Disclaimer: I don't own. Except Aaron and Emma. And this baby that Rory's having.

A/N: Well, now you'll get the answers to your questions. That is, if you remember what they are! Also, I gave you a super long chapter. I was going to break them up, but then you would've been left with short chapters and I couldn't bring myself to do it. Anyway, enjoy!

Aaron was sitting at the counter when Luke came out of the kitchen to take a few more orders and pour the coffee. He had put the girls' food on and he was going to be productive while it was cooking.

"Dad?" Aaron asked. "Can I ask you a question?"

"Sure," Luke agreed.

"This baby Rory's having," Aaron began. "Well, it's a good thing, right? We're excited, right?"

Luke wrinkled his forehead, confused. "Of course it's a good thing. And yes, we're excited. Why?"

"Well, Rory doesn't seem too excited about it, but Mommy and Emma are," Aaron explained. "Everything they get excited about, movies, music, junk food and coffee, you and I aren't excited about. So I was just making sure it was okay for me to be excited about this because I wanted to be."

Luke came around the counter and sat down beside his son. "Aaron, just because I'm not excited about something the girls like does not mean you can't be. If you want to get excited about movies, music, junk food and coffee, then that's fine. If you don't really like baseball or fishing, you don't have to."

Aaron nodded his head. "I do love baseball and fishing though. Movies are a waste of time and music is loud. Besides, I do eat junk food sometimes, just not as much as they do."

Luke raised his eyebrows. He wasn't totally certain his son was being truthful. "You sure?"

"Positive," Aaron assured his father. Aaron then bit his lip. "There is one thing though…do you think I could try some coffee?"

Luke tried hard to keep the disgusted look off his face and nodded. He wanted his son to be and do whatever he wanted (within reason). He definitely wasn't excited about this. If his son wanted to try coffee, he was going to let him though, and just hope to God he hated it.

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"So you see Emma," Lorelai was saying as Luke and Aaron were walking to the table. "It's not really lying. It's just bending the truth. It is up to grown-ups, though, to know when bending the truth is acceptable and when it isn't. Therefore, you and Aaron are never to lie and never to bend the truth."

Emma still looked suspicious, but agreed.

Rory looked to Luke and saw him with two small cups on the tray. "Oh, Dad, no! Please don't make me drink from a 'before thirteen' cup!"

Luke had considered this, but decided it was better to avoid another crying spell. "It's not for you. It's for Emma and Aaron."

"Aaron?" Lorelai, Rory and Emma shrieked together.

Aaron shrugged. "I decided to see why it made you cry, Rory."

"Oh, my little boy trying coffee," Lorelai sighed, with her hand over her heart.

Luke rolled his eyes. "Crazy lady."

"He won't like it, Mommy," Emma told Lorelai. "I can guarantee it."

Rory chuckled as Aaron said, "We'll see, sis."

Luke poured the coffee and Aaron rolled his eyes as everyone else's eyes turned to him. He knew they were going to watch him drink his first sip, so their eyes didn't really bother him. As soon as he took a sip, he almost choked. "How can you guys drink this stuff?"

Luke and Emma smiled. Luke was thankful and Emma knew it from the beginning, he was her twin after all.

Rory shook her head at her little brother and Lorelai gasped. "Oh, a son of mine, insulting coffee!"

Emma and Rory both chuckled at Lorelai while Luke rolled his eyes, walked away to get their food, get Aaron a better drink, and muttered, "Crazy women."

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"Mom, I really can't do this!" Rory exclaimed on their way to Boston.

Lorelai rolled her eyes at her daughter. For the past couple of hours that's all she'd been saying. "Yes. You. Can. Even if you can't, you're going to have to."

"You can do it, Rory," Emma's voice piped up from the back.

"Great, I've got seven-year- olds listening in on my conversation," Rory muttered.

Emma wrinkled her forehead. "Hey!" Aaron exclaimed.

Lorelai looked at Rory warningly, but understood what she was going through. "Give her a break, twins. She's stressed. And Rory, stop. Emma was just trying to help."

"Sorry guys," Rory apologized.

"Want to hear something funny?" Emma asked.

"Oh, why not?" Rory agreed.

"Aaron and I were talking to Steve and Kwan and we told them about the baby," Emma told them. "Daniel, a boy in our class last year, came up and told us that we were stupid because storks brought babies. I told him that he was wrong and babies came from mommy's tummies. Then I called him stupid."

"And dumb," Aaron added.

"Emma Gilmore Danes!" Lorelai exclaimed.

"Aaron William Danes!" Rory cried simultaneously.

"What?" Emma and Aaron asked innocently.

"You are not to call people stupid!" Lorelai told them.

"Or dumb," Rory agreed.

"But Mommy, he is!" Emma defended herself.

"Yep," Aaron agreed.

"Just because he said babies come from storks does not mean he's dumb," Lorelai told her children. "Some parents tell their kids that."

"Why?" Emma asked.

Rory laughed. "Because they don't have any little brothers or sisters."

"But that's not the only reason we say he's stupid," Aaron told them. "I sat beside him last year in school and he got a B on his English homework!"

Rory closed her eyes, bit her lip and tried hard not to laugh. The twins were so smart and so young; they didn't really understand that other kids weren't Ivy League bound like they were. Rory planned to listen intently to what her mother was going to say, because (not caring about being modest in her own head) she was sure she was going to have to explain this to a child of her own one day. Then again…she could always refer her kid over to Lorelai or the twins.

Lorelai sighed when she saw the amused look on Rory's face. Looks like she was on her own on this one. "Emma, Aaron, you two are very smart. I understand that you've never gotten a B on anything, and that's one of the reasons I know you two are going to end up in an Ivy League school someday. Having said that, there are other children who aren't going to end up in such a school."

"Especially in Stars Hollow Elementary," Rory cut in. "When you go to a prep school that will be a completely different story. I felt horribly inept my first few days at Chilton."

"Those other kids, who aren't going to go to an Ivy League school, are not stupid," Lorelai continued. "Maybe English isn't Daniel's best subject. He might be marvelous at history though. Every child is good at something, regardless of who they are and regardless of what school they go to. There are just some kids, who are good at everything. If you are one of those kids who are good at everything, it is very important to not flaunt it."

Rory laughed. "Remember Paris? She was one of those kids who flaunted how good she was at everything."

The twins gasped. They liked Paris and everything, but they were never sure how Rory managed to be such good friends (if that's what you could call it) with her.

Emma spoke for both of them. "We don't want to end up like her."

"I guess Daniel isn't that dumb," Aaron decided.

"Or stupid," Emma added. She looked at Aaron. "We should probably apologize to him when we get back home."

Rory sighed. "Well, that'll be a bit harder when I have to explain that to my kid. My kid won't know Paris!"

"You'll just have to introduce him," Lorelai told her daughter.

"Him?" Rory questioned.

"Him, her," Lorelai mused. "Whatever."

"You've really got to get them into Hartford Prep," Rory whispered, not wanting the twins to hear.

"We're working on it," Lorelai assured her daughter.

"Boston!" Emma squealed from the backseat, seeing the sign. "We're here!"

Rory gasped in a breath and Lorelai rolled her eyes. "You did tell Jess we were coming?"

"Of course, Mom," Rory told her mother. "He told me to call when we got closer and he'd be waiting."

"Looks like you'd better call," Lorelai said.

Rory swallowed and hit number 4 on her phone that being the speed dial for her husband's cell phone.

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"Wow," Emma breathed getting out of the car. "It's beautiful."

Aaron glanced around. "It's not too shabby."

"I'd have to agree with you there, midgets," Jess said, coming up behind them.

"Hey, Jess," Aaron greeted him.

Rory walked over and kissed her husband's cheek, but didn't say anything. She was sure if she did, one of the many butterflies that seemed to be overtaking her stomach would fly out of her mouth. There were so many, she was sure they all couldn't be contained to her stomach.

Jess didn't think Rory's lack of greeting was too unusual, they were going to be alone in just a few minutes anyway; he hardly thought Emma would want to wait much longer to have a look around Harvard's campus.

"Lorelai," Jess greeted her. "Luke didn't come?"

"He had to run the diner," Lorelai told her son-in-law. "Anyway, we're only staying two days."

Jess nodded. "Makes sense."

Emma was bouncing on the balls of her feet. "Mommy, can't we please look around! Now! Please!"

"I don't even get a greeting from you?" Jess asked Emma, pretending to be affronted.

"Hi," Emma greeted him distractedly, not even looking at him, still taking in the sights of Harvard.

Lorelai, Jess and even Rory chuckled at the girl's enthusiasm about Harvard, and lack of it for anything else.

"I didn't arrange for a guide or anything," Jess told Lorelai. "Rory told me the midgets were coming and I did think about it, but then I thought the guides might hang up on me when I told them they would be escorting around two seven year olds."

Lorelai nodded. "That's probably for the best. I took Rory around here once, I'm sure I can remember the basics. I'll even take some pictures again!"

Rory rolled her eyes. "You know, the Harvard squirrel, sitting on the Harvard rock."

"Don't forget the one of my finger!" Lorelai laughed along with her daughter. She wanted to distract her for a few more minutes at least. She knew how nervous her daughter was and wanted to provide a bit of comic relief for her before she had to tell Jess the news. "When we show these pictures to Mom we want to make sure she feels as though she's right inside my finger."

"Slides, Mom, slides," Rory corrected good-naturedly. "We don't need her just flipping through pictures. We have to explain them!"

"Mommy!" Emma exclaimed tired of waiting. "Please!"

Lorelai shook her head in amusement and took one of the twin's hands in each of hers. "I'll see you two later."

"Bye," Rory and Jess replied. Jess grabbed Rory's hand. "I've missed you."

Rory tried hard for a smile. She wasn't sure it was her best, but there was something. "I've missed you, too."

"What's wrong?" Jess asked Rory.

"What makes you think something's wrong?" Rory asked Jess.

Jess studied his wife. He could tell something was off, but he wasn't sure what it was. They were coming up on a coffee kiosk, and he slowed. "Maybe you'll tell me after I buy you some coffee?"

"I don't want any," Rory answered automatically. She'd had her Luke cup before they left that morning and she had a thermos filled with her home coffee, which she finished about halfway through the drive. She was so used to only having two cups that she automatically answered him with a no.

Jess' mouth dropped open almost of its own accord. "Now I know something's wrong. What's up?"

"Can we go to your room and we'll talk?" Rory asked. She didn't really want to have this conversation in the middle of a sidewalk at Harvard.

Jess nodded, took her hand and began to walk rather quickly. Rory sighed. She wished he would slow up a bit. She supposed he wanted to know what was wrong just as much as she wished she didn't have to tell him.

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Rory was biting her lip furiously by the time they reached Jess' dorm room. Rory did manage a smile though. "This is the same dorm my mom took a picture of when we came down here. She said it was going to be mine."

Jess smiled. "That definitely sounds like your Mom. I have a feeling she would've made it yours if you had gone here."

"It's possible, at that," Rory said.

"Enough small talk," Jess decided. "Tell me what's wrong."

Rory swallowed. "Jess, how do you feel about kids?"

Jess raised an eyebrow questioningly. "I'm not sure I understand what you're asking. I love the midgets, Aaron and Emma are great. Of course, not all kids are like them though. The kids that come into the diner…and the jam hands!"

Rory shook her head, trying hard to not let tears fill her eyes, even though the thought did make her think of a happier time. "You sound just like Dad. He always had a thing for jam hands. He was afraid you were going to have jam hands. I heard him yelling to Mom about it."

Jess looked at Rory closely. "Are you sure you're okay? You're really starting to worry me. Please tell me what's wrong. I promise I'll do my best to try and fix it."

Rory shook her head, letting a few tears finally break free. "You can't fix it. This is something neither of us can fix."

"What is it, Rory!" Jess cried.

Rory wiped the tears that had escaped off her cheeks and looked down at the ground. "We're having a baby."

Oooooh, cliffhanger! How is Jess going to feel about this? Any favorite parts? Any bets on how long it's going to take me to update this time? Haha. Review and thanks for reading!