AN: Okay so I got a comment about the characters being OOC. Yes they are. They are very OOC, but I hope you are okay with that. This chapter is sort of a bridge/filler chapter to get us to the next part. Please let me know what you think.

There it was in black and white.

The headline in both the Hartford Chronicles and the New York Times; "Logan Huntzberger and Rory Gilmore split".

Finn read the article several times. Nowhere in it did it mention why the power couple split, only that it was a tragic ending of such a lovely couple.

Finn knew he should feel something; he just didn't know what that feeling was supposed to be.

Two months had gone by since His and Rory's meeting. He had gotten back to work, but was still not fully himself.

Colin and Stephanie had made it a habit to call him at least once a day, and visit him at least twice a week. He understood why they were worried. If the roles were reversed he would be worried too. He wanted to spill everything to them; especially when Stephanie got that motherly look in her eyes. But he couldn't do that. He could ruin his life all he wanted, but he wasn't going to ruin Rory's, no matter how angry he was with her.

He had managed to make it back to his normal routine at work. He knew his performance wasn't up to its usual standards, but he was still heads and shoulders above everyone else.

Today he had three meetings to addend to discuss the expansion of the west coast locations.

Finn's dad's company specialized in business marketing. They handled quite a few big named accounts throughout the country. Finn was being prepped by his father to take over the company in a few years.

There was a knock at his office door. Katrina, his secretary, entered without him saying anything. "Mr. Morgan, there is a young lady here to see you. A Lorelai Hayden."

Finn knew that name. Why was Rory using her first name and her father's last name? "Did she say what she wanted?" He asked in a curt tone.

Katrina shook her head, her blonde curls falling around her face. "All she would tell me is it is personal."

He let out a long sigh. On one hand he wanted to talk to her. He wanted to find out what happened between her and Logan, but on the other, he was still furious with her. He figured he better suck it up if he wanted to get any answers. "Give me 5 minutes and then let her back."

Katrina nodded and left.

Finn did his best to calm the rage that had been simmering in his gut for the last two months. He would hear what she had to say and not yell at her.

At least, that is what he would try to do.

After a while there was another knock on the door. Katrina appeared again, but stepped aside to allow Rory into the room.

Finn felt his heartbeat quicken. He looked at his secretary, "Thank you Katrina. Please hold my calls for now."

Katrina smiled and nodded as she shut the door.

The air in the room felt thick all of the sudden. Rory stood awkwardly in the middle of the room. She looked unsure of whether she should sit or not.

Finn noticed her stomach was a lot more pronounced than the last time he had seen her. Though, if his calculations were correct, she was only a couple months away from her due date. The thought made his heart constrict.

Not to long from now, there will be a little human being with half his DNA in this world.

He took a deep breath to try to calm his frazzled nerved. "Please sit Lorelai. You are making me nervous just standing there like that."

She had caught his emphasis of her first name. "I used Lorelai instead of Rory," she said as she sat in the chair across the desk from him, "because I don't really care for the attention I have been getting lately."

"Oh yes, the big Huntzberger Gilmore split." Finn picked up the copy of the New York Times he had on his desk and examined the front page. "They sure have made a big deal about you two, haven't they? Everyone does like juicy gossip when it comes to the…what was it they said in your engagement announcement? Oh, that's right, this year's 'most in love couple."

Rory let her gaze drop to the floor. Finn knew he was hitting below the belt, but at this moment he couldn't help it.

"So," he said, breaking the silence that stretched between them, "what brings you here?"

She wouldn't look at him. Instead, she was fiddling with her purse strap. "I came by to check on you."

"To check on me?" He scoffed, "Why in the hell do you need to check on me?"

She looked up slightly, "I ran into Steph the other day and she told me that you hadn't been well for the last couple of months. She said that she and Collin found you in the shattered remains of your apartment. She said you tore yourself up really bad. Is that true?"

Finn shrugged, "Could be, why does it matter to you?"

"Well…I, just, I was wondering if it was cause of me?" She looked terribly nervous to hear his answer.

Standing from his chair, Finn walked to his window and looked down at the street below. "As much as I wish I could say you had no part of that little…breakdown, I can't." He turned back to look at her. "You are about to have my child, and you were going to make it out to look like it belonged to someone else." He started to pace behind his desk. "I am going to be a father and no one knows. The first grandchild to my parents, the first niece or nephew to my brother and sister and yet they don't get to know this." He stopped suddenly and turned to face her. "For the last 7 months the Huntzbergers have gotten to feel the joy that comes with getting ready for a new baby. They have gotten to believe that the next generation of their family has been created." He let out a bitter laugh, "Must have blown a hole in their plans when they found out you and Logan split." Then something dawned on him, "Do they know why you split? Why did you split?"

Rory's eyes met Finn's. "I…I told Logan that the baby wasn't his. I don't know what he told them."

Finn arched an eyebrow. "Really?"

"Well, he came to me, and asked me about the conception date," her voice was just above a whisper. "I guess he put two and two together and figured out that he couldn't be the father." Tears started to spill down her face. "He was pretty pissed. He asked me to move out."

Finn had to fight back the urge to comfort her. As much as he was angry with her, he still had a small soft spot for her. "So when did this happen? Where are you staying?" The harshness in his voice had tempered down a bit.

"A couple weeks after I met with you. I went to stay with my mom," she sniffled. "While she doesn't agree with my actions, she would never turn me away."

"So did you only come here to check on me, or is there another reason?" He couldn't help the bluntness of his question. He knew she wasn't just here to check up on him.

Her gaze dropped again. "I wanted to say I'm sorry."

"Sorry for what? Breaking my heart to be with an asshole who would kick a pregnant girl out, or for the fact that you were pregnant with my child for 5 months before telling me." His voice was calm. "Or maybe you are sorry that I found out because now you have to live with the guilt of knowing that I knew you were going to try to keep my child away from me."

"That's not it at all!" She defended. "I am sorry that I kept the truth from you, but I am not sorry you found out. I wanted to tell you, I really did, but I didn't know how."

Finn slammed is hand against the desk, "Bullshit Rory. You could have called, emailed, texted. Anything would have worked. You didn't want me to know. You wanted to keep your perfect little life the way it was. Having me in the picture only complicated things."

Rory was full on crying now. "You're right. It would have complicated things. But it's not as simple as you put it."

"Yes, Rory, it is that simple. You used me to satisfy a need that Logan was obviously not meeting. I was nothing but a living sex toy for you. I just happened to get you pregnant. Another thing the golden boy has obviously failed at"

Her face was wet from the tears. "No, Finn. I swear, I wanted to be with you. I was happy when I was with you."

"Swear all you fucking want, it doesn't change that you chose him over me. It doesn't change the fact that I fell in love with you and that it meant nothing to you."

Rory's head dropped in defeat.

He dropped back into his chair. "Look Rory, I just can't do this. I think you should go."

She nodded and stood from her seat. She took a folded piece of paper and placed it on his desk. Without a word of explanation she turned and left his office.

Finn picked up the glossy parchment and unfolded it.

It was a sonogram picture. Black and white and grainy. It was dated two weeks ago and next to the date stamp was a single word…

Boy.