Rory's POV

"Mom, I'm really scared" Brielle said, sounding like a little girl again. I smiled and held her hand, brushing a piece of hair from her face that had fallen into her eyes.

"I know you're scared, sweetheart, but it will all be okay, I promise you" I assured her as she gripped my hand tighter.

"Do you think Daddy's being nice to Mason?" she asked, looking up at me with pleading eyes.

"I'm sure he is, you know your dad. He likes to have his fun, but he really likes Mason" I promised her. "If he didn't, he never would've let him marry his little girl."

She took a deep breath and nodded, trying to focus on happy things. She was starting to lose her composure; it wouldn't be long now.

"Where is he? I need him" she said.

"He'll be right back, honey" I promised her, and then I looked down at my watch and smiled. "Do you know what time it is?" I asked.

She shook her head silently.

"Well, it's 11:54pm on April 8th, and it seems to me that something really important happened at this time, twenty four years ago" I fished, and I watched the smile cross her face as she realized what I was getting at. I crawled in bed beside her and decided to reminisce with her, just like I've done every year at this time on their birthday – this was the first time I was missing the chance to talk to Liam, but he said he understood, because he knew his 'little sister' needed me.

"Twenty four years ago today, I was in labor having not one, but two babies. I had had a whirlwind pregnancy, certainly not without its terrifying complications, and then one day my water broke, at almost thirty three weeks. Now, needless to say, your dad and I were going out of our minds – your dad especially. We had nothing packed for the hospital, nothing ready to go, but we did have your nurseries decorated because that's the very first thing I made sure we did when we moved in. You were born so early, that you came before your baby shower, and we had to cancel! Anyway, there it was, late at night, and I'd been pushing for hours, but I wasn't making any progress. That's when my doctor decided that we should do a caesarean to make sure you two came out safely. And just like that, you were both born a minute apart – at 11:53 and 11:54pm on the happiest day of my life" I said, looking over at her with a smile, and she was smiling back. She'd heard the story a thousand times, and there was more to it than that, such as the scares they gave us that earned them a longer stay in the NICU, but the doctor came in to check on her and interrupted the story.

"How are we doing, everything okay?" he asked Brielle, and she nodded her response.

"Alright, well, it looks like it's the time we've all been waiting for. Let's have a baby, shall we?" he asked, speaking in medical jargon to the nurse that came in with him.

"Mom! I need Mason!" Brielle panicked, grasping onto my shirt.

I chuckled lightly and nodded. "He's right outside the door, I'll go get him" I said happily, and hurried out the door to go get my son-in-law.

Finn's POV

Mason had gone into Brielle's room, and Rory was standing right outside, just in case something happened, she wanted to be close. I looked over at the handsome young man beside me and smiled at the thought: man, Rory and I sure knew how to make some incredibly good-looking kids. Noticing I was staring at him, Liam looked up and laughed. "What, dad?" he asked.

"Nothing, I just can't believe your mum and I got so lucky, is all. You and your sister are pretty amazing, you know?" I asked him.

He just laughed and shook his head. He was silent for another moment, before finally asking a question. "Hey dad?"

"Yeah, son?"

"How did you know when you wanted to stop jumping from girl to girl and just settle down to be with mom? Like, how do you know it's right?" he asked.

I was taken by surprise, since Liam was a lot like me when I was younger – rarely kept the same girl around long enough for Rory or I to be able to remember their names, and it was never, ever serious. "Well, I don't know, really… I just – did. You see, she dated Uncle Logan in college, and I thought she was gorgeous then, but I took too long to come to my senses and he asked her out first. The more I got to know her, the more I wanted to know. Through the years, I got better at hiding the crush I had on her, until one day, after I'd taken her out just as friends, we got a little too drunk and got carried away. And we got you two. And we got some of the best experiences of our entire lives that were either purely accidental, or nothing short of destiny… I – uh – sorry, Liam. I really don't know how to answer your question… I don't know when I knew, I just knew…" I told him.

The story wasn't a new one, they'd heard it time and time again. We were very honest with them about how we started our journey as the four of us right from the very beginning. On one hand it was a way to include them in every aspect of our lives and not keep secrets from them, but mainly, it was a scare tactic! We didn't want any grandbabies before they were old enough and ready to become parents – even though I think we turned out alright, even as unprepared as we were.

"I think I'm in love, Dad…" Liam said, and his words took me by surprise.

"Really? Liam, those are words I wasn't sure I'd ever hear you say. How long have you two been dating?" I asked.

"A couple months, but for me that's a record… Her name's Sierra, and she's amazing, dad. She reminds me a lot of Mom" he said.

I smiled from ear to ear, and suddenly I couldn't wait to meet the girl. I knew she had to be pretty great to get him to admit he had feelings for her, let alone being in love. "I can't wait to meet her, son. She sounds lovely" I told him proudly.

Lorelai's POV

Mom and I walked into the hospital room to meet our newest addition to the family; she was getting around quite well for her age – she was ninety six now – and still living alone. She was as opinionated as ever, but her spitfire nature carried her on through life. She never remarried; she was happy being alone and free to do as she pleased. "Oh, Brielle, honey, you look amazing! Are you sure you just gave birth!? You're simply stunning, Sweetheart!" she exclaimed as she caught a glimpse of her great granddaughter. Rory, Finn and Liam were also in the room visiting with Brielle and Mason, who was doting over her holding the baby in her arms like the proud daddy that he was.

"Thanks, Gran, but I sure don't feel stunning right now" Brielle said with a laugh.

"You look like me, of course you're gorgeous" Liam chimed in and we all laughed.

"So can I meet my great granddaughter?" I asked, kissing Brielle on the top of the head.

"Well… No. I'm sorry, but you can't… That's just not possible…" Brielle said, dragging out her words reluctantly.

I looked at her in surprise. "You're going to deprive me of that sweet little girl?" I asked with a laugh.

"Not exactly… Grandma, I'd like you to meet your grandson… We named him Gilmore" she said, looking up at me with a smile and held the baby out for me to take.

"Grandson?" I asked in surprise.

"He pulled a trick on all of us, it seems" Mason said with a laugh, who was clearly ecstatic. He'd wanted a boy the whole time, although he had been warming up to the idea of a daughter.

"Gilmore Niewald" I said softly, looking into his eyes as they peeped open.

"Gilmore Finnick Niewald" Brielle corrected, looking up at her dad who was trying to hide the tears in his eyes.

"Well that's some name!" mom said with a laugh, and brushed her hand across the baby's forehead. "Richard would've loved to meet you, Baby Gilmore" she whispered with a ghost of a smile.

"We need a picture. We've got five generations here, and that just doesn't happen very often. I'd like a picture of all my girls, and my tough little grandson" Finn said, trying to put on a rugged exterior, even though I knew him well enough to know he'd already melted a few times over this whole experience.

When things had settled down, I looked over and could see Rory and Finn sharing a sweet moment together, reflecting on the day, and their family, and I couldn't help but smile at the way he loved her. Then, I turned to look at Brielle who had Mason doting on her. He took care of her so well, I couldn't be happier. And Liam, my sweet Liam was holding onto his baby nephew like he never wanted to let him go. I just knew that they were going to become the best of friends. Luke and Chris would be coming at any time, and Nick and Annie were flying in from Australia at this very moment; this little baby boy was already loved more than he will ever know.

The End.