Okay this is my GG/OC crossover. Thank you to ORy for helping me. You are the best! I hope you like this and give me lots of replies. :) I own nothing. The title comes for a Blessid Union of Souls song.

Taylor Townsend bit her lip and looked at the test again.

The little plus sign hadn't changed.

It was positive. She was pregnant.

She was pregnant and Ryan Atwood was the father.

Ryan, the man who she'd had a drunken one night stand that he didn't even remember right after he'd watched his first love die in a stupid, senseless car accident. Ryan, who was currently living in the back of a bar he was working at during the day, and letting guys beat the living hell out of him night after night. Ryan, who was determined to find the guy who had caused the accident and beat the life out of him. He was the father of her unborn child.

She was so completely screwed, she thought as she put her hand to her forehead and sat down on the bed of her hotel room.

She realized that it was a little silly to come all the way to Los Angeles to take a pregnancy test but she hadn't really felt safe doing it in Newport; not with the way that town gossiped about everything and everyone.

Not to mention what her mother would have done if she'd found the test or had caught her taking it.

She nearly chuckled at the thought of Veronica Townsend finding out that she was going to be a grandmother and that the father of her future grandchild was the 'felon' the Cohens' had taken in three years ago.

Taylor's imminent murder would almost be worth the twin looks of horror on her mother's face as she realized that Taylor had, first of all, repeated Veronica's cousin's mistake of getting pregnant out of wedlock which was going to make her a grandmother, and, second of all, that she had slept with Ryan Atwood of all people. Well, at the very least she was out of high school which was a lot more than Lor-

Taylor's head snapped up at the last thought.

"Lorelai," she breathed. If anyone could understand her position of being pregnant and not being able to count on the guy to be there, especially considering he didn't remember that he'd slept with her and that he was in no place emotionally to be any kind of a father or support system, it'd be Lorelai Gilmore. Veronica may not have been close to her cousin but Taylor had gotten enough of the story over the years to know that Christopher Hayden had taken the coward's way out after Lorelai said she wouldn't marry him. In fact, if Taylor remembered right, Christopher had taken a long time to be any kind of father to Lorelai's daughter.

Taylor shook away the thoughts as she started to plan. She needed to go back to Newport and gather her stuff together. Considering most of it was already in boxes for the move her mother was planning it wouldn't be a big problem. If Veronica asked Taylor would tell her that she was going to Paris early to spend some time with Grandma Hope. Veronica would be thrilled about getting rid of her early even if she wouldn't like that she'd be with Hope. Then she'd have to call Hope and tell her that her college plans had changed and that'd she'd be staying in the states and going to school in Connecticut. Hope would be glad that Taylor would be away from Veronica as mother and daughter hadn't gotten along since Veronica was a teenager. She'd also be glad that Taylor would be near family as Hope's sister Emily and Emily's husband Richard were in Hartford. That reminded her. She had to ask Uncle Richard if he'd contact some lawyers for her to see about getting access to at least one of her trust funds. Her father wouldn't care if she showed up pregnant but Taylor had no desire to kill her grandmother at this point in time.

Just as Taylor got up and reached for her purse someone else crossed her mind.

Seth Cohen. She couldn't just leave without saying goodbye to him. He'd been a friend to her and her to him ever since Marissa had died and Ryan and Summer had done their disappearing acts. She couldn't be another person to leave him, not without saying goodbye.

She sighed and got her cell phone out of her purse. She found Seth's number and pressed 'send.'

"Hello?"

"Seth, it's Taylor."

"Where are you? Are you aware there's a 'For Sale' sign in your yard?"

"I know all about it. It's been there for two weeks. Seth, I need to tell you something."

"So tell me," Seth said.

"This isn't over the phone news."

"Okay, so come over."

"I'm in L.A."

"Doing what?"

"Yeah, that's what I need to tell you."

"How are you getting back to Newport?"

"Train."

"I'll pick you up."

"Okay. Thanks Seth," Taylor smiled.

"You got it."

Taylor hung up and took another look around the room to make sure she hadn't forgotten anything. Then she left the room, crossing her arms over her stomach as she walked.

SHSHSHSHSHSHSH

"Okay, one more time," Seth said. "You're what?"

Taylor rolled her eyes and then looked at Seth again from her position on the couch in the Cohen family den, "This is the last time I'm saying this Seth. I'm pregnant and I'm leaving."

Seth sat down beside her, "Ryan?"

"Yeah," Taylor nodded.

Seth rested his head in his hands, thinking back to the day he'd shown up at the bar to talk to Ryan only to see Taylor coming out of his brother's room.

"You should tell him," Seth said resting his chin on folded hands.

"He doesn't even remember sleeping with me, Seth. How am I supposed to tell him that I'm pregnant when he doesn't remember the night I got that way? Not to mention, he is in no way, shape, or form ready to handle a kid right now. He won't come home, he refuses to enroll at Berkley, and he's letting people beat the crap out of him night after night. I'm not telling him. I am not going to be responsible for finally driving him over the edge."

"Please calm down," Seth said, putting a hand on her back.

Taylor obediently took a deep breath and then let it out.

Seth nodded his thanks. "That's one way of looking at things."

"And the other way?"

"This could bring him back to us."

"It's a crap shoot and I've never been that lucky," Taylor said.

"Yeah, neither has Ryan," Seth said. "But I had to try. That's my niece or nephew in there," he pointed to her stomach. "When are going to go?"

"As soon as I can get my stuff shipped to Stars Hollow."

"Where the heck is that?"

"Connecticut," Taylor smiled. "I've got family there and in Hartford. I'll be better there than I would here. At least there I'll have a roof over my head, even if it is an inn's roof."

"And your mom," Seth asked.

"She'll think I'm in Paris and Grandma Hope will know I'm in the states going to school, which will eventually be true but isn't right now. At the very least, I don't have to worry about them calling the other because they don't really like each other."

"Great," Seth rolled his eyes. "And this family that you'll be closer to?"

"My grandma's sister, Emily, lives in Hartford and Emily's daughter, Lorelai, lives in Stars Hollow. Lorelai, who knows what my mother is like, said anytime I needed a place to go that wasn't my mother's house I was welcome at hers."

"And when she finds out that you're bringing along your unborn child?"

"I think she'll be okay with it. She found herself in a similar situation of being pregnant and not knowing if she'd be able to count on the guy about twenty-two years ago. I've got a couple years and a high school diploma on her situation but it's still very similar."

"She got pregnant at sixteen," Seth hissed at her. "And this is a woman you're going to help for?"

"Lorelai's great. She raised an amazing daughter all on her own. A daughter who is going to graduate from Yale this year. If I am half the mom she is, I'll be happy," Taylor nodded. She looked at Seth, "You're really worried about this, aren't you?"

"People keep disappearing on me," Seth said quietly.

"You could come with me," Taylor offered, only half-joking. She'd actually like the company Seth's presence would provide her.

"Oh, there's a good idea. 'Mom? Dad? I realize one son refuses to come home or have anything to do with us but I thought this would be a good time to tell you that I'm moving to a small town in Connecticut to be with Taylor Townsend because she's going to have your grandchild and before you ask, no I'm not the father'. And then there's Summer," Seth said. "Just imagining her reaction is scary."

"It was just a thought," Taylor said.

"And while it wasn't one of your better ones, don't be surprised if I show up on your doorstep one day, seeking refuge from the craziness that is Newport."

"Stars Hollow is its own kind of crazy," Taylor said. "But I think I'd be okay with you showing up."

Seth nodded as he and Taylor got to their feet. Seth hesitated a moment and then hugged her, "I'll take you to the airport if you need me to."

"I think I'm going to take a train, but thanks for the offer. I guess this is it," she said as Seth released her.

"Right," he nodded. "Write me, okay? Let me know how you are."

"I will, I promise," Taylor said before she took her purse from the couch and exited the den.

Seth heard the front door close a moment or two later and he sank back down onto the couch.

"And another one bites the dust," he said to himself.

SHSHSHSHSHSHSH

Lorelai Gilmore hung up the phone with a strange expression.

Rory looked at her mom when she didn't start chattering about who was on the phone and what they wanted.

"Mom, is everything okay?"

"That was Taylor."

"Doose," Rory asked, confused about why the town selectman would be calling her mother at the moment.

"No, Townsend," Lorelai clarified. "She's coming east and she wanted to know if she could stay with us."

"That's great, isn't it? We still like Taylor, don't we?"

"Yes, we do and yes it is great."

"But," Rory prompted.

"She's pregnant."

"What?"

"Yeah, apparently she had a drunken one night stand with a boy from her school that he doesn't remember and instead of forcing him to be a father, she's taking off."

"And she decided to take off to here?"

"Yes. She said she won't stay if we don't want her to," Lorelai said.

"And?"

"Can you help me clean out the junk room upstairs? Taylor's going to need a place to sleep until she can get her own place."

Rory hugged her mom and smiled.

"What was that for?"

"Just for being the mom I know and love," Rory said.

"I am pretty wonderful, aren't I," Lorelai smiled.

"And so modest," Rory teased.

"It's my curse."