Okay. I think that this is the second story that I have gotten the plot figured out in my head. But then again I've mostly done songfics. Oh well I hope you enjoy!

Also I am not doing the disclaimer thing because if you think that I own Gilmore Girls then I think you are great and will mock you at a later time.

Different Plans

Catching Up

Previously: As she pulled up at her childhood home, she noticed a van in the driveway. That's odd. Mom would never have own or drive a van. Rory thought puzzled. Since it was really quiet, she decided that she may not be home and she would drive around town. Hell, maybe she'd go to Hartford. As these thought crept through her brain, she saw her mother go into the diner. Rory parked her Jetta, and got Eitan out of the car. She walked into the door of the diner trying to look brave. As the bell rang Luke looked up from her mother and saw her walking in. ha ha. Look at Luke's face! Woah, he looks kinda freaked out. Rory thought. "What?" asked Lorelai. "Ummmm" Luke said trailing off, shifting his glance between Eitan, who was holding my hand, and me. Lorelai turned around and gasped. "Rory!" The entire diner was quiet.

"Hey mom."

"What are you doing here?" okay…not exactly the reaction I was hoping for, but it will have to do.

"uuuugggghhh…"

"Um, I'm mean, what brings you back into town?"

"I missed you and I haven't spoken to you in a while so I just thought that I should come see you." Rory babbled.

"Well, I missed you too."

"Look, could we go somewhere else. And you know talk? I'm sorry about the whole public display thing. I tried to find you at the inn, and then at home. But I wasn't sure if you were there and I didn't want anyone else to know that I was back in town before you did."

"Um okay." She said obviously stunned, since she was still in her chair, incapable of moving. Luke noticed this and suggested that we talk upstairs.

Upstairs:

"So…" Rory started.

"So.." Lorelai countered. "First things first. Who's this?" she said pointing to Eitan, who was wandering around Luke's old apartment.

"That's your grandson. His name is Eitan, he is four years old."

"Whose is he? Logan's?"

"No, he's not Logan's son."

"Then whose his father?"

TBC

Ha ha ha ha! I love doing cliffhanger endings. But, seriously I wasn't going to make this a cliffhanger ending, it's just easier to write the story this way. Pardon my laziness. Continue reviewing.