A/N: Thank you very much for every review you gave me! I love reading them 3 but as I am a review-junky I'm asking for more! I need more! 😉 I got few feedbacks about my idea of new fanfic (the one about Rory and Logan becoming friends after proposal) so I am currently gathering ideas for it. If you have any suggestion - feel free to share, maybe it will be included! Now I present you with Chapter 10 - enjoy.

When Mitchum arrived to the hospital, he was immediately directed to the private waiting room where he found Logan.

- Dad! Thank God you're here! No one is talking to me about Rory, no one knows anything! I'm going crazy!

- It's ok son, I'm sure they are doing some tests now and they will come to us as soon as they know something. – He patted Logan's shoulder awkwardly. Over the years he might have established a good relationship with his daughter-in-law, but his relationship with his son was still a little raw. With Rory it was easier. Once she understood that he didn't meant any harm when he said she wasn't made to be an overseas correspondent, they were able to move forward. When she came to work for NYH they found a common ground. She was coming to him for advise when she was pursuing a story, which he happily provided. She sometimes talked to him about her goals and work-related dreams. They were treating each other as partners. Logan on the other hand was very private person, that's how things were always between the two of them. Probably it was Mitchum's fault – he made a lot of mistakes when Logan was growing up. They put it behind them by now but Logan never opened up to him completely. So in the emotional situations like this Mitchum sometimes didn't know what to do and how to show his son, that he supported him and that he wanted to be there for him. He hoped that what he was doing, will be enough.

- Could you go to the nurses station and ask again? I would go myself but I want to be here, in case the doctors were looking for me.

- Sure, I'll be right back.

Logan couldn't find a place for himself. He tried not to think about the worst case scenario, but he couldn't help it. She wasn't sick, nothing that he know of and she never fainted before. And when he touched her face earlier, she was so cold… Rory was the love of his life, the whole meaning of it. She was his rock, when he was lost. She was the one who made him who he was right now. Without her he probably would still be that careless, spoiled playboy he was in college when they met. She made him see that there are things worth fighting for, like his independence, their love, their life together. Without her by his side what would be the point of all this? Finn and Colin was always saying that she was the best thing that happened to him and they were right.

Oh God, he has to call them, tell them what's going on.

He took out his cell and dialed. One ring, two, three…

- Oy mate, why are you calling at this ungodly hour? – Finn whined. He still had that thing with the sun.

- It's Rory. She collapsed at work and…

- I'm on my way! – Finn's voice was now sharp and alerted. – Just tell me what hospital are you in.

- New York Presbyterian.

- I'll call Colin, we'll be right there.

- Thanks, man.

Mitchum returned with now news – they admitted Rory and were running tests on her, but there was nothing solid yet. He sat down on the couch with Logan and they were silent for a moment. Finally Logan spoke:

- I know that you are worried about her too, Dad. And I want you to know that I really appreciate it. I really do. I'm glad that you two are close, that she can talk to you when I'm not around.

Mitchum was touched. He didn't realized that Logan felt that way. He put his hand on his son's knee and squeezed it lightly.

- She will be fine, son, you'll see. Rory is healthy and strong, I'm sure it's nothing serious. – Logan just nodded.

They were sitting in silence, when suddenly the door busted open and the boys came in. Their faces were a little pale and they eyes worried. Over the years they grew to love Rory like a little sister. When Logan had to move to London the last time, they were the ones to take care of her. They were making sure she isn't lonely, that she has someone to vent if she needed it.

- We still hadn't heard anything. – Logan said when they came in.

But the four man didn't have to wait long for the news. About ten minutes after the boys arrived the doctor came in the room.

- Are you the family of Lorelai Huntzberger? – They all stood up. – We've got the preliminary results of the tests we run. She is greatly dehydrated and she has severe anemia, sha also has some second degree burns from, I assumed, after she fainted – coffee was it? We hooked her on IV fluids and some antibiotics for the burns. Someone will be there to change the bandages in three hours. She is exhausted, so we sedated her, to give her body chance to recover. We are waiting for few more tests results to come back from the lab. I'm sorry it takes so long, we are swamped today – there was a massive accident and the victims are mostly transferred to NY Presbyterian now. I just wanted to let you know that we are working as fast as we can.

Logan took a deep breath. He knew Rory didn't like to flash the Huntzberger name, but in this moment he was glad he could do that. He didn't care about the private waiting room and things like that, but he was sure that if it wasn't for his last name, the doctors wouldn't be in such rush to deliver the news.

- Thank you doctor, I appreciate that. Can I see her?

- Of course. You can wait for the rest of the test results there. She is in room 2205.

When Logan came to the room he looked at Rory's delicate frame in the hospital bed. Her skin was pale, almost transparent, like it got thinner in last few hours. She was hooked up to all sorts of machines that made quiet but constant beeping noise. He sat in the chair near her bed and took her small hand in his. She looked very fragile.

- Ace, you have to be strong for me. They don't know yet what is wrong, but you have to be strong, because I can't loose you. Ever.

The doctor said that she was dehydrated, that she had anemia. He should have seen that. The way she was the last few weeks… She was killing herself with work and he should have said something, took better care of her. But he was distracted by his work and he didn't.

- When we get out of here I promise you, I will take care of you.

He didn't know when he fell asleep, but what woke him up was Rory's hand stroking his hair. He opened his eyes and saw that Finn and Colin were sleeping on the couch behind him and his father was sitting with a paper folded in his laps in the corner of the room. Just as he was about to ask how long he was out and how she was feeling, the doctor came to the room.

- Lorelai, my name is dr. Pierce. I see that you are fully awake, how are you feeling?

- Sore and tired. What is going on? What is wrong with me?

- Well, you collapsed at work. You also got yourself burn, but those are not severe. What is more important is that you came to us severely dehydrated and with serious anemia, we will have to take care of that. We now have full panel of your tests and there is one more thing that popped up. You are nine weeks pregnant.