AN: Thanks so much for reading. I really hope you enjoy this chapter. Thank you so much for all of the supports and reviews 😊 They really motivate me.

Chapter Three - Logan

She had enjoyed previous plane rides, but this one seemed full of mixed up tension and movies that she couldn't get interested in. Rory really hoped that this wouldn't be a problem when she landed, but her stomach was tense as if protecting the undeveloped future baby. She hadn't told Paris yet and she really hoped that Stars Hollow wouldn't discover the information before she was ready to let them know.

If Babette, or even her garden gnomes, were to spread the news, then Rory didn't know how to face some of the townspeople. First, although she and Dean rarely crossed paths anymore, she wasn't ready to hear what his response would be. Would he congratulate her as a formality or was there too much tension between them for him to even pretend to care about her? Then there was Taylor who would be preaching his own views on birth outside of wedlock.

She could tell Sooki and maybe even Luke, though she didn't know the terms that her mother and Luke were on these days. Sooki and Jackson would be supportive of her, they were almost like an aunt and uncle to her, but she wasn't ready to hear about Davie and Martha just yet.

If Michele found out about this, he might tell her that he didn't like children and talk about how they were noisy and smelly. Right now she wanted to hear the good things about this adventure that she had embarked on. She wanted to feel positive. She wanted to tell the father-to-be.

How on earth was she going to do that?

It wasn't as if Hallmarks had made a card which said 'Congratulations, this is such a surprise that you're going to be a father, hope it doesn't pull your attention from your father's company and business meetings.'

She wanted to tell her father and of course her grandparents. Her father would probably worry a bit about it, but that was more out of his impulses as a father, however he would understand. Twenty-two was much different than sixteen.

However, the reaction of her grandparents. She couldn't imagine that there wouldn't at least be mixed emotions from Richard and Emily Gilmore. She would have to perhaps wait until Logan could be there beside her to tell them…but maybe him hiding from them in a foreign country would be more advantageous for him.

"Next!" the British security officer said, obviously not for the first time, and Rory looked up ahead of her at the blank space where she hadn't moved. She had been far too lost in thought to step up to the counter. Logan didn't even know that she was in the UK yet.

"Sorry, sorry" she called out before coming forwards with her ticket and passport.

This was going to be a very troubling thing if she couldn't concentrate before she even saw him. She thanked the woman after her fingerprints were taken.

Get your head in the game, Gilmore, she scolded herself before going to find the baggage. She was glad that her mother had found her a hotel room. If Logan were to take this news badly, she would definitely be glad to already have a place to return to.

…..

…..

It had been easy to find the building in which the London team worked. However, Rory had chickened out of actually going up to find Logan or even letting the front desk contact him. When the woman had asked her what her business was, she had explained that she was Logan's girlfriend. The woman had been skeptical at first, but after seeing a few photos of them as a couple it was obvious that Rory was who she said she was.

That was when the woman had said that she would make a call to let the young Huntzberger know that she was here. Since she wasn't ready to see Logan yet or tear him away from some important documents, she had told her that she just wanted to sit and wait in the lobby.

Thank god for her habit of always taking at least one book wherever she went.

This time it was a book of short stories that she had slipped into her purse. She was reaching an interesting part of one of the stories when she noticed a pair of legs in front of her. She quickly closed the book, slipping her bookmark in and looked up to see her boyfriend standing there with a smug smile.

"You really missed me this much, Ace?" he asked her as he seemed pleased about her independent attitude. He had expressed how much he wanted to see her for the holidays, but he hadn't expected her so soon. It came as a happy surprise to him.

"Well, I never was one for goodbyes," Rory said before getting to her feet. She looked around to see if any of Logan's colleagues were there. Fortunately it was just them and the secretary behind the desk. "It's alright that I'm here, isn't it?"

"Absolutely," Logan said as he kissed her and then pulled back. As he did so, Rory was reminded of how breathtaking her boyfriend was. Hopefully he wouldn't be upset with her about this. "Though I do have to warn you that I've got a lot of work that I have to do this week. It might mean some sightseeing you'll have to do."

"That'll be fine," Rory tried to smile. She would probably go to a few museums, but the libraries were wonderful. "Logan, there's a reason that I had to come. It's a very sensitive reason."

"Don't tell me that you came all this way to break up," he sighed, "I don't think I could stand that no matter how good a day I'm having. Ace, listen, I know long distance relationships are difficult, but I believe in us."

"So do I," Rory said, "and I'm not breaking up with you, I love you, Logan." She tried to remind him. "However, do you remember in omnia paratus?" she asked thinking that linking what she was about to tell him with a happy memory between them would soften the blow.

"Of course, tell me what it is and I promise that I'm ready for it," he smiled as he looked at her. She was shaken up. He really hoped she wouldn't tell him that she was ill or that she had stolen another boat. He would have gladly stood there beside her and stolen it with her. Although if the boat stealing wasn't a factor then this would be best for both of them, he didn't want to relive that experience.

"Maybe it's best not to tell you," Rory said anxiously, "I mean you just told me that you had a lot of work that you're doing, I'd hate for this news to distract you from it and I believe it has the power to do that."

"Aaace," Logan laughed, "Not telling me now is going to make me more distracted. You can't leave a guy hanging like this, especially if that guy is your boyfriend."

Rory took deep breaths in and then looked down at her feet, "Logan," she inhaled deeply and Logan put a hand on her shoulder in an act of comfort. "I'm…I'm pregnant," she said as her eyes glistened with unexpected tears as she saw his eyes widen and his skin pale a little.

She knew he was struggling to find the right words, after all it wasn't every day that your girlfriend informed you that she was going to have your baby. He looked into her eyes to see if she was kidding. "Oh," was his final response. He trusted her that it was his child, but now he was wondering if this had happened to any other girl he had slept with. No, it was definitely the wrong time to think about that.

"Wow," he added, "but we've always been so careful about it," he said before looking at his girlfriend and sweeping her hair away from her cheek and tucking it behind her ear. "I mean, you're alright, right? There's no health problems or anything?"

"Mom and I went to the doctor who confirmed that everything was fine. Do you need to sit down? Can I get you some water?" she asked as he nodded still trying to understand what she had just said. He went to the chair she had just stood from and plopped down, running a hand up his forehead and through his hair.

"Wow, are you going to…" he said, "It's your body so…I understand if you don't want to keep it, but I'd really like for us to be a family." He wondered if that would be possible, after all, his mother did always remind him that Rory wanted to work and that she was a modern and independent woman.

"Logan, I have to remind you that though I'd love to have you with me to raise this baby, I want to be a journalist. I'm never going to give up on my dream. I know that international work will be harder until our child is a little older, but I don't see why I can't live my dreams just like my mother did with attending business school and opening her inn."

Logan looked at her in shock, "Ace, please know that I would never ask that of you. I fully support your dreams, I could even do some work remotely depending on what you want to do. I just…it's a lot to take in," he repeated. "I would like to raise this baby together though."

"And your family…" Rory hesitated.

"My father doesn't hate you and he'll be happy that I've found someone who wants to keep me in line and can also stand up to him. My mother doesn't really understand what it means to follow a dream that doesn't include raising children and being a housewife. Still, I don't care about them. I know that Honor will be excited about being an aunt," Logan tried to reason out as he thought about his very judgmental family.

"And you're okay?" Rory asked because it looked like he still wasn't able to fully comprehend the situation despite their conversation.

"I'm trying to think, it's a rush and very unexpected. You mind if I take a walk to clear my head, we can talk more later. There are some restaurants that I would love to take you to. You'll let me know if there's anything else?" Logan asked as Rory nodded.

"That's fine," she told him before looking around, "Is there a time that you'd…"

"How about seven?" Logan asked as Rory nodded. She watched him leave and just hoped that he would be okay. It was probably a huge bomb that she had just dropped.