Rory woke up to someone tapping on her window. She pulled on a zip-up hoodie on as she walked to the window. She opened up the window and saw Paris standing on her porch.

"Paris what are you doing here?"

"Um….I don't know."

"What happened?"

"Do you remember when Jamie came down to visit last month?"

"Yeah."

"Well we hooked up."

"Okay."

"And I think I'm pregnant."

"What!" She whispered.

"I'm late and I'm freaking out."

"Its okay, in the morning we'll go get a test and make sure."

"What am I going to do?"

"We're not gonna jump to conclusions, I mean we have to take things one at a time."

"Thanks Rory."

"No problem, now come in its cold out here." Paris fell asleep on the floor in Rory's room and Rory dialed Jamie's number. She went out onto the porch so Paris wouldn't wake up and hear Rory.

"Hello?"

"Jamie? It's Rory."

"Oh yeah, why are you calling so late?"

"Well um…I guess I wanted to give you a heads up."

"What's wrong? Did something happen to Paris?"

"She might be pregnant."

"Oh."

"Yeah, she's not sure but I just thought I would tell you so you're not in the dark."

"No I appreciate it. When did she tell you?"

"She came over like 20 minutes ago. She's afraid."

"Well that's understandable."

"Yeah and I think she's afraid that you're gonna run out on her."

"I would never dream of it. When will she know for sure?"

"She's gonna take a test and if need be schedule an appointment."

"So, there's a chance she might not be?"

"Yeah."

"Okay. Thanks Rory."

"No problem."

"I'll call Paris tomorrow."

"Okay, sorry for waking you."

"Its okay, I was up. Night Rory."

"Night Jamie." She hung up and went back to bed. She woke up with the sun in her eyes. She slowly got up and looked at Paris who was sitting in a ball at the end of her bed.

"Rory, you're up."

"Yeah, so do you want to do this now?"

"Yeah."

"Okay, I'll just tell my mom that we're going to your house to study."

"Okay." They left the room and found that Lorelai wasn't there. Rory whipped out her phone as they left.

"Hello?"

"Hey mom, where are you?"

"At the inn."

"Oh I'm going to Paris's to work on this thing for school so I'll be back later."

"Okay you have fun."

"Oh I will, love you."

"Love you too babe." The ride to Hartford was silent. Paris was gripping the steering wheel so hard her knuckles were white. Rory hoped that it was just a false alarm. It made her wonder about having sex with Tristan, she didn't want to get pregnant and knew that there was a chance that she wouldn't get pregnant but that was a risk she wasn't really ready to take.

She made a mental note to talk to Tristan about that later. They pulled into a clinic and Paris stood frozen in front of the building. People were entering and leaving and they just stood there.

"Come on let's get it over with." Paris just nodded and let Rory pull her inside. Rory walked up to the front desk. "Hi, my friend needs to see the doctor."

"What's wrong?"

"Pregnancy test."

"Okay just fill this out and the doctor will be right with you." Rory took the clipboard and headed back towards Paris who was starring straight ahead and was very pale. She filled out the form as best to her knowledge and forced Paris to do the rest. The doctor finally called her name and they sat in the exam room waiting for the results. The doctor came in and his face showed no emotion. Rory hated not being able to read the emotion on people' faces.

"Well Ms. Geller you are indeed pregnant."

"Are you sure?"

"Positive."

"Thank you doctor." They stood and left. Paris just started crying and Rory let her use her shoulder to cry on. They sat outside the clinic while Paris cried into Rory's shirt.

"We should go tell your parents and you should call Jamie."

"I think I should wait till Jamie's here. But how am I going to tell him?"

"He already knows, I called him last night so he wasn't in the blue."

"Thank you Rory, you really are a good friend."

"It's no problem. You should call Jamie." She walked with Paris to the car.

"Do you want to take you home?"

"No just drop me off at Tristan's."

"Okay, thanks for everything Rory."

"It's really no problem, I mean you needed a friend and I was there." Paris started the car and they spent the whole ride in silence. When they got to Tristan's Paris thanked Rory for the millionth time as she called Jamie. Rory knocked on the door and Mrs. Dugrey answered the door.

"Hello Rory."

"Hi, is Tristan here?"

"Yes he's out on the patio."

"Thank you."

"No problem." Rory found her way out to the patio where Tristan was engrossed in some Shakespeare novel he was reading. She just watched his face has it changed expressions with each paged he turned.

"Hello Tristan."

"Hey, what are you doing here?"

"Um…I was in the neighborhood and I wanted to talk to you."

"What's up?"

"I don't think we should have sex."

"Why?"

"There are so many risks that go along with it and I don't think we can handle them."

"What's gotten into you?"
"Paris is pregnant."

"Wow, I never would've guessed."

"Yeah and I'm afraid that if we continue to have sex then something like that could happen to us."

"Well I don't agree with that."

"I'm not gonna change my mind to fulfill your sexual desires."

"Why does it have to be no sex? Can't we at least have options? Why does it have to be none at all?"

"What are you talking about?"

"I'm saying that don't say we aren't ever going to have sex again, keep it open to at least once in a while. Not all time, do you understand?"

"Fine."

"Okay, now are you still mad?"

"I wasn't mad."

"Yes you were."

"No I wasn't."

"Whatever."

"What are you reading?"

"Much Ado about Nothing."

"Is it good?"

"Yeah the first 15 times you read it."

"Oh."

"So are we good?"

"Yeah I guess."

"Good."