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Chapter 4.

Rory sat back with a shock going up to her spine and reaching her brain. She closed her eyes and tried to soak that piece of information in.

"Mom…please tell me it's Luke's." She said rubbing her temple with her finger. She sighed.

"It is." Lorelai looked down at the table in response to Rory's reaction. She wasn't smiling anymore. "Kiddo…you know I love Luke, and I shouldn't have let this happen but it has…and all we can do is welcome it." She tried to lift Rory's spirits but was failing. Rory got up and went to her room. She sat on the bed and crashed on all of her pillows. "I need to talk to someone." She whispered silently to herself. She called up Lane.

"Hello?" that familiar voice echoed through the phone.

"You're not going to believe what just happened. It can't be real…" She was about to go off on a tangent. Lane found the comfortable spot on her bed, certain that Rory was just going to vent.

"Its okay, you know…" Lane started.

" No…my Mom's pregnant." Then the line went dead silent.

"What. Not your mom. Not…the fun mom…wait…" Lane embarrassingly pointed out.

"Well, yeah." Rory said on the verge of tears.

" How far along?" she tried to divert the situation away from getting angry.

"I don't know. I just can't believe she'd do that. She's my Mom. She's not supposed to be that way with guys." Rory contemplated.

"I don't know what to say." Lane said shrugglingly. The truth was that Rory didn't know what she was feeling. All she knew was that it couldn't be explained in words. She couldn't justify the emotions she was feeling. Words just couldn't justify it. She could only express it in anger. And so she did.

At school she went to the Library instead of Lunch with Evan. Her stomach wasn't in the mood to take in food. She opened her books and started studying non-stop.

Where could she be? Evan thought as he wandered from room to room looking for Rory. Where would a bookworm be? He then got an idea. He saw her moping in her textbooks. He walked right in and approached her.

"Hey," he greeted softly as he sat down next to her, "What going on?" he sounded more like a little child watching a parent do their job. Rory looked up and her heart warmed at the fact that he had found her.

"Catching up on a few things." She said hiding the fact that she was crying. Her bangs covered her eyes as she patted them dry so she could face him. He was watching her as an invisible tear slid off of her face and onto her book.

"What's wrong?" he scooted closer to her and stared into her eyes.

"Nothing." She said looking in the textbook.

"No," he moved her chair to face him, "Tell me."

"Its really….its petty." She said still patting her eyes dry.

"So? I'm petty."

"Its nothing. Really."

"But its making you cry." He said and scooted next to her and started to wrap one arm around her and wiped a tear off of her face.

"My Mom…well, she let me down, 'kay. That's all I want to say for now." She said quietly crying. She closed her text book and put it in her backpack. She then faced him with his arm still around her and he kissed her softly.

"I have to go." she said looking at the clock. It was two minutes to the bell. She got as he still was sitting down.

He bit his lip.

"Can I ask you a question?" he said not realizing that the bell was about to ring.

"Evan, I really have to go—I'm going to be late. We can talk later, I promise."

He was a little happy that she put it off. More time to prepare.