Chapter 25: Telephone

February came and went like a flash. It felt like life was moving slow and fast all at the same time. Rory had many changes happen within that month, so when March finally came, it felt like her life was starting to come together. She was happier about things, but was not sure how to deal with certain things just yet.

Mr. Boyd had given her that job with the publications company after her stellar interview. She had confessed about her situation of being pregnant and they were more than happy to work with her on that once the time came. Until then, she was still staying and working from home in Stars Hollow, under a pseudonym. She was free to write what she had wanted because they had so much faith in her abilities. After several weeks, they let her have her own article in their baby publication. She was writing about the trials and tribulations of a single mother and pregnancy. It became a hit with the funny stories, honest opinions and quirky sarcasm.

Her plan was to stay at home until the baby came and she had saved up enough money to move out again. She was thankful for staying longer, because that way she would be home for the arrival of her baby brother. Things were going well.

Rory had finished her latest article and submitted it to the editing department via the online portal and shut her laptop. She got up and stretched. Laying a hand on her growing belly, she rubbed it happily. Pregnancy had changed her mood so much and it eventually changed her outlook on her future. She was not worried or scared about the baby coming any longer. The only thing upsetting her was not being able to tell Logan. She had called his father and that conversation did not go well at all.

"Hi Mr. Huntzberger, it is Rory Gilmore…"Rory hesitated on the phone. "I'm calling to see if you could give me the contact information for Logan, please?"

"No, I can't," the gruff voice responded. "Because of you my son is off gallivanting across God knows where and doing whatever it is he does…"

"He's got a successful novel out and another one on the way," Rory interrupted angrily.

"Young lady, he should be working at the paper, with me. Keep it in the family."

She didn't bother arguing the point. "I'd like his number please."

"No. I will not have you dragging him along any longer. You keep leading him on and I'm tired of the whimpering man I see every time he does choose to come and see me!" Mitchum all but screamed into the phone. "Good by…."

"I'm pregnant," Rory interrupted again before he hung up on her. "Logan is the father."

"No he is not. You Gilmore's are a bunch…"

Rory hung up the phone before she could listen to another word of what that hateful man had to say. She chucked her cell phone across the room and it landed on the bed. She cried quietly to herself and did not know what else to do.

Thinking back on that day, she almost started crying again. There had to be a way of getting in contact with him, but how? She would call Finn; she still had his old number. Hopefully it still worked! Rory walked into the kitchen to find her mother drinking a cup of decaf coffee.

"Would you like some water sweetie?" Lorelai offered her daughter, pointing to the decaf sitting on the coffeemaker.

"Thanks," Rory sat down as her mother poured her a cup.

"How's the article coming along?" her mother asked.

"Good, it's finished now. I'm just thinking about Logan again."

"Mitchum is an ass." Lorelai smiled at her daughter. "Why don't you call one of his friends?"

Rory looked up at her mother. Sometimes the way they thought the same things always amazed her. "I was thinking the same thing before I walked out here." They both laughed and sipped at their "water". "I'm done working for a few days, so I'm going to try and reach out to Finn."

"Logan does have a right to know."

"You're right and I know. I've been trying to get a hold of him now."

"You're doing the right thing kiddo."

They both finished their coffee and chatted away about random things.

Logan had finally completed his novel. Everyone had asked what this one was about, but he did not say a word. Just a simple, "it is a surprise." This was more personal to him and he did not want to ruin it or its success in any way. He called his long-time friend Finn and they had agreed to meet at a local pub to celebrate the completion of the book that night. He looked at the time and decided to get ready and go.

A quick shower and change of clothes made him feel like a new man. He had been cooped up in his loft for almost a month just to finish the book and he was glad to be out now. Rory did not come to mind often anymore since he was keeping himself busy – maybe he was finally moving forward with his life. I'm not ready just yet though. He got to the pub and found the first table near the bar. He ordered a glass of water while he waited on his friend.

Twenty minutes later and he was still waiting. He gave Finn a call, the phone rang and someone picked up. "Cheerio!" the high-pitched voice greeted.

"Finn?" Logan asked confused.

There was some rustling on the other end and then a deep voice greeted, "Logan, sir. How are you?"

"I'm waiting for you at the pub."

"Oh, I'm here mate!" Finn answered back slowly. "I'll be out in a moment."

The line went dead and Logan put his phone back into his pocket. Seconds later a waitress came out of the kitchen followed by Finn. The Englishman waved and sat down next to Logan. "Really man?" Logan laughed.

"On occasion a man needs to enjoy himself," Finn responded casually. "As do you…"

"I'm good, but thanks man," Logan interjected. He noticed the lipstick on Finn's shirt collar and laughed again.

The two men enjoyed a couple a beers and dinner, all the while just talking about their lives. Finn kept mentioning that Logan should move on and Logan kindly reminded him that he was not ready just yet. Baby steps. As they were finishing up, Finn's phone rang.

He swiped and answered it, "Talk to me." His face went from smiling to confused.

Logan looked back and stopped walking. Who was it?

"It's good to hear from you dear," he said into the phone. He went quiet as he listened, all the while looking at Logan. "I can do that. Yes."

"Everything ok?" Logan asked.

Finn held up his hand and continued, "Good bye then."

He hung up the phone and looked at Logan. "It was mother."

"Rory?" Logan shouted.

"Yes." Finn ushered Logan out of the pub and they began walking down the sidewalk back toward Logan's loft.

"What did she say? Why is she calling you?" Logan asked his friend.

Finn stopped walking. "She's trying to get a hold of you. Rory said there was something important to tell you. I just confirmed to her that you were here in London and she gave me her number to give to you." As he spoke he texted Logan the number, so he would have it.

"Thanks Finn," Logan said looking down at his phone. Rory's number.

"She said to give her a call as soon as you could, any time day or night."

"Ok."

Rory had decided to have lunch at Luke's Diner and visit with Lane. As soon as she saw her childhood friend she began venting about Logan and the baby. Lane just sat and listened. Motherhood had given her a new appreciation for patience. "…It's been like three weeks since I called Finn. I'm not even sure if he gave my number to Logan, he said he would!"

"Rory, you just need to give it time," Lane said trying to calm her friend door. She gave her a reassuring pat on the hand.

"How much time? I'm due in just over four months!" Rory moaned.

"I'll tell you now the stress is not worth it," Lane said.

Rory took a deep breath and tried to not worry. "It's almost April and I don't know what to do."

"Call him again."

Rory looked at Lane and realized she needed to be pushier about this whole thing. "Yeah I will." She grabbed her phone and called Finn. "Hey, did you give Logan my number?"

She listened as Finn talked and then hung up the phone, looking at Lane. "Well?" her friend asked.

"Logan was there the night I called, he was with Finn. Finn gave him my number a few minutes after we got off the phone." Rory started tearing up.

"Why didn't he give you Logan's number?" Lane asked.

"He said he didn't want to give it out or get in the middle of our mess."

"Logan said that?"

"No Finn did."

"Well, screw Finn. You need to tell Logan Rory."

"I know, mom is telling me the same thing."

They both sat in silence for a while and finished their lunch. That's when Rory stood up and looked at her best friend. "What's wrong Rory?" Lane asked concerned.

"I'm going to London."

"I guess someone is tired of playing telephone," Lane laughed.