Disclaimer: I own nothing. It's all Amy Sherman-Palladino's! Although, most of the time I wish I owned Logan (Insert Lorelai's 'Dirty!' here!)

Summary: Future Fic. Two Years after 'But I'm A Gilmore!' And…that's about it.

Chapter One-To Be Or Not To Be

It had been two years since they had officially become a couple. In the months following that day in his dorm room, they had fallen deeper and deeper in love. He'd been the first to say it. She was ecstatic…Her mother…not so much. Though, in time, she had come to like him. Actually, she had come to adore him and her daughter together. He had graduated the following year. Her impending graduation was just a few weeks away.

And as she stood in the bathroom, looking at anything but that white stick; waiting for an answer, all she could think about was him. Nothing else in the world mattered…not the graduation, or her new position at the newspaper, or grad school.

She took a deep breath. This is it, she thought, preparing to check the results. She slowly lowered her head; her eyes resting on the bright pink line, standing out against the white background. Oh my god. She heard a door open and close; then footsteps; then his voice. "Rory? I'm home!"

She quickly disposed of the test, and wiped her eyes. She opened the door, and made her way downstairs.

"Hey," she said, walking towards him.

"Hey, Ace," he said sweetly. It was then that he noticed the tears. "Ace, what-"

She swallowed, and looked up at him. "Logan…we, uh…we need to talk."

Logan's hear began to pound. "O-okay," he said. He took her hand, and led her into the living room. They sat on the couch as he watched her wring her hands nervously.

"Rory, what's going on?"

Rory sighed. It's now or never…

"I-I took a test today, and, uh…Logan, I'm pregnant."

Logan stared blankly at her for a moment, processing his thoughts.

"Logan, please say something."

A smile slowly crept across his face. "I love you," he said. He leaned forward, and took her face in his hands, kissing her gently. "I'm going to be a dad!" he said excitedly.

She laughed, relieved he was so happy. "Yes, you are," she said.

"Rory…do you want to get married, or…" Logan questioned, his face suddenly becoming serious.

Rory shook her head. "No," she said, simply.

"What/"

"Logan, I love you. You know that. I do want to marry you…eventually…when we want it. Not because of an obligation."

Logan nodded. "Okay."

Rory smiled. "Okay…I have to go see my mom and Luke," she said; standing from her seat on the sofa.

Logan smiled. "I knew that was coming sooner or later. Do you want me to go with you?"

Rory smiled, and shook her head, leaning down to kiss him. "No. This is a definite mother-daughter thing. I'll call you later."

She grabbed her purse and jacket and headed to Stars Hollow.