Chapter Two

The phone seemed to ring forever. Until finally his surprised voice answered it. "Hey, Ace."

Rory felt her throat begin to close as she tried desperately to get the words out. She couldn't even form a simple hello. Tears began to slide down her face.

"Rory?" Logan sounded confused. Rory quickly hung up, mortified. Words had never failed her before. Well, except when she had been in that dance bar with Logan and the boys. She mentally kicked herself every day for not telling Logan to finish it with Odette and run away with her. She was fairly sure he would have.

Staring at the phone, Rory made a snap decision. She hastily began to dial a familiar number. She impatiently drummed her fingers against her desk as she was put on hold.

Rory put her hand over the mouthpiece of the phone. "Mom! Get in here."

Lorelai popped her head round the door. "What's up kid?"

"Can you start packing for me?"

"Packing? Packing what? Need more info here."

"Clothes. Stuff. I'm going."

"Going? Where? Come on, Ror. Help me out here."

Rory just grinned as her call was finally answered. She gestured towards the wardrobe and turned her back. Lorelai pulled a face at her as she started grabbing clothes. With a triumphant cry, Rory turned back to her mother.

"I'm going to tell him face to face. It's not a phone conversation, y'know? He's gonna be a father. That means eye contact and hopefully hugs."

Lorelai nodded, her eyes looked glazed over as if she was holding back tears. "How do you think he will take it?"

"Well, one of two ways. Or maybe three. The possibilities are pretty endless, actually. He might be over the moon. He might tell me to get the hell out."

"He might demand to meet the wookie just to make sure it's actually his? Can you DNA test a wookie?"

"He might freak out. He might be calm. He might disappear to Vegas and break a ton of bones. I swear if the first thing he does is call Finn, I'm on the next flight home."

"You love Finn."

"I do. But this isn't a run away with Finn time. It's a hug Rory and say,' it's gonne be fine, Ace' time. That is what I really want to happen."

"He might propose again."

Rory stopped dead. The thought of Logan asking her to be his wife filled her with a soft, warm glow.

"I made a mistake, mom. When I said no to him. I made such a huge mistake and then I made a mess of everything and look at me now!"

"I'm looking at you, Rory Gilmore. You are beautiful, strong and kind. You are my amazing daughter, and I love you so much. I'm so proud of everything you have achieved. I mean, Luke put you on the menu, kid. That means something."

"Will you take me to the airport?"

Lorelai nodded. "Of course hon."

Three short hours later Rory kissed her mom goodbye before she boarded her flight to London. To Logan.