"Mom?"
"Yeah?"
"I'm pregnant."
Lorelai's mouth dropped open.
"Like, with a baby?"
"Well, it's not a jelly doughnut." Rory mumbled back. Oh god, why did she say that? Why did she bring this up right now?
"Wenill, congratulations?" was the only thing Lorelai could stammer.
"Logan is the father."
"did you tell him yet?"
"Mom, I've barely wrapped my head around it. He's marrying someone else. I don't even know if I should tell him." Rory blurted out, burying her face in her hands.
"Rory, I'm not going to tell you what to do or not to do. This is up to you. But I'm not my mother. I'll be here."
Rory drew in her breath. It felt so good to tell someone, anyone. They sat for a while, watching the sun rise. Lorelai was the one to break the silence.
"So, this is happening." She stated, wrapping her arm around Rory's shoulder and pulling her in for a hug.
"I guess so."