Prologue part 1

Disclaimer: I don't own Gilmore girls - If I did, Rory would have said yes to Logan's proposal

Rory's POV

After my visit with Dad, followed by my doctors appointment, I wasn't too sure what I was going to do. Just a few days ago, I was living a perfectly normal life. All of that went flying out the window when earlier today, I learned that I was pregnant by my engaged ex-boyfriend turning my world upside down. This was definitely not how I saw my day going, that's for sure.

Our goodbye in New Hampshire had seemed so final, I was so sure that that was it; I would never see him again and would be able to move on with my life. It was the perfect night but it also unknowingly led to the conception of our child that is currently growing inside of me.

I had been suspecting it for a few days now but kept shrugging it off like it was no big deal. This morning though, I chomped down on 2 apples followed by a strawberry flavoured pop tart for breakfast. After that, I had a gut instinct that I was and so I finally built up enough courage to take the test. I had driven an hour and a half out of Stars Hollow so that no one would have suspected it. As soon as I saw the giant plus sign on the little white stick, my suspicions were confirmed. I was feeling a bunch of emotions; happy, shocked, horrified, scared but most of all, I was in disbelief that this was happening. We had always been extremely careful. We never had any road blocks down but I guess one slip up is all it takes.

Immdiately after I took it, I booked a doctors appointment to confirm my pregnancy. Lucky they had a cancellation so they managed to get me in for this afternoon. I had a few hours to spare so without thinking, I drove straight to boston to go and visit dad and get some insight on what it was like from his perspective to have had mom raise alone without revealing the news to him. Unfortunately, he wasn't extremely helpful and to be honest, I'm more confused than I was before.

It was then time for my appointment. I took the 2 hour drive back to Hartford. It was there that it was confirmed; I was 6 weeks pregnant. I knew that I was going to keep it; there was no questioning that. It was made up of parts of me and parts of him; the love of my life. After seeing my baby on the screen, a million different emotions flew through my head; both positive and negative.

Currently, I'm driving the streets of Hartford, not exactly sure where I'm going or what I'm doing. I've been going around in circles for at least the last hour or so. I know I need to tell Logan about the baby, I certainly don't want to pull an Anna Nardini on him because he definitely doesn't deserve to find out years down the track, then resenting me for the rest of our lives for not telling him. I want him to have the opportunity to get to know his child and be a part of its life if he chooses to do so. The one thing I won't stand is for him to become a version of my father which scares me the most. He's either all in or has no involvement with the baby at all.

Yet again, I don't want him to choose me out of obligation, I want him to be with me because he loves me. In a split second, I made a decision. I was going to call him straight away and tell him about the baby. I knew that if I didn't, I would just keep putting it off until it was too late and I don't have enough money to fly to London right now and tell him face to face either. He has a right to know instantly and I want him to be the first person I share the news with, even before mom. At this point, I'm going to wait until after the wedding to tell her about it. That way, I'll have a couple of days to come up with a way to tell her.

Right now, I need to focus on calling Logan, its currently around 2 here so it would be about 7 in London. Now is the perfect time to contact him. I just need to find the courage to do it.

I pull my Blue Prius over to the side of the road, find a spot and park it. I step out onto the sidewalk breathing in the harsh November air. Fall is definitely drawing to a close as winter is starting to make itself known. I get situated on a nearby bench, pull my phone out of my purse and immediately go to my contacts list. My hands are shaking as I scroll down to find his number. When I reach it, my heart jumps a little.

This is the man I love. I think I've been in love with him since we jumped off that 7 storey tower during that life and death brigade event and I've never stopped. I made one of the worst decision of my life when I said no to his proposal. I wish I'd never suggested the Vegas agreement I should have just taken the plunge to be with him then especially since Odette wasn't in the picture yet. They were so many times throughout the paat couple years where I wanted to say that I love him but deep down, I was too scared to say something and I would lose him all over again. Now it has left us in a pickled mess, hasn't it?

All that's left to do now is to make the call. I need to put aside all my fears, just do it and get it over with. "Come on Rory you can do this. Once you get it over with you'll feel a lot better that its out there." Finally After a few minutes of convincing myself to do it, I finally press the button.

My palms are sweating as the phone rings.

Ring
Ring
Ring

Oh no, he's not going to get it, is he? Or worse, she'll pick up. "No Rory, don't back out now otherwise you'll lose all confidence. You need to think about the baby that's currently growing inside of you and what's best for it"

I decide to just take the plunge and continue to let it ring knowing that it could be a huge mistake.

Ring
Ring

"Ace, this is a surprise."

AN: Well here it is, the first of my two part prologue. Also, This is my first attempt at a fanfic so sorry if it isn't perfect. I'll try to have the next part within a week and do my best for weekly updates, if not, I apologise in advance. R&R would be greatly appreciatedas well :D.