Following takes place right where Gilmore Girls: A Year In The Life left off so... MAJOR LAST FOUR WORDS SPOILERS!
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"Mom." Rory was quiet.
"Yeah?" Responded a content Lorelai.
"I'm pregnant."
Shock flooded Rory's mother as she turned to look at her daughter, mouth agape.
"Well," Rory prompted after a moment of silence. "Say something." She looked a little nervous as though she'd disappointed Lorelai.
"Oh, right, well…" Lorelai began shaking her head as she tried to wrap her mind around what was happening. "How? No I know how that's not what I meant… how, I know how, if there is anyone in this world who knows how one gets pregnant it's me… I guess, when? Who? How long have you known? This is… I-I was not expecting this."
Lorelai knew that Rory was now thirty three, but it did not stop the awful feeling that she had, the feeling that her daughter would follow directly in her footsteps, the feeling of horror that she herself had had when she discovered she was pregnant at sixteen. That very feeling was back, though this time along with many questions that she had never had to answer when it was her own story.
"I know, I know, I wasn't either!" Rory looked concerned. "I found out three days ago… I'm sorry, I should've waited to tell you, God you hate me now and I just ruined your wedding day, I'm the worst I'm so so sorry." Rory rose from the steps of the gazebo and turned away from her mother who was still staring shocked at her. But Lorelai was quick to pull herself together when her daughter needed her. She knew all too well how it felt to be in Rory's shoes. Had she wished Rory had picked another day? Perhaps, but she also knew the longer she kept it a secret the harder it would've been to reveal.
"Honey, of course I don't hate you," She said, placing a comforting arm around Rory's shoulders. "I'm just confused. And surprised. Which you knew." Lorelai sighed, "Who's the father?"
"Logan Huntzberger." Rory replied to her feet.
"What? When was the last time you saw him, I thought you were cutting him off, you know due to his fiancée?" Rory pulled away from Lorelai to face her.
"I know, I was! And I did! But then he came back for a night about three weeks ago and we had a sort of goodbye… Thing that resulted in, well this!"
Rory paced back and forth a little, her hands on either side of her head.
"Does he know?"
Rory shook her head. "Ugh I'm terrible! I'm going to be a homewrecker, again! First Dean, now Logan. Better keep me from any and all homes, cause I can't seem to find one, but I sure pride myself in the ability to wreck them!"
"Don't talk like that!" Lorelai took Rory by the shoulders and leaned down to meet her eyes. "Look go home and calm down, okay?"
Rory nodded, still distraught. "I'll be back in time for the wedding. The… Next wedding. Mom, I'm so…"
"Not another word," Lorelai said granting Rory a small smile and slight squeeze on her shoulder. Rory hugged her, before heading off to their house.
"Call him!" Lorelai shouted after her.
