Rory had had an eventful past few years since her graduation from Yale. She had followed Barack Obama on his campaign trail reporting for an online magazine run by Hugo. She had turned down Logan's proposal for her career and it had paid off but she still thought about him from time to time. However, she didn't have too much time to think about with him, she had obligations to attend to. She had a kid.

That's right, Rory Gilmore was a single mother at the age of 29 and although the father was not in the picture, she wouldn't trade her child for anything. It was a boy. She broke the Lorelai tradition for which she was grateful for. She didn't want another Lorelai as much as she loved her mom, she wanted her child to feel they would always have their own identity. Rory had had a tough labor and in the midst of it all she had named her son Eli, in homage to Logan even though Logan was not the father.

She had gotten drunk on the second year of the campaign trail and had sex with one of her fellow reporters. They hadn't used protection as he had assumed she was on birth control. Had she been less drunk, she probably would have made him put a condom on or stopped it completely. She had informed him of her pregnancy and he wanted no part of it. She cried and cried until her mother made her realize that she could do this. She had considered getting an abortion but she couldn't. She figured she was 24 years old. She could do this. She had the father sign over his parental rights so he could not fight for custody in the future and set up shop in Hartford.

She had wanted a fresh start and had gotten a job at a newspaper in Hartford. Eli was now 4 years old, almost 5, and looked exactly like his mother but in boy form. He had her blue eyes and brown hair but seemed to have her father's nose. He had asked about his dad when he started to meet new kids and she had told him the truth. His father was not ready to be a father but he didn't need him. He had her, grandma Lorelai, grandpa Luke, grandma Emily and grandpa Richard. Lucky for Rory, the father's family was practically nonexistent and was unaware of Eli's presence so she didn't have to deal with that side.

She was on her way to pick up Eli from school. As a journalist she was able to have a flexible schedule as long as she was there for meetings and met her deadlines. She stood waiting outside of her son's school in Hartford checking her emails. She had sent in her article and was happy to see that her editor seemed to like her article. As she stood waiting for Eli, she watched as the kids flew out of the school looking for her parents. One of the little girls ran into and had fallen onto her butt.

"Oh my goodness. Are you okay sweetie?" Rory asked the little girl concerned.

"Sorry. I went too fast." The girl stood up slowly and looked to be ready to take off again.

"What's your name sweetie?" Rory asked

"Phoebe" The girl responded looking around the courtyard.

"Hi Phoebe, my name is Rory. Who's picking you up Phoebe?" Rory asked not wanting to let the girl go without talking to her parent so that they didn't try to blame it on Rory.

"My uncle… There he is." She took off again going towards a blonde man she hadn't seen in almost 8 years.

She knew she had to talk to him but she wanted to wait for Eli. Right then Eli came running towards his mom.

"Mommy!" Eli exclaimed as Rory picked him up.

"Eli! I can see you're excited to see me!" Rory laughed at her son's excitement. It was one of her favorite parts of his personality.

"It's Friday which means it's ice cream day!" Eli exclaimed excitedly

"Oh I can't believe I almost forgot. I'm so glad you reminded me." Rory said teasing her son.

"Mommy!" Her son exclaimed

"Okay okay let's go. I just have to talk to someone quickly." Rory said as she let Eli down to the ground and held his hand.

They made their way over to Logan and his niece as she saw he hadn't taken his eyes off of her since he heard Eli's exclamation.

Rory smiled trying to break the tension when she arrived in front of him.

"Hey Logan."

"Rory" Logan breathed out

"Is Phoebe your niece?" Rory asked him remembering the girl had said her uncle was picking her up.

"Yeah, how'd you know?" Logan asked still confused at seeing Rory here with a child.

"She ran into me and I wanted to let you know in case she has a cut or bruise. She fell on her butt on the ground but she said she was fine. Anyway I wanted to let you know just in case." Rory rambled.

Logan laughed lightly at her ramble. He had missed those rambles in the past 7-8 years.

"Well, she seems to be fine. Phoebe, did you hurt yourself?" Logan asked caringly towards his niece.

"No. Can we go get ice cream now, Uncle?" Phoebe asked excitedly

"In a minute." He said before turning back to Rory, "She seems fine."

"Good. Well we should go. It was nice to see you again Logan and nice to meet you Phoebe." Rory said trying to escape the awkward situation.

"Well we were going for ice cream, do the two of you want to join us?" Logan asked having overheard their conversation earlier.

"YES! Let's go Mommy!" Eli said pulling her forward.

"I guess we will meet you there." Rory said turning to Logan laughing while being pulled down the street to the ice cream shop by her over-excited son.

Rory was nervous about this ice cream meeting. She didn't know how to explain about Eli and his father. She had been hurt by Logan and had put that chapter behind her. She wasn't sure she wanted to revisit it.

A/N: SO what do you think? This idea came to me and I just decided to write it down. Let me know what you think of the first chapter! R&R!