Logan was still asleep when Rory slipped back into the room and into the bed. She looked over at him. 'He's exhausted.' she thought. 'He works so hard. How can I tell him about the baby? What if he doesn't feel the same way?'

Rory decided to wait. She wasn't even sure that she was pregnant. The test could be wrong. She had slipped an extra test into her purse. She would take it in another few days, and if that came up positive then she would tell him. No need to deal with it right now.

Having made this decision she turned and threw her arm across him, cuddling up against his back and finally fell asleep.

The next day they did leave early, eager to look for their own place. It was even more important now to Rory knowing they had a baby on the way. She was strangely happy about it and couldn't contain her excitement, despite her anxieties. Her mood was infectious and they had a great time driving around, looking through newspapers and looking at places.

The mood was so good that it didn't even bother them that the only things they could afford were in the worst neighborhoods. But they weren't worried. They were too much in love for someone to hurt them. They felt impervious to everything.

They finally settled on a small place. It was a one bedroom apartment, barely. The bedroom was more like a closet but would just fit their bed and maybe a dresser. The outside looked bad but inside it was clean and cheerful. They felt optimistic about their choice. And most important, it was cheap, very very cheap.

They signed a lease and were told that they could move in in five days. That seemed like an eternity to wait.

"We have to go back and tell Paris that we are moving out." Rory said, giving Logan a hug. He hugged her back. "Yeah, right away. And then start packing."

"I do have lots of stuff... all my books." said Rory, realizing what a chore it would be to move.

"I don't have anything to pack, so that will make it easier." Logan said with his characteristic smile.

"True, true." said Rory.

"Lets go back to Paris's and tell her, just get it out there. Maybe she will be mad at you, pack all your stuff and put it outside for us." Logan joked.

"I don't think she will be mad. She and Doyle have been cramped too." Rory said. "But I agree, we should go. And I have to call my mom and tell her."

"You do that, I'll drive." said Logan, as they left the empty apartment and got into the car.

Logan barely listened to Rory on the phone, but could tell that she was excited by the constant stream of chatter. He hoped that her mom would feel the same way, or at least similar.

Looking over at the girl he saw that she looked happy too. She had a glow to her. She wasn't living the life that he had all but promised her, that he had been able to offer her before but that didn't seem to matter. And he was thankful that she wasn't the shallow girl that she had seemed to be for a while. When she had dropped out of Yale and partied with him non stop sure it had been great to see her, but a lot of what made her unique had been gone. It was good to see her so focused, so driven, and so into their relationship. And finally, he was starting to be on her wavelength as well.

Logan smirked to himself. He thought triumphantly about his father, and how his father was so sure that he was going to fail. Well how could he fail? He had Rory, and she was motivation enough for anyone. 'I'm not lazy and useless anymore.' He thought. 'I am working as a gardener, but I'm working, I'm doing. I used to think that those stunts I pulled were living, but I was wrong, this is living.'

A week later Rory and Logan were pretty well set up in their new apartment. Paris, as expected, had been glad when they decided to move out, because although she and Rory were still good friends, the place was too small for four people.

They had been in the new place for a couple of nights, had done a lot of cleaning and had found a place for most things. There were boxes here and there but they had worked really hard to make the place nice. Logan still went to work at the Gilmore house every day, and Rory still went to school, so between that and moving the hadn't had much time together.

Rory had found enough time to take another pregnancy test and it said the same thing, she was definitely pregnant. She kept looking for the right time to tell Logan. Now that it was certain she really wanted to get it out there and see how he felt about it.

Finally the opportunity came up as they sat on the floor eating dinner and talking about the future. "We really need to get chairs, or some sort of couch." Logan said. "This feels like a picnic."

Rory laughed. "It does. And learning to cook wouldn't hurt either."

"I'm with you there, Ace." Logan agreed. Neither of them would have been able to identify the food if they hadn't just cooked it. "There are only a few things I can cook, and most of them involve pricey ingredients."

Rory nodded. She decided to just come out with it and finally tell him. "Hey Logan, I have something I have to tell you."

Logan looked up at her, trying to read the expression in her clear blue eyes.

"What?"

"Okay well I know the timing is horrible, but if you think about it its probably not that bad. I mean, we want one anyway, right? I mean some day. So why not now."

"What are you talking about?" said Logan, confused.

"Oh did I leave out, I'm pregnant." Rory said in a rush.

"What?" gasped Logan. He turned pale.

"I'm a few weeks pregnant and it must date back to around when we first got back together."

"How long have you known?" Logan's voice was choked with emotion.

"I've known for absolute certain for two days, but I had a suspicion for a little more than a week."

"Don't be offended, but considering everything that just happened with my family, are you sure its mine?" Logan asked, afraid to hear the answer.

"Of course its yours, Logan. I wasn't with anyone else while we were broken up, and certainly not when we were together." Rory gave him a fond look. "You don't have to be worried about that."

Logan looked relieved.

"Well, it wasn't really in the plan, but... I think it could be really great." He finally said.

Rory squealed. "Really?!" she said, tackling him with a hug. "I was so worried you would be mad, or leave or something."

"Well we did want one eventually, right? And we can manage. We're going to have a baby!" he said, hardly believing how well he was taking it himself.

"Rory I wanted to tell you that I really appreciate the way you stood by me. I mean this sounds so stupid when I say it, but I didn't even know what relationships were about. And even if I wasn't so happy about the baby I would still be there for you because you taught me that thats what it means to be in a relationship. You know, to be there for someone else and with someone else, no matter what happens."

Logan blushed a little. It was rare for him to show so much emotion or to talk so openly and genuinely.

Rory's eyes misted over. "Its important for us to talk Logan. I've realized that communication has never been our strong point, but we are in this together, no matter what happens, you me and baby, so we really need to learn how to talk to each other."

Logan nodded and smiled at her.

Rory saw his look. "Oh no mister, get away from me with that look. Thats what got us in trouble in the first place."

"Hey it can't do any harm now." Logan protested.

"So true." said Rory as their lips met.