CHAPTER 17
OVER A MONTH LATER
"Julian" Rory reaches back hitting Sark
Sark opens his eyes looking at the clock, "What is it Rory? Its three in the morning."
"My back hurts."
Sark reaches out rubbing her lower back, "Better?"
Rory nods "Uh huh. Thank you."
Sark continues rubbing her lower back until she falls back to sleep. He kisses her head as he rests his hand on her middle.
NEXT MORNING
Rory enters the nursery and smiles seeing the bright white room with dark wood furniture. "Wow"
"How you wanted it?" Sark asks from the doorway as Rory looks around.
Rory nods grins at the room with its pictures of baby animals up on the wall. "I love how it turned out." She says happily.
"Well you did decide how you wanted it."
"Yet you wouldn't let me see the progress." Rory pouts
Sark steps up behind her his arms around her waist, "Well you see it now."
"And it turned out perfect." Rory turns in his arms kissing him lightly on the lips.
"So that is done" Sark muses "what is left?"
"Other than organizing the baby clothes and such... not much." Rory laughs feeling the baby kick, "And it won't be long"
"Mmm" Sark leads Rory over to the overstuffed chair in the corner and sits pulling her onto his lap. "Are you ready for this?" Sark asks
"No. You?"
"No. Yet we can't go back."
"Would you want too?"
Sark's silent for a moment, "Honestly... no." He slips his hand under her shirt. "I admit I am still not ready for this but... I am." He shakes his head "I have never been more... confused in my life."
"I know the feeling." Rory sighs. "I am so ready to be done being pregnant... yet I'm not sure if I'm totally ready to be responsible for a person who can't take care of themselves."
"Well we have no choice."
"Yeah. A month left... if we're lucky."
"The doctor did say if it was time for the baby to be born he or she would be fine."
"I know." Rory takes a deep breath
"It will turn out fine." Sark kisses her head.
Rory looks around the room "This kid is going to be spoiled."
Sark chuckles "I won't be able to help myself."
"I know. But no spoiling to the point he or she becomes a brat."
"You will have to be the judge on that one darling. Despite Andrian's discare over me he never cared how much I spent or on what."
"OK overspoiling is... a five year old asking for a big screen T.V. or a very expensive toy."
"You will have to decide things like that." Sark chuckles "I have a bad habit of spending money on whatever I want."
"You can... but no overdoing it on the baby."
"Got it... but I will spoil."
"I know. You can't help it."
Sark kisses her head.
"Oh what about the basinet in our room?"
"I will put it together tonight."
"Thank you."
"Mmm"
AFTERNOON
Rory sits on the edge of the pool watching Sark swim his laps. She smiles as Sark swims towards the ledge settling between her legs. "Good swim?"
"Mmm." Sark nods
Rory runs her fingers through his hair grinning as he kisses her middle. "God I feel huge."
"At least its not twins." Sark grins
"Thank God." Rory sighs. "I don't think I could handle twins."
"I don't think most people could." Sark muses. "How are you feeling?"
"Fine." Rory shrugs, "Normal complaints."
Sark pulls himself up kissing Rory lightly before going back into the water.
Rory watches as he continues with his laps, 'God I love that man.'
THAT NIGHT
Rory sits on the bed reading as Sark puts the basinet together, "So you are turning out to be handy now." Rory teases
Sark glares at her "Hey I can put together a bomb and take it apart... how could I not put together a simple piece of furniture."
"I didn't say you couldn't." Rory points out "I just find it amusing that you are actually doing it."
Sark snorts
"Next I'll see you fixing things around the house."
"That will never happen. I'm not that domesticated."
Rory giggles at his tone of disgust. "Come on you don't like doing things for yourself?"
"Its not that... its just"
"Your rich and don't see the point in doing things that you can pay others to do?"
"Pretty much."
Rory shakes her head "Well then when we do go back to Stars Hollow I guess I will just have to talk Luke into fixing things."
"Works for me."
Rory shifts uncomfortably
"I have no problem putting things together." Sark admits. "I just don't like to fix things. Putting things together helps me think."
"Well they are puzzles."
"Mmm perhaps that is why."
"So are you the type who reads the directions word by word? Or go by picture?"
"Directions and pictures. I never go word for word. The directions word for word and the pictures tend to... contradict each other." Sark shrugs "Oh I downloaded your forwarded emails."
"Any from Mom?"
"I think there was one from Lorelai... perhaps one from Lane. I think one from Paris... and Logan." Sark stands walking over to the desk he grabs his laptop and walks over to the bed handing the laptop to Rory. "Here" he kisses her head before returning to his work.
Rory opens the laptop quickly finding the file of emails. She opens the one from her Mom.
'Rory,
Hey mini-me how is everything? How's the husband? Still a wanted criminal? How's my soon to be born grandchild?
Everything here is great. Emily and Richard are still the same. I don't see them every week but I do see them a few times a month. They really miss you and send their love. If they'd just learn email'
Rory smiles "Like that's going to happen."
"What's going to happen?" Sark looks up
"Grandma and Grandpa sending emails."
"Ahh"
'Your Dad has a new girlfriend. I don't know if he's emailing you or not so I thought I'd tell you. I just saw him last week. Gigi's getting big. Shari still hasn't returned... or shown much interest in Gigi apparently. Chris's new girlfriend seems nice... not pushy at all. She's not an obsessive career woman like Shari so that goes in your Dad's favor.'
"My Dad has a new girlfriend apparently."
"Good for him."
"Mmm" Rory nods continuing to read.
'Lane is doing great. She has a new boyfriend. He's nice... cute. He encourages her with her music. She's getting up in the music world of
Connecticut. They've played a few clubs in New York and are doing a CD.
Taylor is still crazy and driving everyone in town crazy.
Kirk finally asked Molly to marry him... she actually said yes. Crazy huh Kirk getting married.'
"OK that's just crazy"
"What is?"
"Kirk is getting married."
"How is that crazy?"
"Kirk has never held a job longer than a year. Up until last year he still lived with his Mom."
"Perhaps he decided to grow up."
"Let's see if she can put up with him." Rory laughs as she goes back to her reading.
'Everyone misses you. Me most of all.
Things with Luke are going great. He moved in last week... he asked me to marry him Rory.'
"Oh my god"
Hearing Rory's tone Sark looks up "What is it?"
"Luke asked Mom to marry her"
"What did she say?" Sark asks he stands joining her on the bed.
Rory looks back and smiles brightly, "She said yes."
"That's great."
"Yeah it is." Rory smiles then frowns "Finally Mom decides she's ready to get married... and I'm not going to be there." She finishes sadly.
Sark kisses her temple "I'm sorry darling."
"I'm missing a lot." She whispers tears filling her eyes "My Mom getting married. Lane is dating and doing a CD. Sookie's boys must be getting big. Gigi is growing up. Kirk getting married" Rory sniffles
"Hey" Sark pulls her close "if you want"
"No" Rory says quickly "I'm not going back unless you do."
"I'm sorry Rory" Sark sighs "if I had just left..."
"Don't"
"I took you from your life"
"But look what we have" Rory gestures to her middle "I don't regret leaving... I wish I didn't have to miss so much."
"I wish you didn't either." Sark kisses her temple, "I will make this up to you Rory."
"You can start by finishing up the basinet." Rory teases
"Now?" Sark pouts
Rory smiles, 'He's so cute when he pouts.' She mentally shakes her head, "If you don't finish it you'll just trip over it later." She points out
"Good point." Sark sighs kissing her quickly. "Tell Lorelai hi."
"I will."
Sark returns to the floor
Rory watches him for a moment then turns back to the laptop and her Mom's email.
'Rory, I said yes. I told him that I'd prefer to wait until you returned but I know that it's going to be a long time... if ever that you're going to return. According to Jack you might never come back... but I know you will... one day.
I don't want to wait Rory... I know this isn't what we planned. You eloped in France... I'm getting married without you there. I haven't told your grandparents yet... I'm telling them soon. I think Emily will be relieved that I'm finally getting married.'
Rory continues to read the long email then opens a new document.
'Hey Mom,
Congratulations. I'm glad you and Luke are getting married. I'm sorry I won't be there. This is a big thing I'll be missing... and I'm sorry for it.
Julian and I are fine. I feel huge though. I'm almost eight months and can barely bend over. Julian's been very sweet about everything... doesn't care when I wake him in the middle of the night... no matter what my reason is. He makes me disgusting foods... without complaining. Oh he says hi.
At the last doctor's appointment the doctor said the baby is at six pounds eight ounces. I swear with what I eat and how much this kid should be at least eight pounds at birth. We still don't know what we're having... Julian doesn't want to know. He's being stubborn about it.
So to annoy him I call the baby Julian Jr when he says Little Rory.
Drives him nuts.
And yes if it's a girl we're naming it Lorelai... still haven't agreed on the middle name. He keeps saying 'It's your choice.' He is not much help over it... all he has said is if it's a boy it's not going to be Julian Jr.
As for boy names... he's really not much help there. He keeps saying that I'm most likely having a girl so why bother with a boy name. He's too stubborn. But I'll get my way.'
Sark listens amused as he hears the fast typing.
"How about Aidan" Rory says suddenly
"Rory"
"Hey either you help out or I swear I will name him Julian Jr."
"Over my dead body"
"I'll call your sisters"
"That threat is getting old darling"
"I know but I can't help it." Rory grins
"Aidan isn't a bad name." Sark muses. "Its better than Thomas."
"I don't like the name Thomas. Too many of them in the world."
"Agreed."
"Maybe we're going the wrong way... names we don't like?"
"Works for me." Sark shrugs "No Michael, Eric, Jack, or Jonathon... I have enough of those in my life."
"Agreed. I hate most P names and most O names."
"I kind of like the name Oliver."
"Would end up being called Ollie."
"Good point." Sark grins
"Andrew?"
"Too common." Sark replies as he works
COUPLE DAYS LATER
As she watches a movie Rory absently runs her fingers through Sark's hair as he rests his head on a pillow beside her leg while reading a book. "How did you end up with Sark as a nickname?" She asks suddenly.
Sark lowers his book, "That's an out of the blue question." He says dryly.
"Well you never told me." Rory shrugs pausing the movie she looks at him. "So what's the story?"
Sark sighs, "Everyone makes assumptions... that I was born or raised there."
"There?"
"There is a small island south of England called Isle of Sark. Mum used to take me there when I was a boy. When Andrian sent me to school I wanted to stop being known as Julian Lazarey so I decided to go by Sark." Sark shrugs "I still don't know why out of everything I chose that."
"Probably because it reminded you of being happy in a place where you weren't." Rory muses
"Probably. So now you know the big mystery behind my name." Sark states
"No one knows?"
"Irina knows. Sydney and Marshall guessed it had something to do with the Island but I never denied or confirmed."
"Why didn't you tell them?"
Sark grins, "Bloody pissed Sydney off when I didn't answer."
Rory shakes her head unable to help the small smile that appears. "You really like annoying her."
"It is quite amusing." Sark returns to his book well aware Rory is still watching him, "Something on your mind?"
"I like this"
"What?"
"You totally relaxed." Rory remarks, "Even when you are here you usually work."
"I needed a day off. Besides once Little Rory is here relaxing won't be as easy as it is now."
"Wonder what he or she will be like" Rory muses "Are we going to have one of those hyper never calm children? Or will we have a quiet happy child?"
"Probably somewhere in-between." Sark shrugs
"We're both calm people... for the most part." Rory adds when he sees his amused expression. "OK so I do have an occasion to be... frantic and obsessive. You may not be frantic but you are obsessive."
"Hazard of profession" Sark shrugs
"We don't have long to find out." Rory rubs her middle smiling when Sark's hand joins hers and he kisses her middle. 'He is going to be such a devoted Dad... even if he's scared to face this. He's hiding it well but I know he's still scared.' Rory turns back to the movie while Sark goes back to his book.
THAT EVENING
"Oh" Rory inhales sharply
"Rory?" Sark looks over to see Rory leaning against the counter her hand resting on her middle. He sets the knife down walking over to her his hand joining hers, "Baby kicking again?"
Rory nods "Now I know why Mom enjoys going into great detail about being pregnant with me." She says dryly.
Sark kisses her head, "Torturous"
"Hey when you hear in great detail of your own birth... that is torture."
"Hey now if it was your conception"
"Ew" Rory scrunches up her nose "I really don't need that story."
Sark chuckles
"Great you do realize I can't wash my brain out." Rory shudders "I'm not going to get rid of that imagery." Rory kisses his cheek and settles at the kitchen table while Sark goes back to making dinner. "You know there is one good thing about my parents not being together"
"What is that?"
"I never had to walk in on them having sex."
"Good point." Sark muses
"That would have totally traumatized me." Rory groans. "Walking in on Mom and Max making out was traumatizing enough."
"And are you going to continue Lorelai's tradition of the birth story?"
"It is one of my most memorable times with Mom." Rory admits. "I know a lot of the reason Mom did tell me was to prevent me from following in her foot steps and ending up pregnant as a teenager."
"And is that why you waited until you were 19?"
Rory shrugs "Somewhat. It wasn't the only reason though."
"And what were the other reasons?"
"Chilton. Harvard. Not wanting to disappoint Mom. I was so into learning and my education that sex wasn't something I really thought about." Rory runs her hands over her middle. "I've been trying to figure out why I never slept with Dean in high school."
"And what have you determined?"
"I don't know... I think one of the biggest reasons we broke up the first time was because I wasn't ready to be in love. I'm actually not sure if I was ever in love with him... or in love with the idea of him." She smiles sadly remembering the Dean she first met.
"What about the other one?"
Rory smiles "Jess and I were so different yet so alike. He was the exact opposite of Dean. I think that was one of the biggest attractions. Though to hear Mom say it I was going through my bad boy phase."
"Wonder what she considers me now that she knows the truth." Sark muses
"I almost slept with Jess"
"What!"
"It was in high school... before our last breakup... when I found out about Dean and Lindsey."
"What happened?" Sark questions
"Jess walked out before anything happened. Dean had heard we were alone in a room together and when he found me in the room I was upset over an argument Jess and I had... I had been crying. Dean flipped out. He and Jess got into a fight in the front yard. Next day Jess left."
"What would you like to drink?"
"Milk please." Rory shifts in her chair. "You know I actually didn't hate Lindsey when he told me. I was actually... happy for him."
"So what changed?" Sark asks setting the glass beside her.
"I think the turning point... after her jealousy... was when he left school."
"Why did you care?"
"I knew how important college was for him... he was almost as excited about college as I was. I wouldn't have cared if it was for a valid reason like Lindsey being pregnant and needing money... but the reason was because she wanted a house." She sighs. "It bugged me... and I have no idea why. After that... I started having bigger issues... then sleeping with him didn't help." Rory watches as he starts serving up dinner. "You are one strange guy"
"And why is that my love?" Sark asks setting the plate before her.
"You never react when I talk about Dean or Jess"
"I have you they don't." Sark kisses her head before going back to the kitchen. "Besides it is their loss by ending their relationships with you."
"Trying to charm me huh?"
"Being honest." Sark corrects as he returns to the table with his plate and glass of wine. "They made their choices."
Rory smiles as she starts to eat.
10PM
Rory shifts on the couch as she rubs her middle frowning. She inhales sharply then bites her lip. 'OK that is not a kick.' She looks at Sark who is sitting at the desk absorbed in his work. 'I'll wait for a while. Maybe its Braxton-Hicks. The doctor did say they happen. And Sookie sure had them.' Rory smiles as she remembers the talkative cook's pregnancy. She returns to her book absently rubbing her middle. 'If you're ready baby I guess I can't stop you from coming. I just hope you're OK.'
Sark leans back in his chair watching Rory read her hand absently rubbing her middle. He smiles faintly, 'It feels weird knowing that soon I will be responsible for a small, innocent baby. Someone I'm going to have to raise to be so much better than I am. Am I going to be able to do that? Raise someone? Be a father beyond Andrian and Jack. I just hope I can be a good father... I know I'm not the most moral person but I love my family... and I'm going to do my best.' He turns his attention back to his work.
HOUR LATER
Sark looks up as Rory inhales sharply, "Rory?" He stands walking over to the couch.
Rory takes a deep breath then looks up as Sark settles beside her, "I'm having contractions."
"How long have you been having them?"
"Over an hour." Rory admits
"What!" Sark exclaims. "Why didn't you say anything?"
"Wanted to be sure." Rory shrugs
"Alright. I'll call the doctor." Sark kisses her temple then stands.
Rory nods running her hands over her middle, 'Please be OK baby.'
MIDNIGHT: HOSPITAL
Rory squeezes Sark's hand as the doctor examines her.
"Are you OK?" Sark asks softly as he gently brushes her hair back.
Rory nods
Sark kisses her knuckles then looks at the doctor as he stands, "Well?"
"You are indeed in labor." The doctor informs them. "The baby is developed enough to be delivered with little problem."
Sark nods then hearing Rory inhale sharply he looks at her gently squeezing her hand as she breathes deeply before relaxing. "Better?"
Rory nods smiling at him.
"The nurses will be in and out. I will check in every hour." The doctor walks out of the room.
Rory shifts uncomfortably.
"Uncomfortable?"
Rory nods "Back hurts." She shifts to her side sighing in pleasure as he rubs her lower back.
"Better?"
"Uh huh"
With one hand rubbing her back, Sark rests his other on her middle smiling faintly when he feels the baby kick. "Little Rory still needs a middle name."
"No Julian Jr. does"
"Well at least we can end this debate soon." Sark laughs
"I swear if this is a boy I will name him Julian just to spite you."
"Come now my love I don't think you would do that." Sark chastises
"Want to try me?"
"Alright. So what were we stuck on?"
"I really like the name Aidan."
"Than Aidan it is." Sark kisses her cheek.
"So what about middle names for boy or girl?"
"I am partial to Isabelle." Sark muses
Rory smiles "Lorelai Isabelle." She looks at Sark, "I like it."
"Now for a boy?"
"Richard... after my Grandpa?"
"Aidan Richard." Sark tilts his head, "If that's what you want."
"I think I do."
"Well we have time." Sark smiles brushing her hair back.
"Not much." Rory looks at her middle, "Seems like baby can't wait."
"Think we're ready?"
"Little late for that." Rory laughs. "Seems like someone has a clock that goes faster than any of the Gilmores."
"How so?"
"We're either late... or on time. Depends on the situation."
"Well my side is always on time... if we feel like showing up."
Rory laughs, "How is it that two punctual people end up with a baby who wants to be early?"
Sark chuckles, "Who knows."
"I hate hospitals... distract me."
"Alright" Sark stills his actions as he feels Rory's belly tighten.
Rory inhales sharply then slowly breathes
"Hurt?"
"A little" Rory nods "bearable though." She assures
"We never finished discussing the when we can return to the States."
Rory shrugs "We've been distracted" she looks at him smiling
"Well then let's discuss this." Sark brushes her hair behind her ear, "Now what kind of house do you want?"
"Hmm"
"Do you want one of those boring cookie cutter houses? A small house? A Victorian? A Colonial?"
"I've never really liked those cookie cutter houses." Rory admits. "They seem to have no... personality. Like the house that become the DragonFly Inn... it had personality even though it was a mess."
"Alright." Sark nods "Do you want a new house? An old house? Or an old house remodeled?"
"I want a library."
"A library huh?"
"I've always wanted a library." Rory admits. "Most people want a big kitchen or bedroom... I want a library."
"Alright a library it is."
"A big bathroom."
"Oh definitely." Sark smiles
"Play room?"
"That can probably be done."
"A big yard."
"That as well. Whatever you want you can have."
HOUR LATER
"How is she?" The nurse asks
"She fell asleep a few minutes ago." Sark looks at Rory smiling faintly.
"How long have you been married?"
"It will be two years in August." Sark answers
"You two are young for marriage." The nurse states
Sark shrugs "Trust me falling in love wasn't on the schedule for either of us but it happened." He looks at the bed.
"You should also get some rest." The nurse advises. "Labor is a long process." She walks out of the room.
EARLY MORNING
'This little person is so intent on making its presence.' Rory writes in her journal, 'And I can't wait to meet him or her.' She looks at Sark and smiles seeing he is taking another catnap, 'As is Julian. Though he's taking naps here and there.
Now that I'm in labor I know what Mom was complaining about. It hurts but its worth it... I'm giving my husband a child... something I know he's never really thought about but he's grown to love and adore.'
"Ow" Rory whimpers setting the journal aside
Sark awakens hearing her pained whimper, "Rory"
"Hurts"
Sark sits on the edge of the bed squeezing her hand. "Deep breath" he soothes kissing her forehead.
Rory whimpers burying her face in his shoulder as he rubs her back.
"When you want the drugs now?" Sark asks softly.
Rory shakes her head clinging to him.
"I don't like seeing you in pain." Sark murmurs so softly only Rory can hear.
"You were the one who knocked me up." Rory giggles. "Should have thought about it then"
"Very funny." Sark pulls back "Better?"
Rory nods lying back.
Sark rests his hand on her middle smiling when he feels the baby kick.
"You know you never told me how you managed to avoid anyone finding us here. I mean a hospital? Besides all of Stars Hollow probably knowing I'm pregnant... your family knows"
"I'm sure Jack figured out a way to keep them from looking for us. He probably pulled in some big favors. As for how no one knows that we are in this hospital... I paid the doctor, the nurses, and the hospital more than just the normal bills." He shrugs "When we leave no one will remember us. No birth certificate will be filed. It will be a legal birth certificate... just not filed until this is all dealt with."
"Oh"
"Pays to be rich." Sark grins
"Ass"
"Hey"
"I love you anyway." Rory grins
"Better" Sark grumbles
EARLY AFTERNOON
"Hurts." Rory whimpers. "I'm tired."
Sark brushes a damp hair behind her ear, "I know you are but you need to push."
"I want my Mom."
"I know darling but you need to push."
Rory nods "OK" she takes a deep breath then as a new contraction hits she pushes tuning everything out as she does.
"There's the head" the doctor announces, "relax"
Rory buries her face in Sark's shoulder whimpering
"Just need a few more pushes." The doctor informs them.
"Oh God"
"Almost there baby." Sark murmurs. "Soon we'll find out if its a Little Rory or Julian Jr."
Rory tightens her grip on his hand and takes a deep breath before pushing again.
"Heads almost out. One more push and it will be."
Hearing Rory's pained whimper Sark winces, "Come on Rory" He encourages as Rory pushes again.
"Head's out." The doctor informs them. "One more big push and you'll be done."
Rory looks at Sark squeezing his hand before pushing one last time.
"That's it Rory." Sark murmurs
"Baby's out" the doctor informs them just as they hear a cry. "Congratulations... it's a boy."
Rory looks at Sark who is obviously stunned "Told you"
Sark kisses her "I love you"
"Love you" Rory returns just as the doctor sets the cry and squirming baby on her stomach. "A boy" she smiles through her tears, "Hey little guy."
Sark smiles at the sight of the baby, 'I have a son.' He presses his lips to Rory's head his eyes on the baby.
After a few minutes the doctor speaks, "The nurse will take him to be cleaned up and checked out."
Sark nods
"They'll bring him back in a few minutes."
Rory brushes her fingers over the baby's head before the nurse picks him up. Rory looks at Sark who is still looking somewhat stunned, "Told you" she says smugly.
Sark looks at her smiling, "That you did." He kisses her forehead.
"We have a little boy." Rory says awed. "First male in the Gilmores since Grandpa... and the first since Grandma's father. Dad was an only child." She murmurs
"Derevko generational male." Sark muses
A few minutes later the nurse returns with the wrapped up baby, "Here you go." She sets the baby on Rory's chest. "Congratulations."
Rory smiles cuddling the boy, "Hey Aidan" she brushes her finger down the baby's cheek "You proved Mommy right and Daddy wrong."
"Hey" Sark protests
Rory grins looking back at the baby, "He's so little."
"He weighed in at 6 pounds 9 ounces." The nurse informs them.
Rory smiles as the baby wraps his fingers around her finger, "His hands are so tiny."
Sark watches the two interact, 'A boy. I have a son.' He smiles kissing Rory's head, "I love you Rory."
Rory smiles at Sark, "I love you too."
SAME DAY: STARS HOLLOW
Lorelai opens an email and smiles seeing the simple message
'Aidan Richard. 6 pounds 9 ounces. Perfectly healthy. Rory's fine as well.'
Lorelai looks at Luke who is reading, "Rory had a boy."
Luke looks up, "That's great." He smiles "What's his name?"
"Aidan Richard." Lorelai smiles "I better call Chris and my parents... oh and Lane and Sookie." She starts to stand then groans "I'm a Grandma... and I'm not even forty." She smiles "Oh well."
LATE EVENING: HOSPITAL
"Mom's probably calling everyone." Rory laughs as she looks at the nursing baby who is also holding onto Sark's finger. "She always gets excited."
Sark smiles feeling his son squeeze his finger.
"Next time Mom will be around."
Sark looks at Rory amused, "You just got this one out and are already thinking about another?"
"There are benefits to being an only child... but this little guy needs a brother or sister." Rory smiles at the baby then looks at Sark, "In a few years of course."
"Of course." Sark kisses her head.
SOMEWHERE
Irina opens the message smiling at its contents, 'The Derevko male.' "Well at least you wanted me to know this bit of news about your life."
LATE THAT NIGHT: HOSPITAL
Rory opens her eyes and smiles seeing Sark at the window holding Aidan, 'Now that is a sweet sight.' She closes her eyes drifting off to sleep.
Sark looks at the baby then at the bed where Rory is sleeping. "Well Aidan looks like it's just us right now." He looks at the baby who is looking at him, "Your Mum needs some sleep. You made an early arrival... surprised both of us. That wasn't the biggest surprise... at least not for me. Your Mum is going to take great delight in telling you that I thought you were a girl... not exactly my fault. Both sides of my side seem to go more towards girls... with three great aunts, two aunts, Irina... then the Bristow side... Jack's an only child. Then your Mom's side with only your grandfather and great grandfather." Sark sits on the rocking chair in the corner his eyes still on the baby.
"I guess I should apologize ahead of time for any screws I make in your life. I'm not used to being responsible for anyone other than myself. I'm still getting used to being responsible for your Mum. But I'm going to do my best to give you the normal life I didn't have." Sark smiles as the baby yawns, "I'm going to do whatever I have too to make sure you and your Mum are safe. No one is going to mess up my life anymore... not even Irina." He strokes the baby's cheek. "I love you and your Mum more than I ever thought possible. And I'm not going to let anything get between us."
2 DAYS LATER: HOUSE
Rory sighs "Good to be home. I hated staying that long." She smiles at Aidan still sleeping in his carrier.
Sark sets the carrier on the counter, "You know the doctor only wanted to make sure both of you were alright."
"I know." Rory unbuckles the baby from the carrier kissing his cheek.
"Bed" Sark says firmly.
"I'm fine"
"Rory Aidan's been up every two hours... you need sleep. We both do. Go to bed. I will be there shortly." Sark kisses her head.
"Don't be long."
"I won't."
Rory enters the master bedroom, "Might as well put you in here huh Aidy? That way Mommy doesn't have to kick Daddy out of bed to get you." She sets the sleeping baby in the basinet then kicks off her flip flops.
Sark walks into the bedroom to find Rory wearing a pair of pajama bottoms and one of his undershirts getting into bed. He sets the bags down and sits on the edge of the bed removing his shoes. He quickly changes into a pair of pajama bottoms and crawls into bed behind Rory carefully curling his body around hers. "How are you feeling?" He asks kissing her shoulder.
"Weird. I guess I've gotten used to feeling him inside of me." Rory smiles looking at the basinet, "I'm glad he's here."
"So am I."
"Still surprised we have a son?"
"A little." Sark admits "But its good to have a surprise like this."
"Yeah it is. It wouldn't have been if you had caved." Rory yawns
"When I want something I stick with it."
Rory shifts slightly inhaling sharply. "Ow"
"Still sore?"
Rory nods
"Get some sleep."
HOUR LATER
Sark awakens as he hears the now familiar sound of his newborn son crying. "Rory" he gently shakes his wife as he gets out of bed.
"Tired" Rory mumbles
Sark walks over to the basinet picking up the crying baby. "Rory"
Rory yawns "Just a minute" she carefully shifts stretching as she watches Sark comfort the crying baby. She leans back against the pillows taking the baby. "Hey it's OK."
Sark settles beside Rory as she starts nursing the baby. 'I have a family.'
Rory notices his smile, "What?"
"I think it has finally hit me... its not just us anymore."
"Weird huh? We have to be responsible for someone else... someone tiny rather than a full grown obsessively childish adult."
"Lorelai?"
"Of course." Rory smiles at him then looks at the baby, "He'll turn out fine."
"Hope so."
"He will." Rory strokes Aidan's cheek. "Besides its a little late to back out" she teases
"I wonder what he's going to be like" Sark muses
Rory smiles "I guess we'll have to see."
"That we will." Sark kisses her cheek then looks at Aidan.
TBC…
Finally I got around to updating this fic. As of now it is up to 30 chapters. I'm trying to decide if I should end it where it is or continue it… it can go either way. With the opening for a sequel if I end it… but I suck at finishing sequels. Well I hope you like it. Let me know what you think.