Chapter 13

A/N: One, I'm very sorry about the length of last chapter, it just felt like it had been so long since I had updated and I wanted to get one in. Also, I've been thinking about AYITL and I can think is that if they revive it, what if they make Logan a bad dad and then I got sad.

"A girl huh?" Finn said as he lifted his glass in a toast, followed by the other two. A huge smile broke out across Logan's face, along with a distinct worry line across his forehead. They had been at the bar for the past hour and they had exhausted almost all topics.

"Guys, why am I this nervous? I was the one that wanted to find out, I pushed her, but now that I know, a girl? How do I handle a girl?"

"Hey, just think, she could always be like Gilmore and be a good student, study, not have a boyfriend until she's 16. It could be much worse." Colin was trying to hold back the laughter, but he was also trying to calm his buddy down.

"Or, she can be like Ace and steal boats, drop out of school, enter a no-strings relationship, have a felon party." As Finn spoke Logan groaned and shot him a glare for calling her Ace. "Or, she can be like Logan and—"

"Don't finish that thought Finn, I've already had it." Logan threw his head into hands as Colin ordered another round.

"Hey, for now, you're having a baby, she's not going to steal yachts for at least 14 years if she's like you. You have time to just enjoy it. Plus, work is going well, Rory is not only doing better but she seems happy to be working again. Things could be going well." Once again, Colin spoke some modicum of truth and surprisingly it seemed to help until Logan's phone lit up with one message.

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Rory was focusing in on her article, giving her opinions on the candidates that were running, she couldn't do the political tour but it didn't mean she didn't pay attention to what was going on. She was so focused she didn't even register her phone was ringing until it almost went to voicemail.

"AH! Hello, did I pick it up in time?"

"Hey sweets! That's how you answer the phone after not calling me about your doctor's appointment? Is everything okay? Give me updates!"

"Everything looks great, she is measuring right on track. We are going shopping for her nursery on Sunday."

"She?! It's a girl? Oh my god, another Lorelei Gilmore, oh now to think of middle names."

"Um actually, it will be a Huntzberger, and I'm not set on the Lorelei name." She cringed as she said it, not wanting to hear the wrath that would come with this revelation. She had planned on not saying anything, at least not over the phone.

"But, why? I mean I get the Huntzberger, but why not carry the tradition? What did Logan say to make you change your mind?"

"I'm sorry, what did Logan say? Mom are you serious? Logan was just as surprised as you are. Don't blame him."

"Well, I'm sorry kid but you're a whole country away, and now you're rethinking plans and."

Rory had to cut her off right there. "What plans? Mom I wasn't aware of these plans, maybe I just want to name my baby whatever I want. Good lord mom, can we not have this conversation over the phone? I think we're planning on coming out there soon, can we just want until then, please?"

"Fine, you still have time to think about it anyways. I'll just talk to you later?"

"Sure mom, bye."

As Rory hung up the phone she cradled her head in her hands. Of course, she made a comment about it, of course it was Logan's fault. Rory made her way into the kitchen and grabbed a glass of water and started to cut up an apple with peanut butter. She absentmindedly cut her finger a bit and made her way to the hall closet to get a Band-Aid after rinsing her finger off. As she made her way back to the office with her snack she heard the doorbell ring.

Mitchum stood on her doorstep with his hand in his pockets and with a slight tilt to his body, just like his son. God, sometimes they are to much alike. "What do you need Mitchum?"

"Well, aren't you going to invite me in?" Rory wanted to stand her ground, she wanted to stand up to this man who she has stood up to before but there was no fight left today. With that thought she stepped to the side to let him in. "Is Logan around?"

"No, he's out this evening."

"Well at least you know to ignore when the Huntzberger men step out." Mitchum had come to play hard ball, he wanted Logan back, he wanted Rory and the baby gone.

"Do you honestly think the way to get Logan back into the fold is by undermining me? By trying to make sure I don't have a job, or by trying to take him away from his family? You cannot be that daft Mitchum. I don't control Logan, neither do you. Maybe, if you tried to talk to him about it instead of threats and ultimatums and asking him to be an absentee father, maybe he'd listen."

"Why would I be trying to make sure you don't have a job?" That piece of information stuck out to Mitchum and Rory looked at him like he had three heads.

"I've been told that people were warned against hiring me, I assumed that was your doing."

"I'd prefer if you had a job, then you could support you and that bastard by yourself. As for getting Logan back, he will come back to HPG one day."

"If he does, that will be his choice, not mine, not Honor's or Colin's or Finn's or any other flying monkeys you send over here. It will be his idea. And I, and our daughter will be there making sure that he's happy with his decision. Now, you can leave our house Mitchum. I believe our conversation is over." Rory walked to the front door and opened it, letting know that she meant every word of his dismissal. Once she closed the door before he barely made it out of the door frame she slid down to the floor with her head resting on the back of the door.

On the other side of the door Mitchum was climbing into his car while he sent a message. "That fiancée sure has some fight in her."

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Colin looked over Logan's shoulder once he saw Logan go pale after reading the message. "Fuck come on. Let's go check on her."

"No, you guys stay out. In fact, can you guys find a hotel tonight? I just don't want another thing of stress on her." He looked directly at Finn as he said stress. Colin just nodded his head and left Logan to call a cab.

As he walked tried to the open the front door he was stopped by something blocking the door. She probably moved a dresser and blocked the door so Mitchum wouldn't come in. It wasn't until he walked in through the garage and saw her laying down on the floor asleep that he realized it was her. He ran his fingers through her hair as he tried to wake her up. Finally, after a few moments she opened her eyes and took in her surroundings before finally landing on him.

"Logan, what are you doing back, did you have a good time? Where are the boys?" He could hear the exhaustion and the tears in her voice, but she was trying to stamp it all down for him.

"They're getting a hotel tonight, I just wanted to come back and be with my girls."

"No, Logan, that's crazy. Go, be out with them, have fun, enjoy your 'last night.'" At the end came a voice break, threatening what she was trying to avoid.

"Ror, what happened tonight?"

"Nothing! Small argument with my mom, cut my finger a bit, you know typical things."

"Okay, we're going to get to the argument with your mom and the cut later, but why don't you explain why my dad is saying you have some fight in you and why I woke you up on the floor of our foyer?" Logan had been confused by the cut, and now really worried about the fight with Lorelei, but he knew he had to get to the reason he had almost paid the cab driver triple just to get home quicker. God, if she fought with Mitchum and Lorelei she really did have a rough night. "Come on, let's go to bed and we can talk about it."

Once they were in bed Rory laid everything out. Letting Logan know all about the visit with Lorelei, to the horrid visit with Mitchum. "Logan, I really don't think he has to do with me not being able to get a job. If it weren't for Hugo telling me that he was specifically warned against hiring me I would think it was my skills. But, I don't know. He wants me to be able to support 'the bastard' by myself." They both cringed as Mitchum's words were repeated. When Logan had first heard this tidbit, Rory was scared he was going to take off to find him, and she had to spend 15 minutes calming him down enough to finish her story. "Why would he sabotage any kind of job prospect if that was his end goal?"

Logan hated to admit that she had a point, but it was true. If Mitchum wanted her to leave Logan, he wouldn't stand in her way. He was thinking about this and thinking of other possible suspects when Rory's voice broke into his thoughts.

"Why aren't we married yet Logan?"

"What?"

"I mean, why aren't we married yet? Why is this baby being called all kinds of names I was called growing up that I hated? What are we waiting for?"

"Are you seriously marrying me because of some stupid comments from Finn and my dad?" Logan's voice started to rise, the alcohol not fully out of his system yet.

"Oh, don't give me that, I want to marry you. I want to be your wife, I want all of us to have the same last name. Yes, I'm tired of the wedlock and bastard but most importantly it made me upset when you thought the baby wouldn't be a Huntzberger, or when my mom thought the same. We're going to be a family. I know that we are a family without the marriage certificate but I'd really like it. I mean you're the one who asked months ago anyway, taking it back now?" Rory shot him a smile to let him know the last part was said in jest.

"You're serious?" He was happy, of course he was happy but that didn't stop him from worrying the little bit of alcohol in his system was playing tricks on him.

"Yes, Logan I want to marry you. How about this, tomorrow after we've moved them out, we will sit down and discuss it all but honestly, I'd be more than happy to go next week to City Hall, but Logan Huntzberger, I'd like to marry you soon."

"What about a big wedding?"

"Nope, just want you and my mom if she's still talking to me at this point. Invite Colin and Finn and Honor, maybe mom will bring Luke. But Logan, I want this. So, just think about this, especially when sober. Okay?"

Logan just nodded his head and they both started to fall asleep. In the middle of the night their bedside clock showed 3:38 a.m. Rory was woken up by a very sober Logan kissing her neck and whispering, "Next week sounds like a perfect week to make me your husband."