A/N: Here is another chapter. I'm having such a great time writing this story. I hope you all are enjoying reading it.
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"I can't believe that in less than three weeks I'll be Mrs. Lucas Danes," Lorelai said dreamily as she sat in the waiting room of her doctor's office.
"Seventeen days, forty-seven minutes, and thirty-five seconds," Luke answered automatically, "not that anyone is counting or anything."
"You, Mr. Danes," Lorelai said with a laugh, "are positively wonderful."
"As are you, almost Mrs. Danes," Luke answered, kissing her forehead. "Are you excited?"
"About marrying you?" Lorelai asked.
"Well, that and the babies," Luke answered with a smile.
"I'm more than thrilled to be marrying you and just as excited to find out the sex of our babies," Lorelai answered honestly, squeezing Luke's hand. "This is it."
"This is what?" Luke asked, growing curious at Lorelai's sudden change in emotions. The mood swings had decreased in frequency, especially since Rory had moved back to the area, but on occasion they still popped in unexpectedly. With the wedding preparations and the transformation of the Twickham house into their own they both had a lot on their plate. They were both almost all the way moved into the house and working hard on the nursery. Even with it being a good move it was all a bit overwhelming.
"This is our middle," she answered, tears in her eyes. "We are finally getting our middle."
Luke smiled, "we are."
Lorelai wiped the tears from her eyes and gave Luke a huge smile before resting her head on his shoulder. They'd be finding out the sex of their babies today and she couldn't wait. She was really hoping that would help them settle on baby names. So far they hadn't been able to agree on much.
"You're thinking about names again aren't you?" Luke asked as he watched his fiancé's expression change.
"Yes," Lorelai admitted. "I can't help it though. Are you sure you don't want to name a son Lucas, like his daddy?"
"No Lucas," Luke persisted. "He's not going to be a junior."
"Fine," Lorelai pouted, "I'm still leaning towards William for one of them."
"I think William would be good," Luke said, his eyes clouded with emotion. "Will for short."
"Oh, I like! Now we just have the other boy."
"We don't know if they are even boys," Luke told her. "That's why I think we should wait, at least another twenty minutes till we now for sure."
"Okay," Lorelai relented, "no more talk about names till we know for sure."
"Good," Luke said, wrapping Lorelai into his arms as they waited.
"But…"
"No more talk," Luke interrupted and Lorelai sighed.
"Miss Gilmore, Mr. Danes?" the nurse called from the door. "They are ready for you now."
Standing up Luke lead Lorelai into the back and they anxiously waited to find out more about their upcoming parenthood.
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Rory sleepily entered her and Logan's apartment, dropping her bag and shoes by the door without a care. It had been a long day at work, the computer system had crashed sending everyone into a panic and many stories had been lost and required to be redone. Rory, one of the smart ones in the office, had backed up all her story files on her personal computer there at the apartment, so she'd been able to get Logan to email them all to her and that saved her and her boss a lot of stress. Looking around the apartment she noticed it was unusually quiet and dim. By this time of the day Logan was usually in the kitchen, music blasting, getting dinner on the table for them, but there was nothing. No sounds from anywhere.
"Logan?" Rory called as she walked further into the house. "Logan are you here?"
There was no answer. Rory struggled to keep herself calm. It wasn't like Logan to go out anymore without at least calling her to let her know he wouldn't be home when she got there.
That's when she noticed it. There were flower petals on the ground by the stereo in the living room with several candles around it. Glancing at it strangely she made her way over to it. She laughed out loud when she saw the quickly written note that said 'press me' over the play button.
She pressed it and suddenly Logan's voice filled the room.
"Hey Ace! I know this is going to sound pretty cheesy, which is why you are listening to me right now through the CD player. I was in the mall the other day and this song came over the sound system and I immediately thought of you. It isn't a song either of us would listen to normally and honestly it took me some time to find it, but I had to. This song pretty much fits us perfectly, fits my feelings for you. Hope you like it; hope you see what I mean. I love you Ace."
Rory chuckled at his message and waited for the song to start playing. She was expecting some slow, melodramatic-y song to fill her ears but was pleasantly surprised when an upbeat tempo filled the room. She listened hard to the words.
We should get jerseys
Because we'd make a good team
But yours would look better than mine
Because you're out of my league
And I know that it's so cliché
To tell you that every day
I spend with you is the new best day of my life
And everyone watching us
Just turns away with disgust
It's jealousy; they can see
That we've got it going on
Rory's head was cocked to the side in amusement as she listened to the words of the song. She was eagerly trying to find out what exactly Logan was trying to do. She didn't want to over analyze, like she so normally did, so she just keep listening.
Rackin' my brain for I knew and proved a way
To let you know you're more to me than what I know how to say
You're OK with the way that this is going to be
Because this is going to be the best thing we've ever seen
If anyone could make me a better person, you could
All I gotta say is I must have done something good
Came along one day and you rearranged my life
All I gotta say is I must have done something right
I must have done something right
Rory's mind automatically went back the day when she and Logan had become an exclusive couple. It had been new and different for him. She had indeed come in and changed the way he lived his life. And he had changed the way she lived hers. They helped each grow and change and become the adults they were today. She smiled at the memories that flooded into her head.
Well maybe I'm just lucky
Because it's hard to believe
Believe that somebody like you
Would end up with someone like me
And I know that it's so cliché
To talk about you this way
But I'll push all my inhibitions beside
It's so very obvious
To everyone watching us
That we have got something real good going on
If anyone could make me a better person, you could
All I gotta say is I must have done something good
Came along one day and you rearranged my life
All I gotta say is I must have done something right
I must have done something right
As the song played on she felt the moisture on her cheeks and realized she was crying. She felt weird crying to this quirky upbeat song but the words really hit her. Logan was expressing how he felt to her in a new and somewhat strange way and it touched her.
"Ace?" Logan asked and she realized the song had come to an end. Logan walked out of the hallway, hands shoved in his pocket and he seemed almost nervous.
"Logan," Rory breathed, "that song was great. Thank you."
"Rory," Logan started as he wrapped his arms around her and buried his head into her hair. "The words of that song were meant for us. I can't believe how lucky I am to have ended up with you, even after all the crap I put you through. You are the most amazing woman I have ever met and I'm so thankful for the change you started in me."
Logan's words were hoarse with tears and Rory started crying all over again. She couldn't believe how much Logan had changed and matured since she first met him her sophomore year at Yale.
"I don't want to go another day without you by my side. I want to raise our children and grow old together," Logan continued and Rory couldn't breath.
"I'll understand if you want to take some time to figure everything out and for us to start our lives together married, but I want you to know I'm not going anywhere."
"Logan…"
"Lorelai Leigh Gilmore, I love you and when you are completely ready, will you marry me?" Logan's question was whispered and Rory had to remind herself to take a breath. Logan pulled away slightly and pulled a box from his pocket. Opening it Rory recognized the ring she had handed back to him six months ago.
"Logan," Rory started, butterflies raging in her stomach, "nothing would make me happier than to marry you."
"Ace…"
"I love you and I want to marry you," Rory answered and held up her left hand, motioning for Logan to place the ring on her finger.
"Are you sure? I don't want you to feel pressured," Logan waited for Rory to nod before he slipped it on.
"I've never been more sure about anything in my entire life," Rory answered, "you are it for me."
"I love you Ace."
"I love you too, Logan."
Rory and Logan celebrated their engagement with a kiss and Rory couldn't stop smiling.
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"One of each," Lorelai exclaimed again as they drove home from her doctor's appointment. "We are having one of each."
"I know," Luke said, "are you upset?"
"Upset?" Lorelai asked, "Why would I be upset?"
"I dunno," Luke answered honestly, "I just want to make sure you aren't."
"Luke, I'm far from upset," Lorelai reassured him. "We have two healthy babies growing inside of me. A little girl and a little boy, perfect."
"I'm excited to be having a boy," Luke told her grinning, "Someone to go fishing with me and to teach baseball to."
"You're going to be a great dad to our son Luke," Lorelai told him, glancing happily over to her fiancé. "And our little girl is going to have you wrapped around her little finger."
"Ah jeez," Luke said with a sigh, internally agreeing with her. He knew that his little girl would be daddy's little princess. "Not like you aren't going to have a momma's boy."
"I'm really happy Luke," Lorelai told him, scooting over to him. "I'm so completely happy."
"Me too, babe."
They rode the rest of the way back in silence, both excited to start the rest of their planning and preparations for their babies.
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"I don't want to wait too long," Rory told Logan as the cuddled on the couch later that afternoon.
"I'm ready whenever you are," Logan told her with a squeeze. "We could get married today and that would be alright with me."
Rory chuckled and placed a kiss on his cheek, "maybe not that soon. I still want to plan a wedding. We should probably wait until after the baby is born."
"You want to wait until she's born?"
"Well, I don't want to walk down the aisle 8 months pregnant," Rory told him and Logan chuckled at the mental image that gave him. "I'd rather wait until afterwards."
"We can do that," Logan assured her, "what about April?"
"April would be good," Rory said after a moment. "It'll give me time after she's born to get stronger and get into the swing of things and it's plenty of time to plan a wedding."
"April it is," Logan agreed and they sat back.
"I have to call my mom!" Rory exclaimed suddenly reaching out for the phone. "I can't believe I've waited this long."
"Why don't we go there," Logan suggested, "wouldn't you rather tell her in person."
"Great idea hon," Rory exclaimed, "Come on, let's go now."
Logan laughed as Rory pulled him up off the couch and they headed towards the parking garage for their car. Rory was smiling and playing with her ring the whole time they drove.
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"Sookie," Lorelai gushed, "This all looks amazing. You know you didn't have to do all of this, right?"
"I know," Sookie said not taking her eyes off the pot on the stove, "I just wanted to make sure our congratulations dinner was fantastic."
"I'm glad you and Jackson and the kids were able to come over tonight," Lorelai said, "I tried calling Rory but she didn't answer. Probably still at work."
"Does she like the new job?" Sookie asked.
"She loves it," Lorelai said as she bit into an apple, "She's doing really well there too."
"Good," Sookie commented, "where are Jackson and Luke?"
"The boys are admiring some of the house," Lorelai said with a laugh, "it has all the original fixings you know."
"Wow," Sookie said sarcastically. "I'm surprised you were able to get this house. I thought they had sold it."
"They had," Lorelai informed her, "but apparently the buyer backed out last minute and Luke swiped it up. Last Christmas."
"Last Christmas?" Sookie asked her curiosity peaked now.
"Yup," Lorelai confirmed and filled her in on the story. They were both in tears by the time she'd finished.
"I can't believe he bought it, even though you were married to someone else."
"I know," Lorelai said, "Sookie…"
"It's all in the past sweetie," she interrupted, "you can't let yourself dwell on it."
"I know," she replied, wringing her hands together, "I just wish, I wish I would have gone to you that night, not Chris."
"I understand sweetie," Sookie said, grabbing Lorelai into a hug. "Everything worked out though; you have to be happy about that."
"Oh, I am. There isn't anything in this world that would make me happier."
"Good," Sookie said with another squeeze. "Speaking of Chris, have you talked to him?"
"Not since Rory's graduation party," Lorelai said, "he was thinking about moving to France so that Gigi could be closer to her mom."
"Wow."
"Yup. I think Rory's talked to him some, but I don't know if he did move or whatnot," Lorelai told her. "Honestly Sook, I don't think I'll ever talk to him again."
"You know that's not possible right?"
"What do you mean?"
"Well, when Rory gets married he'll probably want to be there. You have to think about moments like that."
"I guess…"
"It'll be fine."
"Thanks Sook," Lorelai said, her mind wandering around for a bit. She was pulled from her thoughts when the door bell rang.
"Coming," she called and she went to open the door. The moment the door was opened the smallest crack Lorelai was toppled into a hug by her very enthusiastic oldest daughter. "Rory!"
"Hey mom!" Rory cried, her arms still wrapped tightly around her mother. Luke, Jackson, and Sookie all made their way to the foyer to find out what the commotion was and was greeted by squeals shared between the mother and daughter.
"Okay," Rory said after she calmed herself down. "Logan and I have an announcement to make."
Logan joined his now fiancé as four pairs of eyes waited patiently.
"We are getting married," Rory told them, sending another set of squeals in motion. The guys retreated to the garage for safety.
A/N: Another fun chapter done and here for your enjoyment! Song used is "Must Have Done Something Right" by Relient K. Love it! Please, please, please review. I'd like to have 10 reviews for this chapter, something I haven't had now in like 4 chapters. Please? Hope you liked it!
