The dorm February 12th 10 A.M.

Rory walks over to the bathroom door and beats on it.

"Paris! I need in there right now."

"Ok." Paris says as she flings the door open.

"I'm just brushing my teeth." Says Paris who has on a t-shirt and a pair of flannel pajama bottoms and has her hair up loosely in a ponytail.

"Ok." Rory says as she rushes to the toilet.

"Are you ok?"

"Yeah I'm fine."

"I've been sick too it must have been the Chinese food we ate the other night."

"Paris what is today?"

"Saturday."

"No I mean the date."

"It's the … 11th." Paris says as she looks down at her watch.

"The 11th?"

"Yeah."

"Great."

"I just said the 11th didn't I?"

"Yeah."

"Crap."

"Ok tell me what your crap is for because it can't be as bad as mine."

"Yes it can." Paris says as she makes a run for the toilet barely making it there on time.

"No it can't." Rory says with a mouthful of toothpaste.

"I'll tell you if you tell me."

"Fine. I am late."

"I am too."

"Oh great that trip to New York has really backfired on us."

"We shouldn't have been so stupid."

"You're not the one that wound up married to a cheater that could be in Timbuktu."

"No but it looks as if it turned out the same way."

"Yeah. Do you want to go to the drugstore or do you want me to go?"

"I've been in the bathroom since 9 o'clock."

"Ok I'll go."

½ an hour later Rory returns.

"Paris where are you?"

"In the bathroom."

"Still?"

"I just got out of the shower."

"Oh. Are you dressed?"

"Yeah."

"Ok I'm coming in."

"Ok."

Rory enters the bathroom with a paper bag. She sits the bag on the vanity.

"So do you want to do rock, paper, scissors to figure out who gets to be doomed first?"

"No, I'll go first."

"Ok."
Rory leaves and Paris shuts the door for a second and then opens it again.

"Ok done."

"That wasn't two minutes."

"I know. Go pee on yours and then we can wait together."

"Ok."

Moments later Rory opens the bathroom door Paris goes in and grabs a box and joins Rory who is sitting on the edge of the bathtub.

"Rory what do we do if the tests come out positive."

"I don't know. That was my question. Oh and if they do how are we going to find Tristan?"

"We are in deep shit if these tests are positive."

"Yeah we are."

"Rory I really don't want this to positive." Paris says as she reads the back of the box and then looks at the box.

"It's been over 2 ½ minutes."

"What color will lead to our demise?"

"Pink." Paris says.

"Ready?"

"Not really." Paris says as she and Rory get up and go over to the vanity.

"Which one is yours?"

"The one on the left."

"Ok." Rory and Paris look at the vanity at the same time.

" It doesn't matter because they're both the same color. Pink."

"Paris please tell me I'm hallucinating."

"I don't think I can."

"Paris we're pregnant. Both of us. With Rosemary's babies."

"What do we do?"

"Well all I can think of right now is to eat ice cream and watch really old movies."

"Works for me."

"Put those somewhere in case someone comes over."

"Ok." Paris says as she shoves them in the medicine cabinet.

2 hours later Rory and Paris are on the couch covered in blankets eating every junk food known to man and watching T.V. when there is a knock on the door.

"Come in." They holler in unison.

"What on earth are you two doing?" Lorelai asks as she enters the dorm.

"Getting fat." Rory says. Paris looks at her and grins. They burst out laughing.

"What did I miss?"

"Nothing."

"I brought coffee."

"We're good."

"Ok. So why didn't you invite me to your little party?"

"We didn't think to."

"Oh. Where's your aspirin? I had to listen to Kirk's yapping for ½ an hour."

Both Paris and Rory being riveted to the T.V. they reply "In the medicine cabinet." Like zombies before realizing what was in there.

"Good." Paris and Rory look at each other in horror and rush to the bathroom but it's too late Lorelai has discovered their secret.

"Ladies what are these?" Lorelai asks as she pulls out the pregnancy tests.

"Uh."

Lorelai pushes them into the living room and makes them sit on the couch.

"Girls what are these? Please tell me they are completely edible."

"Not exactly."

"Ok tell me what's going on."

Rory and Paris look at each other in terror staring at each other for a moment signaling to each they were trapped they had to tell her.

"Rory, Paris you are two extremely smart girls with a lot going for you please tell me that these belong to neither of you."

"We would like to but we can't."

"I don't have the box to these but I'm betting by the way you two are throwing a pity party that both of them are positive."

"Yeah."

"My next question is for each of you individually. Who is the father?"

Rory and Paris look at each other and then Paris says:

"The baby is the seed of the devil."

"Yeah we're each going to have Rosemary's baby."

"That doesn't answer my question."

"Sorry."

"Mom I am going to give birth to my husband's child."

"Yes I am also having her husband's child."

"So you two are having babies that are Tristan's?"

"Yes."

"Did you guys figure out where he is?"

"He's not staying in New York City."

"So you have no clue?"

"Nope not a single clue."

"We're going to find him and then we're going to kill him."

"Mom!"

"I think it's a good idea."

"Mom!"

"Ok, maybe not but we still have to find him. For the sake of his children."

"I don't want him to have anything to do with any child I have Rosemary's baby or not."

"Me either."

"Girls I know you really hate Tristan right now but do you want to tell your children that when you first found out you were pregnant for them you considered them Rosemary's baby the child of the devil?"

"I guess that's probably not a good idea."

"Right."

"Now we're getting somewhere. So how long have you two known?"

"Two hours."

Lorelai looks at the wrappers and empty containers.

"You guys managed to shove all of that into you in two hours?"

"Yeah and a whole pizza."

"I must warn you that stuff tastes a lot worse coming up than it did going down."

"But we're fine we've been puke free for the last 2 hours."

"Not for long trust me." With that Rory and Paris both flee to the bathroom hitting the toilet at the same time. They brush their teeth and go back out.

"Now do guys see what I mean?"

"That was horrible."

"It was so gross I will never eat that much ever again."

"I can't handle this for very long."

"You girls are strong you'll pull through."

"I hope so."