Disclaimer: I don't own Gilmore Girls.
Forty-six year old Rory was placed on bed rest in her sixth month of pregnancy in the year that Lori turned nine.
"I hope the baby's name is pretty," Lori informed Lola in Rory's eighth month of pregnancy. Logan was out of town on business, and Lola had volunteered to take care of her mother. Logan had hired a nurse, but he still wanted a family member to be with his wife.
Lola was still sad about the fact that she would never conceive, but she had accepted it. In fact, Lola was starting to get happier. She couldn't wait until her new baby sister was born.
A month later, Rory gave birth via c-section at 3:00 in the afternoon on September 9th.
"What's her name?" Lorelai demanded of her daughter. She loved her grandchildren, and couldn't wait to meet new ones. Lorelai had worried about her daughter during Rory's pregnancy, however.
Logan sighed happily. He loved his family so much. "Our new daughter's name is Francesca Imogen Danes-Huntzberger," he announced proudly. He had suggested the name Francesca because it had been the first name he had found in the baby book. Rory had loved her husband's idea and had chosen Imogen as a middle name. Imogen meant last one, and Rory and Logan were definitely done with having kids. Rory didn't want to risk getting pregnant again.
"She's so pretty," Lori told her grandparents. She couldn't believe how small babies were. She had never actually been around a baby, and Francesca was her first experience.
"Thanks," Rory said to her granddaughter. She couldn't believe she had become a mother again after becoming a grandmother. It had happened to Lorelai, though.
"When are you going home?" Devin asked his mother-in-law. Like Lola, he adored the baby.
"The doctor's keeping her for another day as a precaution because of her age," Logan explained. He didn't want Rory going home too soon. Of course, this pregnancy had been easier than her pregnancy with the triplets. That had been a nightmare pregnancy from the very beginning.
Once everyone left, Logan and Rory stared at their newest daughter in awe. They couldn't believe they had another baby.
"I love you," Logan whispered to his wife. God, he loved her so much. He had been devastated when Rory had rejected his proposal, but the two had gotten back together. Luckily for Logan, he and Rory had run into each other again. They had married in a small ceremony in Stars Hollow, with Luke walking Rory down the aisle. It had been a nice wedding, and Logan didn't regret marrying her or having their six children.
Rory smiled despite her exhaustion. "I love you too," she told Logan. She couldn't believe how much she loved this man.
Back at their penthouse, Lola and Devin discussed Lola's new sister. Lola couldn't believe she had another sibling.
"I'll help out Mom and Dad with Francesca," Lola vowed to her husband. If she couldn't have a baby of her own, she was going to help out her parents.
"Lo, is this some weird attempt at projecting?" Devin asked, concerned. He knew his wife had accepted the fact that they would never be able to conceive, but he still worried about her.
"No," Lola told him. It really wasn't. She was just going to be a helpful older sister, like she had been with Lucas. She had been too busy taking care of Lori to help with the triplets, which was still something she regretted.
Lola laughed as Devin began kissing her, and the two soon went into their bedroom.
Three weeks later, Lola was at home when the phone rang.
"Mrs. DuGrey, can you come down and pick your daughter up?" asked the school nurse. She didn't have time to be nice.
"Did she do anything bad?" asked the worried Lola. Lori never got into trouble. She had always been a good child. Lola thought it was Rory and Logan's influence.
"Of course not, Mrs. DuGrey. It's just that an older boy knocked Lori down and she's hurt. Not too badly, but she's hurt enough to want to go home," the nurse explained, hoping that she didn't freak the woman out. Rich mothers (and fathers, but mostly mothers) were always rude to her and trying to throw their money around. They also weren't that worried about their children.
"Tell Lori I'll be there right away. Tell her that Mommy loves her," Lola instructed, trying not to panic. She hung up the phone and got into her car. She drove to Lori's school.
When Lola got to Lori's school, the school secretary sent her to the nurse's office.
"Is she okay?" Lola asked the nurse, even though she was checking her daughter over. She didn't want the nurse to have missed anything.
"She's fine, Mrs. DuGrey," the school nurse assured, surprised that Lola wasn't like the typical rich mother. Lola seemed really young, too. The nurse realized in that moment that Lola DuGrey was Logan Huntzberger's daughter. She had been the one in the family to get pregnant at sixteen, just like her grandmother and great-grandmother. Her pregnancy was still a scandal for the rich people of Hartford.
"Are you okay, Baby?" Lola asked Lori, still wanting to make sure. She worried about her only daughter a lot.
"I'm fine," a frustrated Lori insisted. She hurt, but her mom was freaking her out by being overprotective.
"What happened to the child that did this?" Lola asked the nurse. She hoped that he had been punished.
"He's been punished. The boy was suspended from school for a week," the nurse explained, wondering if that would satisfy Mrs. DuGrey.
Lola breathed a sigh of relief. "That's wonderful. At least he's being punished for this. I'm just glad it wasn't worse. A week of suspension is enough," she said. Lola didn't notice that she had shocked the nurse again.
Lola helped her daughter to the car, despite the fact that Lori didn't want any help. The two girls went to Stars Hollow, and ate at the dinner. Afterwards, they went to go see a movie.
After the movie, Lola and Lori returned home. Lori sat down on the couch and began to watch cartoons.
When Devin returned home, the whole family cuddled on the couch to watch TV.
The DuGrey family was happy, and nothing was about to change that.
TBC
The next chapter will be up either later today, tomorrow, or Monday. Look for it.
There's no angst in sight, and that's going to continue.