Emerald Green

PDLD A little one-shot that just might become the sequel to 'Midnight Blue' you never know! (it depends on people responses) She found something she wasn't meant to, now her and Finn go looking for some answers.

It was a calm day, the sort of day that one Finnegan Theodore Morgan could use to his advantage by sitting back and enjoying his scotch whiskey under the rays of the sun. But the god's had a different idea and Finn was interrupted from his calm haven when the patio doors opened and the pitter-patter of tiny feet could be heard. Sure enough the leg of Finn's trouser was yanked up and down upon the little one's arrival at his feet.

"Daddy, daddy. What's this?" And that's when Finn's laid back day officially came to a screeching halt.

Glancing down at the object in his daughter's hands he instantly choked on the sip of whiskey he'd just taken as his mind made the leap between what he was seeing and understanding it. Gingerly reaching out a hand he held the slip object between his fingers, careful not to touch the end, and his face paled as her started at the words written on the side. "Kitten, where did you find this?"

"It was on the bathroom floor. Why daddy? Was I not meant to touch it?" At this little Lorelai Grace Gilmore Morgan's lower lip began to tremble as her emerald green eyes were lined with crystal tears as she stared up at her father. "No Kitten, I'm glad you showed me this. Though I'm as confused about this as you are. Let's go find mommy and ask her shall we."

The sound of Rory's soft humming could be heard floating out from the kitchen and was soon accompanied by the warm, chocolaty smell of the cookies she was baking. Finn paused in the doorway as she took in the sight of Rory bent over to retrieve the cookies from the oven as Grace raced over to her mother's side.

"Mommy, mommy, guess what I found!" Grace's melodic voice coated Rory in a sweet haze as she peered up from the cookies. Straightening her back, she languorously stretched, knowing that Finn was watching every movement. "What hun? What have you found?" Rory's eyes moved in the direction that Grace had wordlessly pointed in before they widened dramatically as they landed upon the object currently held between Finn's fingers.

"Grace hunny? Why don't you take a cookie and see if the mini Huntz wants to play? Take one for him too." "O.k. mommy." With that lil' Gracie skipped off to find Matt, Logan's son (hence the mini Huntz reference), not knowing that a storm was brewing the kitchen she had just left behind.

"What the hell is this love?" "Finn, I can explain………" "Oh, this oughtta be good. Well doll? I'm all ears." Rory's glare was an equal match to Finn's as she tried to explain how the object came about.

"I'm……… pregnant." "I can bloody well see that love! What I want to know is how the hell it happened?" And that was when Finn's day finally hit rock bottom. His eyes widened and his face paled even further as he contemplated the words that seemed to be hanging heavily between them. The look in Rory's eyes promised that he was gonna die a very slow, but very painful death.

"What do you mean how? How am I pregnant? Or who's the father?" "Now…… come on love, you know that's not what I meant………" "Do I? You seemed to love and trust me last night and the night before that and the night before that, when you were begging me for more! Now you're asking who the father of my unborn child is! Well, if you can't figure it out Finn it's you!"

And with that she promptly burst into tears. All Finn could do was stare in shock as he was reminded of an earlier time in their relationship when he'd made her cry because he hadn't thought before he'd spoken. Closing his eyes he took a deep breath before reaching out to tug the weeping Rory into his arms.

"Hey, hey come on love. You know I never meant it like that. It's… well, it's just that I'm kinda shocked about the whole thing. I mean I only found out from my 4 year old daughter when she brought me a pregnancy test! Why didn't you tell me Ror?"

"I was gonna tell you when we went out for a meal later tonight, I mean I only took the test today and Paris was able to confirm it for me earlier, but then I had the urge for some home-made cookies so I guess I forgot all about the test. Hence how Gracie got a hold of it." She glanced up at him, her emotions clambering to be at the forefront of her midnight blue eyes.

Finn placed a feather like kiss in the middle of her forehead, brushing away the wisps of hair that seemed to have escaped from the loose bun she'd put it in. Placing two fingers on her chin he exerted some pressure there, causing her head to tip backwards and meet his eyes that were shinning with mirth and a sinister grin to stretch across his lips. "Finn? Finn hunny? Finn, stop staring at me……… seriously Finn stop it! You're really beginning to creep me out!" When she'd finished talking she was a couple of paces away from Finn, having backed away as soon as the look had crossed his face. The sound of high pitched squealing and then silence had Logan, Colin and Paris rushing towards the kitchen.

"What is heck is going on here?!" The sound of Paris' voice halted Finn who was in the process of making his way up the stairs……… Rory flung over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.

"Oh dear Lord, we've interrupted one of their many mating rituals. Dammit Carl! I promised myself that I'd never ever witness one of those! I'm gonna be scared for life now! Though……… Rory really does have a nice arse……… Owwwww, Paris… wait, stop……… I was joking, swear down on my life!"

Logan was clutching his sides in agony as he watched Paris chase Colin around the kitchen with a spatula.

"I've got to agree with Colin though, Rory's got one great ass Finn, I mean it's in prime condition." Finn almost dropped Rory as he grabbed a spoon from the centre island and flung it at Logan's head. Only things didn't go to plan seeing as Logan ducked and the spoon clattered with Bill, the coffee maker.

"Ummm love, just think, at least now you won't be tempted to sneak coffee and have a guilty conscience later because you know it's not healthy for the baby." When she didn't answer Finn placed her back on the ground, steadying her as she once again found her bearings. Her face was contorted into a look of pure horror as she stared at the shiny glass shards of the coffee pot, before flickering back to Finn and then back to the pot again.

"Whoa people, back up a second, what baby?" Three stunned faces were centred on Rory and Finn.

"Oh, Rory's pregnant again." "When'd you find that out?" "Believe or not a couple of moments before you three burst in here like some sort of army platoon and Gracie kinda informed me."

"I'm not even going to ask Finn." During this little exchange Paris had waddled over to Rory (what do you expect? She's pregnant!) and slapped her clean across the face.

"Snap out of it woman! It was only a damn coffee machine, you can buy billions more with the money you have between you and don't act like you can't!" The guys stood with their jaws hanging to the floor and a marching band marching into them, until Rory let out a startled, "If the three of you are here then who's watching Gracie and mini Huntz?"

As soon as the words left her mouth the two in question raced back into the kitchen and gazed up at the five adults with angelic expressions until Finn asked, "Is that smoke I see?"

Needless to say that only panic met that statement.

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