I really enjoy writing this. Plus, I'm sick so I really have nothing better to do with my time, lol. But I hope you enjoy it. I know I will.

'The Reactions' Lorelai's POV-

"How long have you known?" Luke asked after a while of being completely silent. We had made it all the way home. He quietly made us something to eat, left for the diner and when he came home that was the first thing he had said to me.

"I took her to the doctor's yesterday morning. I knew she was but we needed conformation. Rory wanted to tell you herself. I don't think you have to worry about Logan either. Rory seems to think he's gonna be a great daddy." I explained and sat him down.

"What do you think?"

"I think he's gonna be a lot better then Christopher. He's not terrified to the point where he's going to let Rory give up her life. She won't end up like me. And I'm very grateful for Logan right now."

"So, I probably shouldn't kill him?"

"Probably not, grandpa." He beamed down at me and we cuddled together and watched a movie.

He woke me up to see the umpa-loompas and then carried me up to bed. "Goodnight, grandma." He kissed me and I fell asleep.

Richard's POV-

"Emily! Where is my scarf, damn it?" I yelled, looking for my scarf.

"I don't know, Richard, but you will not yell at me like that again. Is that understood?"

"Yes, Emily. And I apologise." I sighed. I opened my mouth to say something but nothing came out.

"I know. But we have to make the best of this. She's our only grandchild and we love her. Logan will make sure that everything is taken care of."

"What are we supposed to do? Just sit around?" I asked.

"I don't know. I can't remember the last time I was around a baby. It might be nice."

"I have an idea." I proclaimed and went off into my study, forgetting why I had needed my scarf in the first place. I called my investment banker and opened up an account in the baby's name. Of course, not the actual name because it was probably still nameless, but baby Gilmore would have everything they ever needed.

Logan's POV-

I was still shocked. A whole day had past and I still didn't know what to think. I knew that I loved Ace and this baby. I knew that I had to provide a good life for them. But, other than that, I knew nothing. I didn't know where we're going to live or how, even. My father's response to this would not turn out so well and the last thing I needed was Rory upset. She must stay calm throughout this entire ordeal. I picked up my cell phone from the night stand next to me and I dialed my father's number. Not really wanting to talk to him, but figuring it was the right thing to do.

"This is Mitchum." He boomed through the speaker.

"This is Logan." I mimicked him.

"Hello son. What do you need?" he sounded annoyed.

"Nothing. I was just wondering when you're going to be back home. I wanted to have dinner with the family. I need to discus something with all of you."

"I should be home in a few days. Honor will be there also. She's bringing Josh. You'll have an escort, I assume."

"Yes, my girlfriend. Rory Gilmore."

He was silent for a moment, but my father is never fazed. "Alright then. We'll see you in a few days. Goodbye son." He hung up. Yeah, this was going to be fun. I rolled over and looked at the clock. Knowing it was far too early for Ace to be up; I too, resumed my sleep.

Rory's POV-

"Paris. There's something I need to tell you."

"Well, make it quick. I have an interview with some very important public leaders of this campus."

"Fine. Logan and I are going to have a baby." I said and walked into my room. She, of course, followed me, as I knew she would.

"What!" she asked.

"Yep. Baby." I sat on the bed.

"You're going to have Huntzberger's mutant offspring?"

"Thanks. Way to make me feel better, Paris."

"I'm just shocked." She sat next to me.

"That seems to be the theme. I told Richard and Emily yesterday. They, surprisingly, took it better than I had expected. I think Luke took it the hardest, though."

"Well, he's like your dad or something. He's not going to be okay with you getting knocked up." I just starred at her crude way of putting it. "I'm not a social butterfly. I don't have many friends for a reason. I can't do people skills."

"I know. Thanks for listening. You're a good friend." I hugged her.

"I'll be here all the way but if you think I'm watching the devil's child or changing diapers, you're sadly mistaken." She left.

I looked at the time and figuring that Logan would probably want to sleep a while longer, I called mom.

"Hey sweets. How ya doing?" mom answered.

"I'm as well as can be expected, I guess. How's Luke?"

"Aw, he'll be fine. He'll just have to adjust to the idea that you're not a little kid anymore. You don't need him to make your birthday coffee cake." Mom laughed.

"You're wrong. I'll always need coffee cake." I paused. "What am I going to do?"

"You are going to be a mommy. You gotta suck it up, kid. This is not going to get any easier and it's not going to go away. You need to be strong for your little monster. That's all you can do."

"I mean about a place to live. I need money and I have no idea how to deal with kids. I've watched Martha and Davey like twice. I can't do this."

"At this point, you don't have a choice, babe."

"Thanks for those encouraging words, mother."

"Anytime. Now, have you talked to your grandparents?"

"No. I've been kinda avoiding that subject. I know they're disappointed in me."

"Yes, they are. But you're still their family. They won't shun you. I think they've learned their lesson with that."

"Okay." I sighed. "So, can I come home after dinner on Friday?"

"Of course. We can go shopping or something."

"Okay. Well, I have class in an hour and I still have to do a lot of stuff. I'll talk to you later."

"Okay. Hey. Make sure you spend some time with Logan today. Just hang out." Mom suggested.

"Alright. Love you, mom. Bye." I hung up the phone. I had my Russian Poetry class at 1 o'clock and after that I didn't have anything else. I figured I'd surprise Logan after that. I took a shower, got dressed, and hurried to my Advanced Journalism class. A class that Logan and I shared, but he always slept through it. As I walked through Armanda Hall, I bumped into Colin and Stephanie.

"Hey Rory. How ya doing?"

"I'm fine, Colin. How are you?" I asked.

"Just fine. Going over the next event."

"You're going to be there right?" Stephanie asked. I liked her. She was so nice to me.

"Um, maybe I'll be there. When is it?"

"I think in a few weeks. We should have it all planned by then. We'll give you a heads up and you can possibly nix the blindfold this time." Colin offered.

"Unless Logan enjoys blindfolding you. Something I do not wanna hear about. We should be going now. Bye Reporter Girl."

"Bye guys!" I yelled as they walked away. I huffed and continued my hurry to class. Even though my attempts were honorable, I could not pay attention to what the Professor was saying. I was concentrating on the baby. And I was hungry. After the class ended, I stopped by the coffee cart and grabbed a decaf coffee and a blueberry muffin.

"It's on me, luv." I heard an Aussie accent and a $10 bill be passed in front of me.

"Thanks, Finn. But I could have gotten it."

He started walking and I joined him. "That's not what I'm worried about. There's something wrong with Logan and now that I see you and your decaf coffee, and I'm worried about you, too. Did something happen? Did you break up?" he asked, looking genuinely interested.

I let out a breath and motioned for Finn to sit on the nearby bench with me. "Things were going really well with Logan and me."

"I know. I can tell. He was so happy that you guys were hanging out so much, especially in Stars Hollow. And now he's down."

"He's down, like how?" I got worried myself.

"He won't drink and he wouldn't come out with us last night. He came home and went to bed."

"It's been an exhausting weekend." I covered, not knowing if Logan wanted this information out there.

"Luv. Logan is my best friend. A big, scary, life changing thing happened and I know it. It wasn't just a bad couple of days. Something's wrong." He looked me dead in the eyes and I knew I had to tell him the truth.

"Logan and I…"

"Yes?"

"…Are going to have a baby." I whispered. I looked down at the ground.

"Well, that's great, Reporter Girl. Can I baby-sit?"

"We didn't plan this, Finn. It wasn't supposed to happen." I was embarrassed.

"The best babies are the unexpected ones. Trust me, I know." He smiled. "Now, I'd say this would be cause for a drink, but since you're not inclined to drink now, I will drink for you." He smiled and pulled me off of the bench. "Go talk to Logan. I'll get started on my partying early."

"Finn, do me a favor?" I asked.

"Anything, luv."

"Don't tell anyone. I'm not sure if Logan wants anyone to know."

"Sure thing, luv." He hugged me and walked off in the direction of the pub. I walked in the opposite direction, to Logan's off campus apartment. Figuring I'd never be able to pay attention in class till this was all sorted out; I was going to see him early. I let myself in the house. And he was on the phone.

"… yeah, well, screw you, too. Go to hell." He threw the cordless phone at the wall and it broke into a bunch of pieces. I jumped back and, apparently, I squeaked, because Logan turned around. "Hey, Ace. Didn't know you were there. How much of that did you hear?" He walked up to me and I, instinctively, took a step back. "Ace, you okay?" I was scared. I don't know what had made him so angry.

"Yeah, yeah. Um, who was on the phone?" I asked and walked into the kitchen. I needed to eat something more than a muffin. I opened the fridge and nothing was there. I felt like I was going to pass out.

"That was my dad. Calling to tell me how much he and my mother disapprove of my having a girlfriend. Especially one with goals and isn't brain dead. You okay?"

My heart was beating really fast and I felt dizzy. "Yeah. I'm good. I just need some food."

"Well, we have nothing here. We can go out. Let me just get my coat." He went to go back into his room.

"Logan, no."

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