Hey all I am back with a brand new fan-fiction. I hope you all like it. I don't own Gilmore Girls...only the boxsets. Please enjoy and review.

Logan's POV

It never occurred to me that she would say no. That in three years the idea of marriage never rang in her head! Its been six years since that day and I have still yet to move on!. I've had one night stands and a few relationships but nothing and no-one has ever compared to her. The way her blue eyes could light up as room, her brown hair flowed so freely and her smile took my breath away. With her there was always an element of surprise. I never knew what emotion was coming my way. That's why when I heard that my father had given her a job at the New York Times I was surprised beyond belief. I always believed that my dad hated her and thought she didn't have what it took to make it in the journalism world... I wonder what has change since I dated her and now. I had followed her career and she had made a name for herself and was well respected in the world of journalism.

I decided I was going to phone my dad and ask what he was doing! I didn't understand why he had hired her! The phone rang six times before he picked up.

"Hey son, how can I help you?" he asked as formal as ever.

" I hear you've hired Rory Gilmore at the New York Times?" I ask going straight in to the reason for phoning him!.

" Yes son I have! Do you have a problem with this?" He asked believing I would. My only issue is why?

" No dad I don't! I would just like to know why? I mean when we where dating and you hired her as an intern you told her she didn't have what it took! What has changed now?" I asked still confused and dazed as to why he would hire her.

"I believe I was wrong about her. I have read her articles from the campaign and the are amazing! Her writing just jumps off the page. I also found out she did most of her writing from home and didn't travel with the campaign as she has a child to look after" I'm silent for a moment. I guess the shock of her having a kid had hit me hard.

"She has a kid!" it was more a statement then it was a question.

"Yes I believe she does! A boy called Alexander. His about five and a half." He tells me and I do the maths autocratically and it clicks... we where still together when she conceived which can only mean one thing. I am the father of her son.

"Did you still want me to run the New York Times dad?" I asked before I could even believe the words where coming out of my mouth.

"Why yes son I would! But may I ask what has brought this on?!" I hear him ask with concern in his voice.

"Dad this son you talk about Rory having I believe his mine! I want to know him if he is and if I'm honest I haven't moved on from Ace...I mean Rory. I think I may still love her" I tell him with conviction.

"Logan I know you still love her. I may have not been Rory's biggest fan but I could see the progress she made with you when you where together. You stopped your play boy ways and worked hard. I also of course knew that there was a 75/25 chance that Alexander is yours. I did the maths. I just hope that you get what you want! I would like you to start on Monday please." he tells me. This must have been one of the longest chats that we had had in awhile. But asking me to start on Monday was going to be a long stretch as I had a lot to sort out. I lived in New York but I still worked for the San Francisco Office. I moved back after my dad had his heart attack. This was one of the main reasons he wanted me to take on the task of the New York Times. I would have to multi task while I am working my notice.

"I'll see what I can do dad, but I need to had my notice in with work. I will however be in the office on Monday ready to work." I say telling him I am ready for what's to come.

"Ok son good luck. I trust you with this. Bye" He hangs up leaving me with my thoughts. I look around at my apartment and I spot the only photo I kept out of me and Ace. It was when we jumped of the scaffolding at the life and death brigade. Her words from that day rang in my head. 'you jump I jump Jack' I just wish she was ready to jump when I asked her to marry me.

Rorys POV

Six years since walking away and a part of me wonders that if I had known I was pregnant with Alexander would I have still said no or would I have said yes and asked for a long engagement. I was lucky that Hugo had understood that I would have to work from home. If I am honest I believe I was shocked that my work was the standard it was considering most my stories where written by watching TV and tapings Hugo had sent me. I also shocked myself. I had worked for Hugo publications for six year and now I am moving on. I was starting work for the New York Times on Monday. My dream had finally come true and all I wanted to do was share it with Logan.

I had tried to contact him after Alexander was born but no one would give me his new number. Colin and Finn had both told me that he had moved on and wanted nothing to do with me and that I was not to contact them or him. I was shocked that they could be so cold to me. I mean I understand that I had hurt their friend but apart of me wondered if they had the whole story!. I mean I said no to marriage I didn't say no to him! He told me it was all or nothing. I wasn't ready for all!

Monday is going to be weird as I know that Hunzbergers had brought the New York Times. I just didn't know what Hunzberger would be my boss. Mitchem the one that thought I didn't have what is took to make it in the journalism world or Logan the one that is the father of my child and broke my heart by telling me it was all or nothing. I was hoping it was Logan because then I could tell him about Alexander and how for months after finding out I had tried to tell him about Him but no one would tell me where he was.

I can't say that life was easy after I finished with Logan because it wasn't! I struggled finding a job and part of me believed that the news of my break-up with Logan had go back to Mitchem and he had black listed me from getting a job in any major news paper. I was lucky that I had got to know Hugo at that party that Logan had taken to me and he was kind enough to give me a chance and allowed me to carry on working for him even after I found out I was pregnant.

Monday came quick. To quick for my liking. I woke up early and took a shower. I wanted first impression on my work colleagues to be that I am professional because I'm not sure how long it will last if Logan is my boss. I have told myself many times that I am not in love with him any more but truth be told I never stopped loving him!

I chose to where high waisted boot cut trousers with a red button up blouse and a black two button jacket. For shoes I chose my red high heal Jimmy choo's to match the blouse. The final part to work out was hair and make-up. After twenty minutes I decided I would wear my make up natural and my hair wavy around my shoulders and fringe swept to the side. I the placed my black ghost glasses on and picked up my back and walked to my car. It was time to face the music.

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