It was hard to believe that it had been a year already, but just thinking about the last year brought a smile to Rory's face. It was unreal in a way. All those years in Boston she knew something was missing, but now everything seemed complete. Her life was complete. Even if she was camped out on her bathroom floor at six in the morning. She could here Tristan and Hope down the hall laughing as they made breakfast. Tristan had become everything she ever dreamed of. He was a wonderful father for Hope and that little girl adored him. Yet, somehow sitting there on the blue title she was scared looking at the box in her hand. Sure he was the perfect father for Hope. He wasn't there for the three a.m. feedings and diaper changes. She felt like bashing her head into the vanity when there was a knock at the door. "Yeah!" She called from her seat on the floor.
"Ror, its Jess I need some advice, can we talk?" The voice came from the other side of the door. It was funny really that Jess molded into her life just like the brother she never had. Sometimes she felt like she was closer to him than to Lane, but then she reminds herself that she was gone for five years. She just sighed as she opened the bathroom door to see him standing there looking like hell.
"Who all is out there?" She asked him.
"Tristan and Hope." He replied looking at her like she had completely lost her mind. "What is going on with you?" He asked as he looked behind her trying to figure out what made her so jumpy.
"You will know in about a minute, so if you want advice hurry up with it." She replied as she looked back at the timer sitting on the floor.
"Right, morning sickness I don't know what to do, she is so miserable." He said as he looked at the floor trying to figure out what was going on with her.
"Keep crackers and Sprite on your nightstand. Have her eat some before she gets up, believe it or not it helps." She replied as she looked back into the bathroom again. The timer had gone off causing her to run back towards the middle of the little room. She felt tears fill her eyes as she looked at the counter. Pink. "Pink!" She squealed as she zoomed past her friend standing in the doorway. Rory Gilmore was never one for running, but she ran into her kitchen right into her fiancé's arms. "I love you." She said as she placed her lips on his.
"Not that I didn't love the good morning greeting, but what is going on with you Mar?" Tristan asked as he looked at her.
"It was pink." She said only bringing confusion to his face. "Tristan, I am pregnant." She said barely above a whisper.
"Oh, wow." He said as he smiled at her before kissing her again. "I love you." He whispered to her as he just held her there for a moment before Jess interrupted them.
"If Lane asked you threw up when she told you, I am not looking like the bad husband again." Jess muttered to Tristan causing the couple to laugh as Rory looked at the little girl sitting at the kitchen table. She just prayed that all her children were as perfect as her little Hope.