a/n: it's not like it matters or anything, but i proberly wont be updating until late next week, im going to Reno for my brother's wedding... and also i'm not sure what you would call your right wedding finger..

CHAPTER TEN

Logan

I pciked up the phone and called Rory. It was Sunday, I was supposed to be home 3 days ago. I knew Rory was getting restless, so was I. I missed her and Cameron and was more than ready to come home. She picked up after the 2nd ring.

"Hey." She said.

"Hey. How is everything?" I asked.

"Fine, Cameron is already sleeping, she went to Jenna's party today."

"Kiss her for me."

"I will, or your could when you come home tomorrow." She baited. "Right?" I was quiet, not sure of how to disappoint her again. "You promised me, you promised Cameron Logan."

"I know, but it's only going to be a few more days."

"Until you tell us 'a couple more days.'"

"That's not fair Ace. I need to be here."

"Yeah, me and your daughter need you here too, what about that? Does that matter?"

"You know it does. I'm doing this for us." I told her. I wished she would understand that.

"And giving your Dad exactly what he wants!"

"There isn't another way." I insisted.

"I thought you said it wasn't going to be like this Logan, that you weren't going to be like him." She said and I couldn't believe it. She compared me to my Dad.

"I'm nothing like him! I want to be home Rory." She said nothing.

"Yeah well I have to go, I have work tomorrow." She told me. "Bye, see you when you come home, whenever that is." She hung up and I threw the phone against the wall. it wasn't supposed to be like this, having Rory back. I was supposed to actually get to be with her, not become Mitchum Huntzberger.

Rory

We fought a week ago, and he still wasn't home. This was getting ridiculous. I was already facing horriable morning sickness that lasted all day, along with working and taking care of Cameron. I needed Logan to know, I needed him here. He didn't call the night after our fight, but he did call me at work the next day and promised that he would be home by yesturday. I was so fed up and I was going to take this into my own hands, I couldn't wait until he came home, he needed to know now. I took a few much needed days off of work and dropped Cammie off in Stars Hallow, not giving me Mom a real reason adn before I knew it, I was on a plane to Boston. I almost chickened out twice on the way to the airport and once on the actually plane, telling myself to just wait, but I couldn't wait for that, plus my bags were packed. I got off the plane in Boston around 9, exhausted and paranoid about something I read in the newspaper about flying in the first trimester of pregnancy. I made a note to make an appointment when I got home. I got in a cab, telling the driver to take me where I knew Logan was staying, the Four Seasons. I was so tired, guessing pregnancy was having it's way wsith me already. I hoped Loganw as already in his room, because I knew I could be waiting a while. I got out of the cab and walked into the fancy hotel, hoping this would work, I certinly didn't want to wait outside his door until he got back. I took the ring that Grandma gave me for Christmas last year and moved it to my right wedding finger. I always thought about marrying Logan, I just never thought it would be like this. I walked up the the check in counter.

"Hell, Welcome to the Four Seasons, what can I do for you?" The lasy at the counter asked me.

"I'm Lorelai Huntzberger and my husband and I are staying in room 420, but I lost my key and my husband is in a meeting."

"Ok Mrs. Huntzberger, what is the phone number on the account?"

"510-555-3325." She hit a few buttons on the computer.

"Alright, no problem, here is a duplicate of your key. Thank you for staying with us."

I thanked her and walked away, vowing not to name my new baby Melinda. I went up to Logan's room and opened it slowely, not sure what I was going to find. The coffee pot was filled and the bed made, proberly by the maid. I checked all the rooms, finding them empty so I laid on the bed and turned on the T.V. It wasn't long before I was asleep, damn jet lag. I woke up a few hours later, still alone. It was 12:00, where could he be? Still working? Out somewhere? I watched T.V., old episodes of Who's The Boss and thinking about pregnancy and Logan. About an hour later, I had just about given up. Maybe it was a bad idea coming here. Maybe I could just go home, tell him when he came home. I sat up and the door opened. Loganw alked into the room, looking exhausted. He saw me and stopped.

"Ace? What are you doing here?" He asked me, but I was overwhelmingly happy to see him. I got up and kissed him.

"I'm so happy to see you." I said, pulling apart. "I couldn't wait anymore."

"I'm glad you came." He hugged me and didn't let go. We sat on the bed. "How did you get in here?" He asked.

"I told the person at the desk that I was your wife and I lost my key." He smiled and kissed me again. We made love right there, for the first time in 3 weeks. We laid together afterwords, he was sleeping. I had to leave tomorrow. I whispered his name and touched his cheek. He stired and looked at me.

"What's wrong?" He asked me.

"Nothing, nothing at all." I answered cryptically. Maybe Steph was right, that he was going to love this.

"Good, good, then can I go back to sleep? I have to get up early tomorrow."

"I know and I'm sorry but I have to tell you something important, I have to back to work and Cameron tomorrow and I don't know when i'll see you."

"What is it?"

"I know that this is really unfair to spring this on you, at 4 in the morning and I have been waiting to tell you since I found out weeks ago but it didn't feel right, telling you something like this over the phone."

"The point please?" He was tired and I was keeping him up. I felt bad.

"Promise me you won't hate me because I kept this from you. I hope you'll understand why."

"I promise. Now please, say something else besides an explanation slash babble." He looked at the clcok. "It's 4 in the morning."

"I just said that. Are you listening to me?" I was nervous and a Gilmore, we were known to babble when we were nervous.

"Ace..."

"See, it goes like this..." I stalled. It was so much easier talking to my bathroom mirror. "I'm pregnant." I let it spill out and watched his face tense a little.

"How could you not tell me before this? How long have you known?" He sat up.

"Almost 2 weeks, and how was I supposed to tell you? You were here and I was in New York, what did you want me to me? Call you and say 'Hey, I'm pregnant with you child again but I'm sure that won't stop you from staying a few more days.'"

"I was coming home tomorrow, I bought a ticket and everything. I told you that."

"Yeah, you told me that 4 different times and it never happened." I got out of bed and went searching for my clothes, finding all but my bra, it didn't matter, I had more at home and I couldn't stay here anymore.

"Where are you going Rory? You can't just leave."

"I can and I am, I will be at home where you realize how big of an ass your being." I walked out, taking a cab to the airport and leaving on the first avaliable flight. He was supposed to be happy about this. It was around 7AM when I got home, I hadn't slept all night and felt nauseous. I wasn't going to go to fall asleep though, I had way too much on my mind. I called my Mom.

"Gilmore house of pain. Press one for suggestions on how to kill your boss and make it look like a horriable office related accident, press two if..."

"Mom enough." I said, too tired for this.

"What's wrong fruit of my loins? Things not go so well with Romeo?"

"I told him i'm pregnant."

"You did what not?" Mom questioned. I had forgotten I hadn't told her yet.

"Oh yeah, sorry about that, I haven't slept all night and can't have coffee, even thought I had it when I was pregnant with Cameron and she came out fine, her Doctor says she is a little short for her age, she's normal, for the most part. But I doubt Logan will let me drink coffee, if he ever comes back." I babbled.

"Ok honey, you have to slow down for Mommy. I'm still on the your pregnant part."

"Well, yes, I am pregnant again, 2 months and it's Logan's/ Are you mad?" I asked, even though I really couldn't take another negative reaction to this.

"No, your 27 and don't need my approval but I am happy for you, now what about Logan not coming back?" She asked me.

"When I told him, he flipped out because I hadn't told him sooner and was being an ass, so I left, and told him when he realized that I would be home."

"Wow. I feel like a dictionary, so heavy with knowledge and logic."

"What?" I think she was trying to confuse me now.

"He flipped out because you never told him about Cameron, he's just getting to know her, it freaked him out."

"That's not an excuse Mom."

"I know, but give him a chance before you jump down his throat about this. Please insert a quarter to hear more."

"Sorry Mom, I need sleep, pl,us I don't have any change." I hung up and took a nap, remembering I had to meet Colin, Finn and Steph for lunch in 6 hours. I didn't know when Logan would be home and I wasn't going to sit around waiting. I went to meet my friends, and today I was going to tell them about the baby, maybe they'd be happy for me. I knew I looked pretty bad, with only 5 hours sleep under my belt. I sat down at the table.

"Hey guys." I said, I made sure I was on time today. They each greeted me.

"Rory, damn. Have you gone to the Doctor's yet? You've been really pale for like a month now." Colin said dissaproving.

"I haven't gone to the Doctor's yet buy I know what's wrong."

"What then?" He asked me but was cut off by the waitress coming with a pot of coffee.

"Coffee?" She asked us, Steph, Finn and Colin agreed. I wasn't so sure.

"Could I get decaf please?" The waitress nodded and walked away. Colin and Finn instantly looked over to me.

"Decaf? The only time you had even tried to give up coffee was when you were pregnant with Cameron and that still only lasted a month." Colin pointed out. Finn leaped out of his seat, startling me to no end.

"Rory, are you serious? It's Logan's, right?"

"Finn, sit down." He plopped in his seat. "Of course it's Logan's."

"Does he know?" Steph finally spoke.

"Yes." I answered.

"How did he react?" She probed. She wouldn't be Steph if she didn't probe.

"Let's not talk about him alright?"

"I'll kill him." Finn said, Steph and I rolled our eyes. Finn couldn't kill a mouse, in fact, he jumped on chairs when one crossed his path. "He came back just to break your heart and get you pregnant again."

"Finn, calm down. No one is doing any killing today. Logan is still in Boston, but he's proberly on his way home already." My cell phone rang, the caller ID read 'home', so I picked it up, motioning Finn to calm down with my hands, like I didn with my six year old.

"Hi." Logan's voice came through.

"Hey." I answered back. "You at the house?"

"Yeah, I was hoping to find you here."

"I'm out with the guys and Steph, I can be home in 20 minutes." I told him.

"Ok, Thank you, and Ace?" He said.

"Yeah?"

"I'm sorry."

"I know you are. I'll be there soon." I hung up and stood up from the table.

"Sorry to cut another lunch stort guys but Logan's home and I need to talk to him about this."

"Go and tell Logan to be careful." Finn looked a little bit too serious.

"I will Finn. I'll call you guys later." I told them before walkeding home. I wasn't sure what I was going to say to him. I walked up to the stairs to my apartment and opened the unlocked door. Logan was sitting on the couch.

"Hey." I said, walking into the kitchen. I was looking forward to eating a real lunch, not just all we had in the house: crackers, peanut butter and jelly and coffee. I didn't sleep much and was sick to my stomach, I was going to have a cup. Logan followed me and stared at me as I turned on the pot.

"You shouldn't drink coffee when your pregnant."

"I don't care." I put bluntly, and I really didn't. I pulled out some saltines I prayed were still good.

"I'm sorry Rory. I don't know what I was thinking when I reacted like that."

"Maybe you were regretting all of this." I offered. I hadn't asked for any of this. Cameron and I were doing fine alone. If he wanted out, fine. Me, Cameron and the new baby would be fine on our own, but did I really want that?

"That's not it at all, i'm happy I get to be here to see it all and raise it from day one, I was just exhausted and not thinking straight."

"That's not..." I started

"An excuse, I know." He finished my sentence. "But I'm hoping you'll accept my apology anyway." I bit into a stale cracker, staying quiet. "I brought you something. "He handed me a bag, I was skeptical, but I opened it. Inside was a pair of green baby booties and a box of choclate cover decaf espresso beans. I smiled, he knew my weakness.

"Come on, i'll take yo out to lunch and we can talk about this." I grabbed my coat. "Let's go."