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Rory had never been felt so many emotions in her life. Her and Jess were currently stood at the door of her grandmother's house, waiting for Rory to have the courage to ring the doorbell. She could feel Jess' intense gaze, he was trying to work out how she was feeling but even she couldn't lock it down to one emotion.

She had been fine up until that moment. Having been on emotional high after the event of the previous night all morning, she had enjoyed the ferry over to the island. There had always been something she loved when being on a boat. The smell of the salty air, that hit her face sharply, causing her hair to flutter in the wind. Adding to that the feel of Jess's hand on the small of her back, with him slowly moving his thumb, she had been kept distracted from the task at hand.

It was now when she had a door between her and her grandmother that she realised just how big a deal her news was. She reached across to grab his hand, needing contact with him to calm her. Jess took hold of her other hand and turned her to look him in the eye.

"It's going to be okay Rory, she may not take it well at first but you know your grandmother, she'll soon get over the drama and start her incessant planning," he reassured her. "Me on the other hand will be a different story, but you're going to have to be strong and hold your ground. She's not going to take the news of another person raising her grandchild well."

Rory stared down at their joined hands and nodded slowly. After a minute of taking deep breaths, she looked up at his and pulled one of her hands out of his to place it on the side of his face. "I love you Jess, no matter what she says, remember that." She gave him a brief kiss before turning and ringing the bell, not giving herself a chance to change her mind.

A few seconds passed before Berta pulled the door open and her face lit up at the sight of Rory. She began to babble in that language that no one could work out, but she did hear her name thrown in there. Gesturing to them to follow her, Rory turned to Jess to see amusement on his face. She had forgotten that Jess had never met Berta and a giggle slipped from her lips as she could see him trying to work out what it was that she was saying.

They followed her through the house and out to the patio where she found her grandmother sat reading a book with a cup of tea sat on the table next to her. When Emily looked up from her book, she smiled at the sight of her granddaughter.

"Rory, I wasn't expecting to see you, but what a lovely surprise this is," she smiled as she got up from the wicker style armchair. Rory registered her grandmothers eye looking down at her and Jess's joined hands. She pulled her into a hug, taking Rory by surprise, although she soon overcame it when her grandmother unsubtly moved her towards the wicker armchair, separating her from Jess. "Please sit Rory, please tell me what brings about this visit?"

Mildly infuriated, Rory stepped away from the arm chair and back towards Jess, pulling him down to sit next to her on the wicker loveseat. A small frown flashed across Emily's face before adjusting back to a smile, although it appeared more forced this time.

"I'd prefer to sit next to Jess, Grandma, I have something important I need to tell you," Rory said forcefully before taking Jess's hand back in hers. She'd told herself that she would attempt to refrain from this in front of her grandmother, but right now she needed the comfort of his hand holding hers.

"Of course, Rory, of course. Would you like something to drink, I'll get Berta to make up some martinis maybe? "Emily, put her hand in the air and gestured for Berta to come over, who was sat in the conservatory of the house, awaiting summons from Emily.

"Water's fine grandma, "Rory panicked and quickly corrected her grandmother.

"Okay, then. Bring us a jug of water please Berta, three glasses," Emily informed her housekeeper, before turning to look at Rory again.

Rory's hand tightened around Jess's. It had always infuriated her how she had always treated Jess, and the fact she hadn't asked him what he wanted to drink fed her frustration. She glanced at Jess to see him smirking. He had always found Emily's behaviour amusing and it seemed like that was still the case. Before she could delay the decision, she decided that she should tell her grandmother now.

"Grandma, about why I'm here. There's something I need to tell you," Rory's palms began to sweat and she forced herself to keep breathing. Her grip got tighter on Jess's hand and she took a deep breath in. "I'm pregnant."

Rory held her breath as she waited for her grandmother to reply. To Rory's surprise, her grandmother's mouth broke into a face splitting grin.

"Rory, this is fantastic news, a great grandchild, what fantastic news. Such a shame your grandfather isn't around to see this. Richard would have been so proud over the news of another child in the family. And Jess is the father, what an amazing story to tell the child, that you were childhood sweethearts, I'm so pleased Rory!" Emily babbled on, and as her grandmother continued to talk, she looked up at Jess to see panic in his eyes.

"Emily..." Jess began to speak, but was cut off when he felt the sharp kick from Rory's foot in the back of his leg.

"Yes, Jess, is there something you wish to say?" Emily looked at him, smiling in a way she had never done towards him before.

Rory was thinking fast. She hadn't expected this positive reaction at being pregnant, let alone the notion that Jess was the father. Before Jess could speak again, she seized the opportunity.

"It's nothing, grandma, he's just surprised that you are okay with him being the father."

Bet you didn't see any of that coming. Things are about to become even more entertaining.