Thank you guy so much for all the positive reviews and everything! I wrote most of this the day after the last chapter but decided it needed more, I just took a long time to get to the "more" part! My apologies!!

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-Pipsqueak66

Chapter Twenty-Two: Afterwards

They say that there are four feelings you go through at different times during pregnancy:

Excitement

Terror

Sadness

Regret

Sometimes there is a mixture of two or three of these feelings. This was one of those times. Everything went still, but I couldn't hear what Logan was saying. I was hoping that this was another dream, that the baby would be fine, that things would work out, that he/she/it was okay because if anything had happened in the accident, I would die.

"Ace, did you hear me?" Logan asked.

"What? Sorry, I blanked out."

"Ace," he paused "we're having twins!" My mind turned to fruit salad. I mean, one baby would be enough work, but two? Two babies running around, well, of course it would be a while till they could run around, but it would still be twice the work of one child.

"What?" I breathed and then I laughed and smiled "nice one, Logan. Very funny."

"I'm not joking, Ace," the look on his face proved that he wasn't.

"Are you kidding me? I can't do this! I mean, one kid, I guess so, but two?! I am not made for this, I can't, I just can't." Logan came over and sat by me.

"Ace, you can. And I'll be there, everything is going to be fine."

"But, we need money, and food, and some place to live, because frankly that apartment is going to get a little tight. We need food and clothes, and to pick out names. Do we want to know what gender? We need to buy furniture, and plan a wedding…"

"Ace, do you really want to think about that here, now?"

"Good point, let's go," I started to get up, but Logan pushed my shoulders back down.

"You can't leave yet, they want to make sure your okay."

"I'm fine," I didn't really feel fine, but I didn't want to stay in the hospital either. I wanted to go home, to think.

"No you're not, you need to stay here, so they can help you."

"You make me feel like I'm five," I murmured stubbornly. And at almost that exact moment a nurse walked into the room.

* * *

They let me leave the hospital two days later, but I had to stay in bed until I felt well enough to walk around. It reminded me of Logan after the Life and Death stunt he pulled with Finn and Colin.

I awoke to the sound of a blender. A blender? When did Logan every use a blender?

"Logan?" I called.

"No, it's me,"a girls voice responded.

"I can't believe you don't even know the voice of your best friend," Paris entered the room.

"Sorry, I'm kind of out of it."

"It's probably all of the medicines you're on!"

"Yeah," I murmured. "Where's Logan?"

"He's working, but as you did for him before he wanted someone looking after you." I didn't respond, I just smiled thinking about how much I love Logan.

Paris' phone rang from the kitchen and she went to answer it. The minute I realized she was talking to Doyle I began to miss Logan. Although, I would miss him every second I wasn't with him, there was something about this time that made me regret that I was injured in the first place. Epically, if he was sitting at work worrying about me. I tried to force myself to think otherwise, but it was more complicated then that. I knew that Logan would be worrying about me, because if it was him in my position then I would be doing the same thing.

Obviously, he wouldn't be pregnant as I am, but the injured part is enough.

I heard the front door close and Paris murmur something to Logan, I automatically sat up a little to see him walking towards me.

"Hey Ace."

"Hi," I placed my water back on the side table.

"How are you feeling?" Logan sat down next to me on the bed.

"Like I want to get up. How long do I have to stay in bed?"

"Rory, I'm not letting you get up yet." I sighed, sinking back into the pillow.

"You know I'm doing this because I love you," he gently placed his lips on mine and kissed me.

"Yeah, I know."

"Then don't worry, you're going to get better soon."

"Rory!" Paris came running into the bedroom area, "Rory! I got a job! I have to go! I'll call you later, OK?"

"Okay," I murmured and kissed Logan. He placed his hand on my now large stomach. "I love you."

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-pipsqueak66