Independence

Those four words

"Mom"
"Yea"
"I'm pregnant."
Silence.
Lorelai blinked several times, too stunned to speak. The joy she'd felt minutes ago erased by the shock of what her daughter just said.
"Mom?"
"Whaa..." still unable to form sentences she stared at her daughter bewildered.
"I'm pregnant."
Lorelai still couldn't find words. Her daughter was pregnant, with no job, no house, no serious relationship.
"Your pregnant?" She repeated, still trying to grasp what had just been revealed.
"Yes." Rory remained calm,even though she really wanted to run and hide, or break into tears. She couldn't determine which as she stared at the very pale shell shocked Lorelai.
Finally Lorelai spoke " your sure?"
"Yes."
"Ok.... ummm... ?"
"It's Logan's"
And with that tears started streaming.
"Does he know?" Lorelai asked.
"No."
"Are you gonna tell him?"
"I don't know, probably, but he's getting married."
"You have to tell him"
"I know."
"I'm here sweets, I'm always here."
Wiping her tears Rory stands with resolve.
"I know that too. I just couldn't keep it a secret. Come on we have fake nuptials to get to, Mrs. Danes."
Lorelai laughed and said ok but we're definitely talking before the honeymoon.
"Sure. Are you gonna tell grandma she missed the real wedding?"
"Oh god...I'm gonna here about this one til the day I die!"
They headed towards the revered crap shack and chatted lightly about how Emily would make everyone pay for not including her.