A.N: Hey guys! I'm happy at the response of the last chapter! Thanks to everyone who reviewed, or just read! You guys are amazing. So, here's the next chapter. I still don't have a computer so it's still really difficult to update, as I said before I write all these on paper first, then end up typing them. Ok well hope you all enjoy!
Our Time Now chapter 10: I Got It From My Mama.
There are many things in this world Rory Gilmore thought would never happen to her. Some of these, although plausible, have in-fact come true.
While horse riding is usually a solitary, peaceful activity to some, in Rory's case it turned out to be a terrifying, deathly occurrence. Having a horse die while you are sitting on it is not pleasant, especially for a child. Rory figured it is a one-in-a-million kind of thing, unfortunately she was that one. Why couldn't she have won the lottery or something?
Jail is a lonely place, even when you're with someone else. So stealing a yacht might have been a lapse in judgment for Rory, but one bad move after a lifetime of near-perfect isn't that bad, right? After a few hours in the slammer, she definitely learned her lesson…especially when collecting garbage on the side of the road with her fellow inmates.
There is always that one fear Rory was brought up with; the thing that plagued her, her mother and her whole family. The event that is so amazing and borderline bad at the same time; the one thing that isn't supposed to happen to Rory Gilmore until she is, at least 30, married and successful.
Rory is unwed, 23, and having a baby. Again, she hit that .1 of people category.
Zai Jian China, hello maternity wear.
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Rory tapped her fingers on the bathroom sink, sitting on the toilet lid. Now that she knew, Rory had to figure out how to tell everyone else; her mother, her grandparents, her boss…Jess.
"Oh God" Her forehead replaced her fingers with a thud. Yes, Jess is different than he was in high school, but Rory wasn't sure how he would react.
How the heck am I going to tell him? 'Hey Jess! Pizza for dinner, oh by the way I'm having a baby.' Rory crossed that possibility off the list right away. The pro-cons in her head were interrupted by the sound of the front door. She gulped, Now or never, Gilmore.
When she reached the living room Jess had already taken a permanent place on the couch with a book held above his head. Rory sat on the arm of the couch and he moved his book to uncover his eyes.
"Hey, I didn't know you were home."
"Hey, I wasn't feeling well so I left early." Rory thought back to this morning, after throwing up in her office she decided to head home, but not before stopping at the first drugstore. After seeing the news on the small white stick, she headed over to her doctor to confirm.
"What's wrong? Are you ok?" Jess sat up and kissed her.
"Yeah, I went to the doctor and he said I'm fine. I guess I'll ease him into it… Hey Jess? Do you remember when we were watching T.V the other day?"
"Yes, what about it?"
"Well you know that show that was on TLC with the women and the men and the babies?"
"Uh huh."
"And you were going on about how gross they are when they come out and we were laughing at the ugly ones and the discussion about diaper costs and-"
"Rory, as much as I love hearing you rant, where is this going?" She motioned for him to scoot over and sat on the couch beside him. Her hands twittering nervously in her lap, she began.
"Well, uh, Don't chicken out Gilmore. The thing is, come on, I'm pregnant, just say it! I told Lane we would watch the twins for a night while her and Zach went out and I wanted to put it past you first." Rory silently cursed herself. She would tell him eventually…hopefully before the baby came.
"Oh. Sure, I guess." He shrugged, seeming almost disappointed at her confession.
"Ok, good! I'll make the arrangements then. Pizza for diner sound good?"
"Yeah, but no Willy Wonka."
"Fine…The Wizard of Oz it is!" Rory ran off the couch into the bedroom to get her phone. Going down the contacts list, she passed her mothers number and stopped. Maybe I need to figure this out first. Yeah, that's it. I just need some time.
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Rory listened to Jess' heartbeat with her head on his chest, moving in sync with his breathing. She looked up at his peaceful, not a care in the world face and smiled hoping their child would look just like him. A little girl or boy with dark brown hair and piercing blue eyes…with a love of books and music, quiet but with a stubborn streak. She almost looked forward to coming home everyday to someone else who would jump in her arms and say how much they love and missed you, even though it's only been a few hours since you saw them last. Having that person look up to you so much and needing you to show them how to be a good person.
That unconditional love, she wanted it.
Rory knew then she was ready to be a mother, and hoped Jess would feel the same. She kissed his chest and leaned back down, ignoring the pizza boxes strewn across the floor, drifting off.
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Jess staggered into the apartment at exactly 5:20pm, dropping his bag near the door and depositing his coat on the kitchen chair. He sunk into the sofa feeling himself slowly fall into his exhaustion. Opening his eyes, he groaned and went off towards the bathroom.
Jess turned on the faucet and picked up the bar of soap next to it. The soap quickly slipped out of his grasp and scattered onto the floor. Cursing loudly, he bent down in search of it. Cursing again, he saw the white rectangle laying atop the garbage can, he sighed and picked it up. Underneath, Jess stared at something with interest. No, it wasn't the old empty shampoo bottle or discarded Q-tips, but a long white stick with a little blue plus sign colored on.
Jess Mariano's life was about to get a little interesting.
