Hi! I wanted to post this soon after the first chapter because they go hand in hand. Updates won't usually be this often though!

Honor jumped out of the car the moment it stopped in the driveway of her childhood home. She had to be the one who got inside first. She had to be the one to find him first.

"Honor!" Shira exclaimed. "What are you doing?"

"Sorry mother, have to use the bathroom!" She replied as she ran up to the door. She already had her keys in hand and was able to push through the door quickly.

"Logan?" She called out as she ran into the foyer. She ran to the staircase and yelled his name again.

"What?" She heard from upstairs. She quickly ran up the stairs, down the hall and into the room she knew her brother was using as a makeshift office during the visit to their parents' house.

"Logan!" Honor exclaimed as she walked in. She swiftly closed the door behind her and locked it. Logan looked up when he heard the click of the lock.

"What the hell is going on?" He asked with a look of confusion.

"I have to talk to you right now," she explained, sitting in the chair in front of his desk.

"Okay?"

"When was the last time you saw Rory Gilmore?" Honor asked, cutting to the chase. Her younger brother seemed to be oblivious to how serious this was going to be.

"Why?" He asked back, still confused but also had a tone of irritation in his voice.

"Because I saw her today, and so did mom and Odette. She was at the tea room with her mom and grandmother," she explained. She watched as his face went from confused to mortified.

"What?!" He exclaimed. Honor thought he was about to jump out of his seat. Honor knew about her brother's illicit affair with his college girlfriend. In fact, it wasn't really illicit until the last few months. At the beginning of the year their father insisted that Logan grew up and finally got married. Much to Logan's chagrin, their father arranged for Logan and Odette to meet a week later. A month after that, Mitchum brought his grandmother's ring to Logan's London office and told him to "do the right thing".

Luckily for Mitchum, this was soon after Rory insisted that their relationship was casual, built on the concept of what happens in Vegas.

Honestly to Honor it was all very stupid. Logan was a playboy when he was in college but that changed when he met Rory. And while his ego was deeply wounded when Rory said no to his proposal ten years ago, it was obvious he still carried a torch for her. He was never one to not go after what he wanted, so why he let their most recent relationship stay like that was beyond Honor's comprehension.

She supposed now he would have to take accountability for being so hard headed.

"Yes. You need to tell me right now when you last saw her," Honor insisted.

"Why? Did she say something about me?" Logan asked. Honor rolled her eyes.

"Logan, tell me right now!" She was getting impatient and she knew either her mother or Odette could come into the house at any moment.

"September, why?" He inquired.

"Oh my god," Honor sighed, pulling her right hand up to her forehead to rub the tension headache she could feel coming on.

"Honor what?!" Now it was Logan's turn to lose his patience. He was staring at his sister now. She dropped her hand and sat up straight, looking him right in the eye.

"Logan, Rory is pregnant," Honor explained. She watched her little brother's face go from being irritated to pale white with his mouth dropping open.

"What? How do you even know?" Logan asked after a moment of silence.

"Mom insisted on going over to the table when she saw Emily and then Lorelai accidentally let it out when she fondly referred to Rory as 'preggo', not seeing us at the table yet," she told him.

"Maybe— maybe Lorelai was just joking. She always did stuff like that," Logan tried to reason. Honor felt a little bad as she watched her brother attempt to grasp at straws.

"Mom of course didn't drop it and Emily confirmed that it was true," Honor said. She sat there for a moment, letting her brother take in all.

Both of them were snapped back to reality when the sound of the front door slamming shut interrupted their streams of consciousnesses.

"Logan?" Their mother called out. "We're home!"

Honor turned her attention back to Logan who looked like he could throw up at any moment. Suddenly he stood up.

"I need to get the hell out of here," he decided, quickly turning off his computer.

"How are you going to do that?" Honor inquired.

"I'm thirty-five years old, I'm not bound to the house," he said, sliding his phone into his pocket. He was frantic, picking up his bag and started stuff things into it before realizing that he doesn't need his bag at all.

"Logan?" They heard again. He sighed and started walking towards the door. She jumped up and followed him.

"Do you want to go to my house?" She offered as they reached the stairs. He just shook his head.

"Logan! Honey, there you are!" Their mother said as they descended down the staircase. Shira and Odette were standing there, waiting for them as members of their staff brought their shopping bags in.

"Oh Logan, are you alright? You're looking a bit pale," Their mother commented when they reached the bottom of the stairs.

"I'm fine," he answered plainly. "Just a busy day at work."

"Hello amour," Odette greeted him. Walking up to him and giving him a small kiss. Honor didn't see him do anything in return.

"Hi," he said. "I actually have to go."

"What? I thought you were going to be here for dinner!" Shira exclaimed.

"I promised I'd go to dinner with Colin and Finn," he lied.

"Fine," Shira pursed her lips. "But before you go, you won't believe who we ran into today at the Hartford Tea Room."

"Hmm?" Was all Logan was able to get out as he passed by his mother, going right to the coat rack.

"The Gilmores, Emily, Lorelai, and Rory," Shira said so nonchalantly. Logan stiffened a bit and Honor wondered if anyone else noticed.

Of course their mother wasn't going to waste a moment before letting him know this. She had no idea what she was doing by bringing this up.

"Oh?" He pulled his coat off the rack. Honor and the other two women couldn't see his face, which was probably for the best for the other women.

"Yes, and you won't believe it. Rory Gilmore is pregnant," Shira told him, looking for some type of response from her son. "The poor dear didn't have a ring on her finger or anything."

"Mom I have to go," he informed her, obviously looking to avoid humoring her at all.

"I suppose it was to be expected with the way that Lorelai raised her. So sad really." Her mother attempted again. The devious look on her face was grossing Honor out.

"That's a terrible thing to say Mother," Logan replied coolly, still refusing to look at his mother.

"Well it's true! She was born out of wedlock to teenagers and raised in some little backwoods town," Shira quipped.

"Mom!" Honor scolded. She couldn't believe that her mother was really doing this right now. After all this time she was still going after Rory Gilmore, even after ten years and Logan's engagement to a different woman who was standing right next to her.

Little did her mother know she could very well be in for a rude awakening within the next few days.

Honor could see the side of Logan's face now as he put on his jacket. His face was completely red. She wouldn't be surprised to see smoke start to come out of his ears.

"Mom, I'm not doing this right now," Logan told her through gritted teeth as he walked towards the front door.

"Excuse me?" Shira asked, a look of annoyance on her face that Logan wasn't going to take the bait. Honor looked at Odette's face now which had confusion

written all over it. She felt bad for her. None of this was truly about her at all, yet she was going to become a casualty if this played out as Honor expected. Even worse, her mother was starting this all in front of her.

"I said I'm not doing this right now," Logan repeated, his voice getting louder this time, opening the door before saying one last thing. "I'm going to meet Colin and Finn. You and I can talk later."

He didn't wait for their mother to respond, he just immediately slammed the door behind him.

Honor sighed almost out of relief. Relieved that that didn't go any worse than it could have. Relieved that she was able to get to him first rather than this being how he found out.

"Mother why would you do that?" Honor asked her mother, clearly irritated. She hoped her mother wouldn't make this into a game, but that was obviously too much to ask.

"Oh don't be so dramatic Honor," Shira waved her off before turning to Odette.

"Sometimes Logan gets a little testy after a day of work," Shira tried to explain. "You'll get used to it, don't worry. Now, I can tell the chef to make dinner for 7 o'clock if you'd like!"

Honor rolled her eyes. Hearing Odette agree before being pulled to the living room by Shira.

"Mom, I'm going home now!" She called after them. "The kids will want me home for dinner."

"Fine. We'll see you tomorrow," her mother accepted. Turning around in the doorway just to give her an annoyed look.

In reality, her kids probably wouldn't be home for another hour or so. She just needed to get the fuck out of her parents' house.

"Hey preggers!" Lorelai greeted her daughter as she entered the living room. Rory was sitting on the couch with her feet up, deeply distracted by her phone.

"I'm gonna meet Luke at the dinner, antagonize him a bit in front of all the customers," Lorelai declared gleefully.

"I'm sure he'll love that," Rory replied, not looking up from her phone.

"He always does! And then once I've driven him out of his own business, we're going to pick up food from Al's Pancake World. It's Chinese night— do you want your usual?"

"Hmm?" Rory replied distracted before realizing what her mother said, finally looking up at her. "Oh sure, but get me extra crab wontons and an extra egg roll this time."

"I knew the talk of dear Al's Chinese food would get you to finally pay attention to me!" Lorelai said triumphantly, sitting on the arm of the couch. Rory sighed and put her phone down completely.

"Sorry, was doing some research," she told her mother. She was getting annoyed with her lack of progress.

"Research like 'how to tell my baby daddy who I was having a secret affair with that I'm now pregnant?'" Lorelai inquired.

"Kind of. They don't exactly have it in What to Expect When You're Expecting so it's proving difficult to find answers to,"

"It's 2016, you would think they would be more accommodating to different parenting situations."

"If only," Rory sighed again, closing her eyes and leaning her head back on the arm of the couch. Just this morning she didn't have all of this to worry about. She was content doing it all on her own before her mom found out about her not telling him.

Even after having her mother explain to her why she had to do this, she still felt like it was a waste of time. Logan had made his choice. He chose to marry Odette, he chose not make Rory a priority already. He knew the moment that he met her that she wasn't the kind of girl that could be casual forever. He knew what he was doing. He shouldn't be getting a chance to jump in at the last minute and be the hero.

Rory had to constantly remind herself that it wasn't about her anymore— or him for that matter. It was about her child now. It wouldn't be fair if she didn't at least attempt to give the father of her child the option to be a part of their life.

"Hey, kid," Lorelai said, snapping Rory back. She opened her eyes and looked up at her mom.

"Yeah?"

"It's gonna be okay," Lorelai told her, putting a comforting hand on Rory's legs. Rory relaxed a bit. It felt like one of those times where it was like her mom could read her mind.

"Yeah," Rory replied, nodding her head a little in an attempt to convince herself.

"I'll text you if anything changes at Al's," Lorelai said as she got off of the couch arm. "And call me if you need anything at all, kid."

Rory nodded in response. Her mom gave her one last empathic look before going to the foyer.

Rory was still laying on the couch an hour later, no longer sitting up. Her whole body was facing towards the TV. A Friends rerun was playing in the background, her usual go to when she couldn't decide what to watch. In one hand was her phone right in her face, endlessly doom scrolling. Her other hand was resting on her stomach. The t-shirt she had on was usually form fitting but now was tight against her slightly swollen belly. In a month this shirt wasn't going to fit her at all.

She'd originally planned to take a bath in her rarely found alone time. However she'd been sucked into a twitter thread about the current political climate and now she couldn't get off the app.

Suddenly her scrolling was interrupted by a text message popping up at the top of her screen. She tapped on it.

Mom

I may be eating a burger right now.

...

Rory sighed at the sudden change in her dinner plans. But before she could say anything back, her phone buzzed again.

Mom

Caesar had to go home early so Luke's staying late and I got hungry.

But we'll still bring home Chinese for you and Luke

I can bring it to you now if you want.

Rory shook her head and sat up before replying.

Mom

No it's okay, I can wait. I was going to take a bath now anyway.

How luxurious of you.

I think I'm going to say something to him tomorrow.

That's probably a good plan.

Are you sure I shouldn't come home now?

No. Let me enjoy my bath.

Fine. Your meal will arrive within the next two hours.

As if on queue, there was a knock at the front door. Rory didn't even have time to text back before it happened. She rolled her eyes and stood up.

"I told you you didn't have to bring the food to me right now," Rory called out as she walked into the foyer.

"Now Luke is going to have to eat alone which is just sa—" she had continued on as she opened the door but stopped immediately at the sight of who was standing on her porch. She stood there dumbfounded for a moment, her mouth hanging slightly agape.

"Logan?" She was finally able to manage to get out.

Super annoying that ff does not let me format the text message part correctly. Sorry about that!

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