Disclaimer: Chapter 1
A/N: Sad to say that this is the last chapter. This is one of my very first fanfics I had an idea for since last November and it is now coming to an end. Thank you for everyone who reviewed and for those who messaged me giving me ideas on what to do. I plan to finish at least New Beginning and Going Back before posting a sequel for Start of a New Life. Hopefully by the end of January I will have finished. Because hey, there's a break in school coming up! So, without further ado, here is chapter 14.
Chapter 14: Epilogue
In the year since their graduation, Luke and Lorelai moved into their new apartment on Peach Street. For being teen parents, they were living a pretty solid life, accepting minimum help from Katelyn and William. Luke still worked at the hardware store, only now it was full-time since he no longer attended school. Loreai managed to work her way up to concierge within the first year of employment at the Independence Inn.
Wedding plans had come together fairly quick with the help of Katelyn and by the following August, Lorelai Gilmore became Lorelai Gilmore-Danes. Yes, Luke and Lorelai had come up with plans for the future. Considering Lorelai was nineteen when they married, and they wanted Rory to have at least one sibling within a five or six-year age gap, Luke and Lorelai decided to have at least one more kid in three years-when Lorelai turned twenty-two.
Lorelai hadn't had contact with the elder Gilmores since she saw them in the Italian restaurant in Hartford many moons ago. It's not that she didn't want to see her father, she did, but with Richard came Emily and Lorelai wanted nothing to do with that woman ever again. It was her goal to stay away from Hartford unless it was necessary for her to cross the city line, or if she wanted to go to the mall-which was a rarity.
By her first birthday, Rory had learned to walk and talk, much to Lorelai's amusement at Luke's trying to keep up with their daughter. She kept them on their toes twenty-four/seven but they never complained. They had celebrated her first birthday at the elder Danes' house seeing as there would be more room there for there guests-i.e Sookie, Mia and the Danes family. Rory's first birthday had been a day of tears for Lorelai seeing as she felt her daughter was growing so fast. It started at four o'three in the morning, the exact time Rory was born, when Lorelai crept into Rory's room and held her sleeping baby recalling the day she had been born. That was when Lorelai decided that she would make it an annual tradition. Luke, albeit nostalgic on his daughter's life, wasn't as upset as Lorelai was.
As the year went on, Luke and Lorelai took time to celebrate memorable events like birthdays and their anniversary of when they met.
A/N: So this is where I'm ending it before I begin to ramble on and I'm sorry it's so short. Hopefully the sequel is comings soon!