Hey guys! So I'm at it again. Another short Gilmore Girls story because the revival set me off. This one is focused on what happens after the last four words, specifically what happens with Rory and Logan. I wrote this all at once and suck at editing so apologies for any grammar mistakes.

Note: this was initially published on AO3 and I, sadly, do not own Gilmore Girls

"Mom."

"Yeah?"

"I'm pregnant."

And just like that it was out. The truth was out in the open and as Rory Gilmore awaited her mom's reaction she was reminded how fucking terrified she was.

She was pregnant. And single. And jobless. And totally, completely unprepared.

Her mother was quiet, a soft yet unsure look on her face. "Are you sure?" She asked.

Rory knew that was coming. Hell she'd been asking that question for the past few days. Ever since she looked at her calendar and realized her period was late, realized she wasn't completely sure she and Logan used protection last time, realized something about her felt different, she'd been asking herself that same question. Was she sure?

"Right now I'm going off three positive pregnancy tests and a late period, but I scheduled a doctors appointment for next week to confirm." She took a deep breath. "But I feel…different. I'm pretty sure."

Her mom continued to give her this look. "And the father…"

Rory groaned. He was the last person she wanted to think about. "Three guesses," she mumbled, leaning down to hold her face in her hands.

"Oh honey," Her mother's arm wrapped around her and Lorelai held her close." It's going to be okay."

"I don't know what to do." Rory whispered, tears starting to form. "I mean I know what to do, like the steps I need to take, but I don't know what to do about him."

Lorelai gave her an understanding nod. "I get that. What are you worried about specifically?"

Rory sighed and sat up, still in her mother's embraced. "Everything. What is he going to do? What is he going to say? He's still engaged, you know? Logan." She took a deep breath. "He's still engaged and he has this other life. I don't even know if he would even care. Maybe I shouldn't tell him…" she trailed off, looking down.

Lorelai was quiet for a moment before speaking. "Rory you know that I will support you during this no matter what choice you make regarding Logan, but thinking about Luke and April. He didn't know about her until she was older and he wishes that he had a chance to raise her. Again, I will support you regardless but I think you should keep that in mind."

Rory nodded. "I will. Thank you Mom."

She called Logan after her doctor's appointment that next week, after confirming she was indeed pregnant.

She was sitting in the dining room at her grandparents' house; Emily was going to put off selling the house until Rory was finished with her book (Rory was incredibly grateful and Emily was touched by Rory using Richard's study as her writing niche). Rory was tense and could feel beads of sweat accumulating on her forehead. Taking a deep breath, she dialed the all too familiar number and waited.

He picked up after three rings. Rory held her breath.

"Hey Ace."

She let out a sigh. He used his nickname for her.

"Hey Huntzberger. What's up?"

"Not much, just leaving work." Rory could hear the click-clack of shoes and the chatter of coworkers in the background. "What about you?"

"Writing. My mom agreed to let me write the book." She bit her lip. How long could the small-talk go on?

"That's great, congratulations!" She could feel his radiant smile through the phone. She hated how much she loved that grin.

"Thanks."

They were quiet for a minute, awkwardness seeping in. Then Logan spoke.

"Rory," he hesitated. "Not to be rude or anything, but why did you call? I thought when we saw each other last that was it."

She took a deep breath. "I thought that too, but, um, something happened."

"Yeah…" he edged her to go on.

"So I'm calling to tell you two things." Rory took a deep breath. It was now or never. "First, I love you. Second, I'm pregnant."

Silence. Rory couldn't help but hold her breath.

It was another minute before Logan replied.

"Are you sure?" he asked, his voice shaky.

Rory nodded as she spoke, "Yeah. I was at the doctors earlier and they confirmed it."

"Okay." She could hear Logan taking a deep breath before speaking again, his voice more solid and less shaky. "Okay. Stay where you are."

"What?" she was surprised by his reaction. "Why do I have to stay in my grandparent's dining room?"

"I meant stay in Connecticut, and wait why are you in your grandparent's dining room? No, never mind. Listen, I should be there by tomorrow night so we can hash out and plan out all the details then."

"Wait be where by tomorrow night?" Rory has expected a range of reactions from Logan, but this was not one of them.

"Connecticut. Stars Hollow, I assure you're staying there." She said nothing and he took that as confirmation. "God has pregnancy gotten to your brain already?" he asked with a chuckle.

"What? No!"

He laughed. "Good. I need you sane, Ace."

She couldn't help but feel a small smile creeping onto her face. "Logan, what are you doing?"

"I thought it was obvious. I'm coming home."

Her heart skipped a beat. "So I'm home?"

"Nah, I'm coming for your mom. We have a Mrs. Robinson thing going on." He was laughing now and she could practically see him smirking at her. That stupid smirk. She missed it.

"Oh really now?" She decided it was best to play along. "Well I'm afraid she's married and Luke is probably pretty predatory so I wouldn't chance it."

"Wait she and Luke got married?" He dropped the joke at the news.

"Yeah last week. They eloped the night before the wedding."

He chuckled. "That sounds like your mom."

Rory grinned. "It does, doesn't it?"

They were quiet again, but this time it wasn't awkward or odd. It was a peaceful quiet, a content quiet.

"So I'll see you tomorrow?" Rory broke it, determined to get back on track to the reason behind the call.

"Definitely. I'll be the one with flowers and a very pissed off father."

"Wait what?"

He chuckled. "I'll explain then. I'll see you then, Ace."

"See you then, Huntzberger."

The call ended and Rory leaned against the wall, happy and excited.

Suddenly her phone rang. It was Logan.

"Hello?" she answered, confused as to why he was calling her back after hanging up only seconds earlier.

"I forgot to tell you something."

Her stomach twisted into a knot as she imagined every worst case scenario. He had been joking and was staying in London. Odette was also pregnant. He couldn't leave London. It had been his clone talking and didn't mean any of it.

"Love you too."

She let out the breath she was holding. "See you tomorrow."

The call ended and Rory was grinning.

Strolling into the other room she looked up at the portrait of her grandfather and smiled. "I think this is going to work, Grandpa. I really do."

With that being said, she grabbed her stuff, headed outside, and started the journey home. She had to get ready for Logan's arrival and she had to break the news to Luke.

She really hoped he didn't kill her baby-daddy.

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"Rory, sweetheart."

"No, go away." Rory whined as she buried her head in her pillow.

"Rory…" Her mom continued, shaking her softly. "You need to get up."

"Ugh," she rolled over and eyed her clock. "It's only five! Go away!" she pulled the covers up around her and snuggled in.

She could hear her mother's footsteps fade away and Rory assumed she gave up. Of course Rory wondered why her mother was trying to wake her at five on a Thursday morning, but that was a question for a later time. Like after lunch.

Rory had been up late planning for Logan's arrival and reading up on pregnancy online. The former made her anxious, the latter made her terrified. She missed Logan terribly but seeing him again, and seeing him under the circumstances was stressful. The stress made her more anxious and scared because she was 99% sure stress was bad for the baby, and once she started thinking about the baby –her baby! – she wanted to scream.

It wasn't that being a mother was a bad thing or something she didn't want; it just wasn't the plan. Getting pregnant when she was single and jobless was not part of the plan. She knew her mom and Luke would be there for her, and based on Logan's reaction she assumed he would have some role, but still. She was not only going to have a kid but she was also going to be raising said kid.

What if she screwed up? What is she was more like Emily and Mitchum than Lorelai and Luke? What if the kid is a rebel and doesn't listen? What if the kid hates her? What if she accidentally kills the kid? It was those questions that kept her up until midnight.

But now it was five in the morning and Rory could hear footsteps coming closer to her room. She groaned and scooched down even further in the covers. She heard the door open. She curled up into a ball. She was not getting up. Then someone started to lightly shake her.

"Wake up Ace."

She froze. That was not her mom.

She pawed at the covers and after a moment was able to poke her head out to confirm her suspicions. It was Logan.

"You're not my mother," Rory mumbled as she slowly sat up.

Logan laughed at her. "No but I've been told we dress the same."

Rory stared at him. "What?"

He shook his head, "I was trying to make a joke Ace."

She frowned. "It's too early for jokes." She yawned. "What are you doing here?"

Now it was his turn to frown. "I'm here because you called me and told me you loved me and are pregnant. I didn't dream that up, right?"

She shook her head. "No I mean, why are you here now? It's five in the morning."

He chuckled and sat down on the end of her bed. "I took a red-eye flight. I recalled you taking a few to and from London." He arched a brow at her and grinned. "Plus I wanted to see you as soon as possible."

Rory couldn't help but smile at him. He was here. He was really here.

She took a deep breath. "It's good to see you."

He grinned at her. "It's good to see you too."