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

A/N: I am so sorry that it took me so long to update. Yes, I know, after 2 months, sorry seems like such a meaningless thing to say. But it's true. I am sorry. I could tell you why it took so long, but I'm sure you'd prefer to just read the story, rather than a bunch of pointless excuses. But, before I get into Chapter 10, I'll give you a brief synopsis of what's happened in the story so far.

After issuing the ultimatum, Lorelai walked away, but before she could get too far, Luke ran after her. They had a huge discussion/fight back at the Crap Shack, and managed to work things out, or at least made peace on the promise of working things out. Luke invited Lorelai and Rory to have lunch with April, and all of the girls were thrilled. Later that night while taking April home, Luke is again forced to recognize his mistakes in keeping his daughter and fiancé separate. Lorelai reveals to Luke that she is pregnant, and is relieved to find that he is elated by the news. April fights with Anna about spending time with Luke and the Gilmore girls, and the young girl forces her mother to realize that there is no way around it. Luke and Lorelai discuss telling both her parents and his daughter about the pregnancy. They come to the conclusion that it's better to tell them as soon as possible, and decide that they will spread the news within the upcoming visits.

Chapter 10: Your own Way of Looking at It

Thursday night, Luke came home from the diner a little before 7. April was due to arrive any minute, and Lorelai was supposed to already be home, but he frowned when he noticed her Jeep was missing from the drive. Walking into the house, he greeted Paul Anka with a quick pat on the head, and headed for the phone. He hit the button next to the red-blinking light, and headed into the kitchen to grab a glass of water as the messages started to play. After a few random messages, he picked up his head as her voice began to play over the machine.

"Hey babe, it's me. I called the diner first, but the line was busy, and then I tried your cell, but you didn't answer, so I figured I'd just leave a message for you here and hope that you get it. If not, you'll probably just end up calling the Inn, because, as I'm sure you've noticed by the silence in the house, I'm not home yet. It's just that the paperwork here seemed to pile up today, and there were some problems with a poultry delivery that had Sookie all freaked out, and after an unfortunate run-in with Michel, one of the new maids quit, and that left us understaffed for the day. Anyways, just lots of little things all adding up, you know how it is. Don't worry about me though, I'll be home as soon as I can. 7:30 at the latest, I promise. Love ya."

He sighed and shook his head. It's a wonder the machine didn't cut her off, but she talked so fast, as always. He wandered around the house a little, randomly fluffing the pillows on the couch and straightening out the magazines on the coffee table. Sitting on the couch, he reached for the remote and turned on the TV. After flipping through a few channels he abruptly turned it off, stood up, and started pacing around the living room.

Suddenly, Paul Anka let out a bark and ran upstairs to hide, and Luke heard the slamming of two car doors outside. Letting out a nervous sigh, Luke opened the door before they had even reached the porch.

"Hey April. Anna," Luke greeted them, opening the door wider and stepping back so they could come in. "Do you have more bags in the car?"

"Hey Dad," April hugged him. "Yeah, this is just my book bag for school, but I've got another bag in the car. I wasn't sure if there was anything going on this weekend, or if we'd just be hanging out, so I wasn't sure what to bring, so, it's kind of a big bag," April explained as they headed out to the car.

Luke grabbed the suitcase from the backseat and carried it back towards the house. He noticed Anna standing on the porch, with her arms crossed in front of her and a slight frown darkening her face. Even as he and April entered the house, she hesitated behind them. Setting down the suitcase just inside the hall, he turned to her and gestured for her to enter, then closed the door behind her.

"Um, well," he cleared his throat and picked the suitcase up again, heading for Rory's room. "Just follow me, the room is this way." Walking in, he set the suitcase by the closet and cleared his throat again. "So, um. This is Rory's room, well, I guess, was Rory's room, 'cuz she goes to Yale now. And um, you know, she doesn't really live here anymore, well, she's home sometimes on weekends, but um, it'll always be her room. Although, this weekend, it's your room…" He was babbling. Luke doesn't babble, but maybe it was something he'd picked up from Lorelai.

Thankfully, he was interrupted by Paul Anka, who came running down the stairs, barking happily, followed by the sound of the front door closing.

"Luke?"

"Hey, we're in Rory's room."

"Oh, hey," Lorelai said, coming to stand outside of the door, with Paul Anka at her heels.

"Hey, I didn't know you had a dog!" April said excitedly. She set her book bag on the bed and moved to get a better look at Paul Anka.

"He's not my dog," Luke answered gruffly.

"Aw, he didn't mean that, baby," Lorelai said to the dog, as she leaned down to scratch his head. She continued petting his head while she lifted up his ear and whispered loudly, "Don't worry, he loves you, he's just afraid to show it." Luke just rolled his eyes.

"Oh, he's so cute. What's his name?" April asked as she came closer and leaned down, patting the dog on the head.

"Paul Anka," Lorelai replied with a smile.

"Like the singer?" April asked.

"Yup."

"Cool."

"Thanks, I thought so."

"Well," Anna spoke up. "I've got to be going. My flight leaves rather early, and I still need to finish packing tonight."

"Oh, ok, yeah," said Luke, ushering them out of the small bedroom and into the kitchen.

After leaving her cell phone number, as well as two other numbers that they could reach her at, Anna reluctantly headed home. April finished settling into her room for the weekend, and Lorelai headed upstairs to change out of her work clothes. A little while later, the three of them were sitting around the living room watching TV. Luke was silent, as usual, while Lorelai and April happily mocked the ridiculous television shows and chatted about random topics.

Lorelai could sense Luke's nerves, and knew it was because of the news that they had planned to tell April tonight. She had already told him that she would simply follow his lead, so she was merely waiting for him to broach the subject. When he suddenly reached for the remote, turned off the TV, and told April that they needed to talk to her, she knew it was time.

"So, um…Lorelai and I kind of need to tell you something." Luke started nervously.

"Ok," April replied, looking back and forth at the adults.

"Well, um," he cleared his throat. "Uh, Lorelai and I are having a baby." He decided it would be easiest if he just said it and got it over with. He wondered for a moment if he should have brought it up some other way, but knew that he couldn't change how he said it now. It was out. He didn't even realize that he was now holding his breath, waiting for his daughter's reaction.

"What? Really?" She looked from Luke to Lorelai, glancing down at Lorelai's stomach, before looking back to each of their faces.

"Yeah, I'm pregnant," Lorelai said.

Suddenly April squealed loudly and jumped up, giving each of them a hug and then standing there with a bright smile on her face. "This is so cool. It's so exciting. Seriously. I've always wanted a little brother or sister." She hugged Luke again, and then turned to Lorelai. "So, when are you due? Do you know what it is yet? Boy or girl?"

"Um, whoa. Slow down there, with the questions." Lorelai said with a smile. "Ok, um, I'm about 6 weeks along, so I'm due in early January. And it's still way too soon to tell if it's a boy or a girl yet. Actually, your dad and I haven't even talked about if we want to know or if we want it to be a surprise." She glanced at Luke as she said this.

"Eh, it doesn't matter to me. If you want to find out, we can, once you're far enough along, but if you want to be surprised, that's fine by me too." Luke said to Lorelai.

"We'll deal with that when the time comes I guess."

"So," Luke said turning to April, "you're ok with this. I mean, you're happy about the baby and everything?" He just wanted to make sure that she was really ok with this. He was so happy about this, and he wanted his daughter to be happy too.

"Yeah, Dad, I am thrilled."

"Well, good. That's good."

"So, um, April, by the way, we're supposed to go to dinner at my parents' house tomorrow. Now, usually, this is just something that Rory and I are forced into, but, you and your dad kind of have to come along too this time."

"Oh, that'll be nice. Your parents do know about me, right?"

"Uh, yeah. Yeah, they do. But, it's just um…let me warn you now. My parents aren't exactly the Waltons. In fact, they kind of make people such as, you know, Stalin and Hitler, look like down-to-earth, fun loving guys."

"Lorelai!" Luke admonished.

"I'm just giving her fair warning!"

"Look, April, ignore her."

"Luke, she needs to know what she'll be walking into tomorrow. I'm not going to lie to your daughter about this. There's no way around the truth here." Lorelai turned to April again. "Seriously, if I could get you out of this, I would, in a heartbeat. But this is all your dad's fault anyway."

"How bad can they be?" April asked.

"April, they're not that bad." Luke said. "Lorelai, stop trying to scare her. Look, April, her parents are kind of…different. But they're not bad people. Lorelai's just nervous about telling them about the baby."

"Oh, they don't know yet?"

"No," Lorelai answered. "But your brilliant father here is forcing me to tell them at dinner tomorrow night. I said that if I have to tell them, than he has to be there. So I had already called and told my mom that he'd be coming, when your mom called about having you stay here for the weekend. And really, we're so happy to have you, but since Luke has to go to dinner, now you do too. And like I said, this is really all his fault. Oh, did you happen to bring a dress, or a skirt, or something kind of dressy?"

"Um, no, why?"

"Well, we sort of have to dress up for dinner," Luke replied.

"We have to dress up to have dinner with your parents?" April asked Lorelai.

"Yeah. Did I mention that this is all your father's fault?" April just nodded. "Um, well, you know what. How about, I'll take off from work a little early tomorrow, and I'll pick you up from school and take you shopping? Is that ok?" She looked from April to Luke and then back to April.

"Oh geez. Do you really need to use this as an excuse to go shopping?" Luke complained.

"Luke, again, your fault," she grinned as she pointed an accusing finger at him. "The girl needs something to wear to the house of horrors. At least she can get a new outfit out of this. So, April, what do you think? Wanna do a little shopping tomorrow? We'll hit the mall, find you something fabulous yet appropriate. Something that my mother won't be able to find any fault in at all. Hey, we can even hit up the book store if it doesn't take us too long to find a dress."

"It sounds like a good plan to me."

"Oh man," Luke grumbled. "You better just shop for April. Please don't go spending all kinds of money on useless things."

"Eh, I'm not going to make you any promises that I can't keep," she replied with a shrug and a devilish grin.

to be continued...

A/N: As always, I owe a huge thanks to my wonderful beta.

A/N: So...your thoughts? Good? Bad? Crappy? Pissed at me for taking so long? It's ok, I can take it, let me know.