A/N: Oh my gosh! You guys have no idea how much I love you all. This is
only my second story so I still get giddy when I get positive feedback.
Thanks a bundle. Just keep reviewing and I'll keep thanking you and posting
up chapters. Who am i kidding, if you don't review I'll still put up
chapters but it's nice to get reviews anyway. I loved it when Pheobe1912
just kept on saying "UPDATE" that shows real enthusiasm. Rory's still
pregnant in this chapter, don't worry. I decided to slow things down a bit.
I just realized that only like three chapters ago they got married. I don't
plan on this story being too long but I don't want it to be short either.
"I'm pregnant."
All of a sudden, Tristan wasn't sleepy anymore. His eyes popped open and he took a deep breath.
"I'm gonna be a dad?" Rory nodded
"I'm gonna be a dad!" Tristan shouted and jumped up and hugged Rory.
"Need ... to .... breathe!" Rory managed from Tristan's embrace.
"You know what this means right?" Tristan asked Rory, letting her go slightly. Rory just knitted her brows in confusion.
"We gotta move into a bigger house." Tristan said smirking.
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Rory stood outside of the Hartford mansion. She wasn't sure if she could live in a house this big. Tristan came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist.
"What do you think" he asked.
"It's... big?" Rory said hoping that sounded convincing.
"You don't like it." Tristan stated rather than asked.
"It's not that I dont like it, it's just so BIG."
"I like big."
"Let's take a tour and at the end I'll tell you what I think."
(AN HOUR LATER)
"Five bedrooms! Five bedrooms! Three bathrooms!" Rory exclaimed. Tristan could tell she was excited.
"So you like it?" Rory nodded eagerly.
"Well, welcome to our new home."
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Rory looked around at her new bedroom. They had been living there a few weeks but it still made her excited knowing it was hers. She looked down. She could see that her belly was getting a little bigger. She was even more excited knowing that they were going to raise a family there. So much had changed but she wouldn't have it any other way.
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"Paging Doctor Gilmore!" Rory sighed and smiled. They still called her Doctor Gilmore even after she was married. She had just gotten off of her break and now she was being paged. She picked up the nearest phone and dialed the extension to the receptionist's desk.
"Yes?"
"This is Dr.Gilmore."
"You're needed in room 1098, car crashed victim."
"Can't you call Smith or Walton?"
"Sweetie we know you're the best. Now hurry up, lives don't wait on you."
Rory rolled her eyes and slipped on the proper attire to go into an operation. She stepped into the room and almost cried outloud at what she saw. There was a pregnant woman with cuts and bruises all over herself. She was awake though.
"Please don't let anything happen to my baby!" the woman screamed
"What happened?" Rory asked.
"She went into labor in the back of a cab, the car got rear ended and she didn't have her seatbelt on. She jerked foward, hit the windshield. The rest is history." The nurse replied.
"Go get Dr. Scott in here. None of us can deliver babies and we need a C section ASAP!" Rory almost screamed. She hated seeing pregnant women in pain. She just prayed to God that nothing like that ever happened to her.
"Rory you okay? YOu look a little sick. Go outside." the nurse said. Rory nodded and ran to the nearest bathroom. She threw up her lunch in the toilet. She rinsed her mouth out and looked in the mirror. She looked horrible. She hadn't been on a break in hours, but that wasn't what made her upset. Just the sight of the woman caring more about her baby than her own life. It was endearing yet sad at the same time. Rory decided that she wanted to go home.
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Rory was laying on the couch, reading "Catcher in the Rye" and Tristan was busy preparing a statement for court on the computer.
"Tristan"
"Hmm"
"Can you get me some ice cream with carrots sprinkled on top?"
"In a minute hon."
Rory walked over to Tristan and grabbed his pinky and yanked it back.
"I WANT MY ICE CREAM NOW!" she demanded. Tristan nodded and she let go of his finger.
"You really gotta stop doing that. I'm running out of fingers." Tristan said sucking his pinky. He held up his other hand, which had four pink fingers that had been yanked. Rory just smiled sweetly. He walked into the kitchen and got her ice cream and gave it to her.
"Happy?"
Rory nodded.
Tristan went back to the computer and not less than ten minutes later, Rory spoke up again.
"Tristan do you think I'm fat?"
"No, you're the most beautiful woman in the world."
"Don't lie to me Tristan. I'm fat and you know it!"
"Okay so you're not you're normal size-"
"Are you calling me fat?!"
"No"
"So you were lying to me?''
"Rory tell me what you want to hear."
"I want to hear the truth"
"And I want to get back to my work."
"Your work is more improtant than me?"
"No Rory but I have this big case to close tomorrow."
"No fine! I understand! Worry about your stupid case." and with that, Rory stormed up the stairs and slammed the door to her room.
"I can't wait until this pregnancy is over." Tristan mumbled
"I HEARD THAT!" Rory shouted.
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There were only two more months to go with Rory's pregnancy. She was very moody because they wouldn't let her work in the hospital and she thought she looked like a whale. Rory was in Stars Hollow sitting at the counter in Luke's eating a peanut butter and marshmellow sandwhich.
"Rory I think you've had enough to eat." Luke said pulling the plate away from her. He was starting to worry about her. She had come into the diner an hour before talking about how miserable her life was and she had been eating sandwhiches ever since.
"Since I'm already a whale another sandwhich won't hurt." Rory said pathetically grabbing her plate back.
"Rory, stop eating, you're scaring away the customers!" Luke joked.
"Oh, so now I'm ugly too. Now I'm an ugly, fat whale"
"Rory I didn't mean it like that." Luke tried his best to comfort her. He silently thanked God that he never got Lorelai pregnant. While he was trying to console Rory, Tristan ran into the diner still in his suit.
"Rory, I've been looking everywhere for you. Next time could you tell me when you're going to leave." Tristan said.
Rory just started wailing loudly, but no real tears coming out. Everyone in the diner turned and looked at Rory like she was nuts and Tristan dragged Rory out to his SUV. Once in the car he turned to her.
"Mary what's wrong?"
"Everything, I can't tie my own shoes [ I got that from my other story, "Friends in Heaven"], I'm fat, I'm ugly, I can't work, and I've already watched all of the "I love Lucy" reruns!" She started wailing again.
"So I guess that's where you got that crying from." Tristan said amused.
"None of this is funny. I'm suffering and miserable and you think this is a joke?"
"No honey of course not. We're in this together."
"No we're not. If we were in this togther then you'd be fat and watching "I love lucy" with me." Rory giggled at the picture of a pregnant Tristan.
"Well, what can I do to make you feel better?"
"Make the baby come out." She asked hopefully
"Sorry, even a DuGrey doesn't have that kind of power."
Rory pouted and crossed her arms over her chest.
"So what do you want to do tonight?" Tristan asked starting up the engine.
"I wanna die."
"Well we're not going to do that. Come on Rory, cheer up. I'll buy you your favorite icecream." Tristan said temptingly. Rory didn't relent. Tristan sighed and pulled into their large driveway.
"I tell you what. You get Willy Wonka ready and I'll get some food so that we can have a movie night."
"Movie nights are for girls only. And I still want to die. But in the mean time, okay." Rory waddled (Laugh you guys! Don't you think it would be funny to see Rory waddling? LOL) into the house, still grumbling about how miserable she was. Tristan sighed and banged his head on the steering wheel.
"Only two more months. Thank God only two more months." Tristan thought as he walked into the house.
A/N: I guess you've guessed by now that Rory will have the baby in the next chapter. I know I said that I would slow down but I want that baby to come out almost as much as Rory does. I don't like seeing her upset. :-( But I also love torturing Tristan. The idea for Rory being like this came from a friend that my sister went to high school with. She's a real sweetheart but she recently became pregnant and treated her hubby like Rory treats tristan. Just thought I should point that out. Okay well see yall in the next chapter.
"I'm pregnant."
All of a sudden, Tristan wasn't sleepy anymore. His eyes popped open and he took a deep breath.
"I'm gonna be a dad?" Rory nodded
"I'm gonna be a dad!" Tristan shouted and jumped up and hugged Rory.
"Need ... to .... breathe!" Rory managed from Tristan's embrace.
"You know what this means right?" Tristan asked Rory, letting her go slightly. Rory just knitted her brows in confusion.
"We gotta move into a bigger house." Tristan said smirking.
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Rory stood outside of the Hartford mansion. She wasn't sure if she could live in a house this big. Tristan came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist.
"What do you think" he asked.
"It's... big?" Rory said hoping that sounded convincing.
"You don't like it." Tristan stated rather than asked.
"It's not that I dont like it, it's just so BIG."
"I like big."
"Let's take a tour and at the end I'll tell you what I think."
(AN HOUR LATER)
"Five bedrooms! Five bedrooms! Three bathrooms!" Rory exclaimed. Tristan could tell she was excited.
"So you like it?" Rory nodded eagerly.
"Well, welcome to our new home."
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Rory looked around at her new bedroom. They had been living there a few weeks but it still made her excited knowing it was hers. She looked down. She could see that her belly was getting a little bigger. She was even more excited knowing that they were going to raise a family there. So much had changed but she wouldn't have it any other way.
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"Paging Doctor Gilmore!" Rory sighed and smiled. They still called her Doctor Gilmore even after she was married. She had just gotten off of her break and now she was being paged. She picked up the nearest phone and dialed the extension to the receptionist's desk.
"Yes?"
"This is Dr.Gilmore."
"You're needed in room 1098, car crashed victim."
"Can't you call Smith or Walton?"
"Sweetie we know you're the best. Now hurry up, lives don't wait on you."
Rory rolled her eyes and slipped on the proper attire to go into an operation. She stepped into the room and almost cried outloud at what she saw. There was a pregnant woman with cuts and bruises all over herself. She was awake though.
"Please don't let anything happen to my baby!" the woman screamed
"What happened?" Rory asked.
"She went into labor in the back of a cab, the car got rear ended and she didn't have her seatbelt on. She jerked foward, hit the windshield. The rest is history." The nurse replied.
"Go get Dr. Scott in here. None of us can deliver babies and we need a C section ASAP!" Rory almost screamed. She hated seeing pregnant women in pain. She just prayed to God that nothing like that ever happened to her.
"Rory you okay? YOu look a little sick. Go outside." the nurse said. Rory nodded and ran to the nearest bathroom. She threw up her lunch in the toilet. She rinsed her mouth out and looked in the mirror. She looked horrible. She hadn't been on a break in hours, but that wasn't what made her upset. Just the sight of the woman caring more about her baby than her own life. It was endearing yet sad at the same time. Rory decided that she wanted to go home.
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Rory was laying on the couch, reading "Catcher in the Rye" and Tristan was busy preparing a statement for court on the computer.
"Tristan"
"Hmm"
"Can you get me some ice cream with carrots sprinkled on top?"
"In a minute hon."
Rory walked over to Tristan and grabbed his pinky and yanked it back.
"I WANT MY ICE CREAM NOW!" she demanded. Tristan nodded and she let go of his finger.
"You really gotta stop doing that. I'm running out of fingers." Tristan said sucking his pinky. He held up his other hand, which had four pink fingers that had been yanked. Rory just smiled sweetly. He walked into the kitchen and got her ice cream and gave it to her.
"Happy?"
Rory nodded.
Tristan went back to the computer and not less than ten minutes later, Rory spoke up again.
"Tristan do you think I'm fat?"
"No, you're the most beautiful woman in the world."
"Don't lie to me Tristan. I'm fat and you know it!"
"Okay so you're not you're normal size-"
"Are you calling me fat?!"
"No"
"So you were lying to me?''
"Rory tell me what you want to hear."
"I want to hear the truth"
"And I want to get back to my work."
"Your work is more improtant than me?"
"No Rory but I have this big case to close tomorrow."
"No fine! I understand! Worry about your stupid case." and with that, Rory stormed up the stairs and slammed the door to her room.
"I can't wait until this pregnancy is over." Tristan mumbled
"I HEARD THAT!" Rory shouted.
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There were only two more months to go with Rory's pregnancy. She was very moody because they wouldn't let her work in the hospital and she thought she looked like a whale. Rory was in Stars Hollow sitting at the counter in Luke's eating a peanut butter and marshmellow sandwhich.
"Rory I think you've had enough to eat." Luke said pulling the plate away from her. He was starting to worry about her. She had come into the diner an hour before talking about how miserable her life was and she had been eating sandwhiches ever since.
"Since I'm already a whale another sandwhich won't hurt." Rory said pathetically grabbing her plate back.
"Rory, stop eating, you're scaring away the customers!" Luke joked.
"Oh, so now I'm ugly too. Now I'm an ugly, fat whale"
"Rory I didn't mean it like that." Luke tried his best to comfort her. He silently thanked God that he never got Lorelai pregnant. While he was trying to console Rory, Tristan ran into the diner still in his suit.
"Rory, I've been looking everywhere for you. Next time could you tell me when you're going to leave." Tristan said.
Rory just started wailing loudly, but no real tears coming out. Everyone in the diner turned and looked at Rory like she was nuts and Tristan dragged Rory out to his SUV. Once in the car he turned to her.
"Mary what's wrong?"
"Everything, I can't tie my own shoes [ I got that from my other story, "Friends in Heaven"], I'm fat, I'm ugly, I can't work, and I've already watched all of the "I love Lucy" reruns!" She started wailing again.
"So I guess that's where you got that crying from." Tristan said amused.
"None of this is funny. I'm suffering and miserable and you think this is a joke?"
"No honey of course not. We're in this together."
"No we're not. If we were in this togther then you'd be fat and watching "I love lucy" with me." Rory giggled at the picture of a pregnant Tristan.
"Well, what can I do to make you feel better?"
"Make the baby come out." She asked hopefully
"Sorry, even a DuGrey doesn't have that kind of power."
Rory pouted and crossed her arms over her chest.
"So what do you want to do tonight?" Tristan asked starting up the engine.
"I wanna die."
"Well we're not going to do that. Come on Rory, cheer up. I'll buy you your favorite icecream." Tristan said temptingly. Rory didn't relent. Tristan sighed and pulled into their large driveway.
"I tell you what. You get Willy Wonka ready and I'll get some food so that we can have a movie night."
"Movie nights are for girls only. And I still want to die. But in the mean time, okay." Rory waddled (Laugh you guys! Don't you think it would be funny to see Rory waddling? LOL) into the house, still grumbling about how miserable she was. Tristan sighed and banged his head on the steering wheel.
"Only two more months. Thank God only two more months." Tristan thought as he walked into the house.
A/N: I guess you've guessed by now that Rory will have the baby in the next chapter. I know I said that I would slow down but I want that baby to come out almost as much as Rory does. I don't like seeing her upset. :-( But I also love torturing Tristan. The idea for Rory being like this came from a friend that my sister went to high school with. She's a real sweetheart but she recently became pregnant and treated her hubby like Rory treats tristan. Just thought I should point that out. Okay well see yall in the next chapter.