FALL PART I

Rory Gilmore sipped on her soda as she watched her mother Lorelai Gilmore, and her new husband Luke Danes dance in the middle of the dance floor. Her mother's beautiful dress glittered among the sprinkling lights. Rory smiled, her mother looked so happy. The worry lines that Lorelai had since yesterday seemed to disappear. For a while at least.

For now, she was happy, dancing with her new husband and surrounded by practically all of Stars Hollow. Rory felt as if a million years had passed even though it had only been one day.

Yesterday she had told her mother that she was pregnant and today her mother was married to the love of her life and she was still pregnant. She rested her hand on her still flat stomach and she couldn't believe than an actual baby was nestled in there.

When she had gone the doctor to confirm her pregnancy, Dr. Cox had also let her know that she was three months along. Rory felt like an idiot for not noticing, but then again, she had, had a crappy couple of months and her period had never been very regular.

She was pregnant with Logan's baby. She had known this for a few days and she still couldn't seem to get it through her head.

"Well, she did it. I honestly didn't think she was going to go through with it, knowing your mother." Emily Gilmore looked stunning in a gold colored suit with pearls at the collar. She was drinking a glass of champagne which was nearly empty.

Rory smiled. It saddened her that her son or daughter would never know Richard, but they would know Emily. Speaking of which Rory had no idea how she was going to tell Emily. She doubted that the head of the Gilmore family would be happy to learn that her only granddaughter was pregnant out of wedlock and that the father of the baby was currently going to marry someone else. She was sure that Emily would be thrilled. Not.

"Grandma, Mom and Luke have been living together for ten years did you really think she was going to change her mind about the wedding?"

Emily shrugged. "It pains me to say it, but you mother has the attention span of a hummingbird. I wonder where she got it from, we Gilmores have always had a great attention span. I need another drink, waiter!" she snapped her fingers and a waiter came running towards her.

She grabbed another champagne glass and handed one to Rory. "Here, we should celebrate that your mother is finally getting married. It's too bad your grandfather isn't here to see this. Here."

Rory shook her head, she lifted her soda can. "No thanks, grandma. I'll toast with this."

"You can't toast with soda. Children toast with soda, you and I are grown adults. Are you sick?"

"Um sort of," Rory said. "I'm just feeling a little bit under the weather. Allergies, the doctor said to chill with the alcohol for a few months. . .like six months." Emily looked confused and Rory quickly changed the subject. "So, grandma, how is your volunteer opportunity at the whale museum going."

"Fantastic," Emily said with a grin. "You should hear how those children scream with terror. Yesterday a little girl ran away screaming for her mother."

"Uh, that's great, grandma. Glad you're having fun freaking people out."

Emily put down her glass. "Rory, I wish you would tell me what's wrong. I'm your grandmother, I can tell when something is wrong. Now spill it, young lady. Are you upset that Luke and Lorelai got married?"

"No of course not," Rory shook her head. "Mom is happy and Luke is happy and Luke has been like a father to me. Nothing is wrong, grandma I'm just under a lot of stress with everything."

Emily patted her hand. "Everything will find its place, Rory. You'll see, you have always been a smart girl. Your grandfather would be proud."

"Thanks, grandma." Rory's voice cracked slightly. "I'm glad you came to Mom's wedding." Emily smiled as she took one last sip of champagne.

The next morning Rory sipped on her coffee, coffee always seemed to make her feel better and she liked the way that her bones relaxed after a long evening of partying. Not that Rory had partied too much, she had been too distracted.

"Hey, kiddo. How's the coffee?" Lorelai asked as she sat down across from her. She was wearing a pink bathrobe. She and Luke were leaving on their honeymoon for Florida at noon.

"Delicious." Rory said. "Mom, I can tell that you're dying to say something so just say it. Are you mad? Disappointed?"

"I'm confused and shocked and I don't know how to feel," Lorelai patted her arm. "Who's the father?"

Her cheeks flushed. "Logan."

"I thought so, the same Logan who's going to be marrying French heiress Odette?"

"That would be the one." Rory said. "Mom, this wasn't supposed to happen. I was supposed to have a career and be with someone I could count on. This wasn't the plan."

"Oh, sweetheart," Lorelai said. "I hate to break it to you, but things rarely go according to plan. Are you sure that you don't want me to- "?

"No, I'll be fine. You are not canceling your honeymoon." Rory said firmly. "Go have fun, mom you and Luke deserve it."

The house was erringly quiet and that annoyed Rory, though she didn't know why. Perhaps it was because she didn't trust herself alone with her own thoughts especially when they were all over the place.

She was going to have a baby. It finally dawned on her, she was going to have Logan's baby.

"Mail is here!"

Rory put down her coffee and grabbed the letters from Charlie. "Thanks, Charlie." Rory flipped through the piles of letters. Bills, a magazine subscription, and a very fancy envelope. Rory opened it and it took her a while for her to realized that it was a wedding invitation. A wedding invitation to Logan and Odette's wedding.

Why was Logan inviting her to this? Probably to be nice, but it still hurt. Her chest ached even though she knew from the start that what she and Logan had was just sex.

We are pleased to invite you to the wedding of Logan Hunt-stop she couldn't read anymore. Her chest felt tight. Rory needed to get out of the house. She got out, not caring that she didn't lock the door. She walked or to put it more bluntly ran. Even though she didn't know where she was running.

"Rory!" Lane grabbed her arm. "Rory, what's wrong? Why are you running like a crazy person? Why are you crying?" Oh, god she was crying?"

"He's getting married!" Rory managed to say breathlessly. "I know I shouldn't be upset, but he's getting married to someone else."

"Who? Rory, you're not making any sense." Rory tried to find the words to explain, but she couldn't. Instead she just let Lane hug her.

-End of Fall Part I-

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