Disclaimer: I don't own Gilmore Girls. And I borrowed my story title and chapter titles from a Keith Urban song.

Summary: 6.22, picks up after Luke and Lorelai's big fight. She walks away, but doesn't get too far.

A/N: Again, I am so sorry for taking so long to update. It's been a month this time, and I can only hope that someone is still interested in reading this. And I know that this chapter is shorter than usual, so, more apologies for that.

A/N: Thanks to my beta, Filo77.

Chapter 9: We've Come Too Far To Start Over Now

She was all worked up and yelling at him now. He stood up and crossed the room, reaching out to rub her shoulders.

"Hey, Lorelai," he said in an attempt to calm her. "Breathe. Lorelai, relax and breathe. I am happy about this. That's not what I meant. I'm not trying to hide anything." He held her shoulders and could feel her let out a deep breath.

"Luke, it's just…" her voice broke and she quickly closed her eyes, pressing them with the heels of her hands to stop any tears from slipping out. "You wanted to tell my parents right away, because, as you said, 'it'll be worse if we wait, because when they find out that we hid it from them, they'll be hurt.' Well, Luke," her voice was so quiet, he could scarcely hear her. "Luke, doesn't all of that apply to April too?"

"Lorelai…" he sighed. He knew she was right, but he couldn't help the way he felt. Looking at her, seeing how close she was to tears, he couldn't help but remember that fight. It was only a few days ago that she had come to him in tears; and when he didn't react in time, she walked away, and he knew he'd almost lost her at that moment. She had been so sad, so broken, and it was his fault. Looking at her now, he knew he needed to just talk to her, tell her why he wanted to wait, share his worries with her. Because shutting down and shutting her out was not an option.

"Lorelai," he said her name softly, leading her to the couch where they both sat down. "I'm just… I guess I'm just afraid of how she's going to react. I'm not even sure why. I just don't know how to tell her, and what if she gets upset? Then I sure as hell won't know what to say to her. And then she'll spend her whole visit here all upset and she'll go home to Anna all upset and then I'll never see her again."

"Yeah, or, she is a little upset about the whole thing, but you and I talk to her together and calm her down. Or, maybe, now, I know you may find this incredibly unbelievable, but she could be just fine with the whole thing. I mean, this baby is her little brother or sister. Ok, half-brother or half-sister. But still. Luke, some kids welcome the idea of siblings. April might be thrilled to find out that she's going to be a big sister."

The silence was almost deafening. They sat there, neither looking at the other for a few minutes. Luke was stuck on what she had said, about them talking to April together. For a moment, he wondered why he hadn't thought of that, why he had forgotten that she could help him with this. He was trying desperately to merge what had become two separate parts of his life: April and Lorelai. And he was excited about having this baby with Lorelai; it was something he'd wanted for so long, and it was finally happening.

"I know you're trying here," Lorelai whispered. "You say you're worried, and… I'm glad you told me. But…" she sighed. "I don't think we should wait. I think we should tell April before we go to Friday night dinner. And at dinner, we should tell my parents, just like we had already planned. Look, I'm just giving you my opinion, my feelings on this, because we that's what we have to do for this to work. I'm not going back to where I was; I'm not going to hide any time April comes around, and when I have something to say, I'm going to say it. But, if you want to wait to tell her, that's fine. But we do have to tell her at some point, and we'll need to do it together."

"No. You're right. There's really no point in waiting. But, just… If she's not quite so thrilled, promise me you'll, ya know, help me figure out how to… deal with it all." He turned to look at her, his hand between them on the couch clasping hers tightly.

She nodded her head as she leaned in towards him, giving him a quick kiss.

"I'll help you tell April, but you've got to help me tell my parents," she said, giving him a wry grin. He smiled, nodding his head in agreement before leaning in to kiss her, this one lasting a bit longer.

to be continued...

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