Author's note:

I'm sorry for the delay with this chapter. I promise I will try to do better. Anyway, I really hope you like it. BTW, I realized the other day, while I was rewatching the fifth season, episode three, where Logan and Rory first meet, is called "Written in the stars". I don't know about you, but I'm choosing to look at it as a sign that those two are simply just meant to be!

A few hours later I woke up, still wrapped up safely in Logan's arms. I opened my eyes and his loving gaze met mine. He was lazily running a hand up and down my back. I sighed in delight, wrapped my hands tighter around his body, and brought myself closer to him. I tucked my head into the crook of his neck and kissed it.

'Good morning, Ace.' Logan murmured in my ear. I smiled and started placing a trail of kisses from one side of his neck to the other, then up his jaw line until I reached his mouth. There I planted a big, mushy kiss I ended with a very loud "muah". The whole hearted laugh that erupted from Logan's chest, filled up my own heart with childish joy.

'Good morning, babe.' The size of the smile plastered on my face was ridiculous. 'What time is it?' I asked him.

'Around ten-thirty.' Logan answered with a shrug in his shoulders.

'Ten-thirty?' I shrieked in surprise. I never slept that much. And neither did Logan. At least not in the last ten years. When we were in college, he loved to sleep in.

'Yeah.' He just said, like he had no care in the world.

'Aren't you supposed to be at work? The whole world domination and stuff. Isn't that what a business mogul like yourself is supposed to do with his days, and not just lie around almost completely naked all day?' I teased him with a smile. Logan frowned at me, but that just made my smile even bigger.

'You're mocking me.' He stated.

'A little.' I answered with a laugh.

'And here I thought I was being romantic, spending the morning with you. To be honest my plan was to spend the entire day, but as it seems you want to get rid of me, so I'll just get going.' He pulled of the covers and started to get out of bed.

'No.' I said a little louder than necessary, and jumped on Logan to stop him. I wrapped my arms and legs around him, and pulled him back in bed. He laughed and wrapped his hands around my body. 'You're not going anywhere!' I pressed myself harder into his body.

'Mmm, not if you keep doing that I won't.' Logan said, while pressing a certain lower half of his body to mine, to illustrate the meaning of his words.

'Is that so?' I asked, fully aware of where this was going. And to put it mildly, I couldn't wait to get my hands on him.

'Yes.' His voice had taken on that husky tone, that always drives me crazy. I looked into his eyes. They were burning with passion, and I got lost in them.

Logan looked into my eyes for a second longer, like he was waiting for some kind of confirmation. Whatever he found in there, is seemed to do it for him. In a moment his mouth was on mine and his hands were roaming all over my body. I felt him shift onto his back. I climbed on top of him. His hands went under my shirt, caressing my bare back. It felt as if he was leaving a trail of fire. I let my hand go from his upper arms, through his shoulders and neck, all the way up to his face. I used my grip on him to pull Logan up with me, until he was sitting on the bed, rather than lying on it. I wrapped my legs around his torso. My hands started to travel down his back, and I felt his at the hem of my shirt. He started pulling it up. Our kiss broke just for that fraction of a second that he needed to pull my head out. His lips reclaimed mine, he tossed the shirt aside and I felt his fingers bury themselves in my hair. We were both naked from the waist up now. Both of us had only a pair of underwear left on our bodies. I felt him starting to move. One of his hands wrapping more firmly around my waist, while he used the other one to flip us and place my back onto the mattress. In a second I felt his fingers move under the elastic of my panties. I mimicked his move, wanting to get rid of the last thing left that was separating us. The last thing I remember, before our bodies became one, was the light thump our undergarments made, when they hit the floor.

A few hours later I was lying on top of Logan's chest, and drawing lazy patterns on him with my fingers. Neither of us was asleep, but we didn't talk either. We felt comfortable in the silence, although we had much to talk about. But there was time for that. Now, however, it was time for us to get something to eat, because I haven't had any food since lunch yesterday. The candy doesn't count.

'I'm starving.' I little wine, could have been detected in my voice.

'I'm surprised it took you this long.' Logan laughed. 'I expected you to go on a hunt for pancakes hours ago.' I hit his chest playfully.

'Well, I'm going on a hunt now. But for a steak, or a cheeseburger. Yeah, a cheeseburger, with fries, and lots of ketchup.' I could almost smell it. I half worried that after last night I wouldn't want to see food ever again, but that didn't seem to be the case. I could imagine that cheeseburger, and I wanted it. With passion.

'How about you call the front desk, and get us a table at the restaurant, and then have a shower with me before lunch?' He asked, and then kissed me.

'Sounds like a plan.' I smiled at him and reached behind me, for the phone on the bedside table.

'Good afternoon, Miss Gilmore. What can I do for you?' The girl at the front desk asked, after she answered right on the first ring. I just loved five-star hotel service.

'Good afternoon. Would it be possible to get a table for two at the restaurant, in about an hour?' I asked.

'Certainly.' The girl assured me. 'When should I tell them to expect you?' I looked at the clock. It was a few minutes past twelve. I thought about the shower Logan wanted us to take and the time that it would take us to put some clothes on, and figured that hour and a half would have to do.

'Would one-thirty work?'

'Absolutely. I'll let them know.'

'Thank you.' I said and hung up. I turned to Logan and went back into his waiting open arms. I wrapped my arm around his neck and kissed him. 'So, how about that shower?' I asked when we broke our kiss. And I didn't need to ask about that shower twice. In one quick move he was on his feet, with me wrapped around his body like a monkey. I started laughing, as he walked towards the bathroom. He silenced me with a kiss and closed the bathroom door with a kick.

We got down to the restaurant a little after one-thirty. What can I say? The shower took longer than I originally thought. But the hostess didn't seem to mind us being late so much. She was polite and smiley, and lead us to our table right away. The waiter came and got our order. I ordered that cheeseburger I was dreaming about, and Logan got himself a salad. His healthy eating habits never seized to amaze me. Logan got himself a glass of wine, while I drank the only cup of coffee I was allowed to have. When I went to Dr. Rose I didn't get to the ultrasound, but I made damn sure that what I've heard about having one cup of regular coffee a day while pregnant was true. I just can't make it caffeine free for nine months. Nope, I just didn't have that kind of strength in me.

'Should we talk now?' Logan asked me, after waiting until I've gotten my first sip of the heavenly liquid. God bless him for that. He was smiling at me, but his eyes were serious.

'Yeah, I think we should.' I smiled at him, and put my cup down. 'So…' I trailed.

'So…' He repeated.

'What now?' I asked

'I'm not sure. What do you want?' I really loved him this moment. He reminded me once again how selfless he's always been when it came to me. Always putting me first.

'I really want to be close to my family for this. I really think that it's important for us to have a support system that we can rely on. But I'm not going to make you, or even ask you to leave your job because of me. As long as I have you, I can do this. Living in the states is just a perk.' I smiled at him and he smiled back. Logan outstretched his hand across the table and I placed mine in his.

'I can't make the move right now, but it's totally doable. I need to finish up a few things here, but I can start the process for me to transfer to the New York headquarters. It's going to take a while, but I think that in about three months, four tops I can make that move.' He was in a full on planning mode.

'Logan, no. I don't want you to change your entire life just because I want to be close to my mom.' I shook my head. Then a thought popped up and I laughed. 'I think I'm changing it enough as it is.' He joined in, but in a moment he was serious again.

'Ace, this is not burden for me. You, the baby. You're not something that is going to turn my life around in the bad sense of it. You two are going to rock it. In the best way possible. I can't possibly be happier that we are back together. And sure, Baby Ace was a surprise, but a very good one.' He was giving me his loving smile, and I was crying. In a five-star restaurant, nonetheless. Damn that man that can turn me into a mushy ball of feelings, and damn those hormones that intensified them times ten. And still, even though the tears were coming down my face, I couldn't keep the smile off my face. 'And did it ever cross your mind that maybe I want to move back home too.' Logan continued. 'You're not the only one with family there, you know.' I let out a chuckle. 'Honor is there. The boys too. And I would really like for them to be a part of this. Us having a baby. Honor is going to be so happy.' I nodded. Yeah, she was.

Honor and Josh were still married and lived in Hartford with their two boys. She and I kept in touch, and I've seen her a few times over the years. Even more so the last two, after Logan and I started seeing each other again. Honor was one of the few people that knew about us. I knew that she hated the distance between her and Logan. She was used to them living if not in the same town, at least in the same state. And Logan being on the other side of the ocean was taking its toll on her. If Logan moved back home, she would be over the moon. And when she finds out that we are back together and pregnant, I fully expect for her squeals of joy to be heard across the ocean, here in London. For some reason she always liked me, unlike her parents, and I could safely say that the feeling was mutual.

'And you know the boys are going to flip, right?' Logan's voice pulled me out of my head and back in the present with him. His loving smile was replaced by his happy one.

'About us getting back together, or about the baby?' I asked. I really didn't know the right answer to that question. Yeah, the boys were definitely going to flip, like Logan put it, but I had no idea which one was going to exhilarate them more.

'Both.' Logan just said and laughed. I laughed with him. I guess that was an accurate assumption.

The waiter brought our food and Logan let go of my hand. We talked about this and that while we ate. Nothing much. Just a light conversation about journalism, authors, a little politics. It was nice. It felt just like old times. I told him all about mom and Luke's wedding. He laughed so hard when I told him that Taylor was still looking for the cold-blooded criminals that used Stars Hollow as a golf course. He even stole a bite of my cheeseburger and a few of my fries. I almost slapped his hand when he reached into my plate, but he was breaking my heart with that salad of his and I was in a good mood, so I let it slide.

'When can we go and do a checkup? I really want to see the baby. Maybe hear the heartbeat. I know from Honor that the heartbeat can't always be heard on the first appointment.' I loved how excited he was about this. His eyes were shining, and he had the most magical smile on his face. He looked like a kid on a Christmas morning.

'I'm not really familiar with the OBs in London.' I laughed. 'Maybe I can do a research. You know, find who the good ones are, and then…'

'Do a pro/con list?' He interrupted me with a mischievous smile. He was looking down at his plate, not looking me in the eyes. I knew he was trying not to laugh.

'Do not mock my pro/con list.' I said. I wanted to sound serious, but I just couldn't keep a straight face. I laughed.

'I'm not mocking.' He laughed with me. 'I'll tell you what. I am supposed to fly home tomorrow night. I have some business to deal with in New York, and the boys wanted to have a night out. Why don't we fly together, we'll meet with the boys, surprise them, and then we can go and do a checkup with Dr. Rose. That sound good?' I liked that plan.

'That sounds perfect, actually.' I smiled excitedly. A thought popped up in my head. 'Hey, how would you feel about going to Nantucket to see my grandma? I really want to tell her I'm pregnant in person. You totally don't have to come with me by the way, if you don't want to.' I looked at him, awaiting his answer.

'No, I want to. I'll come with you.' I beamed at him. 'I told you. I'm in. Whatever, whenever. I'm here for you.' God, I loved that man. With every single fiber of my being. And I wanted everybody to know that. Mostly him, but I didn't say a word. I just got up from my chair and leaned over the table to place a sweet kiss onto his lips. When I returned to my seat, he smiled at me. 'What do you say we get out of here and go for a little walk around town?' He asked me.

'I say, let's go.'

We were walking around St. James Park along the lake, hand in hand. It was beautiful. The trees were all in that golden red autumn colors. We kept the conversation light. Before we walked into the park Logan took me to that chocolate shop I found the day before. He was feeding me sweets in regular intervals. He was so sweet when he was making sure to keep my blood sugar level from going dangerously low. However, we just couldn't not address the elephant in the room that was his family. I strongly believed that they would be against us being back together. And more importantly, I strongly believed that they wouldn't be thrilled when they find out that Logan and I are having a baby. And I was nervous to put it mildly.

'What do you think they're going to say?' I asked Logan, not really looking forward to his answer. I already had a pretty good idea in my head what his family's opinion is going to be. And it wasn't nice.

'I doubt that it will be that much a problem.' He said with a shrug. 'But to be honest, I don't care. I'm happy, and my family stopped having the right to have a say in my private life a long time ago.' He stated simply. Ok, I wasn't expecting that. It took me by surprise.

'But what about their "dynastic plan"? I doubt they were happy about you breaking up your engagement. I thought Odette was their choice for you?' I inquired quietly, looking down at my feet.

'She was.' He nodded, but then he thought about it. 'Kind of.'

'How come?' I knew that it was probably none of my business, but I couldn't help myself.

'Odette and I met at one of my family's parties. Our parents have been friends for years. They introduced us and I guess you could say that we liked each other. We went out a few times, when you weren't in town.' I frowned, and he noticed. 'Are you sure you want to hear this?' He stopped and turned to look at me. I thought about for a second.

'Yeah, it's fine. Go on.' I smiled to be more convincing. He studied me for a few seconds, just to be sure.

'Ok.' He nodded eventually. We resumed our walk. 'Our parents noticed that we were spending time together, and when we went to another gathering that both of our families were attending, I guess they got excited. Thought there was something more between us. Honestly we were never nothing more than friends. With a few benefits on occasion. We were having a good time. Odette is a nice girl. She's fun and we have a lot in common.'

'Then why didn't it work out between you two?' I was genuinely curious. Don't get me wrong, I was happy they didn't work out, I was just interested to know why?

'Because there was never a spark between us. When you and I met it was fireworks all over the place.'

'Oh, come on! You didn't even remember me.' I reminded him with a laugh.

'Ok, fair enough. But I remembered you the second time, you gotta give me that. And admit it. We had a spark. We've always had one!' I looked at him. He was smirking at me. I held his gaze for a few moments, grinning.

'Alright, I concede. Continue.' His smile of triumph was ridiculous. Man, boys really did like winning.

'Since we were spending a lot of time together, there were a lot of pictures of us in the tabloids.' I knew that. All too well. Every time I saw a picture of them together, I got green with jealousy. Not that I ever admitted it to myself, let alone to Logan. 'Our parents started nagging about us getting married. And it got old pretty soon, as you can imagine. I guess we just wanted them to shut up and leave us alone. Neither one of us really wanted it, but it seemed like a good idea. Our families loved it. Both of the interested parties were getting everything they ever dreamed of for their legacy. Everyone was happy, except "the happy couple". We kept it up for a while, but after New Hampshire I knew I couldn't do it anymore. I swear, when I told Odette that I didn't want this, I could literally see the weight being lifted from her shoulders. She never wanted that marriage, but she was such a daddy's girl, she wanted to please her father. I told my dad the next day, after we broke up. He said that our marriage would have been a good thing, where the family was concerned. But he also said that if I wasn't feeling it, he wasn't going to make me do it. I quote: "You're a grown ass man Logan. Who am I to tell you how to live your personal life? As long as you take your business responsibilities seriously and eventually produce an heir, I'm fine with it.'

'Wow.' I was stunned. Logan chuckled at my expression. I never would have expected that from Mitchum. 'Things between you two, surely have changed.' I said.

'When he came to ask me to come back and work for the family, I set very firm rules, about the family sticking their noses where they didn't belong.' I laughed and he joined. 'Though, he did ask me to pick someone with at least half a brain. He said he didn't want an idiot to run the company one day. I guess I did well on that account.' He turned to me and smiled. I smiled back and leaned in for a quick kiss. 'My mother on the other hand, completely lost her mind. Went on and on about all the cancellations she would have to make, and the press realizes she would have to put out. And "all the shame" she would have to endure, because her only son broke up his engagement, so close to the wedding.' Logan started laughing. 'I honestly had no idea what she was talking about, because Odette and I hadn't even picked out a date yet. Since neither of us wanted to get married, we avoided doing it.' I didn't know what to say, so we just walked in silence for a few minutes.

After that we went back to talking about sweet nothings. Soon it started to get dark and colder, so Logan put an arm around my shoulders and we walked out of the park. His car came to pick us up and we went to his place, so he could grab some clothes and other stuff he needed for our trip back home. He insisted to stop by a convenience store to get some saltines and ginger ale. Apparently, Honor swore by it when she was pregnant and having morning sickness, or in my case evening sickness. And apparently London, or at least the store that we went to, wasn't big on ginger, so we just got the saltines. Turned out they didn't help. After we got everything we went to have dinner at the Hard Rock Café. An all-time favorite of mine. Dinner was beyond delicious. Too bad I couldn't keep it down. After dinner Logan and I got back to my hotel. Everything was perfect. We took another shower together then we spent a few hours enjoying each other's company in bed, and I fell asleep in his arms. So far so good, until I woke up in the middle of the night not feeling so good. Last night kind of repeated itself with me on the bathroom floor and Logan's soothing hands trying to make it all better. At some point I Logan tried to feed me some of the saltines. Just the thought of putting anything in my stomach made me sick, so he quickly gave up on the idea. After a few hours spent in the bathroom once again, the last thing I remember before I passed out was Logan putting me back into bed and bringing me close to his chest. I heard him whisper something, but by then I was so far gone I couldn't determine if he really said that, or it was just my imagination. Whatever it was though, it sounded really close to "I love you, Ace.'

So, what do you think? Next up, we see the boys. And I gotta tell ya, I'm a sucker for Finn. Which is why I have this idea for a storyline for him. Something about him finally finding his read head (not Rosemary). Let me know if this is something you would be interested in reading, so I can start working on including it in the story. Have a great week everyone! :)