"Ace...Ace..." Rory awoke to the gentle nudging that accompanied Logan's voice. It took her several seconds to remember she was still in a drab hospital room, hooked up to a bunch of machines in a stark white and metal bed. She sighed and turned her head so she was facing him.

"Logan?" She said, her voice heavy with medicated sleep.

"Yeah, it's me." A frown was plastered on his face, and deep creases lined his forehead, causing Rory to wonder what was wrong, other than the obvious. He must of sensed her concern because he reached over and lightly brushed the hair out of her eyes. "You must of been having a bad dream or something. You were wimpering and screaming when I came in from calling your mom to let her know how you were doing. I got worried."

Rory smiled, half sleepily and half because of how cute it was that Logan was so concerend. "I'm okay." She rubbed her eyes and tried to reassure him. "I don't even remember any dreams I had."

Logan raised an eyebrow and looked at the brunette and then nodded. "Okay, I still got worried." He relaxed just a little. "I talked to the Doctors while you were asleep. They are going to keep you for at least two more days and by then we should have a plan in place to make sure you and the baby stay healthy."

While Rory wasn't exactly excited to hear that she was stuck in the hospital for an extended amount of time, she knew it was what was best for the baby and she had decided that she would do whatever it took to make sure her and Logan's child was healthy. She nodded and tried to sit up more in her bed, and when she got frustrating at not being able to do so in the way she was accostomed to, she groped for the remote and hit the button on it until she was in an upright position. Frowning she looked back to Logan who laughed.

"Sorry, you're just so adorable when you are frustrated." the blonde said with a slight smirk.

Rory blushed slightly and shook her head. "Trying to flirt with a girl while shes laid up in a bed fostering new life for you." She teased.

"Well, that's how I get all my girls."

Rory laughed heartily for the first time since Logan had brought her in to the hospital a couple of days earlier. "I'll keep that in mind."

"Well heelllllooo there sweetcheeks." Came the unmistakeable voice belonging to Finn from the hallway. Logan and Rory locked eyes and shared a laugh before turning their attention to the door to see what was about to go down. A frowning Finn walked into the room mere seconds later.

"Got shot down by a nurse didn't you?" Rory asked, a smirk playing on her lips. Logan could tell she was feeling better than she had since she had been admitted, but it was also evident that she wasn't feeling a hundred percent yet.

"How'd you know kitten?" Finn asked striding over to the bed and handing a bouquet of roses to Rory with a flourish. "Thought some color might brighten up the place." he added as he looked around the room with a frown of disgust, as much for the state of his friends current digs as the nurse saying no to a date with him.

"Because we heard the exchange. You're kind of loud." Logan responded.

Unable to resist himself Finn responded with "That's what she said."

The trio shared several minutes of laughs, where Logan agreed to go home and shower later that night and Finn would come hang out with Rory while he did so. Rory said they didn't need to making such a big fuss about her, and that she could probably handle being alone in the hospital room by herself for a couple hours. However, both men shot her down and said that when Logan left Finn would come hang out. By the time Finn left around an hour later, Rory was feeling touched by all the fuss that was being made about her, even if she didn't think it should be happening.