Rory spent the next week trying to muster up the courage to tell Logan about the pregnancy. Every time she picked up her phone, she imagined Odette being there when she called, Logan having to step outside or take the call in secret. How was she suppose to tell him something like this over the phone? But it wasn't like she could hop on an international flight and ring his doorbell without notice either. Should she text him? Every time she considered the scenarios, it gave her major anxiety. She decided that she was entitled to the week to mull it over. She spent the rest of her time working on her book, and the words just seemed to flow. She spent a great deal of the time working on it in her grandfather's study because it made her feel connected to him and connected to the story. She couldn't bring herself to sleep at what had been her grandparents house, as her grandmother had offered because it was just too lonely. She did however doze off in the middle of writing often that week. The fatigue was a whole new experience for her.

This particular day was a Friday morning, six days after her mother's wedding, and six days after telling her mother that she was pregnant. Rory hadn't told anyone else about her pregnancy yet, in face she had barely been anywhere besides her grandparents house. Lorelai and Luke had just returned from a short honeymoon and both seemed to be in excellent moods. Rory had enjoyed the solitude that their trip had provided her, writing during the day and watching marathons at night, had provided her with distractions. Lorelai and Luke had returned late yesterday though and Rory knew that she was going to have to face reality soon.

Luke was in the kitchen, making coffee. He seemed way too wide awake for this time of morning. "Good Morning Rory. Coffee?"

"Yes. No. Maybe," Rory said; she wanted coffee so bad but knew she couldn't have much.

"Sleep deprivation sometimes causes indecisiveness. How about you just stick to one cup a day so that you have a chance of sleeping?," Lorelai threw in as she sauntered in to the kitchen.

"Yeah, one cup sounds good. Thanks Luke."

As Luke set the coffee in front of Rory, that same nausea from yesterday returned and Rory barely made it to the bathroom to throw up. Who would have thought she had anything left in her after yesterday? She was starting to think that this whole 'morning sickness' thing might not be too much fun. How could her favorite smell make her sick? She walked back in to the kitchen and sat down. Someone had moved all the coffee to the sink. Coffee sounded so good and so bad at the same time.

Lorelai and Rory exchanged looks and Lorelai said, "I think you should probably let the cat out of the bag. At least where Luke is concerned,he might start thinking you have a drinking problem or something. "

Luke looked between the two women, confused. This was nothing knew for him, where Lorelai and Rory were concerned, he often had keeping up with there conversations. "What cat? Rory, what's going on? "

Rory looked up at the man who had become a father figure to her over the years, she wasn't sure she was ready to let this cat out of the bag to him, but she probably wouldn't get more ready. "Luke, I'm... pregnant."

Luke dropped the dish towel on the table and looked dumbfounded as he was searching for the right words. "You are going to make an incredible mother Rory."

"Thanks Luke," Rory said, with a smile, because she was relieved that was out the way.

"Is what's his name the father, if you don't mind my asking? Jake, Peter, Adam? What is that kids name?"

"No Paul is not the father. Logan is."

"Paul, that's his name! Why is that so freakin' hard to remember? Wait...did you just say Logan? As in Huntzberger?"

"Yeah, that's the one."

"Well I didn't know you two were seeing each other. I didn't even know you finally broke up with Paul," Luke said seeming surprised.

"Well we weren't really, we had kind of an understanding. He is engaged."

"Oh, I see." Luke was a man of few words, especially in comparison to the Gilmores.

Rory ate a couple pieces of toast because that was all she could eat and then she decided to go for a walk. It killed Rory to see what looked like disappointment in Luke's eyes. She knew he held her in high esteem but in reality she was a royal mess. Luke had the fatherly pride that she wished she got a chance to see more often with Christopher. Sure her father seemed proud when he decided to participate in her life but that hadn't been nearly often enough. Luke had always been there for her, heck he had her New Yorker article on the back of his menus. As she began to pass all the houses in Stars Hollow, she started to imagine the happy families that were inside of those homes. Would her child ever have that? Did she ruin things for her future child by not considering the consequences? She just wanted to be with Logan in those moments, the rest of the world be damned. Her selfishness and her recklessness was what led to this. Rory couldn't keep the tears at bay again.

"What's a matter darling," asked. This was what snapped Rory out of her bubble and when she realized that she as crying in the middle of town. That was a sure fire way to start the gossip in Stars Hollow. The whole reason she had gone to an OBGYN outside of town was to prevent that from happening.

"Nothing, just needed some fresh air."

"Man troubles? That made me go searching for some fresh air too! In fact, that's how I spent the entirety of my first few marriages."

"Writing troubles actually," Rory said kind of meekly. Which wasn't really a lie, she was writing and she had trouble staying awake while she was doing it.

"Sure, sure honey," Ms. Patty replied, and then turned to the dancers, "Girls, turn to the left more. I have to run them though their rehearsal, but good luck with your book," Ms. Patty lifted her brows on the word book to let her know she wasn't buying a word.

Rory continued on her way until she hit Lane's place. She had managed to keep the waterworks at bay this time, thank goodness. Hopefully the crying thing wasn't going to be a habit. She didn't really want to spend the next seven and a half months weeping like a child.

Lane opened the door, ushering Rory in. " Hey Rory."

"I have an announcement, and I figured since the gossip mill will have it out soon, I need to get to you first. I mean I was going to try to wait until I told him but then I told Jess and of course Luke because my mom knew and I don't know maybe I should just hang a banner. It would save me ti-"

"Okay, slow down. You lost me and you are kind of scaring me. I mean I know that the gossip mill, mainly Babette and Ms. Patty have been speculating about you since you came back. Still, what could be so major that you needed to get here first?"

"I'm pregnant."

"What?"

"I'm pregnant"

"Sorry, I heard you. I just was kind of shocked."

"Tell me about it. I was just as shocked, well still am really but I am trying to process it."

"Well I am no stranger to being shocked by pregnancy. At least you had sex more than once before you got pregnant."

"Yes, but you were married to Zack. Someone else is about to marry the father of my baby. Not me, someone else. I am just the harlot who has the baby off in some house in the countryside, kept from society."

"Okay I am pretty sure that Logan is not a duke or you know, in another century so we can probably eliminate that from the list of concerns. As far as him about to marry someone else, that is why you need to call him immediately and let him know that he is going to be a father. I might be upset that he put you in this situation but I am not all that sure that he would still marry some other girl, knowing that you are pregnant. I think chances are high that he would step up," Lane said trying to stop Rory from spiraling.

"But I don't want him to be obligated to us for the rest of his life. I love him and I couldn't bring myself to beg him not to marry Odette so that he could be with me. I couldn't bring him to go against his family and the life he has created in order to run off with me. But now I have to go in and ruin it all that anyway. I don't want my child to experience the fun time dad, like I had. One who waltzes in when it's convenient for him and out just the same. And who knows how his parents are going to react. Arrghh, I made such a mess," Rory exclaimed and dropped on to the nearby couch.

"I didn't realize that you were in love with him. I thought you were just having an identity crisis and he was like really good in bed too."

Rory laughed, " That too."

When Rory returned home from Lane's, Lorelai was in the family room surrounded by takeout. "I thought you would need several to chose from to see which one hit the spot. And Luke's still at the diner, so he can't be here to judge."

"This looks great Mom, thanks. But all I really want right now is an apple and a pop tart."

"And the pregnancy cravings begin! I remember pickles in my ice cream, all the apples, and I even ate a salad once!

"Well looks like I have even more to look forward to. I have been getting heartburn all day too. I read that is a common symptom so at least I know it's not unusual. I don't know if I should keep reading my What To Expect When Expecting book because the more she read, the more she got anxious.

"Sookie had terrible heartburn with one of hers. I can't remember which one though. They say heartburn means that the baby is going to have a lot of hair. Maybe my grandchild is going to look like a wookie after all," bending over and talking to Rory's belly, Lorelai said, "It's okay, Gigi will love you either way."

"Mom, will you lay off the Wookie already?"

Lorelai's face turned serious. "Rory when are you planning on telling Logan?"

"I don't know Mom. I am trying so figure it out. I really am."

"It won't get any easier by putting it off hun. "

The next morning, Rory woke up early to call Logan. Since London time was five hours ahead, he should be at lunch around this time and it seemed like now was as good a time as ever. She picked up the phone and set the phone down several times. She paced the room trying to come up with the nerve to make the call. After about twenty minutes, she realized if she didn't make the call, she would miss the chance to call him during lunch time. So she dialed...

"Hello, "said the very feminine voice on the other end of the line.

"Hello. Who is this?," the voice asked, now sounding irritated.

Rory hung up the phone. Why would Odette be answering Logan's phone during business hours? She could just imagine the gorgeous french heiress over there in London, in the apartment that she shared with Logan. Rory was so upset, but how could she be mad at the woman, she wasn't doing something wrong. This what happens when you are the other woman. What happened in Vegas, certainly had not stayed in Vegas. She couldnt call the number back after that experience, probably shouldn't text. She just couldn't work up the nerve for e-mail. She decided tomorrow was another day.

Two days later, Lorelai went with Rory for her 8 week obstetric appointment. Rory was so glad that her mom came so that she didn't have to go in alone again. But when she looked around the waiting room, there were so many boyfriends and husbands that were in attendance. Rory was envious of their support systems. The father of Rory's baby was engaged to another woman, he wasn't hers to lean on. How had she gotten herself here?

"Lorelai Gilmore"

Lorelai nudged Rory, "They are calling you back. Unless I have an appointment that I am unaware of."

They followed the nurse back and did the normal weight and blood pressure check in. Turns out Rory's blood pressure ran on the low side. Then the nurse said something about how she had low blood pressure throughout her pregnancy and she always felt like she was going to pass out. They then followed the same nurse back to the ultrasound room. As they tech inserted the orb, it all became so real. She really had another person growing inside of her?

"The baby's heartbeat is good and strong," said the ultrasound tech.

"Heartbeat, that's what I am hearing right now?"

"Yep. And the measurements are lining up with your due date at the end of July. You are right over the eight week mark."

"I thought I read that you couldn't typically hear the heartbeat until eleven or twelve weeks? I wasn't expecting to have that today."

"Actually, that's true in the case of a fetal Doppler. However, the ultrasound machine can detect starting right around 8 weeks. A lot of the time, we don't do an ultrasound this early, but since you weren't trying to get pregnant, we wanted to double check your due date."

When Rory looked over at her mother, Lorelai was all teary eyed. "My baby's having a baby!"

After they had seen the doctor, who had confirmed that everything looked healthy, Rory made her next appointment for four weeks later and walked out armed with her ultrasound pictures. They headed over to Luke's diner afterwards because Rory was suddenly starving instead of nauseous.

Luke approached them as soon as they came in, like her had been waiting. " Hey. How did the appointment go?"

"Shh," Rory gave him a look," Not so loud. I have no need to announce to the town yet."

"Sorry. What do you guys want to eat?"

"I will take one of everything please," Rory said pretending to look at the menu.

"I take it that the nausea is not so bad right now."

"No nausea. Get back with me after I finish eating half the diner. I am famished and I am eating for two now after all," she whispered.

"Rory, you and Lorelai have been eating enough for a small army ever since I met you guys. But I will get you an assortment of things," he said eyeing them, " A small assortment."

Lorelai pretended to look offended. "Oh, me too. I will have what she's having," she chimed in.

"Oh, I am sure you will."

By the time that the had finished their feast, the diner was empty except for them. "Rory, can you pull out my grandbabies first picture and show Luke."

Rory pulled out the ultrasound pictures and handed them over to Luke. "This is the little guy or girl here. He's so small, he looks like a little pea."

"It's our little grandpea, Luke," Lorelai said smiling. Which made Luke smile somewhat too. Rory was so happy that her mom and Luke were happy. She would be honored for Luke to be a grandfather to her baby, because he had always been there for her and her mother.

When she got home that night, boredom drove her to go through the pile of mail she had sitting on her desk. She had changed her mailing address from her P.O. box to this address. She hadn't really checked it because, I mean, who sends mail anymore? There really wasn't anything important she was waiting for and nothing beyond junk mail generally. Then she came upon it. She felt under devastation as she read the invitation in front of her. She was invited to Logan's wedding? Why would he put her on the list she wondered looking at the envelope. This was postmarked here, the return address was Hartford. This wasn't sent by Logan, this was sent by Shira. Did Mitchum tell her that he had seen them together. She hadn't thought Mitchum believed the just old friends thing Logan had said. The wedding was set for May 20th, 2016 2:00. This seemed a little early for the invitations to be going out. This felt like a message but was it from Shira or from the universe? Either way it was utterly devastating to Rory. She knew he was engaged, but seeing an actual date for a wedding was soul crushing.

A few days later, Luke, Lorelai and Rory were on their way to Nantucket. Rory still hadn't considered other ways to contact Logan. The invitation had taken the wind out of her and she didn't know where to go from there. She figured for now, she would deal with telling her grandmother. If she could survive that confrontation, than maybe she would feel a lot more confident.

As if sensing Rory's train of thought, Lorelai said,"We will be there with you every step of the way kiddo."

"Yes, I am here too Rory. Though I don't know how she roped us into a whole weekend there," Luke said sounding resigned to it.

When they got to Emily Gilmore's new home, Rory stood on the doorstep ringing her hands and looking at the door in trepidation. Her mother moved around her and hit the doorbell. "Sorry hun, it's too cold out here for this game. Maybe Mom will be too busy with her new family to even be worried," Lorelai said joking about how Emily had essentially welcomed all of the housekeepers family in.

Emily answered the door, smiling. "Mom since when do you answer the door yourself," Lorelai exclaimed.

"Since I gave Berta the holiday off. She should spend it with her family."

"That was nice of you mom," Lorelai said as they all removed their jackets and other accessories.

"Don't act so surprised, Lorelai, I can be nice."

"I think some one needs to tell the hundreds of previous maids. I think many of them didn't get the notice when they tore from the house crying," replied Lorelai.

"Smells great Grandma. I guess you didn't send the cook off too," Rory said asked trying to break the tension before this conversation escalated.

"Yes, it smells wonderful Emily. Thank you for having us," Luke chimed in trying to assist Rory in adverting the danger.

"Yes, well thank you Rory. I had it catered in earlier. I gave everyone time off until Monday so they could spend it with family The food looked delicious though so I will probably have to use these caters again."

"Okay Mom, are we ever going to eat the food, or we just planning on talking about it, here in the entrance way. Because if that's the case, I think I have some old mints in my purse I might need to break out."

"The food does smell really good and I am very hungry," Rory volunteered.

"Okay everybody, let's eat," Emily gestured them all in to the dining room, where there was enough food to feed all of Stars Hollow.

Lorelai looked around the table. "Well, I don't think we need to be worried about going hungry anytime soon."

They made small talk throughout the beginning of the meal and then fell in to a companionable silence while they ate. Rory didn't have an appetite because of the nerves that had set in. She had to tell her grandmother the same news that her mother had told her all those years ago. No, she wasn't a teenager but her decisions and her situation weren't any better.

"Rory is there something wrong with your food?," Emily inquired while eyeing Rory suspiciously.

"No, Grandma. I just don't have much of an appetite. But I do have something I need to tell you."

"What is it dear?"

"I'm...pregnant."

"I'm going to be a great grandmother?"

"Yes," Rory said somewhat hesitantly.

"This is fantastic. Another generation of Gilmores!"

"You're not upset grandma? The father and I have no plans to get married and I haven't exactly told him yet."

"Why would I be upset, Rory?"

"Don't answer that Rory, it could be a trap!"

Emily's smiled wide. " Oh stop it Lorelai! Rory is going to be a fantastic mother."

"That's what I told Rory," Luke threw in.

"Then we are in agreement Luke," Emily said as if that happened often.

Lorelai grabbed her chest, feigning pain.

"Really Lorelai. What is your problem?," Emily demanded, her voice becoming a bit louder on the word problem.

"This is the same Emily Gilmore who called my doctor demanding to find out the exact date and moment of the conception? The same one who tried so hard to hide my condition for as long as possible?"

"Stop being so dramatic Lorelai! Rory is a grown woman. Women raise children alone all the time now. It's the thing to do. I don't know why this generation doesn't even wish to get married anymore, it's like being a wife is the last thing they want."

"You made the doctor cry Mom! That time you called him, and acted like he was the one who got me knocked up because he couldn't offer you more information. You made him cry."

"This turkey is delicious Emily," Luke said knowing that there were a lot of emotions flying around between these three women and that it was not going to end well if the subject didn't cool down soon.

"Yes. I think they did a wonderful job with it. I will have to ask if they used a special brine. Does anyone wish for more," she said ever the hostess but secretly grateful for the break from the tension.

"I don't think I can eat anything more but it was wonderful Grandma," Rory said becoming anxious for bed and a bit of a break.

Lorelai rolled her eyes, but decided to let the subject drop. " Yes, mom it was very good."

They all retired to the living room and everyone except Rory was grateful for the after dinner drink and small talk. Rory excused herself, sighting her exhaustion and gratefully went up to the room she was staying in. She went to work on her book since she was tired but not really able to sleep. She must have drifted off at some point during her writing because she woke because she had to pee. When she went to the restroom though, she noticed she was bleeding. Panic immediately grabbed her. She started yelling "Mom, MOM!"

Lorelai came running down the hallway to Rory's room. "What, What?"

"Mom, I'm bleeding," Rory barely got out in the midst of the panic.

"Okay, hun let's not panic. This can happen for a number of reasons. I will go get Luke and have him drive us to the local hospital and they can do an exam just to double check everything, okay," Lorelai said calmly, but she didn't wait for an answer as she went to get Luke.

On the drive to the hospital, all Rory could think is that she lost her baby. She must have done something wrong. Maybe the one coffee a day wasn't a good idea. She knew the doctor had said a small amount, like one cup of coffee was fine. But she had said fine, instead of okay or good. Maybe Rory hadn't slept enough or got enough healthy food. She didn't realize how much she had become attached to the little pea until she though that the baby might be in jeopardy.

At the hospital, her mother helped her to fill out the forms and kept her busy with idle gossip in the waiting room. Deep down she knew that her mom was just as nervous as she was. Still, it really helped that she was here. It felt like forever in the waiting room, but in reality it was maybe fifteen minutes because they had hit a slow time in the emergency room.

The nurse that triaged her, was actually very encouraging. She stressed that this type of thing wasn't that uncommon,especially in the first twelve weeks of pregnancy. She said that something like 25% of pregnancy's had spotting, light bleeding for some reason, none of them harmful. Rory felt some relief at this, but she still desperately needed to be assured.

The doctor examined her and did not seem concerned, but she said she run a few tests just to be sure. Rory did seem dehydrated and the doctor had an iv put in for fluids. Her grandma had joined Luke in the waiting room and Rory really wished she could be a fly on the wall in there. She knew her mother was just acting so upbeat for her, but really Lorelai was just as anxious for her the doctor to give her the clean bill of health. Her mom had already discussed every silly topic she could think of, trying to keep Rory's mind busy. If she spent anymore time discussing the Bachelor and who might get a rose, she was going to lose it. But she knew her mother was trying to help so she participated. Finally, the doctor cam back to the room. She had a smile on her face. That was a good sign, right? Rory waited for the words, what felt like forever.

"Everything looked great on your labs. You've had enough IV fluids, so you are good to go home. Just take it easy the rest of the weekend since you were dehydrated, and make sure you get enough to drink. You may want to call your doctor's office on Monday and let them know about this visit."

Relief flooded Rory's face. Her baby was okay. She looked over at her mother to discover that she had a matching look. When they joined Emily and Luke, it became evident that everyone had been scared and didn't want to work Rory up. But now that she knew everything was okay, she knew just how much she already loved this baby. So as she walked out into the cool air with everybody, her whole body tingled with joy.

After the scare, they decided to head home early and take it easy the rest of the weekend in Stars Hollow. Emily was actually very understanding, asking Rory to call her soon. Rory slept most the way home, in the jeep. She quickly fell back asleep when they got home and slept most the day away on Friday.