A Tiny Plus Chapter 1

A/N Hiya, so I've decided to sort out a second attempt at 'Late'. There will be drama, not sure who from yet, but it will be here somewhere. Let me know your thoughts and opinions about this idea and if you have any constructive criticism as always I'm more than happy to hear it, but keep it constructive where possible, please!

Thanks

Annie

She was staring at the white stick in her hands and for some reason, all she could think of was her mother's comments about sex and the need for there to be two forms of birth control involved. She thought back to the previous few weeks. The sex with Logan since his accident had been amazing, all about them as a couple rather than either individual. They had rebuilt one heck of a bond since his hospitalization. His goodbye was also great, but for some reason, as she thought back she couldn't remember if he had been wearing a condom. She never missed a pill though, at least she thought she never missed a pill. It didn't matter anyway, there was a tiny pink sign in the sign of a plus.

Rory called her doctor next and set up an appointment for early the next day. They would confirm for her, she also looked at flight times and booked a flight to London. Whatever the doctor said she was going to need Logan. After a call with him that feeling of wanting him just expanded. She commented that she was missing him more and more, his reply of 'ok Ace come visit then' was what she needed to hear. They spoke about the feelings that had been stirred up by her mother's actions and how she wanted to run to him. She didn't tell him about the white stick that was now in a gift bag tucked into the side pocket of her hand luggage.

Her mother had been distant and upset in the wake of her breakup with Luke. Rory was almost apoplectic when she found out that her mother had not only broken off her engagement but run a wrecking ball through it in the form of sleeping with Rory's father. After finding out, Rory had practically run back to New Haven, the empty apartment feeling more like home than the house in Stars Hollow. Her Dad had been used and when she confronted him about it she spelled it out. He wasn't speaking to Lorelai either now, angry at her for once again playing with his feelings.

The next morning she went to the doctor's office and after having her blood drawn and urine sample she was guided into a small office where she changed into a gown and was greeted by her OBGYN Dr. Speakman, she confirmed Rory's pregnancy and offered to find out how far along she was through an internal ultrasound. Rory was six weeks pregnant. The thrumming sound of the heartbeat was amazing and Rory's eyes teared up, Dr. Speakman offered her a printout of the image and she could only nod. It was finally hitting her that she was pregnant. Next, she went to a little independent baby shop near the doctor's office and before she knew it she was at the airport in Hartford boarding her plane to London. She couldn't wait to see Logan.

Nine hours later she was dragging the small carry-on suitcase that her grandmother had insisted she buy on their Europe trip two years ago through the arrivals area of London Heathrow. There standing with a sign saying 'Ace' was Logan. It was all she could do not to run, but she moved faster as he noticed her and walked towards her, scooping her up in a hug before kissing her full on the mouth. It could have been hours or minutes, Rory actually couldn't tell, until he pulled back, tilted his forehead against hers, and gave her his signature smirk.

'God I missed you, Ace.' She just smiled and kissed him again, before pulling back and repeating the sentiments. Logan grabbed her bag and guided her with an arm around her waist to the exit, to his waiting car. He smiled at his driver, an older gentleman home wearing a full chauffeur outfit and holding the door for both of them. Once ensconced in the back of the car, Logan shifted Rory so she was almost curled into him, kissing the side of her head, he could tell she was tired so he let her just sit in silence only enquiring if she wanted anything. At her request, he simply directed Kevin, his driver to take them straight home.

Logan's building was a newer block of flats with a gorgeous black ornate door with a doorman and reception area. Once he had checked Rory in he showed her up to his flat which was not the penthouse but a floor or two below, explaining that apparently, it was an HPG owned building and therefore his father would use the penthouse when he was in London. It was a simple layout, very similar in many ways to their New Haven Loft, but instead of the bed being exposed to the floor there were two generous bedrooms, both with ensuite bathrooms, the master bath had an actual bathtub that Rory noted happily.

Ten minutes after arriving Rory and Logan were ensconced on a sofa, and Rory pulled back from the fairly heated kisses that Logan was giving her with the most dreaded words in any relationship.

'Logan we need to talk.' this statement had the dreaded effect of making him pull back from where he was trying to move back to kiss her.

'Ace please, I love you, I've missed you. I know that you're upset about your Mum and that whole situation, I can't lose you.' He punctuated his statement with another kiss, cupping her face and waist before Rory pulled back again.

'Logan...please just a second, I've got something for you' she sprung up from the couch to where her small suitcase was in the master bedroom. As she moved Logan was shouting at her 'Ace, babe, you being here is enough, even with those text messages sweetheart, the last month has been torture, please come back here.' he smiled as she came out of the bedroom holding a small blue bag with tissue paper poking out of the top. He took it gladly with a smile, opened the bag, and pulled out the frame, in which was the image that Dr. Speakman had printed out for her, with the words 'My Daddy's the Best' written underneath'. Logan just looked at her with a dumbfounded expression painted on his face. After several seconds she decided to explain it to him.

'I hadn't been feeling well for a few days but, then I did the maths and realized I was a few days late. I took a test at home, which was positive, called you to come to visit, then had an appointment yesterday. She offered to date the pregnancy, I'm six weeks. It's the size of a poppy seed apparently. I just wanted you to know as soon as possible. Logan, say something, please!'

He just stared at her, noting the panic in her eyes before he swooped in and hugged her. 'You're pregnant? Really? Ace. That's amazing.' then he kissed her again, before leaning her onto the couch pulling up her top to show her stomach, and speaking directly to it in the softest voice Rory had ever heard, 'Hi there Poppy, it's your daddy. God, you have no idea. You may be a surprise but I've never had a better one.' He looked up to Rory who was starting to cry. 'You have no idea how much your mum and I love you. How much I love your Mum.' he placed a tender kiss on her stomach before Rory pulled him to her and once again kissed him and they spent the evening losing themselves in each other.