Author's Note: Set two years in the future, May 2007, this is my idea of life after 'Gilmore girls'.

I'm Pregnant

Main Characters: Luke/Lorelai

Previously on Gilmore girls…seasons six and seven (not really except only in my mind)

Lorelai proposed to Luke, who accepted.

After two months living in her grandparents' pool house, Rory decided to go back to school, but opted to transfer to Harvard after realizing Yale was something she did to please her grandfather. She moved into a Harvard dorm and threw herself into campus life now that she had no one to distract her from her goals.

Despite her mother's constant attempts to interfere, Lorelai planned her wedding. It was held at the Dragonfly Inn on May 10th, 2006.

Returning from their honeymoon in Los Angeles, Luke and Lorelai moved into the house of old man Twickum.

Rory finished her studies at Harvard with glowing commendations and graduated Magna Cum Laude in May 2007. She applied for many jobs at respectable news organizations and accepted an internship at MSNBC and moved to New York.

On the morning of their first anniversary, Lorelai awoke with a smile on her face, but it soon disappeared as a wave of nausea assaulted her. As she lay with her head against the toilet, a realization came to her. She got up and wobbled into the bedroom where Luke's concerned face met her from the bed. "Luke, I'm pregnant" were the last words she spoke before this "new chapter" begins.

Chapter One: What did you say?

"Luke, I'm pregnant," Lorelai repeated to her husband, as she walked out of the bathroom.

Luke stared at Lorelai dumbfounded. "What?"

"I'm pregnant."

"What? How?" Luke realized his words. "Well, I know how. Just, how do you know?"

Lorelai sat down on the bed opposite him. "Well, the last time I ran into the bathroom to puke my guts out before 8:00 am was twenty-two years ago," she explained.

"But baby, how can you be sure?" Luke was hesitant to get his hopes up for fear it wasn't true.

Lorelai smiled. "Luke, I'm sure." She took his face in her hands and kissed him softly. Luke responded by wrapping his arms around her and burying his face in her neck.

"A baby," he whispered.

"A baby," Lorelai repeated.

Later, that morning, Lorelai walked into the diner. Luke looked up from the order he was writing for Kirk. When he saw Lorelai, he abruptly dropped his order pad and went to greet his wife.

"Well, what happened?"

"It's official," Lorelai told him, "I'm pregnant."

Luke whooped a shout of joy and lifted her up in the air. Lorelai laughed. "Luke! Put me down."

Luke set her down and turned to the crowd of people in the diner. "Breakfast is on the house!"

Leading Lorelai to a nearby table, he practically forced her to sit down. "I'll get you some herbal tea," he told her, as he hurried behind the counter.

Lorelai made a face. "I don't want tea. Coffee."

"You're not getting coffee," Luke ordered.

"Coffee, Luke."

"NO."

"Luke?" Luke looked over at her. She was wearing what she called "the puppy dog face" expression. She whimpered for good measure.

"No," he said firmly.

"Luke!"

"Lorelai."

"I want my coffee. I need my coffee. I can't live without my coffee."

"Stop saying coffee," Luke warned, "cause you're not getting any."

"I'll come get it myself," she told him, "you can't stop me."

"Try me."

She started to go behind the counter but Luke stopped her and forced her down on a barstool. "Sit. Drink," he ordered, placing a mug in front of her.

Lorelai picked up the mug and sniffed. "It smells weird."

"It doesn't smell weird."

"It smells like feet."

Luke sighed, exasperated. He took the mug and poured it down the sink and placed another mug in front of her. "I tried."

Lorelai took a sip of the new drink and smiled. "Ahh, sweet nectar of the gods."

"That kid's going to have two heads," Luke shook his head.

Later…

Rory retrieved her cell phone from her desk. "Hello, this is Rory Gilmore."

"Hello, this is Lorelai Gilmore-Danes."

"Mom! How are you?" Rory sank into her chair, excited to hear her mother's voice.

"Oh, I'm fine," Lorelai said, nonchalantly twirling her hair around her finger. She was excited to tell her daughter but enjoyed milking it for all the drama. "How are you?"

"Busy," Rory told her, cradling the phone under her chin as she sorted through the mail, weeding out the most important ones. "It seems like there's a deadline every day around here."

"Well, you know what they say. 'The news waits for no man', or in your case 'woman'," Lorelai reminded her.

"Mom, did you call for a reason?" Rory asked.

Lorelai feigned indignation. "Are you trying to get rid of me?"

"No, it's just that I'm very busy," Rory assured her. "So if you can just tell me…"

"Okay, I did call for a reason," Lorelai said, "Although just hearing the voice of my firstborn is reason enough to call…"

"Mom."

"Okay, sorry," Lorelai continued, "I have news." She paused dramatically for effect. "I'm pregnant."

"What!" Rory exclaimed. "Mom! Are you serious?"

"Hey, I never kid about being pregnant," Lorelai stated. "Not even when I was a kid."

"This is great!" Rory continued. "I always wanted a little brother."

"What's if it's a girl?"

"I'll take that too," Rory smiled. "Anyway, Mom, I'd love to talk more…"

"I know, I know," Lorelai finished for her, "you're busy. I'll talk to you later, sweets. Bye."

(A/N: The title of this fic came to me after reading an article where Amy Sherman-Palladino stated that she knows how she wants to end Gilmore girls, right down to the final two words. I figured a perfect place to end the series is with Rory's college graduation which would take place in the spring of 2007, when she goes off into the world to make her mark, leaving Lorelai in Stars Hollow to start a new chapter with Luke. Hope you like this idea. Please review!)