Ok, so as you all noticed, I posted a few Rogan one-shots. I know I should have been writing this story, but I just couldn't help it! lol

I know you have all been waiting to find out what happens with Rory and Kate, so even though I don't like this chapter very much (I'm currently resisting the urge to rewrite it) I decided I should post if for you anyways....

Disclaimer: Sophie's mine, Gilmore Girl's is not.

"Kate, it's me, Rory, we need to talk."

(Rory's POV)

"Well I don't really want to talk to you." She said from inside.

"Listen, Kate, I'm not here to yell at you, I'm here to help." I told her. And it was the truth, I really did want to help. I know what she is going through, and it's no fun going through it alone.

"And why would you want to help me?" She asked, opening the door.

"Because I know what you are going through, and I think Logan was wrong to treat you that way. Trust me, I can help."

"Fine" She sighed, opening the door the rest of the way and leading me into the apartment. It was fairly small, and extremely messy, but it was nice. She led me over to the living room and motioned for me to sit on the couch. I did, setting Sophie down next to me, and waited for her to say something. After sitting down on the old recliner across from me, she asked "How do you think you can help me?"

"Well for starters, I'm here if you just want to talk, or have any questions, or need any help. I have been through this before, you know." I said pointing to Sophie, who had crawled onto my lap and was snuggling up against me. She was fairly shy around strangers, especially in a house she didn't know.

"It's probably not Logan's." She stated.

"I didn't ask that."

"Ya, but you were thinking it." Kate told me. Which was true, I was wondering that, but that's not why I was there.

"Well, then I'm glad we got that out of the way." I told her. "So what about the baby's real father? Is he around? I'm assuming not considering how you went straight to Logan, even if you already knew it probably wasn't his."

"You know what, you're right, he left me when I told him. Go ahead, rub it in, I don't care."

"Kate, will you stop that? I'm not trying to rub it in. I told you, I'm here to help."

"Ya, but I still don't get why you would help me. I was horrible to you, I was horrible to Logan, if he wouldn't have figured out it probably wasn't his kid, it could have caused issues in your relationship and you're perfect little life, so why would you want to help me? Why?" She asked.

And I had to admit, she did have a point, there was no logical reason for me being there, and yet I was. But honestly, I felt for her, she was going to have to raise this baby alone. And sure, I have Logan now, but I didn't always.

"Because I know what you are going through! You know as well as I do that Logan didn't know about Sophie until recently, that I had to raise her by myself. I however had the support of my mom and step-dad, but you, you don't appear to have that. So I am here, trying to help you, and if you aren't willing to accept that then I might as well leave."

"But you have Logan now! And like you said, you had family! You have no idea what I'm going through. You chose not to tell Logan, and I chose to tell Mark. And guess what, he blew me off. He left me! And my family won't care, they have never cared. My friends will probably all leave me because it'll be no fun to party with a pregnant girl! I am alone. You aren't. You never were. You have no idea what I'm going through, so don't even try to pretend that you do."

I was shocked. Did she seriously think I had no idea what she was going through? I tried to tell Logan, I really did, but he wouldn't take my calls. That wasn't my fault. And just because I had friends and family doesn't mean I wasn't alone, they weren't with me 24/7, they weren't there when Sophie cried all night or when she was sick and I had to stay up with her all night long.

"No, you have no idea what I went through. I had my friends and I had my family, but they weren't with me the whole time, I lived alone and I raised her alone, my family and my friends were just my support on the side. And if you'd let me, I could do that for you." I took a breath, then continued. "I know what you are going through. I know how you feel right now. You don't know what to do; you don't know if you can do it without someone there to go through it with you; you don't know if you can raise your child properly without a father. you don't know if you can raise your child properly at all. Well, guess what, you can. For the first three years of Sophie's life, she didn't have a father. If I hadn't run into Logan again, she never would have had one. Not her real one anyway. And she was turning out fine. She would have been ok without a dad, I was ok growing up without a dad, and your child can do it too. "

Sophie's head perked up at the word dad. "I love daddy." She said looking up at me.

"I know you do sweetie. But we were doing just fine without him, weren't we?" I asked, hoping to get a positive reaction out of her..

"No." Sophie said innocently.

"No? You mean you couldn't have lived with just me?"

"I changed my mind." She said after thinking for a moment.

"And why is that?"

"I love you." She said, reaching up to give me a hug.

"See," I told Kate, "Your child will love you no matter what happens."

"Thanks." Kate told me. Although I knew that she still didn't completely trust me, I could tell she meant it, and I couldn't help but notice the tears forming in her eyes after what Sophie said.

"See, I told you I could help. But I have to go now, I need to make this little one dinner." I said pointing to Sophie. "But I'll call you later."

"Ok, sure." She said a little hesitantly. "I'll talk to you later then."

...

After my talk with Kate, Sophie and I went home. I knew I needed to talk to Logan, but I also knew that I didn't have anyone to watch Sophie, so I decided I would just have to go seem him the next day while she was at daycare. I considered calling him, but I decided we needed to talk things out, in person.

"Come on Sophie, it's time for bed." I said as I grabbed her pajamas out from her dresser.

"But I'm not tired." She told me, trying to sound as innocent as possible.

"I know, but it's time for bed."

"I know, but I don't want to." She whined.

"How about...I read you a story?"

"Ya!" She squealed. Sophie could almost always be bribed with a story.

I was half way through the book when someone knocked on the door. I immediately knew it would be Logan. Who else would be?

"Coming!" I shouted. "Sweetie, can we finish this story tomorrow? Mommy needs to go talk to daddy, and you need to go to sleep, ok?"

"Ok, mommy."

"Goodnight, sweetie, I love you."

"Night mommy, I love you too."

I walked out into the hallway and went to open the door. After looking through the window, I knew I was right, it was Logan.

"Hey." I said as I opened the door and let him in.

"Hey." Logan said back. "Listen, I just wanted to say that I'm sorry about..."

"No, don't, it's ok, you didn't do anything wrong." I reassured him. "I just sometimes get a little obsessive when it comes to that topic."

"And you have every right to be, and that's my fault."

"Logan, we've been over this, it's not your fault." No matter how many times I told him that, he always felt guilty about not being there from the beginning. "And besides, I talked to Kate, everything's ok now."

"You talked to her?"

"Ya, I did. I wanted to help her. She needs someone to talk to right now, she's going through a hard time." I said as Logan leaned down and kissed me, and then wrapped his arms around my waist.

"You know, Ace, you are one amazing person."

Look at that, I didn't even leave you a cliffhanger, aren't I nice? Lol As always, I would LOVE reviews!

QUESTION: I wrote (well am almost done writing) a one-shot story that relates to this one. It's going to be set in the future and it's a letter from Sophie to Logan. Although it doesn't give away anything that I might put in future chapters, one of my friends told me I should probably wait until I'm done with this story to post it. What do you guys thing, now or later?