Rory spent one additional night in the hospital and was released the next day. Logan and Lorelai fought about who would stay with her to nurse her back to health, and eventually, even Lorelai conceded that it made more sense for Logan to stay. After all, he could work from Rory's home whereas Lorelai needed to get back to Stars Hollow to the Inn and her new husband.

For the first three days, Rory slept a lot. Logan set up a temporary office in her spare bedroom. It afforded him the nearness of being able to hear her when she awoke, but it was far enough away that he wouldn't disturb her sleep with the phone calls he had to make. Logan made sure Rory was on top of her medications and drinking enough water. He tried to be half as good a nurse to her as she had been to him after his accident in Costa Rica.

One the fourth day, Rory was tired of sleeping and tired of being in pain. Logan sat with her in bed and watched reruns of How I Met Your Mother. He brought the New York Times crossword puzzle and with her knowledge of pop culture and his knowledge of history, they easily completed it.

On the eighth day, they had moved to the living room and were sitting on the couch; this time watching re-runs of Friends. Logan had his laptop and was working on a timeline of the New York project. He realized with a start that the new office would be up and running in three short months and he would have to make the decision to stay in New York or return to Palo Alto. Although he loved his partners like brothers and had a nice life built for himself in California, he knew that his future was Rory so obviously his choice would be to move to New York. However, as they had promised, he knew that he needed to talk to her about his decision before he made any final plans.

He turned to her and blurted out his question.

"Do you think about us in a future sense?"

She turned to him and blinked, not quite understanding his angle. "Of course I do," she replied quietly.

He reached down to where her uninjured arm was resting and threaded his fingers with hers.

"The New York office will be up and running in about 3 months. My partners and I decided that I would stay in Palo Alto and spend 8 days every month in New York, but I see no reason why I can't switch that and spend 8 days out of every month there and build my home base here."

Rory turned the TV down, and settled in for a deeper discussion. She shifted so that her legs were on his lap and she was leaning against the armrest, knowing that she wanted to see his face.

"Logan, that's a huge decision and I'm on board with whatever you want to do, but YOU need to decide how that's going to be."

Logan looked into her eyes that were full of fear. He smiled and held up her hand to kiss her knuckles. "No, Ace, it's not my decision. It's OUR decision. We promised each other that we would factor the other in, and now it's time for me to make good on that promise."

"Yes, but you'd be uprooting your life for me. Changing your home. " she said.

"No, I'd be packing my stuff. My home is where you are, sweet girl."

Rory melted at his words and couldn't help the color that rose in her cheeks at his sweet words.

"I feel the same way, but are you really ready to move here? I mean, we haven't been dating again for that long…"

Logan leaned over and cut her off with a kiss. "No, but we know. I know. Who cares about time when it's right?"

He looked deep into her eyes to try to convey his sincerity. "Rory, it's only a matter of time. The opportunity has arisen for me to move, but if you're uncomfortable with it, I will stay in Palo Alto. Obviously, I want to be here with you, but I'm willing to wait because I am 100% certain that if I don't make this move now, I will be making it at some point down the road."

He could tell that she was making a pro/con list in her head. He could tell she had reached a decision when her face lit into a smile.

"Okay," she said so quietly that he had to ask her to repeat herself. When she did, he leaned over and kissed her hard, his tongue exploring the depths of her mouth.

She pulled back and brought him back to reality.

"We need to discuss logistics," she reminded him.

"Okay," he said. "I can find my own place close to you…"

"Or, you can just move in here," she suggested. He was happy to hear that she was willing to jump in with both feet but knew that they needed more.

"No," he replied, showing her that he had clearly thought about this. However, she was confused.

"This is your grandparent's place. If we do this, let's do it right. Our place: something new, fresh that we truly make our home together."

Rory tried to see it from his point of view and realized that he was absolutely right. Before, she had moved in with him and never truly felt comfortable amongst his belongings. If he moved in with her, it would be more or less the same.

"I saw this really cute place on the upper east side. Maybe we could see if it's still available," she suggested.

Logan leaned over and kissed her on the lips. "I'll get the paper in the morning," he told her.


Rory eventually healed enough to hobble around and life went back to normal-ish for everyone. She still had to go to physical therapy but she was at least able to get around. Logan needed to get back to California for a few days, but he set her up with a car service to take her to PT, a grocery service to ensure she had food, and the promise that he was going to call her every half hour. He left her on Sunday with a searing kiss and the promise that he would return on Friday for Friday Night Dinner at the Gilmore's house. Together, they were planning on telling the couple that Rory would be moving out of her apartment. Although they had been unable to get out to see apartments due to Rory's limited mobility, they had looked at apartments online and in the paper and they had both made a list of needs and wants. Rory wanted a nice view, Logan wanted space to entertain, and they both wanted a place to put a library.

By Wednesday, Rory was starting to get bored. She still wasn't back at work yet, and she had never remained stagnant for so long. She called Lorelai who drove to New York for a patented Gilmore Girls movie marathon. Rory ordered Chinese food and pizza, but Lorelai brought Red Vines, Cry Babies, Sour Patch Kids, and Baby Ruth bars as well as the movies. She was using this opportunity to let Rory in on her secret.

"Um, mom? What's the theme here" Rory asked, making sure that she was reading the titles correctly as she looked at Junior, Knocked Up and She's Having A Baby as well as taking in the candy.

"Rory, there's something Mommy needs to tell you," Lorelai said to her daughter as if she was talking to a three-year-old. "Rory, you're going to be a big sister…"

"Shut up," Rory exclaimed excitedly, cutting her off. "You're pregnant? Mom, that's fantastic!"

"Now Rory, please know that we're still going to love you the same way we always have, a baby brother or sister isn't going to change that. But you will have certain responsibilities as a big sister, for example, you might need to share your toys."

Rory ignored her mother's insane babble, knowing exactly what she was doing. "When are you due?"

Lorelai dropped the act. "I'm due in August so it's still early." Looking into the eyes of her daughter and best friend who was so excited about the news, she admitted to her biggest fears. "I'm 41, kid. It's high risk and I'm not even out of my first trimester."

"Maybe, but women are having kids later in life now. You might be a little too late to have 17 kids, but really, would you want to anyway? You'd run out of R names. Robert, Roberta, Raymond, Randall. You can see why emulating the Duggars is a really bad decision at this point in your life."

Lorelai chuckled, but her fears were still there.

"Mom," Rory said, grabbing her hand. "Something could happen, but that's the case if you were 27 or 47. And either way, you can't do anything about it. So worrying at this point when you're supposed to enjoy being a healthy, pregnant woman isn't going to do anything but ruin your experience. Last time, you were worried about the fall out. This is how it's supposed to happen. Enjoy it."

Lorelai realized Rory was right. "I was more worried about finals and memorizing the words to 'Careless Whisper', but you're right."

"So, how is that cutting back on caffeine thing going," Rory asked, knowing that Luke would prevent Lorelai from drinking too much coffee.

"Ugh," Lorelai lamented as she popped the first DVD in the player. "He's so strict about it and he has Sookie on alert too. Its torture!"

The Gilmore girls had a successful movie night and Rory had shared that she and Logan were looking for an apartment together. She begged her mom to attend Friday night dinner with Emily and Richard to back her up when she told them. Lorelai said that she wouldn't miss the look on her mother's face when Rory delivered the news for the world, and promised to bring popcorn.


It was now Friday night and Rory and Logan were sitting in the car in front of the Gilmore's house discussing their game plan. Well, that and Logan couldn't keep his hands to himself, taking advantage of the dark to steal kisses and caresses. Now that he knew they were moving in together, everything felt real and permanent and he was over the moon.

"Logan, stop it! You're getting me hot and bothered and we need to finish this," Rory admonished him as his hand grazed the upper part of her thigh. He smirked and his hand to her collarbone. "You're impossible."

"What can I say Ace? I missed you this past week."

"I missed you too, but what are you hoping to accomplish? Do you really want to fuck me in the car outside of my grandparents' house?"

Logan's smirk grew even wider. "Yes," he responded simply.

Rory laughed at his bluntness. "Well, I'm afraid that would require a level of acrobatics I'm not sure I can physically provide at this point. I think my casts would get in the way."

She jumped when she heard a knock on her window. Turning around, she saw Emily's face peering into the car. Rory rolled down the window, prepared for the verbal lashing they were surely about to receive.

"Hi Grandma."

"What are you doing out here? It's cold."

Logan was always faster at coming up with excuses so he answered for them. "We were just trying to figure out how to navigate the walk, Emily. As you can imagine, Rory is terrified of falling again."

"Of course," Emily responded, accepting their explanation. "Do you want me to get Richard out here to help?"

"Thank you, but I think we can handle it," Rory answered. "We've had some practice in the last few weeks."

"Ok, well, we'll see you inside. Don't dawdle." With that, Emily turned and went back into the warmth of her house.

"Great," Rory said, feigning annoyance. "Now we don't have a game plan and don't have time to make one. Are you happy with yourself?"

"Quite," Logan responded.

"You're impossible," she said. "Come on, help me out of the car."


Lorelai and Luke were already inside and Luke rushed to grab Rory's arm that wasn't being supported by Logan. They navigated her to the chair and she sat down.

"Rory, how are you feeling?" Richard asked after everyone was settled and had drinks.

"Honestly, Grandpa, I've been better, but Logan has been amazing; helping me get around, and taking care of things for me."

"Does it still hurt?" Emily asked.

"Only if I move too quickly or put too much weight on it. A lot of it is going to be learning to get used to the pins in my ankle."

They discussed Luke and Lorelai's house as well as Logan's job before dinner was served. As they settled around the dining room table, Emily decided to be blunt.

"So, what is the reason for this dinner?" she asked.

"Paranoid mom?" Lorelai questioned. "Can't we all just have a nice family meal together?"

"Of course we can," Emily responded. "Except that we've had maybe five of these in the last two years all centering around important events."

Rory decided to bite the bullet.

"You're right, Grandma, there is a reason I wanted to speak with you tonight," Rory started.

"I knew it," Emily exclaimed.

"Mom, let her speak," Lorelai fired back.

To prevent any more fighting, Rory jumped in. "As you know, Logan and I have begun seeing each other again, and he's had the opportunity to move to New York, so we were planning to move in together when he gets here."

"Well, of course you were," Emily said, surprising everyone at the table, except Richard. They had already discussed the possibility of this event taking place and decided that if Rory moved out, they would hold onto the apartment for themselves to use when on business in New York. Emily took in the shocked faces of her daughter and granddaughter.

"What?" she asked. "We knew you weren't going to stay there forever. Unless Logan is moving in with you."

"No, Emily, we were planning on finding an apartment that would suit both of our needs," Logan answered because Rory seemed to lose her voice.

"Ok, well do you have a time frame?" Emily asked.

"Not yet," Rory responded. "We've just started looking."

"Ok, well let us know when you know and we'll get the painters in there to touch up the walls."

"So now that we've discussed that, Luke, how is the diner?" Richard asked as the maid served the salads.


Lorelai and Rory were still shocked speechless when they left the house after dessert. Both had been expecting a fight to end all fights, but it never came. Richard and Emily seemed genuinely at ease with the idea of Rory living in sin with Logan.

"I don't understand" Lorelai said as the door closed behind them. "I told them I was getting married and they freaked. You tell them you aren't and they're ok with it."

"I don't get it either. Should I be scared for the fall out?" Rory asked.

"Maybe, or maybe we've been sucked into an alternate universe where my parents are genuinely ok with you guys living together."

"I don't know, but I do know I need pie," Rory stated. Turning to Logan, she asked "Are you up for a drive to Stars Hollow?"

"As you wish, Ace," Logan responded as he led her to the car.


A/N: This chapter was incredibly easy to write, so I figured I'd update early! In the last chapter, I forgot to thank my beta, xshynenstarx, for her honest feedback and for fixing my careless spelling and grammatical errors...I also would like to thank my readers for all of the reviews, favorites and likes. I know I don't get back to everyone for their feedback, and I'm trying to get better at that, but I do read each review and it pushes the writers block away!

Hope you enjoyed the story!