AN: Sorry it was so long for the update. I hope all of this seems in character enough. Please let me know how you like it.

Chapter Nine: Mmm Mmm Mmm Mmm

Rory woke up the next morning to an empty space next to her. She sat up slowly and looked around for Finn. When she was greeted by no one, she noticed the sound of Charlie talking from the living room. She decided to shower and dress before she went out to lessen the shock of him seeing her there this early in the morning. After she was redressed in last night's jeans and a sweater, she opened the door that lead out to the rest of the house. She saw that the family room was empty, and made her way towards where she remembered the kitchen to be.

"Good morning!"

Rory glanced down at the sound of his voice. "Good morning Charlie. How are you doing today?"

"Good."

"That's good," she glanced up to see Finn standing at the counter. She walked over behind him and encircled her arms around her waist, which caused him to turn around, revealing the plate of pancakes he was holding in his right hand. He placed his other hand on the side of her head as he leaned down to kiss her.

"Hey babe." He moved his free arm to her shoulders and guided her towards the breakfast table.

"Hey yourself." She then noticed the plate of pancakes he had set onto the table. "Who made breakfast?"

"Betty Crocker," he said as he pulled out her chair for her. "But she said I was an excellent helper."

"Well thank you."

They sat in silence for the next few minutes as they concentrated on their food.

Charlie was the first to break the silence. "Rory, how come you're here?"

The question was entirely innocent, but Rory had no idea how to answer it. Before she had a chance to, Finn beat her to the punch. "You see Charlie, Rory stayed the night last night."

"Slumber party?"

"It was kind of like the slumber parties your mom and Jack have."

"So is she gonna stay over a lot more?"

Finn looked up to Rory's slightly blushing face as he said, "I sure do hope so."

Rory didn't miss the slight innuendo in his voice that went unnoticed by Charlie.

"Dad, I'm done, can I go watch TV?"

"Take your plate to the sink, and don't turn on any of that Yu-Gi-Oh crap."

Once he left the room, Finn came over to Rory and pulled her up to meet his gaze. "I've been waiting for him to leave ever since I heard you wake up."

"Why?"

"So I could do this," with that comment he lowered his head to hers and the two combined in a deep kiss that only escalated when Finn sat down on the chair she was previously occupying, and pulled Rory to straddle his lap.

Rory stopped the kiss which only caused Finn to move down to her neck. "Finn, we can't do this."

He stopped for a second, "I think we proved last night that we are capable of way more than this."

"I meant," she moaned when Finn moved back to her neck. "With Charlie in the next room."

"I can tell him to go upstairs."

"Finn," her tone was warning, which was extremely hard to do with the way Finn had been kissing her only minutes before.

"Fine, ruin all my fun. You're going to have to pay for this later."

"I think you would have had to pay for this much more if Charlie went back to his mom's house today and told her about witnessing this little encounter."

"He sees it all the time. Jack and Cindy are like rabbits. Charlie's gonna be the one telling all the other kids in his kindergarten class where babies come from."

"Aren't you proud?"

"Couldn't be happier."

By now, Rory and moved so that she was sitting on Finn's lap, with her head snuggled into his neck.

"So last night was fun."

"If you're looking for an understatement, then yes, it was fun."

"You're cute when you sleep."

"Why thank you. So are you. I especially liked the humming. Is that an everyday occurrence or did you do that just for me?"

"Hum? I do not hum! I don't make any noise when I sleep."

"Right…"

"I don't! Someone would have told me by now. My mom, or Jess, hell, even Logan would have been blunt enough to mention that!"

"I wouldn't make this up. They probably just didn't make the mistake I did in telling you. They knew how much you'd freak out."

"I'm not freaking out. I'm merely denying something that I know isn't true!"

"Fine, Rory. It's fine. You don't hum, okay?"

"No, I'm calling Jess. He's the one person who'll be honest with me." She took her cell phone from her purse.

"Well, while you're doing that, do you mind if I go take a shower? You still kind of left me hanging there from our little make out session."

"Oh, by all means, go take care of yourself."

"Much appreciated darling, although, are you sure you don't want to take care of it for me?"

She threw a dish towel at his disappearing form.

He added just before he entered his bedroom door, "And I can feel you checking out my bum, so don't try to deny it."

She giggled as she waited for Jess to answer the phone.

"Hello?"

"Hey Jess."

"I'm sorry, who's this?" He repeated the same thing every time she called him.

"Oh, I don't know, maybe the woman you have to thank for having a son."

"God? I never knew you were a woman."

"Can it Jess."

"Alright, alright. So to what do I owe this fantastic pleasure?"

"Can't a girl call the father of her baby to chat?"

"Oh, believe me, a call from you is always welcome. But you usually call every night at 7:30. It's 10:30, in the morning I might add. Which reminds me, why the hell are you awake?"

"Says the guy who used to wake up an hour before you'd take me out on Saturday night for a date."

"Stop being so evasive. You're reminding me of me."

"Well I did want to firm up plans about handing Ernest off in a few weeks."

"Well I can just fly up with him."

"Come on Jess! You know you want to go to Stars Hallow. The End of Summer Festival. Your very favorite festival of all! Its four weeks from today. You know you can get off work for a few days, especially this far in advance. Ernest loves Star Hallow."

"Geez, if I say yes will you stop whining?"

"For the time being, yes."

"So was there anything else you wanted, because…"

"Because what?"

"Well…you just seem a little…giddy."

"I'm not giddy. Can't someone just be in a good mood?" She couldn't help her smile creeping into her words.

"Aha! I know that voice! You had sex didn't you?"

"I…"

"You did!"

"How do you do that?"

"A gift. So who's the guy? I didn't even know you were seeing anyone."

"Well, about a week and a half ago I ran into someone I used to know in college, and we reconnected. And you can guess what happens next."

"Good for you. I always said you needed to get laid more."

"God Jess, could you be any cruder? I hope Ernest isn't with you."

"He's not in the room, but I taught him the glass to the door thing yesterday, so he probably heard the whole conversation."

"Great, now he'll be using the expression get laid."

"I'll tell him not to…unless he uses it appropriately. I should probably go though. It was my turn in Monopoly, so he's probably added hotels to all his properties in my absence."

"Okay Jess, I guess I'll talk to you and Ernest later. Oh, wait, there was something else I wanted to ask you."

"Shoot."

"When we were together…do you remember any…noises that I made when I slept."

"You mean the hum? Hmmm hmm hmmmm hmm."

"Damnit."

"What?"

"Finn said I did, but I didn't believe him."

"Finn?"

"The new guy."

"His name's Finn?"

"Phineas. He's Australian."

"And suddenly the world makes sense again."

"Okay, I've got to go. Monopoly's callin' my name."

"Well soak up as much of him as you can in the next four weeks, because then, he's mine again, and I don't know if I can bear to let him go again."

"Yeah, yeah."

"Bye Jess."

"Do you believe me now?" said Finn from the doorway.

"God Finn, don't sneak up on me like that!"

"You're avoiding the question. Do you believe me now?"

"About what? What were we talking about again?"

"So he confirmed then?"

"I hate you."

"No you don't. You just hate that I'm right."

"Well Mr. Right," she laughed at her stupid pun. "I need to go home and get some things done. Call me later?"

"Well since I've now been given such a high title, I suppose I have to."

Fin leaned in to kiss her and quickly had her pressed up against the counter.

"Finn…"

"Come on, you're not too good for a quickie, are you?"

"Charlie's gonna stay in there?" He nodded. "Well, maybe just a little one."

With that Finn picked her up and carried her into his bedroom.