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"Rory, it's mom. Call me."

The fourth message Lorelai had left for her daughter in the last two hours and still nothing back yet. She was still reeling from the information Logan had given her.

Ten years ago Rory had given birth to a baby boy and left him in the hospital as soon as he took his first breath. Apparently she didn't even wait around long enough to ask the staff his sex. As far as Logan had told her, Rory still might not know.

She was in Europe now, working. Rory had tried the political route but had found it to be unsatisfying. She needed a bit more culture in her life, and found her niche in writing for National Geographic. Something neither had thought would be her path, but had just been the fit Rory had needed. She got to travel and experience life in ways that most of Stars Hollow's residents hadn't even bothered to dream of. `

When Rory was home she lived in the apartment above Luke's. As rare as it might have been. Usually they just left the space available to April or Jess if they came into town and needed the space.

Lorelai dialed Rory's number again, "Um Rory, kid, you have got to call me now. I had a visit from Logan Huntzberger. It's important."

Luke came in while she was speaking and approached. As soon as she hung up her phone he asked, "Logan? What did HE want?"

"Well apparently he has a kid." Lorelai commented. When he looked as shocked as she felt, she continued. "He's sick. Like bad sick. And he says that he's Rory's kid."

"Lorelai," Luke said, "isn't that a little bit backwards. A woman can't have a child out there and not know about it. It doesn't work that way. I don't know what his angle is, but Logan is lying."

"I don't know Luke," Lorelai said. "He really seemed very serious. Maybe Rory did know and she just didn't want us to know about him. I mean, it's not like he's here asking her for the last ten years of child support or anything. He seems to really believe that Rory is his mother. Luke, his child is sick. He just needs help."

"Lorelai don't you think that we would have noticed if Rory was walking around pregnant!" Luke started to get mad. "I mean seriously Lorelai! I can't believe you're letting this guy manipulate you like this. We would know. You would know. It is not and it never will be Rory's kid. He's probably in his car right now laughing at you. It's all a joke!"

"And what if he isn't?" she asked. "What if we have a grand kid out there that needs help. What if our grandson is dying and we never meet him or help him?"

"I know," he began to calm down. "But this is Rory we're talking about. Our Rory. She wouldn't have kept a secret like that from us. Not from you."

"Yeah, I hope you're right." She agreed. "I guess we just have to wait until we talk to her."

Lorelai dialed her daughter's phone number again. No answer. This time she didn't bother to leave a message. She would call back eventually.

She turned to her husband. "Thanks for always being on Rory's side. She and i have always been so lucky to have you."

"Anytime," he hugged her. "You mind going to go get Emily-Elizabeth from dance at Mrs. Patty's? I'll stay here and start on dinner."

"Yeah, sounds great." She smiled at him. "Gumbo tonight?"

He nodded. "With a side of home made corn bread, and a big batch of chocolate chip cookies and ice cream for desert."

"Oh you spoil me." She pecked his cheek lightly. "You know who I should call if we're having gumbo."

"Nobody. You should call nobody." He was shaking his head no, very adamantly. "You don't have to invite anyone to come eat with us."

"Liz loves your gumbo babe," She said. "I'm inviting them."

"Lorelai no," he asked. "Because they all come and then it's like having a whole family of 6 year olds here."

"Doula is 11 now babe."

"It's a figure of speech." He said. "Besides the little one is 6, and he's the worst of them all. Well TJ is the worst, but he's a close second."

"I'm calling them," She tossed her hair in that way that always got her what she wanted with her husband.

"Fine." He agreed. "Call April too then, I guess. See if she wants to come over too. I guess we'll have a party."

She grabbed her keys and started to head out the door. Luke stopped her. "We'll figure this out. She'll call you. And, if he is her son, we'll figure it out. We won't let anything happen to him, okay?"

She smiled and half nodded as she grabbed her coat from the hook and headed out the door. Lorelai so hoped he was right. Why would Rory do something like this? Why would she choose to lie for a decade about it? And how could she abandon a baby? Her own child? She hoped there was a whole lot more to the story than she was getting right now.