Here is the last instalment! I know this has taken me an extremely long time to write, and there was a massive break between updates, but I think it has been a success :D

Thanks for the reviews in the last chapter.

How exciting was Parenthood yesterday? I just watched it online today and I can't believe the bit at the end...can't wait to see what happens there! Just thought I'd add this in, cause none of my friends know what it is so I have to talk to somebody about it :P

Oh and there is a twist in here that I haven't mentioned before in the story, partly because it never came up. It is relevant to the chapter though. I hope you enjoy it, and make it last as long as possible!

"Mom, are you here?" Rory called as she entered the Crap Shack.

"Course I am," she replied. Rory entered the living room to see her mother lying on the couch, a plate resting on her very pregnant belly. "I can't go very far these days."

"Scoot up a little," she told her, wanting to sit on the couch next to her mother. Lorelai just glared at her.

"Don't you dare make me move," she warned. "This is the first comfortable position I've found since three days ago."

"Okay, I'll sit over here then," she answered a little defensively. She collapsed onto the chair and eyed her mom. "So are you feeling any better?" Lorelai sighed.

"I won't feel better until this kid's outta me," she whined, before looking down at her tummy. "What's wrong with you? Just get out already."

"Mom, shouting at the baby won't make him or her come out quicker," she pointed out.

"Easy for you to say," she mumbled. "Leah was born six days early; you're one of the lucky ones."

"It's only been a week since your due date," she said.

"Oh, only a week huh? Gee, that's not a long time at all," she retorted sarcastically. Rory sighed deeply, her mom was pretty impossible to be around at the moment.

"Look, maybe they just predicted the date wrong or something."

"But they didn't," she said exasperatedly, "I look like a hippopotamus, there is no way I'm less pregnant than I think I am."

"Okay, whatever you say," she said, deciding to steer away from dangerous topics. "Have you tried any of the inducing methods the doctor told you about?" Lorelai huffed and crossed her arms over herself the best she could.

"They don't work."

"Did you try the spicy food?"

"Made me sick," she complained. Rory rolled her eyes again.

"What about the pineapple thing?"

"That didn't work either," she sighed. Rory thought before suggesting the next thing on the list, but it didn't really bother her all that much, as long as her brother or sister would make their entrance into the world soon.

"Did you and Luke try know, the sex thing?" she asked hesitantly. Lorelai looked over at her, a small smile tugging at her lips.

"No," she replied. "He's been working late recently, I don't know why." Rory knew why, and as awful as it seemed that her mother was in the house by herself, she understood Luke's need to get away from her. "And when he does get in I'm rather too tired or I've already fallen asleep." Rory frowned, her mom came across as sad about Luke's absence recently, she even looked a little lonely.

"Why don't you talk to him about it?"

"I don't wanna make him uncomfortable," she brushed off. "I mean, sex can't exactly be easy when you're as fat as I am."

"You're not fat, mom," Rory assured her.

"Humph," was Lorelai's reply. Rory looked towards the kitchen.

"Do you want something to eat, or a drink?" she asked. She wanted to make herself busy, rather than sit around listening to her mom complain all day.

"Hmm some of that peppermint tea Luke likes would be nice," she replied.

"Okay, coming right up," she said. She got up and began to walk away, but turned around before she made it out of the room. "I'm sure he or she is gonna be with us soon," she told her, before turning on her heel and leaving the living room. Lorelai looked down at her bulging belly and narrowed her eyes at it.

"You'd better be," she said quietly.


Luke was surprised to find the light on in their bedroom when he returned home a couple of nights later. Lorelai was usually asleep by this time, but she seemed pretty wide awake to him.

"Hey," she greeted him as he stepped into the room.

"You're still awake?" he questioned her.

"Yeah, I took a nap this afternoon so I'm not that tired tonight," she replied. She watched him remove his clothes, before he stood looking at her with his hands on his hips.

"No sign of baby yet?" he asked, and Lorelai shook her head.

"Nope, not even close." After he'd brushed his teeth, he returned to their bedroom and climbed into bed next to Lorelai, eyeing her huge stomach warily. She looked about ready to explode, and he was worried that if the baby didn't come out soon, she would. "Hey, so I was thinking about something," she began, interrupting his thoughts.


"You know that pamphlet about inducing labour the doctor gave us?" He nodded. "There's something we haven't tried in there."

"Really? I thought we did them all," he muttered. She pulled the leaflet from her nightstand and opened it to the section they hadn't even discussed.

"Sex is meant to be one of the most effective labour inducing methods," she informed him. "I was thinking that we could try it, you know, maybe it'll help to get this show on the road." Luke looked slightly horrified, and Lorelai had to admit that she was a little hurt by his reaction. She wasn't that repulsive was she?

"Um..." he stopped talking completely.

"You don't want to, I get it," she said, although Luke swore he could detect sadness in her voice.

"It's just that..."

"I know, I'm fat and repulsive," she filled in for him. Luke creased his brow and sat up further against the headboard.

"You're not fat, or repulsive," he assured her. "You're beautiful."

"Then why don't you wanna have sex with me? I'm your wife, we're supposed to do that," she cried, the tears beginning to run down her cheeks. Luke sighed silently; he couldn't wait for this pregnancy to be over.

"Lorelai, you're nine months pregnant," he began, but was once again cut off by her.

"Nine months and nine days."

"Okay, you're nine months and nine days pregnant," he corrected himself. "It's not that I don't wanna have sex with you, I'm just worried about the baby. He's fully developed now; he can probably sense these things. I don't wanna scar him for life."

"Could be a girl," she reminded him, a small smile sitting on her lips.

"Whether it's a girl or a boy, it doesn't matter." Lorelai took hold of his hand and started to play with his fingers.

"You know that sex doesn't harm the baby at all, they're oblivious as to what's going on." Luke looked uneasy for a moment, before sighing begrudgingly.

"Do you really think it'll work?" he asked.

"Worth a shot," she shrugged.

"But it's your birthday tomorrow," he remembered. "Do you really wanna be lying in a hospital bed rather than opening your gifts?"

"I can celebrate later," she said. "It might be kinda cool to share the same birthday as my kid." Luke thought about it for a moment before giving her hand a squeeze and moving in to kiss her. "Is that a yes?" she asked when they broke apart.

"If our kid hates us, I'm blaming it on this moment," he mumbled before helping her to lie down on her back and moving over her the best he could. He found that from his position, he couldn't reach to kiss her due to her overgrowing belly, so he reared back and looked confused.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"This isn't gonna work this way," he told her, moving to the side of her.

"Then how are we gonna do it?" Luke hooked his fingers into waistband of her maternity sweats and pulled her panties down along with them. He tossed them to an unknown area, before pulling his boxers off and doing the same.

"Okay, lay on your side," he ordered, offering his arms to help support her. Once she was facing away from him, and she was lying comfortably, Luke positioned himself behind her and kissed her neck. "You okay?" he asked caringly, running his hand across her cheek.

"Yeah," she sighed. "Wish I could see you though."

"Just this once," he whispered in her ear before moving his hand over her stomach and down below. Lorelai moaned and begged him for more, and just as he was about to give in to her demands, he felt something that definitely wasn't a normal occurrence. Lorelai snapped out of her seduced state and her hand flew to her belly.

"Oh my god, was that..." She turned her head to look at her husband, watching as he withdrew his hand and eyed the liquid covering his fingers.

"You're leaking," he told her, but he smiled as he said it.

"My water broke," she murmured. "It worked!"

"I don't think that was the cause of it," he said, getting out of bed and quickly pulling his clothes back on. He hurried back over to their bed and helped his wife into a sitting position, before pulling her to her feet and wrapping his arms around her. "He's on his way," he told her, leaning forward to kiss her passionately. Lorelai moaned into his mouth, before pulling away and leaning her forehead against his.

"Think we have some time to finish what we started?" she asked breathlessly. "This might be our last chance for a while."

"Come on, we have more important things to deal with at the moment," he told her. "Plus, you shouldn't have sex after the waters have broken." Lorelai smiled at him.

"You've really been getting into those pregnancy books, haven't you?" she teased him as he gathered her discarded clothes up. She supported herself on his shoulders as he helped her redress, then he wrapped his arm around her waist and began walking them to their stairs. "Luke, we need my bag," she reminded him, looking back over her shoulder to locate it.

"Okay, okay," he said hurriedly. He left her by the door and rushed across the room to retrieve it, before making his way over to her again. "Right, are we ready to do this?"

"We'll never be ready, but it has to be done," she told him before they tackled the stairs and got in Lorelai's jeep so Luke could drive them to the hospital.


As Lorelai was getting settled in a private room, Luke went to find a payphone so he could call Rory. She'd want to be here for this.

"Hello," she answered groggily, and Luke suddenly realised that it was at least eleven thirty at night.

"Hi Rory, it's Luke," he said hurriedly. Rory shot up in bed and switched the light on.

"Is it happening?" she asked, quickly becoming alert.

"It's happening," he confirmed, unable to stop the grin from spreading across his face. "Her water broke about forty five minutes ago."

"Wow, okay, I'll be there as soon as I can," she assured him, already climbing out of bed and pulling a random outfit from her closet.

"Don't worry, I think it's gonna take a while yet."

"Right, well tell her I'm on my way."

"I will, see you soon." They hung up and Rory began removing her PJs, waking Logan up in the process.

"What's going on?" he asked her, wondering why she was running around like a headless chicken.

"Mom's having the baby, I'm going to the hospital," she informed him. Logan sat up in bed and crossed his arms over his chest.

"Do you want me to come with you? You'll probably need some company," he said logically.

"No, stay here with Leah, there's no point in waking her up." Rory finished dressing and picked up her car keys from the dresser. "Bring her by in the morning after breakfast; she might still be in labour then anyway."

"Okay, are you sure you'll be okay by yourself?"

"Mom and Luke will be there," she reminded him. "I'll be fine, I'm a big girl." Logan laughed and pulled her towards him from his position on the bed.

"Call me if it happens before we get there," he told her, before kissing her tenderly.

"Will do," she nodded.

"Love you."

"Love you too," she replied, and then she was gone. She made it to the hospital in record time, seeing as the roads were quiet. Most people were in bed by now. She pulled into the hospital parking lot and spotted her mom's jeep, choosing to park next to it. She rushed to the maternity ward and found Luke walking down the corridor holding an orange. "Luke!" she called, running to catch up with him.

"Rory," he replied. She threw her arms around him and he hugged her awkwardly, before they resumed their walk to Lorelai's room.

"How is she?" she asked eagerly.

"She's doing good so far," he nodded. "She wanted an orange so I went to get her one." Rory smiled and followed him into the room.

"Rory!" Lorelai exclaimed when she saw her daughter following her husband. Rory rushed over to her mom and threw her arms around her.

"How are you doing?"

"I'm good," she replied. "Hungry though."

"I got you that orange you asked for," said Luke, holding it out to her. She grinned at him and accepted it eagerly.

"Thanks babe." Luke smiled at her as she began to peel it.

"Anything for the birthday girl," he replied, leaving a kiss on her forehead. Lorelai grinned even wider as did Rory.

"It's my birthday," she squealed, clapping her hands together excitedly. A contraction decided to come on then, and she scrunched her face up slightly.

"You okay?" Luke asked quietly, moving his hand up to stroke her hair. Lorelai nodded and breathed through it, gripping his hand as she did.

"This brings back some memories," chuckled Rory, remembering her experience in this area.

"Tell me about it," Lorelai agreed. "I don't think the process really changes."


"Oh, speaking of Leah, where is she?"

"In bed," she answered. "I didn't see any point in waking her up if she's just gonna be sitting around in the waiting room, I told Logan to bring her in after breakfast instead."

"Okay, I can't wait to see her," she said.

"I'm gonna go get some coffee," announced Rory. "I'll leave you guys alone for a while." She left the room and wandered down the corridor aimlessly; she had a feeling it was going to be a long night.


By nine o' clock that same morning, there was still no sign of Baby Danes. Rory had stayed up most of the night, and was now snoozing away in a chair in the corner of the room, while Luke sat by Lorelai's bedside, watching as she slept.

A midwife had been in a little while before for an examination, and had informed them that she was six centimetres dilated, meaning there were only another four to go.

Logan and Leah arrived at the hospital after breakfast, as promised, and after being led to the correct room, they were surprised to see only Luke awake.

"Grandpa," said Leah in a hushed voice, running over to her grandpa.

"Hey," he replied tiredly. He hadn't slept since two nights ago, and it was starting to catch up with him. "You okay?"

"Yeah," she replied, her eyes moving to her grandmother. "Is grandma okay?"

"Of course," he replied. "She's just tired."

"How much longer does she have to stay here?" she wondered.

"We don't know, however long it takes for the baby to come out," he shrugged. Leah studied Lorelai for a moment.

"Where does the baby come out of?" she quizzed. "Cause at the moment he's in grandma's tummy, but soon he's gonna be out here, so how does he get from there to here?" Luke was speechless, as was Logan, and the two men looked helplessly at each other.

"Luke," Lorelai murmured, thankfully diverting everyone's attention away from Leah's dreaded question.

"I'm here," he assured her, giving her hand a squeeze. She slowly opened her eyes and smiled up at him, before noticing Logan and Leah standing next to him.

"Hi," she greeted Logan, then looked to her granddaughter.

"Hey grandma," she exclaimed.

"Hi sweetheart, what are you doing here?"

"I wanna see my um..." she paused. "Daddy what did you say the baby was again?"

"Aunt or uncle," he told her slowly, and she nodded along.

"Yeah, that," she said.

"Well it might be a while yet, honey," she warned her. "It's pretty boring waiting around."

"I don't mind," she shrugged. She obviously didn't realise just how long they'd be waiting exactly. "I brought you a gift," she said, pulling something from her pocket. "Happy birthday." Lorelai smiled as she admired the colourful friendship bracelet.

"Aw, I love it, thank you Leah."

"I made it," she stated proudly. "It's a friendship bracelet. I have one two, so if we're both wearing them, we'll be friends forever." Luke tied the bracelet around his wife's wrist and watched her fiddle with her first gift of the day.

"I'll give you mine later," Luke told her, while Logan and Leah were distracted.

"You've already given me the best present I could wish for," she replied quietly, resting a hand on her protruding stomach. They shared a smile, as they continued to wait for their bundle of joy to arrive.


The time was four sixteen in the afternoon, when Luke and Lorelai heard the first cries of their baby.

"It's a boy," the midwife announced as she held him up for the couple to see. Lorelai lifted her head from her pillow and let the tears fall freely at the mere sight of their beautiful son. She admitted that he looked a bit strange with the fluids all over him, but they took him off to be cleaned and weighed, leaving Luke and Lorelai to themselves for a few moments.

"A boy," murmured Lorelai, smiling up at Luke teary-eyed. He cupped her cheek in his palm and returned her smile.

"You did it," he told her. "I'm so proud of you." He leaned down to kiss her, pouring all the love he had into it.

"Here he is, Mr and Mrs Danes," she announced, carrying a blue bundle as she walked towards them. "He's a big one, weighed in at nine pounds, two ounces." Lorelai took hold of her son and held him close to her, admiring all the features sitting on his little face.

"He's beautiful," she whispered, scared that she'd disturb him if she spoke any louder.

"Gets it from his mom," Luke commented. She looked up at him and they shared another kiss.

"I love you," she told him when they pulled apart. Luke smiled down at her.

"Love you more," he argued, before taking his eyes to his newborn son. "And I love you too, little guy." He stroked his fingers along the baby's cheek and he turned his head towards his father's touch.

"He needs a name," Lorelai decided, looking down at her son again.

"We haven't really thought of any, have we?" Lorelai shrugged her shoulders.

"I've been giving it some thought," she informed him.


"And I came up with a bunch of girl names, but the boy ones were a little harder to think up."

"Well, what were the ones you came up with?"

"I thought of Lucas, after his daddy," she laughed. "But I didn't know if you'd like that one or not. So then I thought of Richard, after my dad," she said the last part quieter than the rest, and Luke noticed her sadness.

"That was a nice thought," he assured her, resting his hand on her shoulder.

"Yeah, he would have really loved to be here today," she sighed. "Mom would too." The elder Gilmores had really been there for Lorelai and Luke when Rory disappeared. They helped them come to terms with it, and they took care of Leah when the couple needed a break, they really loved their great granddaughter.

But when Leah was just seven months old, they had been involved in a fatal car accident, which killed Richard at the scene. Emily however, had gone into a coma and it seemed that there was hope on the horizon. But then she took a turn for the worse, and she never woke up. Lorelai was glad that they died knowing how much their only daughter cared for them, but she wished that fateful night had never happened in the first place.

"Richard William Danes," said Luke softly, caressing her hair. Lorelai smiled up at him weakly.

"William, after your dad?" she asked.

"Yeah, he would have loved to meet him too," he admitted. The new parents shared a quiet moment, before Lorelai acknowledged her husband again.

"Here Ricky, do you wanna go see your daddy?" she cooed to the baby, who was contentedly sleeping in his mother's arms.

"Ricky?" he questioned her.

"Short for Richard," she pointed out. Luke just shook his head.

"Are you sure you're done holding him?"

"Come on, I've been hogging him for the last nine months and ten days, the least I can do is let you have a cuddle." Luke beamed as he took his son into his arms for the first time, and Lorelai felt teary-eyed as she observed them.

"Hey little guy," he said quietly. "I'm your dad." Ricky squirmed to get comfortable in his new position, but quickly found a spot and snuggled into his father's strong chest.

"We should let Rory know he's here," said Lorelai, suddenly becoming aware of the outside world. They had been in a little cocoon ever since Richard had been born, but it was time to introduce him to the family now.

"I can go and get them," Luke offered, moving to hand the baby back to her. She refused though.

"Take him out there with you," she told him. "You only just took him off me." He nodded and leaned forward to kiss her, before turning around and leaving the room. He found them in the waiting room, and they all looked up when they saw him approaching.

"Luke!" Rory exclaimed, standing up and rushing over to him. Leah followed eagerly, wanting to see the newest member of the family.

"It's a boy," he announced proudly as he looked down at his son. He couldn't take his eyes off of him, he was so perfect.

"He's gorgeous," Rory gushed, smiling down at her baby brother. It seemed weird that she was twenty six, and she was just getting her first sibling now.

"Let me see," demanded Leah, trying to jump up to get a look. Rory lifted the girl up and sat her on her hip, letting her get a proper view of her uncle. "He's cute."

"Do you wanna go see your mom, she's waiting for us."

"Did everything go smoothly?" she inquired.

"Yeah, no problems whatsoever." They began to walk towards Lorelai's room, but Rory turned around to look back at Logan.

"Are you not coming?" she asked him.

"Nah, I'll stay here," he decided. "Give you all some time together."

"You can come, you know," she told him.

"I'm okay, really." Rory nodded hesitantly before turning around and following her stepfather, daughter and brother into her mother's room.

"You did it mom," she exclaimed when she saw her. She could see how tired Lorelai was, but she was so excited.

"Yeah, we made it," she agreed, smiling at her daughter and granddaughter.

"Can I hold him?" she asked eagerly. Luke nodded and Rory perched on the edge of the bed, as Luke lowered the baby into her arms. "He's heavy," she commented.

"Let me see him again," whined Leah, standing on her tippy-toes to get another view. Luke lifted her up and sat her on the bed next to her mom, while he went to sit next to his wife and wrap his arm around her.

"Have you decided on a name yet?" Rory asked.

"We have actually," Lorelai confirmed. "This is Richard William Danes, but we're gonna call him Ricky for short."

"Aw that's adorable," she sighed, thinking of her grandparents. She had heard from Logan's mother that her grandparents had passed on, but she didn't have the guts to go to their funeral; a decision she regretted very much. "Like Ricky Martin."

"Yeah," agreed Lorelai happily.

"I won't ask," said Luke, shaking his head.

"Hi Ricky," she cooed to her brother. She spoke baby talk to him for a while, before Leah decided it was her turn.

"Can I hold him now?" she asked. Rory looked to Luke and Lorelai for permission, and they both nodded.

"Remember to support his head," said Rory, placing the baby in her waiting arms. The three adults watched the previous baby of the family hold the new arrival, and it brought smiles to all their faces.

"Hello Uncle Ricky," she said to him, causing them all to laugh.

A year ago, Lorelai thought she would never see the day; her daughter interacting with her granddaughter, while they cooed over hers and Luke's son. Her granddaughter had her parents back, and she and Luke finally had a child of their own. Sitting in the hospital watching her family interact was the perfect moment for her, and she leaned into her husband as she enjoyed their new found happiness. Rory was a long lost mother no more; she was back where she belonged.

So, I know there was hardly any Rory and Logan in this, but the whole point of it was that it showed how the Gilmore girls had come together and how much they had progressed since Rory's return. This was never meant to be a Rogan fic, the main idea was to show how the girls that were once so close, dealt with having to reconcile after Rory left on bad terms.

I really hope you've enjoyed reading this story, thank you for all the support I have received; reviews, favourites, alerts, even hits, it's really helped and I appreciate you all.

There are no plans for a sequel, because I feel the main goal of the story in the first place has been accomplished.

Thanks for reading, see you in future fics :D