So, since I first saw the previews for this episode, I thought that Rory might be pregnant. This could be attributed to the fact that I'm obsessed with pregnant people. So, I'm a little biased when I see her holding her hands to her stomach saying "everything's falling apart". The point is, even though I always knew it wouldn't be a direction the show would go in, I always wondering what would happen if she was. I recently was rewatching from a little before that episode and beyond, and was thinking about the matter again. Honestly, I don't think I'm a very good writer, and I don't think this is a very good or unique idea. I know it's kind of cheesy and probably wouldn't happen. In my perfect world, someone else would take this idea and write it for me, because whenever i think of fanfiction story ideas, and always want to read them, not actually write them myself. I don't particularly have enough patience for writing.

Yet, here I am, writing it all the same. We'll see if I keep going or not... I just am bored and have nothing else to do at the moment. If I get some encouraging reviews, I might write more when I have the time or inspiration strikes... we shall see. I have some thoughts on where I might take this, but I'm much better at thinking them than writing them.

I obviously don't own gilmore girls...

"What's the matter? I was just asking your opinion. Davita, stop that shaking right now. This is not a trick question. I just wanted an opinion from – oh, for heaven's sake. Go back to your work." Richard sighs as he watches the terrified maid walking away, when he hears the doorbell ring. "So I guess I'll get that," he says, walking toward the door. "Rory."

"Can I come in?"

"Oh. Well, all right. Come in. I didn't expect to see you until dinner tonight," he says, unsure of how to react.

"I needed to talk to you."

"Yes, well, your grandmother is running some errands and I was just doing some work in the house, so –"

"Well, I assume you've heard about everything by now."

"Yes. Well, I believe I've heard some bits and pieces. You know, I really was in the middle of something Can this possibly wait until tonight? I'll give you my full attention, I promise." He was hoping he could put off this conversation until he had some sort of buffer, but as Rory burst into tears, he was completely taken off guard.

"Everything's falling apart. I messed everything up, I don't know what to do."

"Your grandmother should be back any minute," he stumbles out, unsure of how to handle the sobbing girl. "I can have a maid make us some tea."

"I'm so sorry, Grandpa! I'm so sorry about everything! I just, I don't know what to do. I don't."

"It's all right. Everything will be all right." How could he not comfort his only granddaughter, especially considering how uncomforting he was to his own daughter during her own times of need? Though he still didn't agree with all of Lorelai's choices, he regretted his actions towards her during those hard times 20 years ago.

"No it won't, Grandpa, that's the problem! I've screwed everything up. Logan's family hates me, I don't know if I still want to be a journalist, I dropped out of Yale, and, I think… I'm afraid… I'm pretty sure I'm p-pregnant," Rory sobbed.

This was not something Richard was expecting, even considering his own daughter's history. He was taken aback enough when Lorelai had told him of her similar situation, and he knew that Lorelai was a rebel. But Rory, his smart, angelic Rory? This wasn't supposed to be her life. How should he respond? What should he do?

"You think you might be…?"

"Pregnant. I mean, I don't know for sure yet, but I'm three weeks late, and I'm never late, and I had kind of stopped taking… you know… when I thought Logan and I were over but then we weren't and I started up again but you're supposed to wait a month or seven days or something and I definitely didn't wait, and it was so stupid and I should have never stopped, or been more careful or I don't know, but now I'm here and I don't know what to do."

Richard was shocked with Rory's honesty and openness with her worries. Lorelai didn't tell them for months after she knew, yet here was Rory, telling him just that she thought she might be. It was so similar, yet so different. Why was she telling him and not her mother?

"Um, Rory… why are you telling me this and not your mother?"

"I don't know… it's just… she's already had to pick me up from jail, listen to how I'm dropping out of school, she hates Logan because she thinks he's a bad influence on me, which, you know, considering the situation, she might have a point, and… she wants more from me, you all want more from me, and I just… I didn't know how to tell her. I don't even know how I'm telling you except that I have to tell someone. And mom already told me I can't live at home if I'm not going back to school, and I don't know where else to go." Rory always did ramble when she was nervous…

"Well… um… first things first. I'll send Davita for a test, and then we'll just… go from there." Richard wasn't sure what else to do, but he knew that if Rory was willing to open up and ask for his help, he wasn't going to turn her away the same way he did to Lorelai. They could figure this out, and maybe Rory would have more sense to handle the situation appropriately than Lorelai did.

"Okay… okay. And um, Grandpa?"

"Yeah?"

"Can we not tell anyone else about this for a least a little while? Not Grandma, not mom? We can tell them soon, it's just… we shouldn't worry them until we know more and have some sort of plan, you know?"

"Of course, Rory, if you think that's best."

"Emily, this is what she wants. She needs some space from Lorelai, she needs some time to breathe and sort some things out. She's our granddaughter, and we should help give her that time and space if that's what she needs right now."

"But Richard, what about what we talked about with Lorelai earlier? Don't you think this will make her hate us even more?"

"This isn't just about what Lorelai wants, Emily. There is more going on here, and Lorelai has biased feelings. We have to try to step back and look at the bigger picture. We need to support Rory no matter what, like we should have supported Lorelai. If Lorelai gets mad at us for realizing our past mistakes and trying to rectify them when we're given another chance, that's her problem."

Richard had sent Davita out for a test, with strict orders to not speak of it to anyone, though, the poor maid was already too scared to utter a word, and had sent it to the pool house, where Rory was moving in her stuff. He had yet to hear back from her, so even if he did decide to go back on his word, he wasn't about to tell Emily when he had no idea if there was anything to tell. He would talk to Rory about telling people once they knew for sure what the situation was.

"Well, if you really think this is what we should do, then I suppose we will," Emily sighed.

"Good."

Rory had thrown the bag with the test into the bathroom and closed the door, as if closing the door would close out the issue at hand. Maybe if she just unpacked her books and ignored the issue, it would disappear…

How had she gotten herself into this situation? How had she been so stupid? She and Logan had only barely started dating seriously. What was she thinking stopping her birth control just because Logan had stopped calling and she figured she wouldn't need it again for a while. You can't know things like that! You can't just assume you aren't going to have sex when you have no idea when the occasion might arise. She hadn't initially intended to stop, she just missed several days and then figured why try to catch up? What's the point in pretending like she even needed it when Logan wasn't calling her? Taking the little pill just reminded her of her miserable state, so she just stopped.

Oh God. What if she really was? She'd be coming around the mountain in 9 months time! (How she hated Sookie for giving her that visual.) She couldn't handle that! This is not something she was prepared to deal with. And things with her and Logan were starting to feel good, and now this? He would either run away scared or want to marry her, and neither were options she was particularly fond of. Should she terminate it, should she consider adoption? But how could she even consider those two options considering the family she comes from? What were people going to say and thing and—

Rory's internal monologue was cut off and she suddenly felt the urgent need to vomit. She ran into the bathroom and emptied the contents of her stomach. As she was rinsing out her mouth, she knew she had to do it. She had to take the test. Even if she already knew what it was going to say.

So there's what I have... you can let me know what you think or not. Again, I'm not claiming this to be a stroke of genius or anything. I'm just writing down some of the situations I've pondered.