrong?" Lorelai asked, tearing Luke out of his thoughts.

Luke shook his head as he made his way to the bed and sat down. "No," he said. "I just wasn't expecting to find a bed in the living room."

Lorelai smiled. "And you thought that matress that we stole from Yale wouldn't come in handy," she said. "Umm, feel free to make yourself at home. I think you know where everything is, but I'm here to take care of me, so just let me know if you need anything."

"Uh, actually right now all I really need is the bathroom," Luke replied.

Lorelai's eyes widened. "Oh," she said. "Well, the only bathroom is upstairs, so I guess you'll have to go up there no matter what. Let me help you."

Luke walked over to the stairs and Lorelai stood behind him, ready to steady him if he lost his balance. When they reached the top, Lorelai headed towards her bedroom as Luke hobbled towards the bathroom. "Tell me when you're ready to go back downstairs," Lorelai said.

Luke nodded and opened the door to the bathroom. As he leaned his crutches against the counter, his eye caught something that made his throat catch. He swallowed hard as he reached for the box, examining it carefully before he yelled, "Lorelai!"

Lorelai rushed to the bathroom, and when she saw what he was holding, her eyes went wide. "Luke..." she started.

"What the hell is this?" Luke asked as he held the pregnancy test box in her face. "Were you ever planning on telling me that you're pregnant?"

Next chapter: Is Lorelai pregnant? I haven't decided yet, tell me what you think!