Sitting there in the town gazebo with her mom after her midnight wedding to Luke, Rory knew she couldn't wait any longer.

"Mom?" Rory asked timidly.

"Yeah?"

"I'm pregnant."

Lorelai turned to look at her daughter with a stunned silence.

"You're...pregnant?" Lorelai finally managed.

"I'm pregnant. I'm sorry, Mom. I just couldn't keep it from you any longer. I needed my rock."

Lorelai slipped her arm around her daughter, thinking she looked so much that like uncertain girl that she had dropped off for her first day at Chilton so many years ago.

Lorelai drew in a sharp breath and hesitated for a moment. "Logan, eh? How far along does that make you? Oh my God, Rory, how long have you been holding onto this secret? You haven't been to London in..."

"Not that long, Mom. Logan and the guys came to town and planned one amazing night together. It was perfect. For one night, it was perfect," Rory said as she began sobbing silently.