What, is it really her? This story? Really? Yes yes it is. After the long long wait (I blame school and work and stuff) I am back and hopefully better than ever. I've just been so busy lately, and I was in a car accident (I am fine) so I couldn't (literally) write for awhile. But, here's the next chapter. It's April and she's about 27-29 weeks along. So, about 6 months. I'm sorry if it's a little sloppy, I'm still getting used to third person again ever since school let out (We had to do a bunch of autobiography type things.) So, please read and enjoy!
What did you just say, Doc.?
"Rory, you're going to be late if you don't get down here now," Logan said, becoming more than a little impatient. "What could possibly take a half hour for you to do to get ready for a doctor's appointment? Unless he's McDreamy or Steamy or whatever the name is, I don't think you need to have that much makeup on. Besides you're not exactly th-"
Logan was interrupted by a tap on the shoulder. "Don't you dare finish that sentence, hubby. Now, what am I not exactly?" Rory said with a small smile. She was joking with him of course, she knew that she was fat. She was 6 months pregnant with twins for heaven sakes!
"You look beautiful, Ace," Logan said and gave her a small kiss on the mouth. She pouted when that's all she got, but was pulled towards the car. "See, we're late," He said as he pointed at the clock. It was half past 9 and their appointment was at nine thirty.
"Fashionably late, besides you can't hurry a Gil-Huntzberger woman. Just ask your mother." Rory said in a huff as buckled her seat belt. She glanced nonchalantly at Logan, and smiled in victory as she realized that he had his seatbelt on too. Her years of bothering him about it had finally got to him.
"It's McDreamy and McSteamy, by the way," Rory said to his earlier question.
"Huh?"
"In Grey's Anatomy the show, those are both the doctors. Derek and Mark. You should know this by now," She ranted a bit. Logan gave her a weary look, remembering the hours of the show she'd made him watch a few weeks before when she wasn't feeling well from morning sickness.
"Whatever you say, Ace." He said as he pinched her arm gently at a stop light.
"Ow! Hey you might hurt the babies!" She complained even though she knew it would have no effect on them.
"Well, then you better be glad that I'm a doctor and can save you," Logan said with a sly grin. He was returned with a confused look from Rory. "Wha-Oh! Dirty!" She yelled, remembering what they'd said before.
Logan settled his arm around her shoulders for the rest of the ride to the doctor.
"Gilmore-Huntzberger?" A voice snapped Rory out of her thoughts. She'd been thinking of names. "Here," She replied and stood up. Logan did too, and took her hand. She always needed a little reassurance at the doctor's office.
"This way please," The nurse said as she directed the couple into a room at the end of the hall. Room number 7, lucky, Rory noted in her mind. "The doctor will be in in a minute to see you," She said and hurried out of the room.
After a minute of silence, Logan spoke up, "So, have you really thought about any more names?"
"Not much," Rory said with a guilty look on her face.
"So that's why you're up at night with a name book in your hands and a flashlight? Logan said, laughing. Rory started to blush immediately.
"I thought you were asleep," She admitted.
"It's okay, so any names strike out at you?" He asked, slightly scared of what she'd say.
"Well, for a boy I like Howard, or maybe Harry. Oh, William too!" She said.
"No, No way am I naming my son after William or Harry. I didn't even see them in England, and Howard. That's not from the fountainhead, is it?" Logan said, slightly suspicious.
"No.." Rory said guiltily.
"Please, some other names, Ace." Logan pleaded. A little boy named Howard? Howie? Howie you doing? No.
"Well, what about Peter?" She suggested. He might not know this name.
"No, that's still from the Fountainhead isn't it." Logan said, shaking his head.
"Ugh, you're not fun." Rory pouted. Just then, a knock was heard at the door and Dr. Kenny walked in.
"Hello, Rory Logan, it's nice to see you again," He said as he nodded at both of them. Logan waved slightly and Rory smiled.
"So, let's have a look at these little rascals," the doctor said as he started to put some of the cool jell on Rory's stomach. She shivered a little bit, and Logan grabbed her hand. He mumbled sweet words of comfort almost inaudibly at her. She gave him a small smile and tightened her hand on his.
"Everything looks good," The doctor said after a few minutes of looking at the babies. "Rory, Logan, this is you're little girl right here," He said as he pointed at a small white outlined shape on the screen. "This is the heartbeat," He said as he pointed at something else on the screen.
Rory gasped and cooed at the screen, "Look at her! She's so cute," While Logan tried not to roll his eyes at Rory. It was a black and white shape on the screen, definitely not cute. But, he still nodded at her.
"And this here, this is your little boy. He's hiding a little bit behind his sister so he's a little harder to point out." The doctor said as he pointed to another shape on the screen. This time both of the couple stayed quiet since it wasn't such a big deal anymore. Rory'd been coming in every 2 weeks now for awhile, just to check up on the babies.
"Okay, I'm finishing up here, but I have to warn you that now you'll need immediate bed rest. I don't want you up on your feet anymore Rory," Doctor Kenny urged. Rory nodded before looking up at him in surprise.
"Bed rest, but why? I'm only 6 months along, and I'm doing fine? Why do I need bedrest? I don't really think it's necessary yet, please don't make me!" She said, freaking out. Rory was pretty close to crying at this point and was holding onto Logan's hand very tightly as the doctor cleaned off her stomach.
"Well, you haven't had any problems yet, and we'd like to keep it that way. I'm sorry, but it's really not that bad. Now you get to do everything that you always wanted to, stay in bed all day and watch T.V." The doctor said, sympathetically.
"No, I need to work. I have another daughter, do you realize this?" Rory shouted at him. No, she just couldn't be on bed rest for 3 whole months!
"Calm down, Miss. Please, I'm just doing my job. You will endanger your babies if you don't do this, so please do."
Rory nodded sullenly and Logan again squeezed her hand in reassurance. When the doctor finished, he shook hands with both parents and then left with a short good-bye.
"3 months," Rory muttered as they both stood up to leave.
"Ace, we can get out of here as soon as we sign out and get some more meds at the front desk, okay? I promise, it'll be okay." Logan comforted Rory. She just nodded and took his hand as they walked out of the room.
"Mommy!" Ellie screamed as she ran towards her parents, a tired Lorelai behind her.
"Gilmore Girls of any kind do not run, Ellie. I can't keep up with you," She said as she panted. Rory smiled little as Logan picked Ellie up and gave her a rainbow on her stomach.
"Stop it Daddy, that tickles!" Ellie screamed as she collapsed with giggles. Logan smiled in accomplishment.
"Thanks mom, for looking after her," Rory said and hugged her mom. Lorelai raised an eyebrow at Logan after the sharp embrace from her daughter.
"Are you okay, hun? Everything with the twins is fine?" Lorelai asked in concern.
"I have to be on bed rest from now until they're born, and it sucks." Rory complained as she let go of her mom. Lorelai gave her a sympathetic look.
"I guess Logan will have to paint the room and decorate it all by himself then, huh." She commented. Rory glared at her.
"Of course not, I'm making the room myself. I'll pick out furnature from magazines and the internet, he'll just do all the labor." Rory explained.
"Mommy, can I help?" Ellie asked as she walked over to Rory. Rory smiled down at her daughter, thinking about how there would soon be two more kids just like her running around too.
"Of course you can, just us girls, right?"
"Right,"
Two weeks later…
"Mommy, the cribs are here! And Daddy just got back from the store, and he has the paint. I get to help paint Mommy, and it'll be fun. But, why can't the room be all blue? Why does it haf to be part pik and part blue? I like pink two, but stripes aren't fun. Just a whole colow would be gooder," Ellie said as she hopped onto the bed with Rory. Ellie snuggled her head into Rory's shoulder as Rory looped her arm around Ellie. She'd missed her nap today, and must be tired.
"Well, I don't think your little brother would appreciate a pink room, and I don't think a little sister would appreciate a blue room. So it's stripes, El. But, ah, your rooms just as you like it, so it'll be fine." Rory said as she stroked Ellie's hair. She felt her daughter go limp in her arms, and soon heard a steady breathing. Just like that, Ellie was out like a light.
A few minutes later a voice came floating up the stairs, "Rory, I got the paint and you'll never guess who I saw at the store-" Logan stopped when he reached the top of the stairs and saw Ellie asleep next to Rory. He smiled at the sight.
"Can you take her to her bed? She missed her nap today," Rory said in a hushed whisper. Logan walked over and gently picked up Ellie, as to not wake her, and walked her towards her bedroom. Gosh, she was getting heavier. It seemed like just yesterday she was in diapers. Logan reached Ellie's bedroom and gently laid her on her bed, and tucked her in. He gave her a swift kiss on the forehead before leaving and closing the door behind him.
Logan walked back to his bedroom and went over to Rory. He sat on the edge of the bed and peered at her. She looked like she was asleep, and he just couldn't resist this perfect moment. Logan reached his head down and gave her butterfly kisses on her eyes and face, and after a few moments heard giggling from underneath him.
"I knew you were awake," He said between kisses. Another giggle answered him.
"I almost was, but you had to ruin it." Rory said as she continued giggling and pushed him off of her.
"No, I saw a perfect moment and just had to take it, Ace. So, what did you spend your afternoon doing? Looking at baby name books?" He said with a smirk.
"You know me too well, Huntzberger" Rory smiled.
"So, what's the scoop? What's the name of the day today? Or, name's of the day?" He asked with a smirk.
"Hey, I don't have names of the day, just names of the week of names that I currently like." She argued.
"Well. Still. What names do you currently like?"
"Okay, so for our little girl what do you think about the name Victoria? It's my mother's middle name, and also I like the nickname or Tori." She asked. He gave her a smile. "I think it's very beautiful, Ace, so I'll keep Tori in mind. Although what if she wants to call herself Vickie?"
"Then I'll vomit and ground her for life."
"Okay, good plan. So, add Victoria to the list and what other names?" Logan asked as he took a little pad of paper out of his pocket to write the names on.
"Well, I like Ann for a middle name or first name, and Addison." She said with a smile. He wouldn't know these names for sure.
"Rory, I'm not naming our second daughter after Ayn Rand, or from a dead person." Logan said with a frown.
"How could you possibly of guess those names? And besides, we could call her Annie or Addie. They're cute!" Rory argued.
"No way, no. Next names?"
"Fine, well I like the names Cameron and maybe even Emily."
"Cameron for a boy you mean? And, Emily? After your grandmother?"
"No silly, Cameron for a girl. It could be either name, but it's cuter for a girl. And, yes after Grandma. It's a pretty name."
"I think boy names belong to boys and girl names to girls, so a no to Cameron. And if you want to name her after your grandmother then go ahead, but I still don't know why you would want to," Logan said, thinking about the two. They had a more formal relationship than that of a family, but he wouldn't criticize her.
"What! I can't believe you just said that. Rory's a boy name Damn it, and Logan can be a girl name. You just criticized both of us. You're unbelievable," Rory said in a angry huff.
"Woah, Ace, technically your real name is Lorelai, and Logan is more commonly a boy name and should remain that way."
"Shut up, Shut up! That's so prejudice, Logan. Just, shut up!"
"Okay, I'm sorry. How about we talk about boy's names instead. Okay? Please don't shoot me," He said as he raised his hands up in mock surrender. Rory just glared at him.
"No, how about you go start to paint the baby's room, or just. Get out of here, okay? Give me time to cool off." Rory said in a huff as she turned over. Logan gave her a pained look. He knew most of that anger was just mood swings from the pregnancy, but it was hard not to get too caught up in it.
"Good night Ace," He said as he kissed her head and walked out the door. She shuddered slightly at his touch before closing her eyes for the not much needed sleep.
So, how was it? I know that it's been awhile and I'm sorry , I just got caught up in school and everything and this wasn't on my mind much. So, the room is being pink and blue striped (unless something happens to make that not happen ) The next chapter is the long awaited, baby delivery and will likely be a lot longer.
The new question of the week/month: What will Ellie think of the new babies?
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