Chapter 9

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Rory and Logan spent an inordinate amount of time in bed, and she had to give him credit he tried to ignore his phone and laptop for as long as he could. He would work on things as long as she was asleep but by Saturday she needed him out of bed and working.

"Hey Logan." Rory did the sweetest voice she could possibly muster.

Logan sprang into action, "What do you need Ace, another dose of medicine, another water, oh I can go down to 7-11 and get another slushie, or I have more popsicles, when's the last time you ate." She tried to hide the exasperation that took over her face, but he saw it. "What's wrong? Are you in pain?" Right as he said it, his phone rang, and the look of exasperation turned into a full eye roll. As Logan made his way to silence it again he started apologizing before Rory cut him off, scared of the full-blown rant he was about to start on again.

"Logan, I love you, you have been amazing, you have taken care of me and the baby and neither one of us could be more thankful. But honey, I need you out of this bed." Logan looked at her like she was crazy.

"No!"

"Lo—"

"No! I promised I would take care of you, I promised I'd make sure that I was with you and the baby and that I would make sure you were taken care of."

"I know, I know, and you have. But think about it, have I thrown up since I started taking my medicine and eating smaller meals?" Logan went to interrupt, "Ah, ah, ah. Logan I am okay. I am already feeling much better. I think you should go to the office, answer some calls and emails, leave me to my Lifetime Movie Network."

"Ace, I really don't think—"

"Logan, if you don't get out of this bed I will jump you. Plain and simple I will jump your bones, I miss you touching me, I miss you kissing me, and the vibrations of your phone."

"I feel like you were joking with that last one, but damn, I can't say I don't feel the same way." Logan's voice got huskier as he closed the gap between them and kissed her harder than he felt was appropriate for the situation they were in. The moan she let escape alerted him to the very real situation they were in and he backed off of her, mumbling something about a cold shower and then going to the office. Rory smiled in victory as she settled back into the pillows and turned on terrible television.

LRLR

Sunday morning Rory woke up to a smell that just last week would have made her run for the bathroom but after the past few days she finally felt up to the challenge of drinking the small bit of coffee that Logan allowed and eating the muffins she knew he brought. The moment she passed the office Logan was out of the chair immediately. "Hey there! I was going to bring you breakfast in bed."

"I have to get out of bed sometimes."

"Hmm, but I love you back in bed." His hand grazed her lower lower back, making Rory feel like she was on fire.

"Logan," her voice tried to be a warning, but it came out lower and huskier than she had ever heard herself sound. "Logan, you told me we couldn't, that you wanted to be safe and careful."

"How are you feeling?" He made sure his voice remained even, not letting the seduction take over, he wanted to make sure that she was feeling okay before he gave in.

"I've never felt better." She barely got it out before Logan had grabbed her hand and led her back to the bedroom. Even with his hand holding hers she could barely keep up with the pace he had set. The moment that they were back on the bed that she had spent so much time in for the past 2 days, she had completely forgotten all about the muffins and now cold coffee.

LRLRLR

"God, I missed you."

"Stop talking to the muffins." Logan couldn't help but smile at her, she looked so happy, the first time he had seen her this happy since that day in Ikea, and he did have to admit the kitchen looked great.

"But I did, they're so light and full of flavor. I just missed normal food."

"And you're really feeling okay? Like it seems that the food is staying down?"

"I feel great Logan, I promise, everything about today has been great. Thank you, you really have made this weekend great. I feel so much better, and hey, don't I look better?" She winked at him, hoping to lighten the mood.

"You look great, and I believe I showed you just great I think you look."

"Multiple times." She said with a smirk that he had taught her after years of his own overuse. She wrapped her arms around him as she snuggled into his chest. "I think we needed this weekend, I've missed you so much Logan. I'm so proud of how much you've done for us as a family, and on your own. But I'm very thankful for all that you've done for us, I'm just glad we all slowed down for a bit. I mean, I guess without me working I haven't been doing much." Logan listened to her voice taper off, to the hurt tone that seeped out when she talked about working. He was wondering when this was going to rear its ugly head.

"Hey, your body hasn't exactly been stress-free, if I'm being honest I'm glad you haven't gotten a job yet with how you've been feeling the last thing you need is the stress of a new job. I do have a thought, but I haven't wanted to bring it up until I knew for sure. I still don't but I think Mitchum may be behind you being persona non grata in the newspaper world."

"Yeah, that sounds about right." She didn't sound surprised, not even mad, just frustrated overall. "I've thought about that, but I didn't want to bring his name up in a disparaging way and hurt your feelings."

"Hey, I can disparage that man with the best of them, but I get why. I vote that you focus on feeling better, and once you get to a more stable place with this pregnancy then we can focus on a job. In the mean time I'll work on finding out if my father is behind it and if so, what I can do."

"That sounds amazing, thank you Logan."

"Now, I know that is just past lunch time, but do you have any particular ideas for dinner because while you've been down for the count I've eaten cereal for every meal."

"Why?!"

"Because, I wasn't going to eat without you, it's one of our things together, I hate it when we can't just sit and enjoy a meal together." He hadn't planned on admitting that, but it was true. They had brought out different palates in each other, she brought out his love of terribly greasy, overly sweet, bad for you food. He brought out her fancy, too expensive side. And somehow, it felt like every night they had a little bit of both, usually ending up with ice cream on the couch and then whipped cream in the bedroom. Really, it's a miracle she didn't get pregnant sooner, the whole year in London may have had something to do with the delay. He chuckled to himself and she gave him a small sideways glance, first at the initial sentence, and then at the small laugh.

"That might be one of the sweetest things you've ever said to me. What if I said I only wanted cereal and it's the only thing that would make me happy?"

"Then I'd grab two bowls, all 4 boxes we have left, some milk and spoons and we'd go to town." He kissed her to punctuate the sentence.

"Well that's good to know, but I want steak. Plus, it's protein, right? Which is exactly what the doctor said." She stood up and they went to go get dressed, getting ready to go out and get ingredients for tonight's dinner and to have more food options in the house.

RLRLRLRL

The next morning Rory woke up to another amazing smell she hadn't realized she missed so much. Bacon, the smell wafted throughout the house and as Rory threw on a ratty shirt she had stolen from Logan years ago, she watched as it actually fit around the bump of her stomach, it wasn't much but it was there, and after losing weight initially it felt good to see. She ran her hands over the bump and smiled as widely as she could. She could have admired that for a few extra minutes until the smell of bacon hit her again. She made her way down the hallway and into the kitchen when she turned the corner and screamed.

"FINN! WHERE THE HELL ARE YOUR PANTS?!"

"Well good morning love and love junior, I could ask you the same thing." With that Rory quickly looked down and noticed that she had indeed forgotten to put on pants.

"I mean, this is my house I don't have to wear pants if I don't want to."

"I'd highly discourage it." Colin came into the room eating a strip of bacon. Where did he come from? Rory was amazed at the way these two had hidden. She grabbed the bacon out of his hands and began to bite into it. "Hey! I was eating that!"

"The baby decided they wanted it, ha, I win. Give me more bacon." Rory grabbed her phone as Finn loaded a plate full of bacon and pancakes that he had already made. She heard Logan pick up and before he could even say hello Rory was already talking. "Call off your guard dogs."

"What are you talking about?"

"Gilmore has exceptional legs, even pregnant, it's like there's a small bump but everything else still looks, damn." Finn exclaimed behind Rory as he stole another piece of bacon from Colin who promptly screamed a 'Hey!' in protest.

"Oh, dear god, they're there?!"

"You didn't call them?" Now she was really confused, she would have sworn Logan had called them to watch her because he was very anxious about her being by herself last night.

"No, I would have told you. Also, why is he talking about your legs?"

"Oh, I'm not wearing pants."

"I'm sorry, WHAT?!"

"Well, I thought it was you making me bacon and so I grabbed a t-shirt and just walked out." She explained it like it was the most common thing in the world.

"Okay, I can understand that, but you're still pantless?" He couldn't hide the humor in his voice as he hadn't expected to have to ask this question this morning. "Please tell me Robert isn't there?"

"Nope! Just Lucy and Ethel."

"I pick Lucy!"

"Not even fair Finn, you didn't give me a chance."

"Well, we know she was into exotic men!"

"Yes, but I'm not saying you guys get to sleep with, I said which one you get to be."

"Well this game isn't fun anymore."

"Ace, hi, remember me, fiancé, father of your child, worried that you're still pantless?"

"Oh god, keep your pants on, I'm going to go throw on some sweats."

Logan heard a chorus of 'nos' come from two of the stooges in the background. "Listen, I'll be home around 5. Can you keep them entertained until then?"

Rory looked at the clock which read 10 a.m. "Yeah, it should take me that long to convince Finn to put his clothes back on."

"WAIT WHAT?!"

"Bye honey, I love you!"

As she walked into the kitchen she turned to the two of them, each with a guilty look on their face. "Guys, what did you do? I need to know how mad Logan is going to be."

"We didn't do anything, but I'm sure if anyone can cheer him up, it will be you." Finn winked at her while Colin elbowed him.

"Okay, then what's with the long faces."

"Mitchum sent us, we swear Rory, we're not here to convince him to come back to HPG, it's just Mitchum has a lot of dirt on us and threatened with some very interesting punishments if we didn't at least come out here and 'talk' to him. I think he's hoping we can convince him to come back. But honestly, we just missed you guys."

Rory ran her hand across her face. "Guys, you can tell him, he'll understand, but we're happy here. That's not going away."

"We know! That's why we bought the house across the street!" Finn beamed with pride while Rory groaned.