A/N: Sorry so short, long chapter coming I promise! Please review!

Rory and Logan were leaving Logan's parent's house who had recieved the news after Lorelei and Luke. They were having a baby boy Luke Michum aka Mich. Luke was honored and Michum a little shocked. On the way home Ciara slept but Rory was thinking how hard it would be to not have her mother in this pregnancy. Sure now she had Logan, but she also needed her mom.

When they got home Logan put Ciara in her bed and helped Rory completely unpack all of the linens and bathroom stuff. Then as they were starting on the kitchen there was a knock at the door. When Rory opened it her mother, Luke, and Will stood in front of her. "Hi honey, sorry to come over this soon. I know you're not even moved in, but you have Will's blankie, and last night was a rough night," Lorelei said pointing to the blanket laid over the couch. "I tried to call a million times last ngiht to let you know," Rory said hugging her mom. Luke and Logan shook hands as Will raced to his blankie and rubbed his face against it. Luke went and sat down in the kitchen with Logan and Will. Logan continued to unpack the dishes as Luke talked how he would have a grandson.

"So, everything is fine with you and Logan?"

"Yeah, mom, we're great! I've never loved anyone more."

"What about me? What about Ciara and Luke and Will?"

"You know what I mean mom."

"Yeah, so where is my princess?"

"Well Princess Ciara is sound asleep on her throne."

"Ah hah, so why don't you and I go start unpacking something?"

"Well, we could go in the kitchen, or we could go into my room and unpack."

"Your room."

"Okay follow the leader!"