AN: I started a new story. I know that the previous one is still unfinished but I promise I'll get that one done too. I have already written quite many pages of this story. I just have to edit it and split it into chapters before posting it.

Before the story starts I want to let you all know that I'm not a doctor or something like that so if the facts aren't right, I'm sorry but can't help. I do watch ER and House but that probably doesn't make me an expert.

I hope you enjoy the story!

1. Bad News

(Rory's POV)

I felt sore. Like I had been hit by a truck. Every single muscle in my body was aching and lifting my arm felt like lifting a bookshelf full of books. I was completely exhausted. Some people like the muscle pain that comes after a hard exercise but I don't. I'm a Gilmore girl and I do not exercise. It is against the rulebook.

This time I hadn't been in a car accident or gym. I was lying in this hospital bed because I just had a baby boy. Ten fingers, ten toes, blue eyes and a tiny bit of hair. They only let me hold him for a very little while before they took him away to examine him. He was a perfect little human being. I fell in love with him the second I saw him. He was my baby boy and no-one could take him away from me.

A nurse came into room and told me that she would take me back to my own room to rest.

"When can I have my son back?" I asked.

"Doctor is checking him right now but I bring him to you as soon as doctor is done which the examination." The nurse answered to me.

She took me into my own privet room and left me alone. I was anxiously waiting for my baby to return to me. When I found I was pregnant I freak out. I wasn't supposed to have a baby in this point of my life. This was the time when I thought I was building my career and travelling around the world as an overseas corresponder. All doubts that I had had before disappeared when they handed me my baby. Right now I wouldn't chance him to anything. My maternal instinct must have woken…

"Hey honey." My mom said walking into my room with Finn in tow. "Is everything okay with you?"

My mom was in the delivery room with me but she was asked to leave when doctor wanted to examine me after the labour. "The doctor said that I'm fine. Just tired."

"Where's the little man?" Finn asked. "Lorelai said he was the cutest baby boy ever. I want to see him too."

"Doctor is checking him but after that he'll be brought here." I answered. "It seems to be a very thorough examination since they took him away from me almost one and a half hours ago."

"They just want to be sure that he's fine." My mom told me.

After almost half an hour the doctor came to my room but he didn't have my baby.

"Where is my baby?" I asked alarmed.

"I have to talk to you about something first." The doctor said.

"What's going on? Why can't I see my baby?" I felt panic rising. Something wasn't right.

"I examined your baby and found something alarming. We took some more tests and found out what is wrong with him." The doctor said with a calm voice.

"There's something wrong with my baby? Can you fix it? Please tell me you can fix it." Tears started flowing down to my cheeks. My mom moved next to me and put a hand around me to calm me.

"Your baby's bone marrow is not working the right way. He doesn't have enough red blood corpuscles in his blood. It can be cured with marrow transplant." The doctor explained to me.

"I donate my marrow to him." I said right away.

"It's not that easy. We have to find a match first. It's very likely that one of the parents is a match so we need to test you and the father." The doctor said gesturing towards Finn.

"No, no, no… I'm not the father." Finn said with wide eyes.

"Sorry, I just assumed." He said and turned back to me. "Where is the father then?"

"I don't know." I said embarrassed.

"You don't know who the father is?" The doctor asked.

"No. I know who he is but I don't know where to find him."

"Well we start with testing you. We should probably test also your parents and any siblings you might have."

"I have one half-sister from my dad's side." I told him.

"Then it's not likely that she's a match if your father isn't." He said.

"What if we don't find a match? What happens then?" I asked but wasn't sure I wanted to know the answer.

"He can survive few days in the incubator but without a transplant he won't make it further. I want you to know that we do everything we can to find a match. We have a register of voluntary donators and we'll check if one of them is a match if you or any of your family members isn't." The doctor told me.

I started crying uncontrollably. My baby could die.

"I'm her mother and I'm ready to be tested. I can call to his father and ask him to come here." My mom offered.

"That's good. I arrange a nurse to test you two right away." The doctor said.

"When can I see my baby?" I asked.

"He's been taken to an ICU. He has to be in an oxygen apparatus because of the lack of red blood corpuscles. A nurse can take you there after you have been tested." He told me.

"Thank you, doctor." My mom said.

I just sat there staring at the wall. My baby boy was really sick. He looked so perfect. What did I do wrong so that he got sick? Am I the worst mother ever?

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(Rory's POV)

An hour later a nurse led me to my son. They had taken the tests but it would take some time to get the results.

The nurse showed me a small incubator inside which laid a baby, a blue hat in his head. He looked so small and fragile. The nurse said that I could touch him through the holes in the incubator. I put my hand inside and stroked his tiny fist.

"Hi, baby boy. I'm your mommy. I will do anything I can to make sure that you'll be alright. I just need you to hang in there."

I hoped so much that I was the match. Or my mom or my dad. If none of us were then I needed to find the father but that wouldn't be so easy. I just couldn't watch my baby die…

AN: So what do you think??? (Remember: not a doctor…)