Rory's POV

Logan and Rory were sitting in the living room of her grandparent's house; the drink portion of the evening was about half over. Logan had his hand resting causally on her leg, but the simple touch seemed to convey a lot of needed comfort to Rory. She was dreading telling her grandparents about the pregnancy, afraid of what will happen as soon as the words left her lips. The drinks were ending, and the time to tell her grandparents was now. 'This must've been how mom had felt', Rory thought, sighing.

'So,' Emily said, breaking the uncomfortable silence that had filled the room, "I hear that you have left your fathers newspaper in London."

"Yeah, well I just couldn't be there anymore, I had more important things going on."

"More important than a duty to the family?" A look of disappointment crossing Emily's face

"Defiantly more important."

"Really, because I don't think there is anything more important, isn't that right Richard?"

"Right. Look here son, I don't know what it is that happened that made you leave so hastily, but it is unacceptable. I thought you would've been raised better than that."

"Grandpa, Grandma he left because of me."

"Because of you" Emily said surprised, "I hope everything is all right."

"They are, but he had to come home because…because I am pregnant."

"Why you" Richard said as he stood up and took a few steps towards Logan.

"Grandpa" Rory said a tone of warning in her voice, "This is a mistake by both of us, not just him, so I hope we can sit down and discuss this like adults."

"Yeah" Richard grumbled, returning to his place on the couch.

"Please tell us that you're going to get married. When a couple gets pregnant, they get married, that is just how the world works. I would hate to have your life turn out like your mothers."

"My mother and I had a perfectly good life" Rory defensively, "it may have been better because she didn't marry dad."

"Your mother was always so stubborn, never listening to reason. You know she would've been much happier if she'd just gotten married."

"You don't know that, grandma, and I am not her."

"That's right," Richard said, "you have a much more stable head on your shoulders, you are much more rational and I know that you have thought about the situation long and hard. Unlike your mother who just goes head long into it without thinking about the consequences."

"Well maybe I am more like her than you think. Logan and I aren't getting married, we will figure everything out when we get there, but for the time being no wedding is being planned. Mom and I had a perfectly fine life, without dad, and why you insist otherwise is beyond me."

"Its just we want what is best for you, and your mother is to far gone to do anything about."

"That's the problem, that has always been the problem, she never went anywhere. You were always to caught up in yourselves to see that." Her grandparents were speechless, maybe her revelation had hit home and they would change, but it was doubtful. Everyone just sat in the room for a moment in silence. This was the time for Richard and Emily to say something, anything, to fix what had been said. But no words came, and after another moment of silence Rory turned to Logan.

"Come on Logan," Rory said shacking her head sadly, "let's go."

"You got it Ace." Logan said following her to the door. The maid promptly handed them their coats, and let them out. Once they were in the driveway, Rory felt the tears dampen her cheeks. She was doomed to have the same relationship with her grandparents as her mother. All these years she had been trying to get to know her family more, and now it was shattered.

"It'll be alright, Ace." Logan said, seemingly reading her thoughts.

"No it won't, everything is falling apart."

"You did good, and I hope you were only kidding about not getting married, because I really do want to."

"I was, they just won't get an invitation." Rory said sadly

"These have been a pretty hectic couple of days. Why don't we go home and just veg for a while. I just got Chain Reaction on DVD, we can spend the whole night mocking it and watching the exposition scene over and over if you want."

"That sounds great" Rory said smiling, "and we can discuss the ring."

"Ah yes, the ring. Why do I have the feeling we are going to be up late tonight Ace?"

"Because you always have a feeling," Rory retorted playfully, "And we always are."

"Are suggesting something?"

"Well I was, but now the moment is ruined, and I think I feel a headache coming on." Rory always enjoyed the banter they had, and the last few days didn't seem so bad as they got into the car to drive home.

Lorelai's POV

Lorelai had been staring at her phone for the last few days, still trying to muster up the courage to call Rory. It seemed to her that everything around her was falling apart, and maybe it was time to put it back together again. Picking up the phone, she started to dial Rory's cell phone number, but again she couldn't bring herself to make the call. Setting the phone back in the cradle, Lorelai walked into the kitchen to make herself a pot of coffee. Walking into the kitchen and headed straight for the coffee pot, when there was a knock on the door. She opened it and was shocked when she saw Luke standing there.