A/N: Here is another chapter of my story. I'm not going to beg for reviews, like I have in the past, I'm just going to ask nicely for them. So, if you have a few seconds, please leave me a little review. It's most appreciated.

Disclaimer: Yeah, if only plays over and over in my head. I can tell you, if they were mine, things would have been different.

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"Why did I agree to do this again?" Luke asked Lorelai as she worked on pinning the sleeves of the jacket Kirk had provided him for the wedding.

"Because you are a wonderful man, Lucas Danes, and you can't help it that Kirk adores you," Lorelai told him, not bothering to hide her smile. "He might not love you so much if you hadn't helped him find those last twelve Easter Eggs from the Easter Egg Hunt of 2004."

"I knew that was a mistake the second I dropped that bag down in front of him," Luke muttered, "ow! Watch where you are sticking those pins babe."

"Sorry hon," Lorelai chuckled, "Try to stop squirming and I won't stick you."

"I can't believe I'm actually doing this," Luke grumbled again, the fiftieth time in the last twenty minutes.

"Hon," Lorelai started, "it's sweet, really. It's nice that he thinks enough of you to want you to be in his wedding as his best man. He doesn't have a lot of other friends and you've known him pretty much all his life. Just smile and do it for him without anymore complaining. Please?"

"Fine," Luke relented after a minute, "but that doesn't mean I'm any happier about doing it."

"That's fine," Lorelai told him, "Just pretend, that is all I'm asking you to do."

"Pretending I can handle. So this wedding is in what? Three weeks?"

"Two," Lorelai told him, "its two weeks from tomorrow."

"Good. The sooner it is over the better."

"Stop being such a grump Luke," Lorelai scolded.

"Sorry," Luke apologized and hung his head. "I just haven't been sleeping well. I've got a lot on my mind."

"Hon, what's wrong?"

"Nothing," Luke said automatically and Lorelai shook her head.

"Tell me," Lorelai demanded, she stood directly in front of Luke, as close as her pregnant tummy would let her and held on to his forearms. "You have to talk to me Luke, you're my husband."

"It's the twins," he said after a few moments of silence. "I'm scared for you and the babies."

"What? Why?"

"I…" Luke started, the tears pooling in his eyes involuntarily. "It's how my mom died."

"Childbirth?" Lorelai asked and Luke silently nodded. Lorelai led him over the couch and wrapped her arms around him, wanting to ask more questions but suddenly unable to speak. Luke had never really spoken much about his mother, but Lorelai had always attributed that to her passing while he was so young. Mia had told her that she passed away when he was twelve and Liz was eight.

"Mom had a lot of problems when she was pregnant with Liz." Luke started shakily, "her and dad didn't think they'd be able to have any others after her. The doctors told her she shouldn't."

Luke paused and he pulled Lorelai near him, her head resting against his chest, the sound of his heart beating ringing through her ears.

"It was years later," Luke started again, "I had just turned twelve when they found out that surprisingly enough mom was pregnant again. She was only thirty seven and completely healthy. Because of the complications with Liz though, the doctor's and dad were nervous. They didn't expect the baby to make it through the first trimester, but he did."

It was getting harder for Luke to tell the story and Lorelai just held onto his hard with all her might. He needed to tell his mother's story; he needed to vent all his fear and frustration.

"She took it easy, she rested and wasn't on her feet hardly at all for the entire nine months. She wanted to do everything right, she wanted her baby to survive and be healthy. I did so much around the house trying to ease her mind and help dad out. But in the end, all the rest wasn't enough.

"She went into labor four days before her due date. The doctors were amazed how well everything seemed to be going and then mom started loosing too much blood and they couldn't stop it. She drifted in and out of consciousness as the doctors tried to save her and my baby brother. In the end he was stillborn and mom was just too weak from the loss of blood and lack of oxygen that we lost her the same day. It tore my dad apart and he blamed himself for not being more careful."

"Oh hon," Lorelai said, the tears in her eyes spilling over. "Nothing is going to happen to me or the twins."

"I can't shake the fear though," Luke answered honestly. "I was over the moon when we found out you were pregnant. I'd always wanted to be a father and have a child to raise. I missed my opportunity to be apart of April's life and then I was getting another chance with you, the love of my life.

"That night, in the hotel, I was laying there, my arms wrapped around you and the only thing I could think about was the sadness in my dad's eyes as he walked into the waiting room where Liz and I were sitting with Mia and Maize and I got scared.

"That look is something I've carried with me to this very day. Anytime anyone close to me is pregnant and goes into labor my mind replays that day with my mom over and over again. It happened with Liz when she had Jess and then when she had Doula; it even happened with Sookie and Lane, and now you and Rory."

"Luke…" Lorelai began and Luke didn't let her finish, he just kept going.

"It may sound I dunno, stupid, but if anything happened to you or Rory, I just don't think I could…"

"Luke nothing is going to happen to Rory or me," Lorelai assured him, "we are going to be just fine."

"You don't know that."

"You don't know that we won't be fine," Lorelai said. "Things are different now, better technology, better training, we'll be fine."

"I can't help but worry Lorelai," Luke told her, "I just can't."

"Try not to worry so much," Lorelai asked, "that is all I'm asking."

"I'll try," Luke promised her, "but I can't promise anymore than that."

"I know," Lorelai told him, pressing her lips to his. "Now come on, I have to finish this jacket if you are going to wear it in just a few weeks."

Lorelai went back to working his jacket, though both stayed quiet and solemn. Lorelai tried not to think about the weight of Luke's words. She couldn't help but let her thoughts wander. She wasn't sixteen anymore, that she knew. She was pushing forty, she was getting older.

It's more common now for women to wait to have children till they are my age, Lorelai told herself, I mean, Liz even. Liz was my age when she had Doula a couple years ago. We really don't have anything to worry about. I have to get Luke to stop worrying or he'll drive me batty making me think about that.

Lorelai refocused her attention on his jacket, determined not to dwell on Luke's words of fear.

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"I'm sorry Rory," Logan insisted, "I don't have a choice though."

"But Logan," Rory argued, "I'm due in just a couple weeks. I need you here."

"Rory, I would much rather be here, trust me. But if I don't go out to California we could loose this deal and possibly the company. I have to make sure that everything is still running smoothly and efficiently."

"But Logan…"

"I know that this is possible the worst timing in the history of mankind, but I have to go. I have to."

"Can't you put it off for a month, just until after Lorie is born?"

"I don't have that much time," Logan told his fiancé, "if I could I would. Besides, I'll only be gone for three weeks at the most and I can fly home on the weekends to see you."

"I don't want you to miss the birth of your daughter though Logan," Rory argued more forcefully, "what if I go into labor early."

"Then I will be on the first flight to Hartford in the blink of an eye," Logan assured. "Nothing would keep me from being by your side while Lorie is born."

"But…"

"I'm sorry Ace," Logan interrupted, "I've tried everything I can think of to keep me from having to go, but if I want to keep my job and company in tact I have to. I really don't have a choice."

"You'll miss Kirk's wedding, you know you don't want to miss Kirk's wedding," Rory tried. She was grasping at straws trying to convince Logan not to leave.

"I'll fly back for the weekend of his wedding," Logan offered and Rory shook her head.

"He's getting married on a Tuesday," Rory reminded him, "During the day."

"Ace," Logan said, wrapping his arms around her tightly, "you can't even begin to imagine how badly I want to stay with you, but I really, really have to go out to San Francisco for a few weeks. But trust me, the time will pass so quickly you won't even notice that I've been gone."

"Yes I will," Rory fought, "I'll be miserable coming home to an empty apartment each night."

"What if you stayed with Lorelai and Luke while I'm gone," Logan suggested and Rory paused thoughtfully. "You have our room there and you know they wouldn't mind. I think Luke would even fell better having you close by and not so alone."

"You suggested this to him already didn't you?" Rory asked, touched by this planning and thinking of her.

"I might have suggested the idea yes," Logan said quietly, "I would sleep better knowing you were close to your mom and Luke."

Rory paused and Logan held his breath. He hated that it was right now they were forcing him out there. He'd done anything he could think of, short of quitting, to convince them to push the meeting and promotion off until the following month, but the boss didn't cave. In the end, Logan was being sent to San Francisco to deal with a problem that had been developed and contributed to by a fellow co-worker, leaving his very pregnant wife behind. The fact of the matter was, he'd presented his problem to Luke and had suggested right off for Rory to spend some time in Stars Hollow with them while he was gone.

"You'll be starting your maternity leave soon so you won't have to worry about work," Logan threw in after several moments of silence from Rory. "And you'll be able to work on the wedding plans and such. Please do this. I really wouldn't feel right if you stayed here."

"I would feel better too," Rory finally agreed, "Being in Stars Hollow. And it means I wouldn't have to be by myself in the apartment. So, I'll go and stay with my parents while you are all the way across the country dealing with your company."

"Yes," Logan said kissing her lips to remove the pout, "and then I'll be back here in less time than you'll realize and then our little Lorie will make her appearance."

"If I go into labor before though…"

"I'll do anything to be here for it," Logan reassured her, "nothing will keep me from being with you when our daughter is born. Nothing."

"Promise?"

"Promise."

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"Well, that was just a beautiful…and strange, wedding," Lorelai offered quietly as she sat next to Rory in the town square a week and a half later at Kirk and Lulu's reception.

"Was it more strange that Liz and TJ's renaissance wedding?" Rory asked, choking back a laugh.

"Oh," Lorelai gasped, thinking, "That is a hard call. This one certainly had more funny moments but not as many strange characters. While Liz's wedding was very sweet in parts but had some very interesting characters. They are a different, not even comparable strange."

Lorelai and Rory shared a laugh and looked around the town square. Things looked much different now than Lorelai and Luke's wedding only months before, but it was very Kirk. Lorelai caught Luke's eye, who was forced to sit at the wedding party's table a few feet away, and smiled. He returned the smile and winked, causing Lorelai's stomach to flip. Sometimes she still couldn't believe the effect a simple smile from him would do to her insides. He still had the power to make her go weak at the knees and she wouldn't exchange the feeling for all the Jimmy Choo shoes in the world. She blushed and turned away only to catch the tail end of something Rory was telling her and laugh lightly.

She was caught off guard by a voice behind her, "Excuse me Mrs. Danes, but may I have this dance?"

"Why, Mr. Danes, I heard you didn't dance," she responded lightly and Luke's deep laugh resounded in her ears.

"I'm a compulsive liar," Luke answered, just like the night so many years ago that propelled their relationship into the next level at Liz's wedding. "And besides, I'm always happy to have my wife in my arms."

"You are such a softy Lucas Danes," Lorelai teased as he led her onto the dance floor.

"Don't tell anyone," Luke joked back, "I wouldn't want it to ruin my reputation."

"That'll be shot the minute they place Emma in your arms," Lorelai predicted and Luke laughed. "She's going to have you wrapped around her little finger."

"And Will won't be a Mama's boy?"

"I'm perfectly fine having my son adore me," Lorelai said, gently hitting Luke's chest. "Besides, it'll be fun to have a son to spoil."

"These kids are going to be spoiled mercilessly," Luke said and Lorelai nodded in agreement. "Your parents are going to go crazy on Emma, Will, and Lorie. It'll be good for them I think."

"It will," Lorelai added, "and according to Logan, Mitchum and Shira are happily awaiting the birth of their first granddaughter, as am I. Though, I have to admit, it's going to be weird having a granddaughter that is older than my own kids."

"I'm going to be a grandfather," Luke said, suddenly realizing exactly what Lorelai was saying. "I'm gong to be a grandpa."

"Yes you are," Lorelai confirmed with a chuckle, "did you just realize that?"

"Yeah," Luke said, "I mean, I knew that Rory having a baby would make us grandparents, but it didn't really sink in until you said that. Wow."

"I know," Lorelai said, her head lying against Luke's shoulder, "I don't want to be called grandma though."

"You don't?"

"No. I was thinking more like Gran or Nana, something that doesn't make me feel quite as old."

"What did Rory say?"

"We haven't really discussed it actually," Lorelai told him, "I think they should call us Gran and Pop, what do you think?"

"If Rory and Logan are okay with that, then I am." Luke said smiling, his thoughts turning to family. They stood there, swaying to the music, lost to the world around them till they felt someone tapping them on the shoulder.

"Sorry to interrupt mom," Rory said, "But I think I'm going into labor."

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A/N: Did you like the ending or totally hate it?