Disclaimer: Gilmore Girls is the creation of Amy Sherman-Palladino.
Written in the Stars: Chapter 14
Rory pulled into the Gilmore portico and brought the car to a stop in front of the door. Turning off the ignition, she turned to the man sitting beside her, who was quiet for a change. The reason for his silence was easily evident; Logan was busy watching her. A few seconds in, she decided to put an end to it as it made her too self-conscious.
"What?"
"Nothing. I was just looking at you."
"Yeah, I noticed. Why?"
"I was trying to detect that pregnant woman glow everyone's always talking about."
"And? Did you?"
"I have to admit I really don't see anything different."
"I'm incubating your child. You could lie."
"You really want me to lie, Ace?"
"No," she shrugged. She didn't. They'd have a tough enough time as it was. The least they could do for each other is keep it honest. "Let's go. The doctor appointment was tentative. So I need to confirm she can still see us at four. We have some time to get settled. You can take Paul Anka for a walk."
"Do I have to carry him?"
"He walks. You saw him. He walked all over the beach. You just have to follow behind him and clean up his crap."
"No different from Finn, then."
"Exactly. I'll carry our luggage in-"
"Leave it. I'll get it when I come back."
"No. Don't be silly. Baby makes me tired. Baby doesn't make me weak."
"You shouldn't strain yourself."
"Carry in Paul Anka's kibble."
"Agreed. And I'll bring in my 'luggage'."
"Your shopping bag full of ugly t-shirts? Knock yourself out."
Rory started to step away from him when Logan grabbed her hand and pulled her in for a kiss.
"You're really affectionate lately."
"Just need to periodically reassure myself this is real."
"Oh, it's real, mister. Seven months you'll see -and hear - just how real."
AN: I know it's short. It's for me. I needed an escape from my day job.
09/08/2017