A/N: Gilmore Girls A Year in the Life Spoiler warning! Lol Also, I am writing more in line with a screenplay. So, this will be heavy on dialogue. I am just too lazy to put it into screenplay format. XD
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"Mom?" Rory asked nervously.
"Yeah?"
"I'm pregnant."
Lorelai let out a gasp and almost dropped her champagne. "Pregnant? Like pregnant with a small human, pregnant?"
"Well after that night with the Wookie, the species might be in question," Rory sassed. "Yes. Small human."
"I'm sorry," Lorelai breathed collecting herself. "I...kid...is this a good thing?"
Rory met her mother's blue eyes, hers filling with tears. "I don't know."
Without another word Lorelai took her daughter in her arms and held on tight as Rory began to openly cry. "I'm so stupid mom."
"Shhh."
"You raised me to have a different life. To not repeat what happened to you and here I am pregnant with a soon to be married playboy who lives halfway around the world."
Lorelai sat back, placing her hands firmly on her daughter's shoulders. "Listen to me. I raised you to be human. And in no way was your father a playboy, no matter what he says."
Gently she wiped her daughter's tears. Together they sat in a unfamiliar moment of silence.
"Does Logan know?"
Rory shook her head.
"Are you going to tell him?"
"I'm not even sure if I'm going to keep it."
"Okay," Lorelai breathed. "So...what now?"
"Nothing," Rory said, getting to her feet. "At least for me. Right now anyway. I'm sorry...I should've waited. Today is your day."
oOoOoOo
People danced and sang along to the music that played in the town square. Luke and his bride were sitting in a corner happily watching the guests enjoy the party as the sun set behind them. A cool breeze began to roll through the mountains and made Rory shiver as she sat on the gazebo steps smiling.
"Cold?" Jess asked.
"No."
"Good," he smirked. "Because I'm freezing and my chivalry quota was reached about ten minutes ago."
She softly smiled.
"You okay there?"
"Of course. My mother is happy. Luke is happy. Call me a Pharrell song."
Jess sat next to her and took his leather jacket off and placed it on her shoulders.
"I'm fine," she laughed.
"I had a sudden hot flash. I am getting up there in age."
She nudged him with her shoulder. He smiled at her and then looked back down at the crowd. Two dark haired boys came running through, grasping phones right in front of them
"Mama!" Steve yelled to Lane who was singing along to the music. "There's a Snorlax!"
Lane squealed and dove her hand into her pocket pulling out her phone. "Did you tell dad?"
Rory shook her head. "Lane, I said I would never judge your parenting techniques. But, even I have to intervene about this."
"Look, judgy mcjudgerson," Lane huffed. "This game gets my boys out of the house and it is something they are willing to do with me and Zach. You wouldn't understand how much of a gift that is because you aren't a parent."
The words shot through Rory and her eyes filled with tears. Trying to stifle a cry, she covered her mouth and hurried away.
"Rory?" Lane called in shock. Her eyes locked with Jess and he nudged his head for her to follow her friend. Lane began to go, then quickly handed her phone to Jess. "Catch that Snorlax or I will kill you. Teach him to be the very best, boys."
"Yes mama!" The twins cried out with a salute.
Finally, Lane caught up with Rory who was wiping her eyes down Peach Street.
"Rory, what's wrong? I was too harsh right? Zach says I am too harsh. My petite stature makes people think I am more spunky than I really am or twelve."
"No," Rory sighed. "It's not you...it's me. I...okay we are adults right?"
"Well, my clothing choices sometimes question that, but yes."
"Then, me asking you to pinky promise something is beneath us now...right?"
"Never!" Lane gasped. " A pinky promise is a staple in a true friendship, no matter what age, like binging Netflix until 4 am or starting a Twitter war on your besties behalf. Which I still don't regret by the way."
"Okay," Rory said with a deep breath, holding up her pinky.
Lane took her best friends finger in hers.
"I'm pregnant."
Lane screamed loudly then clamped her hand over her mouth.
"It's not exactly a great thing."
"It isn't?"
"No," Rory declared beginning to pace. "I'm not in a healthy relationship with Logan, who is about to get married. I don't have a steady job and I am not sure if I want it."
"Okay," Lane nodded. "Well...whatever you choose to do, I am here."
"How do I keep getting myself into these stupid relationships? I was the other woman with Dean. I'm the other woman with Logan. Hell, I kissed Jess when I was still with Dean."
"You were sixteen."
"And I'm thirty-two now!" Rory huffed. "I should know better by now. But I don't. I just keep re enacting episodes of Girls but I don't get to sleep with Kylo Ren!"
"Do you want to sleep with him?"
"Well, the sexual tension with Rey was very palpable and why am I talking about Kylo Ren!?"
Lane shrugged.
"I need a drink," Rory growled. "But...I can't...if I am wanting to be a good mother. But how can I be a good mother? I'm Hester Prynne without the fancy monogram."
Lane took her friend's hands in hers. "It's going to be fine."
"Will it?" Rory whimpered her eyes getting glassy again.
"Yes , because if you choose to be a mother. You had a hell of a role model."
Rory nodded, slightly smiling. "Yeah. I did."
With a deep breath Rory wiped her face again.
"Wanna head back?" Lane asked.
Rory nodded as Lane and her hooked arms. "Probably should return Jess's jacket."
"Hold on to it for a little," Lane said with slitted eyes. "If he didn't catch number one forty three, I will need to make him pay."
"Noted."
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AN: References : Star Wars, Pokémon Go, Girls, The Scarlet Letter, Netflix, Twitter, 'Happy' by Pharell,