So many feelings about Gilmore Girls. I have been holding on to them forever.

Here is a story that picks up after A Year In The Life…

- You Jump, I Jump Jack -

Rory Gilmore's fingers play against the base of her cell phone. She should dial the number. She couldn't think of one reason why she shouldn't dial the number, it's never like the man she has know since Yale to not answer the phone when she calls.

Even when he ran away from everyone else, he stilled picked up the phone when she called.

She knew New Hampshire was suppose to be the final goodbye but things have changed. He deserved to know.

She swore she could feel her stomach drop, her heartbeat gain speed as the ringing in her ear began.

"Ace." The voice warmed her soul. She tries to muffle her laughter, of course she would pick up on the first ring.

She let's a soft smile take over her face. "God, I missed your voice." She could not lie to him, nor did she want to. She needed to hear his voice one last time, in case this was the last time. She sighs, she scared and does not know how to go on with conversation.

"That was a very big sigh. I swear I could hear it all the way in London." Logan Huntzberger says quietly in the phone. He slips out of bed, heading to his kitchen. He need a glass of water or even better, a scotch. "What's going on in the brain of yours? I am guessing you may of called for a reason."

"I did." She spoke softly. Her fingers make a soft beat against her bare skin, a slight nervous habit she has picked up. "I think I wish I could speak to you in person. But I am a little low on funds now and couldn't afford an airplane ticket."

"I would fly you out here." The offer was real, the both of them knew this.

She smiles. "I appreciate it." Rory runs her hand over her face. "I just need to face by fears. I need to face this head on. I just need to say it. And hopefully, you do not hate me."

This made his grip on his cup go a little tighter. "I could never hate you. Ever." His voice is serious and filled with worried about what she wanted to say.

She sighs once more, taking a deep breath and letting it out. "Well, what the hell. Got to get over it. I'm pregnant."

"Your pregnant." Logan repeats her last word. He knows he heard her right, he also knows because she called him that he is the father. "Alright. Um, I coming to see you."

"What? No. You don't have to do that." She begins to put up a fight. She doesn't want him to put his life on hold because of her. "The engagement? The up and coming wife? You can not drop everything and head to the states, Logan. You have a life now. An important life. I know before I muttered those words to you, I was just an afterthought."

"Ace." His voice sounds angry, but just for a brief second. It reminds her of the time she sat on the bathroom floor, tears in her eyes, drunk as a lord and complaining about how bad of a person she was. He grabbed her face, forcing her to look at him and he says how she needs to stop talking down about herself. How he hated it. Then went to explain the little things he has noticed that made her great. God, why did I ever say no to him? A thought pops in her bubble. "Stop. Don't ever call yourself an afterthought. Ever." He interrupts her thoughts. "You are always the first and last thought in my head. Even after ten years. You are my one and only. You always have. Even after you said no, during our time in Vegas, and the goodbye in New Hampshire. I do love you. I always have and always will, Ace."

The confession he gives, the nicknames he uses just wants to make her burst into tears.

She can't help but make little sounds, the tears finally leaving her eyes. The anger, the frustration, the happiness and a bit of sadness finally coming out of her shell. "You are just saying that because of what I told you…"

"No." He states firmly. "No. I am telling you all this because I think you want to hear this, or because of the words you confessed to me. But because it's true. I love you, Rory Gilmore."

Her heart jumps.

"I love you. I want to be there for you. For our baby. I need to sort a couple things out then I am going to be on the first plane out to you. Then we shall discuss things. Okay?" Logan says. He knows he could ask her to come to London. He could say that they had a lot to catch up on, her with the baby that is growing in her belly and him with an engagement he ended once he came back from the states six weeks ago. "Before we hang up, I need you to say something. A goodbye, a curse word, an okay. Anything I just need you to say something back."

"Rocket."

"What?" That was the last word Logan expected to hear on the other line of the phone. "Did I hear you right? Did you just say just Rocket?"

"Yes, sir. I did just say rocket."

Suddenly a smile comes on Logan's face. Remembering the first time he left for London, remembering the night on the couch as Rory laid her head against his shoulder watching the Twilight Zone episode.

"Yeah...yeah, you got that right. True love, Ace. You and I were always meant to be. It took us a bit to get out shit together, but you and I were meant to be together." He smiles against the phone, putting his hand through his hair. "Now, I will see you soon. Until then, call, text, email, facebook, snapchat…"

"Keep in touch?"

"Keep in touch. Tell me about your day. How you are doing. The baby too."

"Okay. And Logan?"

"Yes…"

"I love you, too."

The man on the line grins ear to ear. "Alright. Talk soon."

Well, that went way better than normal.