Authors Note: So sorry to submit this twice, but I noticed that I didn't include a note.

I am soooooooo incredibly sorry for not updating in five months. I have a bunch of excuses, none of which I'm sure you want to hear, lol. Truth is, most of this chapter was written before I even posted the last one, but things got in the way and I didn't want to update until I was sure I was happy with it, and it took a backburner to many things, Illusive being only one of them.

It's been five months and I'm always surprised I'm still being asked for an update. Thank you so much for not forgetting about this fic! It's such a nice compliment.

Chapter 11 – Same Religion, Half the Guilt, Same Religion, Twice the Guilt

"Hey, do you know where Rory disappeared to?"

"I saw her walking towards the back yard. Maybe she's in the garage," answered Sookie.

"Why would she be in the garage?"

"Maybe she wanted to be in the girlie corner, cause you know, that's what we turned the garage into."

"Well Logan's car is still parked outside, so that must mean that they're outside talking."

"Okay, well I need to get back to the Inn. I trust Manny with my kitchen, but not for more than two hours a day. You coming with me, Honey?"

"Nah, I'm going to wait for Rory to appear. I know he's here to pick her up already, so I want to say goodbye before she goes back home."

"Home, huh?"

"Yeah, I know. I almost can't believe my baby's got a home away from home. And I mean, like a real home. With a man and a baby of her own on the way. Not to mention that she planned said baby with said man, and here her mommy didn't know about it."

"I'll see you in a bit then."

"Bye."

Lorelai walked up the stairs to her bedroom to grab the laundry. She walked out to the garage and cursed the fact that she let Luke talk her into moving the washer and drier out of the side porch and into the garage. After putting Luke's work clothes into the dryer and setting her delicates to wash, she walked towards the back of the house. She was stopped on her tracks at the exchange before her.

Logan and Rory held each other in a tight embrace, sharing a passionate kiss. Rory moved her hand up and tangled her fingers in Logan's hair, a bright sparkle reflecting from her left hand. Their lips parted when Rory stopped and murmured something. They both laughed and their eyes met. They gave each other a look of hopeless devotion to the other before kissing again. Logan said something that made pull back her head and laugh. She stretched out her left arm to admire her hand from afar. She made some sort of remark that made him laugh before taking her hand in his and kissing it.

The doorbell rang and Emily got up excitedly to answer it. Only Lorelai stood on the other side.

"Where's Luke?"

"Hello to you too, mother. It's always nice to see you."

"Didn't you tell him it was important for him to be here? A family meeting was called. That means the members of said family have to show up. Has he not finished grasping the definition of family?"

"Yes he has, it's just that he wasn't anticipating you moving Friday night dinner up an hour. He had to close shop and then he's picking up April. She's staying with us this weekend. They should be here soon enough anyways."

"Well come in. Mitchum and Shira are here. We thought you were Rory and Logan."

"Well I spoke to Rory a couple of minutes ago and they're still on the I-91."

"They're still on the 91? They were on their way more than forty five minutes ago. Where in the 91 were they?"

"I don't know. I'm not their GPS system."

"Why do I ever bother asking?"

After handing her coat and purse to the maid, the started heading towards the living room but the doorbell rang.

"Oh, that must be them!" Emily turned in her heels and excitedly opened the door only to be disappointed again. "Oh Luke, it's just you."

"Don't feel bad, there was a lot more disappointment in her voice when she opened the door for me," added Lorelai.

"Hi Emily."

"Come in. I thought April was coming with you tonight."

"Well she was but something came up, so I'll be picking her up later. She should be here next Friday, though."

"Well we'll be happy to see her. Come in, come in. Shira and Mitchum are waiting in the living room."

They walked into the living room where Richard was busy serving drinks.

"Oh Lorelai, it's just you. We thought you were Rory and Logan."

"Well no, not just me. Luke is here too. You remember Luke, right dad? He's your only daughter's husband."

"Of course I remember Luke, Lorelai. Luke, how are you? Can I offer you something to drink?"

"Ah, I think I'll just have whatever you're having."

"Luke, meet Logan's parents, Mitchum and Shira Huntzberger," Emily introduced them. "This is Luke Danes, our son in law."

"How do you do." Mitchum extended his hand to shake Luke's.

"We'd met before, actually."

"Oh… that's right, we had." He remembered that morning in the Vineyard and it embarrassed him to look back. He had stormed into the house not caring what he said and who was there to hear him. "Well I'm glad we have a chance to meet again under better circumstances."

They had just taken a seat when the doorbell rang again and Rory and Logan walked in, hand in hand. After all the required hello's and the disbursement of drinks of choice, they finally got down to business.

"Oh, it's so wonderful to finally have you two together again. You'll be staying here in Connecticut now, won't you Logan?" Emily asked.

"Well, actually, not yet. I'm going to be traveling back and forth for a few months. There are some things in London that I need to square away before I can permanently move back to the states."

"Oh you are? So you'll be leaving Rory alone? I'm not sure that's such a good idea in her state…"

"Well," Logan turned to look at Rory for reassurance. They both couldn't help but smile at each other when their eyes met. "No, actually. Rory is coming with me to London until Yale starts up in the fall again. And I'm hoping to have permanently moved back before Thanksgiving."

"Well that is good news. Isn't that good news, Richard?"

"Good news, indeed."

"Wait, so you won't be taking at least one semester off?" asked Shira. "It would be good for you to take some time off. The stress of finals just days before you're due to have a baby isn't good."

"Rory doesn't need to take time off, mom. I mean, she can do whatever she needs to do. Be that stay home or stay in school. And Rory wants to stay in school. If she changes her mind later on then so be it. Besides, I'll be home before the baby's here. And once the baby is here, I'll be taking care of him or her while Rory's in school or studying."

"I know. It's just that it's so difficult, especially with a first baby. And you may say that now, that you'll be around, but I heard that same line from your father back then. Your position is so demanding. I just think that without that added pressure of her traveling back when school starts, and you traveling back and forth from London, it might be easier on you two to just stay in London until you're done there. Or not to go back to London at all…" After saying this, she turned to look at her husband. Mitchum just shook his head.

"I need him in London. I've already promised him the most I could do, by cutting his stay to less than half the time. And I'm keeping my word on that one. We made a deal, and I have to stick to my end of the bargain."

"But is traveling going to be safe for Rory?" asked Richard.

"We just came from the doctor's earlier today and she and the baby got a clean bill of health, and yes, it's okay for her to travel."

"So then you two will be in London this summer," emphasized Emily.

"So that's it? Is that all you wanted to get us all together for?" asked Shira. She was hoping there would be more than this, given that her left hand was feeling a lot lighter these days without a certain heirloom.

"No, that wasn't it actually. You guys just kinda beat us to it with the London talk. We have something else we wanted to tell you. I finally had the chance to propose to Rory, and she finally had the chance to say yes. We're getting married."

"Oh my God! That's great news! Richard they're getting married!"

"Well this is something we must celebrate!" said Mitchum.

"Oh Emily, the wedding!" added Shira. "We can have that summer wedding we have planned out for them!"

"Summer wedding?! But we're not having the wedding this summer. I'm going to London with Logan. We won't be here!"

Lorelai elbowed Luke to catch his attention. "See, I told you it'd be fun this time. Too bad April's missing it."

"Actually Grandma, Logan and I talked about that already, and we decided to wait until after the baby to have a wedding."

"But Rory, you two should have the wedding before the baby. It's the right thing to do. Besides, if you wait until after the baby it's going to be so hard to plan and coordinate something. You're going to be busy with you last semester at Yale and taking care of a newborn. You two should be married before you have the baby."

"And we agree, Emily," Logan cut in. "We are getting married before the baby gets here. We're just not having the wedding until later."

"Well I don't like this idea," said Shira. "We have such a beautiful wedding all planned out for you this summer. We were able to bump the Mitchell's from the Windsor Club, and that's where we were going to be hosting the rehearsal dinner."

"And where's the actual wedding taking place?" asked Lorelai.

"Mom!"

"What? Can't I ask where my only daughter's getting married?"

"The wedding is going to be held in the Japanese Tea Gardens. Honor was supposed to have her wedding there, but the weather was going to be bad for an outdoor wedding that day."

"No, mom. One of the reasons Rory and I want to wait until after the baby is because we want to get married in church."

"A church?" asked Lorelai.

"Well that sounds very nice of you two," added Richard.

"Well I'll go find out if Christ Church Cathedral is available…"

"No, Grandma, not that church."

"Why not? What's wrong with the cathedral? You two deserve to be married in the cathedral."

"Well, sure, but just not that cathedral."

"Well if not that cathedral, which one then?"

"Actually Emily, we were thinking of Saint Patrick's Cathedral in New York, where my parents got married."

Shira let out a yelp of joy as she jumped up from her seat and went to hug Rory and Logan.

"Saint Patrick's Cathedral…" started Emily. "But that's a Catholic church. We're not Catholic. Mitchum, isn't your family Episcopalian as well?"

"They most certainly are. But Shira's mother was Catholic, so we had a Catholic wedding, and both the kids were baptized there too. Shira likes to go to mass there whenever we're in New York."

"That's right. I remember your wedding. Lovely ceremony you both had. Don't you remember that weekend in New York, Emily? Even Lorelai went with us. You remember, right Lorelai?"

"I don't understand… a Catholic wedding… why a Catholic wedding?" continued Emily.

"Well Rory and I started discussing how we wanted to raise our baby," his arm reached behind her and held her waist as to hold her closer to him, while he protectively placed his other hand on her small bump. "And any other babies after this one. Neither one of us has been particularly religious, but we thought that we might want to change that a bit with our kids. Give them a little bit of more foundation in their beliefs. And well, since we're both Catholic–."

"Both Catholic!?" Emily cut him off. "Both Catholic? Both whom? Rory's not Catholic."

"Um… actually Grandma, I am."

"How? No one in our family is Catholic. Lorelai, did you know about this?"

"I… um… well, yes. The being Catholic part. The wanting to get married in a church is completely foreign to me."

"When did this happen, Lorelai?"

"I, uh, well… I guess it happened after I moved to Star's Hollow." She shrugged her shoulders and tried to give an easy going answer as she possibly could. This one was going to be tough to explain.

"Will you tell me how? Because I wasn't aware that you had changed religions, Lorelai."

"I didn't change religions, mother. I just opted to give one to my kid that happened to be different from my family's. I… well, it's just that it was during a really difficult time for me, and Mia from the Independence Inn started taking us to church with her on Sunday's. And one day they asked 'Is your baby baptized?' and I said no, and so they baptized her. And it just so happened that it was a Catholic mass. And then there was that year when Rory was six and Alexandra Grant's mother was taking her to catechism on Saturday's, and they were giving Alexandra these books to take home and memorize, and Rory wanted to memorize them, so Rory asked me to take her, and that's when she had her First Communion. And because she just didn't have enough to study when she was in Star's Hollow High and Mrs. Kim was looking at Rory funny and wouldn't let Lane come out and hang out with us, then she did her Confirmation. So there. That's your 'How is Rory Catholic' story."

"So because you decided to rebel against us, you changed yours and Rory's religion? Honestly Lorelai."

"What? Don't you know that being Episcopalian is the same thing as being Catholic? Robin Williams said so. It's the same religion, half the guilt. Same religion, half the guilt. Half the guilt for you though. Twice the guilt for me and Rory. Well, now it's twice the guilt for Rory, Logan and the baby, cause I'm free to go. I'm done raising her."

Logan leaned in to whisper in Rory's ear. "I guess right now would be the wrong time to tell them we're eloping this weekend."

"Did I just see you mouth 'elope'?" asked Emily. "Don't you two dare! That won't be a proper wedding for a Gilmore and a Huntzberger! I'll take a proper Catholic wedding any day to an elopement!"

Shira was still in cloud nine. "Oh Emily, we need to get started on the guest list! A wedding in New York! We need to find the proper place for the reception. I'm sure Honor can help us now that she's moved there. But there's so much for us to plan! We're going to need to book the caterer as soon as possible, and come up with a menu…"

Two weeks later…

The doors to the elevator opened and Rory stepped out and turned in the direction she remembered Logan had given her to his office. They'd moved to London two weeks ago, but with all the hassle of moving, she'd yet to have the chance to visit him at the office. That, and the fact that he'd been from one meeting to the next since he'd gotten back didn't help the matter too well.

The newsroom was larger than the SEG and it looked incredibly busy. She took note of the constant movement around her as she walked down the halls towards what she could see was the door that she was looking for. She turned the doorknob and entered the office.

"I'm sorry, miss, but you can't go in there."

"Oh, I'm sorry. Is this not Logan Huntzberger's office?"

"Yes it is, but he's probably left for the day now."

In that moment Logan rushed into his office and was glad to see Rory.

"Hey Ace. Sorry I'm late. My meetings ran late today." He gave her a quick peck in the lips, not caring that his secretary was in front of them.

Realization washed over Maura's face. "Mrs. Huntzberger! I'm so sorry. I had no idea. I thought…"

"Hey don't worry about it Maura. Rory, I'd like you to meet Maura. She's the one that makes sure I make it home to dinner on time every night. Maura, this is my wife Rory."

They shook hands. "It's nice to meet you, Maura. Thanks for sending him home on time."

"Oh, it's fairly easy now that you're here in London. I just give him a good hard shove out the door on my way out. His first month here we would dynamite the place and even then we couldn't get him to leave."

Rory turned to Logan. "Your dad told me you were overworking yourself."

"So you're that beauty from back home he was pinning after when he came here."

"I hope I was. Otherwise he just married the wrong girl."

"Well I'm glad you're finally here. He was absolutely miserable without you. Wasn't eating. Wasn't sleeping. Working twenty hours a day, every day. He was just a mess. The paper had never been better, but judging by the looks of him now, he was a total wreck. Anyway, I've got to run. I have to set up for the next meeting."

They saw Maura run out into the newsroom and close the door behind her.

"Very interesting, this information she just gave me."

"Well, you knew about it anyway."

"Yes, but here I got it from a first-hand source. Logan Huntzberger, a workaholic. Who would have thought? Do Colin and Finn know about this? You can get kicked out of the club for something like that."

"Well enough about my work ethics. You ready to go?"

"Yeah, I'm ready."

"Did you bring your records?"

"The carrier dropped them off yesterday, and they already received the rest from Dr. Roths' office, so we're good."

"Okay, then lets go."

"Logan, you need to stop that." Rory pushed the button in the lobby elevator.

"No I don't. This is an important event. This is our first prenatal appointment, and it needs to be documented." Logan was holding a digital camera, recording all footage from the moment they arrived at the building. The doors opened and they stepped in, Logan never putting the camera down as Rory pressed the button to the seventh floor.

"No it's not. This is our second prenatal appointment. Do you not remember documenting the one we had a couple of weeks ago?"

"Yes, but this is a follow up to the first appointment that left us in a cliffhanger. Dr. Roths heard two heartbeats, past ultrasounds seem to show only one baby, you're showing more than other women at this stage in their first pregnancy. This is a pivotal appointment. Besides, we'll probably find out what the sex of the baby is."

"Well, I'm not sure I want to know."

"Ace, we talked about this…"

"Yeah, I know, but I've changed my mind."

"Aw, come on Ace. I thought we decided we wanted to know."

"Well we aren't so sure anymore. I think I want to be surprised. Don't you want to be surprised?" She pushed his camera away and kissed him. "We already know it's a baby, that's enough. We can still prepare for a baby only knowing we're having a baby. We don't need to know if it's a boy or a girl."

"But if we know what we're having, we can either buy things specifically for a boy or a girl."

"But we are preparing for a boy or a girl. Pink ribbons and blue sailor suits, remember?"

"Oh, right. So if we have a girl this time around, we can save the blue sailor suits for the next baby. Or maybe we're having a boy and a girl." He was only half joking.

Rory's face paled, being caught off guard by the comment. The elevator doors opened and Logan had to pull her out to get her walking towards the new obstetrics office.

Rory reached to open the door and Logan stopped her.

"Wait, wait." He opened the camera again and made sure it was recording. "Okay, go."

"You're going to freak people out in there. This is against HIPAA policy."

"Just open the door, Ace. We're going to be late. Besides, I don't think HIPAA can come and get us in this part of the world."

Rory opened the door. Heads turned as she and Logan walked in, camera in hand. "Hi," she greeted the woman at the front desk. "Lorelai Gilmore-Huntzberger. I'm not sure by what name you have me down as. I think my mother in law's secretary set up the appointment."

The woman checked her computer. "I've got you down as a Rory Huntzberger, and your records came as Lorelai L. Gilmore. Are you all the same person?"

"Same person."

"Alright, come in please." She pointed to Logan and gave her an odd look. "Is he with you?"

"Yes, I'm dad," he happily volunteered. He made sure he recorded the woman's expression before they were led inside.

"Oh, um, yeah. You'll have to forgive my husband." Husband. It was odd for her to hear these words come out of their mouths. Wife, husband, married, baby. They were new to her, and it almost made her giggle with a surreal happiness. Though she wouldn't readily admit it, she was enjoying his silliness and excitement.

"First time fathers, you can spot them five hundred yards away. We had one here a week ago that wanted Dr. Morris to instruct him in giving his wife a pelvic exam."

Rory scrunched her nose and turned to Logan. "Don't you go getting any ideas."

"Hey, I can appreciate that man's sense of duty. He feels a need to be prepared in case he needs to help his wife deliver their child in an emergency."

They walked into an examining room. After taking Rory's weight and blood pressure, she was instructed to change into a gown while they waited for the doctor. A few minutes later, a tall, dark, handsome man in his mid to late thirties walked in. Logan's head immediately shot up and eyed the doctor up and down, but remained quietly as he introduced himself to Rory first, and then to him.

"Hello there Mrs. Huntzberger, I'm Dr. Patrick Morris." He shook her hand and turned to greet Logan. "Mr. Huntzberger. I've heard a lot about you two from Shira."

"Oh, you know my mother?" asked Logan.

"Yes, she and my wife met at a dinner your mother hosted here over ten years ago, after your father bought out The York Publishing Group. My father in law use to own it."

"How interesting," adds Rory. "Those are the offices you're working at?" she asks Logan and he nods. He starts walking around them, eventually coming to stand next to Dr. Morris, facing Rory.

"Okay Rory. I've reviewed your records and so far everything looks great. I understand that you two wanted to find out the sex of your baby today. I'm just going to do a quick exam before I send you to get that sonogram." Dr. Morris proceeded to help Rory place her feet up on the stirrups before putting on a pair of latex gloves.

"Wait, aren't you going to perform the sonogram?"

"Um, Logan, come here…" Rory called for him to join her at her side.

"No, but one of our technicians will perform it."

"Are they qualified? Isn't that dangerous?"

"Rest assured Mr. Huntzberger, a qualified technician will be doing it, and it is quite safe."

"So can he tell if we're having twins? Dr. Roth's mentioned that we might be having twins."

"We're not having twins!" exclaims Rory, propping herself up on her elbows.

"He'll be able to tell if you're having twins. Okay Rory, I need you to relax so I can perform your pelvic exam." Dr. Morris went to reach for the lubricant behind him, while Logan stood next to him.

"Whoa, hey, hey, what's that, what are you doing?"

"Logan!"

"I'm trying to give your wife a pelvic exam. Go ahead and relax Rory."

Hearing Logan talk just made her close her knees together.

"Is it okay for you to do that? I thought only a female doctor did that?" Logan interrupted him again.

"No, all gynecologist can perform a pelvic exam. The physicians gender does not disqualify him from treating or diagnosing a patient. Rory, please relax or I won't be able to examine you."

"I can't do it with the both of you down there!" she admitted, not sure if she was ready to laugh or cry from the embarrassment of the situation.

"I'll do it Doc, just tell me how," offered Logan. He wasn't very comfortable with another man feeling Rory up in front of him.

"No!" screamed Rory. "Logan, come here," she hissed at him.

"I'm not quite sure you're qualified. Why don't you go stand next to your wife and face her. If I can't get her to relax, you're going to have to leave the room."

"I said come here!"

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry."

Rory extended both her arms to him and took his hands in hers, pulling him close to her. He bent down to kiss her forehead, and was about to turn back when he heard Rory's voice call his attention again.

"Don't even think about looking over your shoulder," she warned him.

"If he taught the other guy…"

"Logan…" she warned him again.

"Alright, alright. But if it just so happens that I have to help you deliver this baby, I'm going to say 'I told you so'."

"Well you're not going to have to do that, so stop worrying about it."

"Fine, but we're finding out the sex of the baby today."

Lorelai and April were sitting in the living room watching Mean Girls and eating one of Luke's burgers when they heard the phone ring and Lorelai jumped up from the couch to answer it. "So what'd they say?"

"They didn't say anything! Damn technician couldn't see a thing. I still say it's a girl." She was cuddled up in the couch, still in her pajamas. She felt the now more usual fluttering from inside her and she turned to her side, rubbing the other side of her belly with her free hand, letting the baby know that her usual request for food was on its way and she wasn't being ignored.

"Aw, Hon, I thought you said you thought you were having a boy last time."

"No, no. It's going to be a girl. I'm sure of it now. My hormones were just throwing me off last time. Logan still thinks I'm having twins though. He's still a little disappointed the sonogram guy didn't agree with him."

"Tell Logan I said that he can't ask for twins until he knows what it's like to push another human being's body out of a tiny hole."

"Oh, ew! That just sounds gross. I'm not telling him that. I don't even want to think about that." She heard the door open and close. "I gotta go, Logan brought food. Enjoy your lunch."

"Enjoy your dinner."

"Bye." Rory hung up as she felt Logan's warm hands move her camisole up in an effort to feel the fluttering he's sure is the reason her hand is placed at the side of her ribcage. He squeezes his way in between her and the back of the couch in order to spoon more comfortably. He kissed the back of her neck as she molded her body to fit his.

"I'm starting to think these kids and you are in cahoots to stay as still as possible whenever I'm around."

"I swear, she was moving just a second ago. You literally missed it by like ten seconds."

"Well we're not moving from this couch until they let Daddy know they want to eat. I only get complaints from Mommy that they're giving her hell because they want to eat, but they need to let Daddy know too."

And just then, as if on cue, he felt slow movement from inside her skin. From one side to the other, and then a kick. They felt more movement and then a couple of other kicks from the other side. He was holding his hand to her abdomen without moving, without even breathing, entranced at the final compliance to his requests.