h e i r l o o m

Heirloom
[by victoria p.]

Rating: G

Summary: Lorelai has some news.

Notes: Thanks as always to Jen, Pete/Melissa, Dot, and Meg. written for aliaspiral and cgb, who requested "Luke Danes, uneasy happiness, and a clothes dresser."

Date: April 7, 2005

Lorelai ran her hand over the scrollwork on the dresser, the wood cool and smooth under her fingers.

"It's beautiful, Luke, but I--"

"My father made it," he said. “For Liz. I mean, when my mother was pregnant with Liz, he made the dresser, and a changing table, and a crib. Dresser's the only thing I still have."

Lorelai inhaled sharply, one hand unconsciously splaying across her belly. "How did you--"

"I pay attention," he said, shrugging one shoulder, "and I thought if you, if we-- If we’re gonna do this--"

"Oh. Oh, Luke." She threw her arms around him and gave him a heated kiss. "I just figured it out myself this morning. I was going to tell you--" She leaned back and grabbed the bag from the pharmacy in Hartford, where she’d gone before coming home from the inn. "I didn’t want Babette or Miss Patty--"

"Or Taylor. " But he smiled when he said it.

"Or God forbid, Taylor to see me buy," she reached into the bag, "a pregnancy test before I told you."

He rapped his fist against the top of the dresser. It sounded solid, trustworthy. Just like him. "So. Are we gonna do this?"

"We are," she answered, kissing him, melting against his chest when he kissed her back. "We so are."

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