SPOILERS -you have been warned. So this is basically my take on what happens after the famous final four words. Also I'm not really doing the whole obscure popculture references unless they're really obvious because I don't know anything. Please review/favourite/follow/whatever and enjoy!
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"Mom,"
"Yeah?"
"I'm pregnant," Rory's voice trembles as her mother whips around, her mouth open in shock.
"What did you just say?" Lorelai's demands, deathly quiet.
"I'm pregnant, Mom." Lorelai stares at her. "Mom?" Rory asks, near tears, "Please say something, anything."
"I'm processing." Rory watches in trepidation as her mother's eyes clear and the coping look Rory knows too well from almost every Friday Night Dinner snaps into place. "When did you find out?"
"Last week."
"Why did you wait till now to tell me? Oh my God, Rory. You've been carrying this around all week?!"
Rory's mouth quivers and she blinks fast, desperate to hold in her tears of relief at finally telling her mother. "I wanted to. It was the first thing I wanted to do, believe me. But I just couldn't. I knew that telling someone would make it real and I don't want it to be real." Rory's voice cracks on the last word and she collapses against her mother, tears streaming down her cheeks.
"Rory, Rory, its going to be okay. It'll all work out. Now why don't we go home and you can tell me more."
"But the wedding. You're getting married in a few hours."
"We can postpone it, everyone will understand. Luke and I are already married anyway."
"No. No. No, Mom you've already waited so long you shouldn't have to wait anymore on my account. Let's go home and we can talk a bit more then we'll forget about it until tomorrow alright?"
"Are you sure, Rory?"
"Yeah. I just need to distract myself." Rory's tears have dried and she pastes a reassuring smile on her face. "Come on let's go."
Lorelai and Rory walk up the path to their house, Lorelai with her arm tight around Rory.
Rory stops on the porch saying, "Mom. Can you not tell Luke just yet? I don't want him to be thinking about anything but you today."
Lorelai nods and says, "Of course, Hun." She pushes the door open and they head straight for Rory's room. Once inside Lorelai shuts the door and clears a space on the chair to sit down while Rory collapses on her bed.
"Can you tell me who the father is?" Lorelai asks gently.
"Logan," Rory sounds dejected, heartbroken.
Lorelai has to strain to hear Rory's response. "Logan… I thought you broke things off with him."
"I did, but then he and the Life and Death Brigade came to visit me and we played golf on the roofs and went to a tango club and then Colin bought it and then we went to an inn in New Hampshire that Colin also bought and one thing led to another and… how could I have been so stupid!?"
"Calm down, it was a mistake and I'm glad you see that now but… did you forget to use protection or…?
"I don't remember exactly. The whole night felt almost like a dream. I guess we did."
"Oh Rory," Lorelai sighs, "I understand, I really do but I thought you might have learned from me. I don't blame you. God knows I don't blame you, but it's just taking me a lot to process."
"He doesn't know," Rory's voice is small and unsure, waiting for her mother's opinion.
"You haven't told Logan yet?" Lorelai confirms, surprised.
"No. I don't know if I should. Should I?"
"I can't tell you what to do, Rory; you're an adult."
"I know, but I want your opinion."
Lorelai takes a deep breath, "I think that it's ultimately your choice. But you do need to first figure out if you want to raise it with him, and if you want him in your life anymore at all. Wait, are you keeping it? I haven't asked you that."
"Yes. I'm keeping it."
"Okay. So I think that he should know it exists but it's your decision if you want him there, and if you want your child knowing who its father is."
Rory looks overwhelmed, overtired and desperate as she says, "Thanks, Mom. I think I'm going to lie down for a bit, think things through; don't worry though, go get ready for your wedding."
Lorelai nods, tucks a strand of her daughter's hair behind her ear, and leaves the room. As soon as she closes the door behind her Lorelai lets out a breath and slumps against the door, her mind racing, What does this mean for us? Oh poor Rory, she never wanted this now. I hope she raises it without Logan, though she can't legally keep him out of the baby's life. This changes everything. Maybe I should see if she wants Luke and I to pretend it's ours? No, she wouldn't want that."
"Mom? Go get ready. I'm fine, really." Rory's voice is faint through the door but Lorelai composes herself and heads upstairs to get dressed, the wedding is in just over an hour.