Emily and Richard were the first to walk in, the others having decided that Rory's grandparents should be the first to meet the new babies. Richard leant down and kissed Rory's forehead as he offered his congratulations, telling her how proud he was to have two great-granddaughters. Rory smiled, watching as Emily sat next to Logan, embracing him in a one-armed hug.
"Grandma, Grandpa," Rory said as she looked at each of them, "We'd like to formally introduce you to your great-granddaughters. This is Harriet Honor Huntzberger,"
"And this is Olive Emily Huntzberger," Logan smiled at Emily as he watched tears roll down her face.
"Oh, Rory, Logan! You two are the most beautiful family I could ever have wished for!" Emily kissed Logan's cheek before walking over to Rory and doing the same.
"Would you like to give Harriet a cuddle, Grandma? I know you got to meet Olive earlier…" Rory looked at her grandmother, thrilled that she had been there for this moment.
"I would be delighted, Rory," Emily said softly, taking the baby out of Rory's arms and holding her close. She sat down in a chair next to Rory's bed, noticing that Richard was holding the other baby. Logan had picked up the camera, and was busy snapping hundreds of pictures, adding to the ones that he and Rory had taken throughout the morning.
"It wasn't long before Honor popped her head inside the door, quietly asking if it was alright if she came in.
"Of course it is!" Rory beamed at her sister-in-law, "Tell Finn and Rosie to come in, too!"
As the trio walked in the room, they each embraced Logan, and then Rory, offering their congratulations. Honor sat next to Rory on the bed, quietly asking how she was feeling.
"Actually, pretty good," Rory smiled, "Although I think that's just adrenaline. But honestly, they are so cute that I don't think I could sleep right now!"
Emily stood up with her great-grandbaby and passed her over to Honor to meet. Richard, taking Emily's cue, gestured for Finn and Rosemary to sit down, and placed the baby into Rosemary's arms, with Finn looking over her shoulder. The older couple announced that they would be back shortly, they simply needed to pick a few things up.
"You two sure have produced some pretty cute babies, I think they may just be the most adorable babies I have ever seen!" Honor announced proudly, "But I'm dying to know…what are their names?"
Rory smiled at Logan, nodding her head at him to tell them.
"Well, Honor, you are giving Harriet Honor Huntzberger, and Rosie, you are holding Olive Emily Huntzberger!"
Honor squealed, "Seriously?"
"Seriously," Logan responded with a smirk. "Honor, you have been the best sister I could have ever wished for. You taught me not only how to love another person, but also that I deserve to be loved. I couldn't ever repay you for that."
Honor stood up, holding Harriet in one arm and throwing the other arm around Logan's neck. "I love you, baby brother." She slowly turned to Rory and gave her a small hug as well, "I love you too, Ror."
"Finn, everything ok?" Logan asked, "You're a little quiet over there, mate."
Finn shook his head a little, "Just taking it all in, Logan. I've never been this close to a baby before, this is incredible. They are perfect, Huntz."
Finn's sentiments seemed to settle over the group for a few moments, the love in the room was beyond apparent. It was a few minutes before they were interrupted by Olive wriggling around and making small noises.
"I think someone might be hungry, Ace," Logan said as he watched his daughter wriggling in Rosemary's arms.
Honor smiled at her brother, "Well, how about we leave the four of you alone for a few hours, and we'll come back later this afternoon?"
"That'd be great, thanks, Honor," Logan smiled at his sister and took Harriet from her arms. Rosemary stood up and handed Olive to Rory, whispering another congratulations into her ear.
"We'll see you both soon, love," Finn announced as he walked to the door, "Thank you," he murmured quietly before he shut the door behind them.
Rory quickly unwrapped the blanket from around her daughter and pulled her top down, bringing the baby to her like the midwife had shown her. She winced momentarily as Olive latched on, before looking over at Logan and giggling, "Who would've thought babies would leave Finn almost speechless?"
An hour later, Logan had settled Rory with both babies to take some more photos of their new family. He snapped a few shots, frowning slightly as he heard knocking on the door. Placing the camera down on the end of the bed, he walked over to open the door. "Chris!" he said, shaking his father-in-law's hand, "It's good to see you, come in!"
"Dad?" Rory said, smiling through the shock. "How'd you know?"
"Well, I'd love to say fathers intuition, Ror, but Richard called to let me know you were in labour last night, so I jumped on a plane."
"Oh, dad! What about Gigi? I'm so excited that you're here, come and meet your granddaughters!"
"I left Gigi at home with your mother," Chris said quietly as he walked over to Rory. "Oh, they're beautiful, kid. Great work," he kissed her cheek. "Do they have names yet?"
"They do," Rory smiled at her dad, "This is Harriet Honor," she gestured towards the baby in her left arm, "and this is Olive Emily," gesturing to the baby in her right arm.
"Beautiful names. No Lorelai, though?" Chris asked.
"No Lorelai," Rory confirmed, "We couldn't, dad," she said sadly.
Logan moved and sat next to his wife, gently rubbing her back. She smiled, before passing Harriet to him for some daddy-daughter bonding.
"Would you like to meet Harriet, dad?" she asked, glancing shyly at her father.
"I'd love to, Ror." he gently took his granddaughter and rocked her in his arms, sitting in a chair next to Rory's bed. He spent some time getting to know his granddaughters and catching up with his daughter and son-in-law, before making his way back to his hotel with the promise of coming back the next morning.
Logan and Rory spent the afternoon napping on and off, only ever for a few minutes at a time as they both kept checking on their daughters. It was around 5 pm when Rory began feeding her daughters again, starting with Olive and then switching with Logan to feed Harriet. A few minutes in, Alice knocked on the door and let herself into Rory's room, greeting both of the new parent.
"How are you feeling, Rory?" she asked as she perched on the end of Rory's bed.
"Really good, Alice. Thank you so much for everything!"
"I'm glad. I'll let you finish and then we'll do a check to make sure your body is recovering well. How about you, Logan?"
"Beyond happy, Alice. I don't think I've ever felt this content," Logan smiled at Alice, "How long do you think we'll need to stay here?"
"Normally at least 3 nights, day 3 can be tough, so we like to make sure you have support for that." She smiled at Rory, "But I promise we'll play it by ear, 'kay?"
She chatted to the couple until Rory had finished nursing the baby, and did the required checks quickly, happy with the recovery so far.
"There's just one more thing before I move on," she said as she reached into her bag. "When I arrived back at the hospital this afternoon, I had a quick look at your file and found this." She pulled 2 registration of birth forms out and handed them to Rory. "Now, I wasn't going to say anything, we are used to unique naming, but I noticed that the surname you registered was Gilmore. I know you told me that you wanted them both to be Huntzberger, I mean, that's what you pre-registered them with. I also noticed that this isn't your signature, Rory…"
Rory took in the forms that the doctor had given her, noting that the names of the babies were "Lorelai Victoria" and "Lorelai Georgia". She scanned down the page and noticed the signature at the bottom of the page was that of her mother. She looked at Logan, a fierce look of determination in her eyes. "She's here," she said, matter-of-factly, "My mother is in London and being her usual arrogant self!"
Logan was in disbelief as he glanced at the forms Rory handed him. "What can we do, Alice? Have these been lodged?"
"No, I picked them up just in time," she handed Logan two new forms to compete, "If you would like to do them now, while I wait, I think that would be best. Obviously, I have some security concerns now, do you have a picture of your mother, Rory?"
"Ummm, maybe on my phone, I'll have to have a look," Rory said.
"Great. If you can send it to me, that'd be great. If you'd like I can notify security and stop her from coming into the hospital?"
Rory sighed heavily, "I think that'd be best. Logan?"
"I hate to say it, Ace, but I think we need to. What if she manages to get in, or God forbid, takes one of the girls?"
"I think you're right," Rory whispered softly. "How long will it take, Alice?"
"I can have the image dispersed within 5 minutes, guys. I'm so sorry you have to go through this," she rubbed her hand along Rory's arm gently. "I think we should move you to another room, as well. Just to be on the safe side. That ok?"
"Of course, Alice," Rory smiled sadly.
"Alright, I'll go and put everything in motion. I think we'll move you to a room upstairs, it's bigger as well so there'll be plenty of space for your family." She smiled at Logan who handed her the newly completed birth registration forms, "And I will personally take these to be lodged for you. Be back in a few minutes," she said to the couple as she walked out the room.
"You alright, Ace?" Logan asked quietly as he watched Rory gently rocking Olive in her arms.
"I'm ok, just flabbergasted. I don't understand her logic."
"I know, babe. But it's being fixed, it'll be ok," he picked Harriet up from the bassinet and sat next to Rory, admiring their daughters. "Do you think your dad had anything to do with it?"
"I don't think so, but I'll definitely ask him when we see him tomorrow morning." A few minutes passed in which both Rory and Logan took in every detail of their daughters. Rory looked over at her husband, who was taking photos of their tiny hands and feet, "I love you, Mr Huntzberger. Very, very much."
"I love you too, Mrs Huntzberger. More than you know."
They glanced at the door as they heard knocking, "Come in," Logan called.
Finn walked into the room, alone, and sat on the chair closest to the bed. "How are you feeling, love?" he asked Rory.
"Good, Finn. Very much in love." Rory smiled, "Would you like to give our lovely Olive a cuddle?"
"Are you sure…I mean…you trust me?" he asked, shocked.
"Of course we do, mate," Logan smiled at his friend.
Rory moved and sat in the chair next to Finn, carefully placing the baby into Finn's arms, showing him how to support her class="Apple-converted-space" br /span"Oh, love, she's so tiny. So perfect," Finn smiled at the baby he was holding, "Uncle Finny loves you very much, Miss Olive."
Rory looked across at Logan as Finn continued whispering to the baby, both amazed that their friend, Finn of all people, was so taken by the little girl.
It was a few moments before Finn looked up at Rory and Logan, "I'm going to be a dad. Rosie's pregnant, love."