I do not own Gilmore Girls. Thanks for the reviews.Chapter 7:Waking up

*Finn's POV*

"Hello?" Lorelai Gilmore answered the phone. This woman was Rory's mother, I was always told that the older Gilmore could always fix Reporter Girl.

"Miss Gilmore, my name is Finn. I-"

"Finn, the hot australian who follows red heads around?" I laughed. That was the best way to describe me.

"Yes Miss Gilmore, thats me, but I really need to-"

"Call me Lorelai."

"Lorelai, I am calling to tell you about Rory." I tried to tell her, but I couldnt get her to stop talking.

"Rory she has been doing good since Logan. Real happy." I doubt that Miss Gilmore, she looked pretty misearable to me, lying in that hospital bed. Rory still hadn't moved from that position. I sighed, I knew I had to tell Miss Gilmore. "Finn why are you calling me. I will not help you."

"Help me with what?"

"I will not help you get Logan and Rory back together. They are not meant to be together!" The older Gilmore yelled. What is she talking about, of course they ae meant to be together. Why can't no one see that. Are they blind? Am I, Finn the drunk, the only one seeing clearly? Those idiots!

"Lorelai, I would never ask you to help me. I have heard stories that you completly hate Logan, and would do anything to keep them seperate. That is not the reason I am calling you. I am calling you because Rory."

"How dare you treat me like that,Finn! I am a good mother and I treat Rory with the utmost respect. I care about her sanity."

"You care about her sanity? If you gave a damn about her sanity, you would be letting me talk!" I yelled. No one told me she would be this difficult! That odiuos woman.

"Talk. Then I can chew you out."

"Well thank you for the permission to talk because I was going to anyways. So Rory is in the hospital, bye!" I hung up on her before she could ask any questions. That woman was horrible, at least horrible to me. I know she treated me like that because I am one of Logan's best friends. I probably should call Lorelai and tell her what hospital it is, but I was so mad, fuming actually.

"Love please look at me!" I yelled at Rory. I couldn't stand here and watch her in that state. She looked horrible and soulless. Not the Reporter Girl I loved and protected like a little sister, this was Lorelai Gilmore, soulless. I moved towards the hospital bed, fell down on my knees and held her hand. "Please move, talk to me."

"Are you Logan?" I turned around and looked at the new visitor. I couldn't see who it was, but it was definetly a girl. The woman came out and caught my breath. She wasn't a red head, and that dissappointed me, but she was still beautiful. Tall, hispanic,and brunette,her long hair in a braid, wearing jeans and a black t-shirt. Her eyes were brown but they sparked. I bet that she wore her heart on her shoulder,and that fascinated me.

"No, not Logan, Finn." I dont know why I had to make that distinction, but I did. She looked surprised to see me him." Love don't seem so shocked. Why don't you come here so we can fully introduce ourselves."

"Oh sorry, I didn't expect you to look like that, also wasn't expecting you to be here." She walked forward, she had a confident stride. "I'm Marysol Valesquez, the doctor."

"Oh, your the doctor. Your not dressed like one." I looked her over. This was the girl over the phone when Rory called Logan. She was also there when Rory fell into this state of zombieness.

"Yep thats me, and the reason I dont look like a doctor is because I'm off duty." She answered. She had her hand outstretched for a shake. I got up from my knees and shook her hand. "So Finn, whats your last name? I know your first name but you didn't say your full name." I laughed. I told her my name and thats were the conversation ended. Its awkward, so awkward." This is awkward isn't it?" When she said that she turned to look at Rory.

"That was what I was just thinking." I said. She turned around and looked at me. Her eyes captivated me and I stood there looking like an idiot.

"So Finn, what are you doing here?" She told me where the hospital was, but she was shocked that I was here. I was confused and told her what I thought. "Well I thought you wanted to know for Logan." She looked down.

"Oh, Logan, I should have told him."

"You didn't tell him! How, why? I had hoped you were going to tell him, he would come down here, and Rory would tell him." Marysol started to pace back and forth, ranting. She reminded me of Rory, but fiesty and hot. I put my hands on her shoulder to stop her.

"Love you have got to calm down. I can call Logan." I said holding her down. She started to shake her head violently, so violently that I had to let her go. She started to pace again.

"She has to come out of this, and the only way is Logan. He needs to be here, give me your phone, i'll call him." She ran towards me, tackled me to the wall, and started to look through my pockets. She was getting real rough when she couldn't find it, so she went to my back pockets.

"Love, as much as I love having you touching my butt, you wont find a phone there." She stopped moving her hand. I turned around and looked at her face, I saw the cutest blush coming up her face. She let me go and stepped back. I put my hand in front of my shirt and found the secret pocket. I pulled out my phone and handed it to her. She tried to grab it, but her hands were shaking and she dropped the phone.

"Sorry." She mumbled. I laughed and bent down to grab the phone,and I hand it back to her.

"Don't drop it." I say and she laugh's.

"I'll try." I laughed even harder. Both of us were laughing so hard,we fell and when we tried to get up, we got up perfectly. When Marysol tried to walk that problems occured. Her legs were like jello and when she moved, she fell. Luckily, I was there to catch her.

"Isn't it a little too soon to be falling for me." That earned me a slap on the shoulder as I stood her up on her legs. "At least I know how to sweep a girl of her feet."

"I am getting clastrophobic."

"Are you okay, do you need to go outside?"

"No, just get your big ego out of here and I will be ok." She laughed, and I joined in with her, her laugh was addicting. Was I, Finn, getting addicted to anything other than red heads and alcohol. Doubt it, but this girl was fascinating.

We heard a groan come out of Rory. We looked at her, worry over powering the room. If you had stepped in the room a couple of seconds before it was filled with joy now it was filled with miserary. Rory was moving and waking up from the trance she was in.

"Reporter Girl! Your up." I yelled. Rory looked up and smiled. I ran over to her and hugged her, I looked at Marysol and smiled. "Love, you can't do that anymore. Think about your health." And she did because her face dropped. She looked at Marysol and frowned even more.

"Marysol! Are they okay? Tell me their ok, please." She started crying. Who was they? What did they have to do with Rory's health.

"They are fine, but if you keep stressing yourself out you'll miscarry." Miscarry? Isn't that when you lose a baby. A baby? That can be life changing, it could be big, important news.

"Your pregnant!" I yelled as what Marysol said clicked in my brain. Big news, definetly Logan needed to know this. Thats the reason for the call out of the blue, the persistence when Colin wouldnt answer. Trying to get a hold of Logan. I looked at Rory and she stayed quiet. "Marysol, is Rory pregnant?" Marysol looked at Rory, who shook her head.

"Yes."Marysol said, I smiled. I looked at Rory and gave her a hug.

"Congrats." I said. Rory smiled and tears started running down her cheek. She wiped her hand across her face. "Tears of joy?"

"Yes! I want them so much."

"Them, Love?"

"Finn, I'm having twins." She looked at me to see if I would suddenly change my opinion, I only smiled. I squeezed her hand.

"Double, there is more love then, Mate." I hugged her. "So, thats the big news, huh?"

"Yes, I am so scared to tell Logan, and I can't get ahold of him."

"So Logan is the father." That ended up with a smack on my arm."What is it with you girls always hitting me!"

"Marysol you hit Finn?" Rory looked at Marysol. Marysol came up to her bed with a big goofy smile on her face.

"Yeah. He has a big ego." Rory laughed at that.

"Not as big as Logan's" Rory and I said at the same time. We all laughed together, having a fun time.

"So pregnant."

"Yah."

"How long have you known."

"I came in today for the flu. Marysol, the doctor, told me that I was pregnant. I went to get an ultrasound, and found out I was not only pregnant with one baby but two!" Her face showed how surprised she was to be pregnant. I squeezed her hand, happy for her and Logan. This was the perfect way to get them back together.

"What!" Someone screamed. In the doorway, there was someone. Someone who was very upset to hear that Rory was pregnant. The person came in and I heared Rory gasp from recognition.