Sorry it's been so long. I've been in Disney World! lol, this chapter is more of a filler than anyting else, even though there's a cliffhanger. I've got a little bit of writer's block, so if you have any ideas for this story, I'd be happy to get your input!

The next morning, Luke was at physical therapy and Lorelai was upstairs, getting ready to head to the inn. She was slipping into her shoes when she heard a knock on the door. With a frown, she looked at the clock and wondered who would be coming to her house at nine o clock in the morning.

"Mom!" she exclaimed when she saw Emily standing on the porch outside the front door. "What are you doing here?"

"What does it look like?" Emily asked. "I came to talk to you."

Lorelai sighed and leaned up against the open door, waiting for Emily to start lashing out at her. After a few moments of silence, she prodded, "Well? Aren't you going to yell at me for something?"

"Honestly, Lorelai, didn't I teach you any manners?" Emily replied with an exaggerated eye roll. "Aren't you going to invite me in?"

When Lorelai stood stubbornly in front of her with her arms crossed over her chest, Emily rolled her eyes again and pushed past Lorelai, walking towards the couch. "Some coffee would be nice," she called over her shoulder.

Lorelai cursed under her breath as she closed the door and followed Emily into the living room. "Mom, I have to get to work," she said. "What is it?"

"You own that inn, Lorelai, I'm sure Sookie won't mind if you're a few minutes late," Emily said. She spotted the pile of magazines on the table and frowned at the title on top. She reached for it and when Lorelai saw what she was reaching for, she squeezed her eyes shut, trying to imagine she was somewhere else.

"Fit Pregnancy!" Emily exclaimed. "Lorelai! Are you pregnant?"

Lorelai sighed, then nodded slowly. "Yes, Mother," she said.

"And it's Luke's baby," Emily stated, more than asked.

"Of course it's Luke's baby," Lorelai snapped. "You want to know what else? Luke and I are getting married. And he's living here, with me. What do you have to say to that, Mother?"

Emily rose to her feet angrily. "Lorelai, I would have thought that you learned your lesson twenty one years ago, but apparently you still can't even be responsible. What about Rory? What kind of example are you setting for her?"

"Rory is twenty years old!" Lorelai cried. "And she's known for a long time that I got pregnant with her when I was sixteen, and I knew that was wrong."

"So you go and do the same thing twenty years later!" Emily replied. "Lorelai, this is ridiculous. I would have thought that you might want to settle down, get married, but I see that you learned nothing from your mistake."

"Mother, I am thirty seven years old!" Lorelai yelled. "I own an inn, I have raised a fantastic daughter by myself, and I'm in love with a fantastic man who loves me back. I'd say that I did a pretty damn good job establishing my life!"

"And now you're going to throw all of that away because you got pregnant again," Emily countered. "At least this time you're marrying the father and taking at least some of the responsibility for your actions!"

Lorelai stared at her mother, having no idea how to respond. She might as well have been slapped in the face, she thought as she felt tears brimming in her eyes.

"Leave," a voice said from the doorway.

Lorelai and Emily both turned, startled to see Luke standing in the doorway to the living room. Lorelai rushed to him as soon as she saw him and buried her face in his shoulder as he wrapped his arms around her. "I'm sorry," she whispered. "I'm so sorry."

Luke tightened his arms around her, understanding that she was upset and she needed him. He didn't let his gaze fall from Emily, as if silently asking her why she hadn't complied with his simple request.

"Leave," he repeated.

"How dare you think you can talk to me like that!" Emily replied haughtily. "This is my daughter's house!"

"And you just upset her," Luke replied. "I want you to leave."

Emily looked from Lorelai to Luke, and saw how much she had upset both of them. Her face softened. "I'm sorry," she said stiffly. "Lorelai."

"Please go, Mom," Lorelai said softly. "I'll call you when I'm ready to talk."

Emily stared at them for a moment before she moved towards the door.

Luke pulled Lorelai close to him for a moment before he planted a kiss on the top of her head and whisperd, "Lorelai?"

Lorelai pulled back and smiled up at him. "Thank you," she whispered. "I don't know what I would have done if you hadn't walked in when you had."

Luke smiled softly but pulled her with him to sit down on the couch. Lorelai shook her head when he pulled her to sit down beside him and sat down on his lap. Luke smiled softly, but asked, "Lorelai?"

"Hmm?" Lorelai replied, her lips busy kissing Luke's neck.

"What are you doing?"

Lorelai pulled back and looked at him. "Kissing you," she replied. "Wow, I must have been doing something wrong if you don't recognize it."

Luke gave her a look and she turned serious. "Sorry," she said.

"Why were you apologizing to me?" Luke asked. "You have nothing to be sorry for, your mom's the one who should be apologizing."

Lorelai lowered her head and slid out of his lap. Luke reached for her hand. "I just…the things she was saying, I want you to know that they're not true," Lorelai said softly. "I didn't marry Christopher when he got me pregnant because I didn't love him. But I didn't agree to marry you because I'm pregnant. I want to marry you, because I love you."

"I know," Luke replied. He sighed into her hair. "I just…I don't want you to feel like you have to apologize for anything. Lorelai, you're the best thing that's ever happened to me and I don't know what I would do without you."

Lorelai smiled softly as she leaned in to kiss him. "You know, I kind of like it when you talk sweetly like that," she whispered.

Luke smiled as he pulled her closer and rested his hands on her hips. "Really?" he asked as he lowered his mouth to her neck. "I guess I'll have to do it more often then."

Lorelai sighed in pleasure as she leaned her head back and allowed Luke to continue a path down her chest. "Just don't give up being the grumpy diner owner that I fell in love with," she whispered. "I'd still like him to make an appearance once in awhile."

"I do have a reputation to keep up," Luke mumbled, sliding his hands under Lorelai's shirt to stroke her back with his hands. She let out a gasp when she felt his hands on her skin, then smiled slyly.

"What do you say we take this upstairs?" Lorelai whispered in Luke's ear.

Luke looked up at her, surprised. "Really?" he asked. "I thought…I mean, it's the middle of the morning."

"It's the hormones, Luke," Lorelai explained. "And he who does the impregnating should help to control the hormones."

Luke smiled as he followed Lorelai up the stairs.

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Half an hour later, Lorelai lay on top of Luke, smiling slyly as she placed kisses along his bare chest. After a moment she disappeared under the sheets and continued kissing her way down his stomach.

"Aren't you tired?" Luke mumbled, sighing through the way she was nipping the soft flesh around his belly button.

A moment later, Lorelai's head poked out from the covers and she smiled up at him. "No," she replied. "Are you?"

Luke shook his head and pulled her back up to meet his lips. "No," he whispered through the kiss. "But it's never been…like that before."

Lorelai smiled as she reached out and smoothed his head away from his forehead. "Get used to it, babe," she said seductively. "It's part of the package."

"I like this package," he said, reaching down to rub a soft hand over her stomach. "Is Baby okay?" he asked.

Lorelai smiled at his concern, reaching down to cover his hand with her own. "Baby's fine," she replied. "Don't worry, you couldn't have possibly hurt it."

"Good," Luke replied. He looked up at Lorelai for a moment, reaching out to take a lock of her curly hair in his fingers. "God, you're so beautiful," he whispered.

Lorelai smiled shyly, burying her face in his chest. A moment later, Lorelai squealed as Luke flipped them over so that he was on top and kissing his way down to her breasts. When he began to trace his tongue along her sensitive flesh, Lorelai arched her back and let out a loud moan. Since she'd discovered her pregnancy, every time Luke touched her she felt a shock of electricity. Now, in bed with him about to make love to her, the pleasure was almost unbearable.

"Oh my God," she mumbled as she threaded her fingers through his hair. "Please Luke…don't stop."

Luke smiled against her skin, but they both froze when they heard the door open. Lorelai quickly pulled the comforter over her and Luke, not wanting whoever it was to see anything that they shouldn't. Luke stayed, frozen on top of Lorelai, his cheeks already flaming.

"Lor? Are you in here?"

Both Luke and Lorelai cringed as soon as they heard Christopher's voice and his face appeared in the doorway.

Next chapter: What is Christopher doing at Lorelai's?