My first attempt at Fanfic, procrastinating my studying for my final exams, so I thought I would give it a try.

"Emerson Grace! Where did you go!" Rory loved watching her little sister, but she could be quite the handful when she tried.

"Right here silly, Momma and Daddy always let me sleep in their bed when they are gone." She grinned, head poking out of a bedroom door.

"Emma, they do not! But just this one time I'll let you!" Rory winked at the little girl. Both knew that this was not going to be the only time, Rory watched Emerson once a week so their parents could go out and every week Emerson ended up in her Momma and Daddy's bed.

Emerson settled into bed snuggling up with her favorite blanket. As soon as Rory sat next to her the little girl snuggled right up laying her head in her big sister's lap.

"Tell me the story." The little girl begged.

"What story Em?" Rory knew exactly which story the little girl wanted, she told her little sister this story all the time.

"You know, the story! Puh-lease Rory?" She begged, with a small pout, undoubtedly learned from her mother. For being only three she really knew how to work the system.

"Emerson, no pouting that only works on Daddy, but yes I will tell you the story!" This made the little girl squeal.

Emerson looked up expectantly and patiently waited for the story to begin. For some reason the little girl loved this story, she never tired of it. She only asked Rory to tell it to her though, never anyone else. Rory loved telling her this story, she would stroke the little girl's blond curls and recount every detail. Emerson would just stare at Rory listening intently eyes gleaming, sucking her thumb, and smiling at her favorite parts.

"Ready kid?" The little girl eagerly nodded her head. "Okay, a long long time ago…"

"How long ago?" The little girl smiled, her thumb poised before her mouth, waiting for the answer she always got to this question.

"When I was smaller than you!" This made the little girl giggle. Emerson always asked a few questions in the beginning of the story, the same questions every time, but as the story progressed, she just listened. "Momma and I moved to Stars Hollow, and went to the Independence Inn where we met Nana Mia, and that's where we lived."

"Ro-ry, the good part, the good part." Emerson interrupted just like always. This elicited a smile from Rory.

"Oh, the good part, that's right. Okay, one day after we had been living here for a while Momma was out of coffee so she searched the town trying to find somewhere to get some coffee, and that is where she met Daddy for the very first time."

"Daddy tells that story the best, skip over it." The little girl demanded.

"Well aren't we bossy," this had become such a routine for the girls that they both giggled. "Well after the very first time they met Daddy started helping Momma whenever she needed it. He would fix things around the house and cook for us, even when we didn't ask for help he was ther-"

"Like the mashed potatoes!" Emerson squealed.

"Yes like the mashed potatoes." Rory continued as she fiddled with her sister's curls. Rory could see Emerson's eyes getting heavier. "Want me to stop Emma?" She used Emerson's favorite nickname.

"No, no Rory!" The little girl shook her head furiously, her eyes tearing up just from the thought of it; she really did love this story.

"Okay then. So me and Momma started going to Daddy's diner for breakfast everyday. Daddy will never admit it but he fell in love with Momma long before they ever started dating. His eyes would sparkle at just the thought of her, his face lit up whenever we came in that diner." Rory smiled remembering the looks on both faces when the other was mentioned or was near. "And Momma was just the same, but she was stubborn just like Daddy and would never admit that she wanted to be with him. Years later, wasted years if you ask me." Emerson giggled at this like always, she loved the look Rory got on her face whenever she remembered this, and the way her face scrunched up at the time wasted in those years. Eyes closed, thumb in mouth Emerson went back to listening intently. "Daddy finally asked Momma out on a date. They went to Aunt Liz's wedding, and a few days after that they had their very first kiss."

"Silly Kirk!" Emerson's words slurred together a little bit signifying just how tired the little girl was.

"Yes, silly Kirk, and that was the beginning of everything, Daddy went away for a few weeks leaving Momma alone, with promises of returning as soon as possible."

"Rory, where were you?" This alarmed Rory, this was new, Emerson never picked up on that before, she had always assumed that alone meant with Rory.

"Well Emma, I went on a trip with Grandma to Europe."

"Why?" Emerson still spoke with her eyes closed, and words quiet. Rory started to panic a little bit, how much should she tell her.

"Well grandma asked me." She waited a little bit to see if that answer was sufficient, it seemed to be so she continued. "A few weeks later Daddy returned, and so did I. Momma and Daddy started to really date. They were inseparable, Momma was at the diner more now than ever, which no one thought was possible, but it was. Momma and Daddy took a little break from each other for a while but they were miserable, and even though they were on a break, Daddy still wanted to be there for Momma."

Rory's face fell at the memory of this, Emerson, knowing the look Rory got on her face at this part reached her tired little hand up and touched Rory's cheek. Rory smiled at the thought of this, every time she told this story at this exact part her three-year-old sister would reach up and stroke her cheek. Knowing how tired Emerson was, Rory maneuvered them so that they were both lying down, the little girl snuggled into Rory's side.

"You were at Momma and Daddy's break Rory." The little girl said sleepily. Rory smiled, Emerson was not giving up on this.

"You're right Emma. Momma and Daddy couldn't stay away from each other and soon were back! The whole town was happy."

"Ro-ry the other good part. The wedding Rory! After you come back home." Rory smiled this little girl knew more than she should. But she loved stories and asking questions. One day she would give Ms. Patty a run for her money.

"Oh that's right the wedding. Momma and Daddy were both so nervous, but so ready to be married. Me and Momma, were upstairs getting ready when Grandma came up and started talking to us. She said, 'Look at you, you're beautiful.' It's not like Grandma to say it but she did. Then she surprised us all as Momma was slowly twirling in the mirror to look at her dress more. 'When you were a little girl you loved to twirl around in the dresses we got you, I just watched you smiling because it reminded me of my wedding day. I was never allowed to twirl when I was a girl so on my wedding day, in my dress, when no one was looking, I twirled and twirled, it was my little secret.' Momma was shocked to see Grandma being so nice and so unlike herself, but she grinned up at Grandma, and twirled just like she did when she was a little girl like you."

Emerson's eyes had opened as soon as Rory mentioned her Grandmother coming into the room. This was her favorite part, she stared up at Rory, she loved to picture her momma twirling around with her grandma watching. Emerson twirled with her momma all the time, they both twirled until they collapsed and then giggled until they got the hiccups.

"I love to twirl." She stated seriously. Rory was surprised, but smiled. Emerson was fighting sleep hard tonight, at this point she was normally too tired to talk.

"Momma does too. She and Daddy twirled around the dance floor later that night, smiling crazily at each other. Daddy hated dancing, but he danced the night, like he didn't. They were so happy. The wedding was beauttif-"

"Daddy dances with me Rory, did he ever dance with you?" Emerson asked another unusual question.

"Only at the wedding Emma." Rory said slightly sad.

"Why not Rory?" Emerson's words were slurring a lot at this point, but like most three year olds she was curious.

"Well we never got the chance."

"Do you wish you did Rory?"

"Of course Em." Rory said simply. "Life after the wedding was amazing, Daddy lived here and he cooked me and Momma breakfast all the time. But I wasn't here all the time and Momma and Daddy both felt a little lonely. One day Daddy came home from work, and Momma told him she had a big surprise. Daddy was a little worried because Momma's surprises can be silly. But Momma covered Daddy's eyes and brought him to a room they added when they fixed up the house, she opened the door, and uncovered his eyes. And do you know what he saw?" Rory asked the little girl who sleepily nodded her head, but didn't answer. Rory knew she was just about asleep which was good because Rory was now just about sleeping too. "In the room he saw a rocking chair, and a crib and a changing table. He looked at Momma and smiled big. He was so happy. When I came through the door later that night he hugged me and told me the good news, I was going to have a little brother or sister. He was so happy." Rory was interrupted this time by the slight snoring of her little sister, but she continued anyways. "Me and Momma went shopping for you all the time, we bought you new clothes and Daddy worked hard to finish your bedroom in time for you. We were all so excited that you were coming, but I think Daddy was worried about me. He spent more time with me, taking me to dinner more, having movie nights with just me more. I loved that time with him, it was so nice to spend time with your daddy like that." Rory said sleepily right before she fell asleep too.

In the middle of the night Rory woke up to loud snoring. She sat up and looked over and smiled at what she saw, Luke and Lorelai were scrunched up on the other side of the bed, Emerson lay on her stomach between Lorelai and Rory one arm on each. Rory laughed quietly, but lay back down with her family, thinking how crazy this must look.

She woke up again later, Emerson lie awake next to Rory playing with her hair. Rory figured this is probably what woke her up. She reached up and tickled the little girl.

"Where are Momma and Daddy?" Rory asked the giggling little girl.

"Daddy asked me to come wake you up, he made you breakfast. All your favorites he said." Emerson said dutifully as she ran out of the room and down the stairs. Rory slowly followed after.

"Hey Luke." Rory said as she walked into the kitchen. Luke walked over and gave her a quick hug surprising Rory, he rarely did that.

"Hey kid. All your favorites are on the table, you haven't been here for breakfast in a while so I thought I'd make you favorites." Luke tried explaining while turning a little red.

After breakfast Rory prepared to get going, she hadn't planned on spending the night. Lorelai had taken Emerson to work with her, so it was only Luke and Rory. Luke had been acting kind of strange all morning, but she ignored it.

"Luke! I'm leaving! See you later!" Rory called as she walked towards the door.

"Hey Rore, wait!" Rory turned around confused. Luke pushed play on the stereo, "dance with me kid." Rory was shocked, but she took his hand. They danced for a couple of minutes, Rory too shocked to say anything.

"Sorry for not dancing with you more." He said simply as the song ended.

"What?" Rory asked incredulously.

"I heard you and Em talking about dancing last night and I just wanted to say sorry for not dancing with you more."

"How did you hear that? And is that what breakfast was all about, your guilt?"

"Well your mom and I always come home about an hour after we tell you Emma needs to be in bed knowing, she'll still be up and you'll be telling her a story. We listen to you tell her and watch her react to you. We've always done it, you just never notice. And yes, breakfast was me feeling guilty."

"Well that's a little creepy. And thanks." Rory said embarrassed.

"Hey your mom and I think it's great that you are so good with your sister. I love that you guys are so good together, she's lucky to have you." Luke said truthfully.

"Well I love to spend time with her too. I gotta go though. I'll be back next week so you and mom can go out again. Bye Luke." Rory said as she gave him a hug and walked out the door. On the way out Luke heard her just audibly say "Thanks for the dance, Love you Dad." Luke smiled and yelled back loudly.

"Love you too kid." He saw Rory smile as she walked to her car.

Two weeks later Rory got a piece of mail from home. She opened the envelope and inside found a picture and two pieces of paper. The first one was from Emerson.

Rory,

You tell the story the best. Miss you.

Love,

Emma

She looked at the picture then, it was of the night before the dance. Emerson and Rory were sleeping in Luke and Lorelai's bed, Emerson on her belly up against Rory's side, one leg and one arm over Rory's middle. Rory smiled, Emerson always fell asleep half on her. The second piece of paper was a letter from Luke.

Rory,

Hey kid, I know I could have given you this when you baby-sit next, but I know how much you like mail.

I thought you might like this picture of you and your little sister, so I made you a copy. I've got one up in the diner, I love showing people my girls. I just wanted to let you know that I consider you my kid too. And I loved the time we spent together when your mom was pregnant too. I'm going to make an effort to do it more, I miss ya kid.

Love you!

Dad

This made Rory smile, she never called Luke dad, but she also never called Christopher dad anymore, once Lorelai and Luke got married, Chris lost his dad title. She only referred to Luke as Daddy to Emerson. She picked up the phone and dialed.

"Hello?"

"Hey Dad, how's it going?"

A little lame at the end yes, but I wasn't quite sure how to end it.