The celebration had taken over the entire town of Stars Hollow. Lorelai almost wondered if the entire thing had been ridiculous from the get-go, as they were legally married already. But their marriage ceremony before had been before the law, and was in name only. This marriage was of hearts and minds, and once Luke got it in his head that they should do it, nothing could deter him. It surprised her, this leaf he'd turned. It hadn't been easy, and there were still trials ahead, but she now had certainty that they would weather any storms together.
"You look beautiful, sweetheart," Mia said, taking in the lush gown that Lorelai was wearing.
"Thanks," she said, twisting her body around in the full mirror that had been set up at Miss Patty's studio, letting the satin and tulle swish around melodically. Her hair was pinned up, her mother's tiara resting on her head. It was a far cry from the plain wedding dress she'd worn to the court house all those years ago. "How much longer?" she asked, trying to rein in her petulance.
"Only a few more minutes." Mia peeked out through the sliding doors. "Ooh, I see your parents, right there in the front row!"
Lorelai picked up her skirts and maneuvered over, teetering slightly on the heels she should have taken care to break in before today. She spotted Emily and Richard, looking pressed and primped as always. Her heart warmed to see them, particularly since they had helped so much with the ceremony. She knew that they weren't particularly thrilled with her and her choice of groom, but as time had passed, they'd come to a grudging agreement.
"It's time," they heard a voice say, and the doors slid open. Lorelai stepped out into the blinding sunlight to the strains of the wedding march, and the heads of everyone seated turned to face her.
Mia stood behind her, and squeezed her arm. "He's waiting for you," she whispered, and sure enough, Luke's face was tipped up, and their eyes met across the town square. She began walking toward him along the path that had been set up, a long white aisle stretching between the dance studio heading to the steps of the gazebo in the center of Stars Hollow. Her gaze didn't waver from his, holding his eyes strong and steady, feeling him draw her closer.
She got to the edge of the seating area, and paused to allow Rory to slip her hand into hers. They'd agreed that Rory would be the one to walk her mother down the aisle, since it would be a symbolic commitment, that now Luke would be her father in all the ways a man could be. The night before, Rory had confided to her that she planned to start calling Luke "dad", and tears had formed in her eyes at the simple gesture.
They walked up together, both former Gilmore girls beaming at Luke, his grin matching theirs. When they reached him, Rory took her mother's hand and reached for Luke's, joining them together. "Love you," she whispered.
"Love you, too," both of them whispered back, in unison, as Rory took her seat in the front row quietly.
They turned as Reverend Skinner raised his hands, and the music went silent, all the attendees sitting back down. "Most of you know that Luke and Lorelai are already husband and wife. They have come here today to rededicate themselves to each other, to their family, and to celebrate with everyone. As with life, love ends, but it can also find a new beginning. And here is what we present today, the start of a new beginning for this beautiful couple."
This time, after the vows were pronounced and Reverend Skinner introduced them again as Mr. and Mrs. Danes, Luke didn't hesitate. He dipped her at the waist, and planted a passionate kiss on her lips as the entire town whooped and hollered, both grinning as he pulled her back up to her feet.
The once-again newlyweds ran toward the waiting limousine, as townspeople tossed flower petals at them. Lorelai giggled, brushing them out of her hair, trying to keep up with Luke on her heels. He opened the door for her and ushered her in, and they practically fell on the soft leather seats, laughing and out of breath.
"I'm so excited for this honeymoon," Lorelai said, pushing herself up to sit properly on the seat.
"I guarantee you'll love it," he replied. He had kept the location of their honeymoon a secret, only promising sun and sand, and private quarters meant for a couple wanting to jumpstart the expansion of their family.
"I'm sure I will," Lorelai said, leering playfully at him, and tugging on his tie to pull him closer. He met her lips with a kiss, letting his hand slip up the skirt of her dress. "Oh! That reminds me," she said, pressing the call button on the side of the armrest.
"Hey, driver?" she said, then paused. "What's your name?"
"Mr. Smith, ma'am," came the disembodied reply.
"Really? Mr. Smith?" Lorelai asked, looking over at Luke, who shrugged.
"Yes, really. What can I help you with?"
"We need to make a stop to the pharmacy before we get to the airport," she said.
"Very well," the voice replied, and she let go of the call button, shifting back into Luke's arms.
"What do you need at the pharmacy?" Luke asked, letting his fingertips brush against her thigh.
"My prescription," she said, as if puzzled by the question.
"For what? Are you sick?" he asked.
"No, Luke, for the pill. Remember, that thing I take every day?"
"Oh," he said. "I thought we were…" he trailed off.
"You want to, right away?" Lorelai asked, and Luke nodded. Lorelai's smile grew into radiance. "Okay," she said happily.
Luke reached over her, and pushed the call button. "Never mind, skip the pharmacy," he said, and once Mr. Smith had replied to indicate he'd heard, he moved back over Lorelai, pressing kisses along the column of her throat. "I promise to knock you up as soon as possible," he murmured, kissing her again.
"We'll need lots of practice, then," she said, raising an eyebrow.
"Let's get started, then," he said, grinning wolfishly.