Rory's POV

"Alright, Love, I think you have everything you need, right? I'll just be down the hall if you need anything, though" Finn reassured me as he walked me to the guest bedroom. I chuckled to myself - such a gentleman that he would walk me to the bedroom door.

"Yeah, I think I'm good. Thank you for taking such great care of me, and for inviting me to spend the weekend. Your family is so nice" I replied. "So I'll see you in the morning?"

"Of course you will. Sleep well, Rory" Finn whispered. I hugged him tightly and just stood there in his arms for a minute. Somehow, it had become something that I really looked forward to.

"Sleep well" I whispered in return. I stepped back and he kissed my forehead and walked down the hall to his bedroom. I walked into the beautiful guest room and shut the door behind me. I was exhausted from the long day and all of the emotions that I'd been experiencing all day, from excitement to nervousness to relief. I got ready for bed quickly and fell into the soft, fluffy covers with a sigh.

I expected to fall right asleep, but I couldn't help but think about the fact that Finn was so close to me. That night he'd spent with me in Stars Hollow was the best sleep I'd had in months. As I laid there alone, I thought about how peaceful and content I felt in his arms. I tossed and turned, trying to get comfortable for quite some time, before finally giving up. I thought through my options - I could stay here and I'd fall asleep eventually, or I could walk down the hall to Finn's room and ask him if I could sleep in his bed. Even before I'd made my decision, I was up on my feet and walking down the hall toward the master bedroom.

I walked up to his door and listened for a minute to make sure I wasn't interrupting anything, but it was quiet. I took a deep breath and raised my hand and knocked gently.

"Finn?" I called quietly. Just a moment later, his door opened and I gulped as I saw him standing there in nothing but a pair of boxers.

"Are you okay?" he asked, obviously concerned. I nodded and tried not to blush.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I was just…" I hesitated and looked down, suddenly embarrassed.

"You were just what, Love?"

"I was laying there in bed, but were so close, and I...I wanted to know if it was okay for me to sleep in here with you?" I asked quietly. "I mean, if you don't mind. I know you don't let women in your bed" I quickly added.

Finn laughed and took my hand, leading me to his bed.

"You're always welcome in my bed, Kitten, so quit being so shy. I'll just go put on some pajama pants or something" he offered.

"No, you're fine. I'm invading your space - you can sleep in whatever you're comfortable in" I replied quickly.

"Alright, if you're sure." Finn got into his side of the bed and pulled the covers back for me. I slid into the other side of his bed and instantly felt at home.

"Night, Rory" Finn said quietly before turning out the lights. I scooted across the bed and laid my head on his chest, and his arms immediately wrapped around me.

"Night, Finn" I whispered.

Finn's POV

The next day I had managed to convince Rory to let me take her shopping for some maternity clothes. I knew she hated having anyone buy things for her, but I was hoping she would make the exception since it's pregnancy related and not directly for her...in a weird way.

We walked in and out of countless stores - she tried everything on, and some were just laughably hideous, and we mocked them together. I was happy that she was having such a fun time, and was comfortable enough with me to let me see her dressed in all sorts of crazy, funny outfits. We were having a blast.

Some of the outfits looked really good on her, also, and you could see the bump starting to form. I've always had a 'type' of girl I liked. Thin, tan, redhead of course, and dumb as a box of rocks. Rory was definitely in the thin category, but that was where the similarities stopped with her. She was smart, and funny, and a natural beautiful - not some fake and bake Barbie who put more money into her appearance than her education.

But something about seeing her belly growing, knowing that it was because of my children growing inside of her, made her even more beautiful than any woman I had ever seen in my life. I loved this woman on so many more levels than I even knew existed, let alone knew I was capable of. I was the luckiest man in the world - and she still wasn't even mine.

"What do you think?" she asked, coming out in a dress that came to her knees, with a flattering cut and feminine pattern. She spun around as I looked up, causing me to smile.

"I think that's my favorite so far" I said, my eyes lighting up.

"Really!? Mine too! I love it! And it's got such a pretty, flowy skirt!" she said. I just laughed and shrugged. I didn't know the first thing about women's fashion, but I knew damn well what she looked hot in, and this was definitely a winner in my book.

"You have to get that one, for sure" I told her, and she just nodded with a smile, before turning back to the dressing room to try on something else.

I got a text message, and looked down at my phone. Evie's name was on the screen. "Finn, I'm sorry if I hurt your feelings last night - I didn't mean to insinuate that Rory would lie about them being yours, I just want to protect you from getting hurt. I really like her, and I couldn't be happier to be an aunt. I never thought this day would come!"

I laughed lightly to myself. "It's all okay, baby sister. I appreciate you looking out for me, but you are definitely going to be an aunt. I never thought I would be a father, but here I am out shopping with Rory for maternity clothes and enjoying myself. I guess it was time for a change."

"It's going to take some time to get used to this, but I'm really happy for you, and I'm really proud of you, too. I love you, Finn."

"I love you, too, Evie" I replied, turning my attention back to Rory when she came out again.