AN – I do not own Gilmore Girls, just putting that out there.
Sorry it's taken me so long to update, I had a little trouble writing parts of this chapter.
~Rory POV~
It took three rings for Finn to pick up the phone. "Morgan," he answered with a rushed tone.
"Is it a birth defect of males in New England society to answer their phone with their last name in a clipped tone once they reach a certain age?" I asked, babbling.
"Little sister!" he exclaimed, not even bothering to answer my question.
"Now I'm offended that you sound excited to talk to her, but you never do for me," Logan said in an over exaggerated pout.
"Sorry mate, but you're not as pretty as your lovely Reporter Girl," Finn laughed. "Now I think that you mates have some news that you would like to share with your favorite Australian."
"Other than your parents you are the only Australian that we know, Finn," I said, trying to make him wait to hear out news.
"So that makes me your favorite, unless you want to hang out with my father. He's in a Julie Andrews faze. He walks around all day singing songs from The Sound of Music."
"Well it is a good movie," I replied, and started singing, "Rain drops on roses, and whiskers on kittens. Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens…"
"Love, for the love of alcohol, please stop," Finn interrupted. Logan and I just laughed at him. "Now quit teasing Finny and tell me if you're making me an uncle."
Logan just rolled his eyes at Finn. "Well you'll be happy to learn that you will be an uncle in just over six months," Logan finally answered.
"We found out today that I'm ten weeks pregnant," I added. "I'm due November 27th. Will you be here for Thanksgiving?" I asked knowing that he usually didn't celebrate Thanksgiving.
"Yeah, I'll be there. I'll come the week before and I'll stay until the baby is a month old, maybe longer. I have a few hotels that I could look into buying on the west coast," Finn replied, the last bit talking to himself more than us.
"Well, Ace and I will have to get your room all set up then. Especially since you'll be here in July as well. We should hopefully know the sex by the time you leave too," Logan said.
"I claim being godfather," Finn exclaimed all of a sudden.
"We'll think about it," I said, looking over at Logan to see him rolling his eyes. "Now we have other people to call, and I'm sure you have work that you need to be doing."
"Work, shmork. I like talking to you more," Finn joked. "But I'll let you call Granny, and then the parentals. Don't forget to call Steph and Colin."
"We won't. Now go work," Logan said.
"Sir, yes sir. Bye little sister. Mate," Finn added as an after thought
"Bye Finny. See you this weekend" I said, hanging up the phone. I looked over at Logan and just laughed. "He likes me better than you," I smirked.
"Rub it in Ace, rub it in," Logan said rolling his eyes at my obvious enjoyment of this. "I'm calling Granny."
"Okay, I'm calm," I smiled at him. He raised his eyebrows at me, "I'm calmer than I was," I amended, "now call Granny."
Granny answered after two rings, she must have been waiting for our call. "Rory, Logan. I've been waiting for you to call me. I'm not getting any younger you know." I guess she proved that thought correct.
"How do you do that Granny," I asked. "It could have just been one of us calling, how did you know the phone was on speaker."
"Now, now darling, I can't give away all my secrets. Now how far along are you?" she asked. Granny was worse than Grandma when she wanted to know something, especially if she knew part of the news but was missing details. She was ruthless then.
"Now Granny, you don't even know if Ace is pregnant or not," Logan said back, baiting Granny.
"Wipe that smirk off your face this instant young man. As to how I know, I was around Emily when she was pregnant with Lorelai and around Lorelai when she was pregnant with Rory, so I know how pregnant Gilmore's act and Rory is acting exactly like that."
"She's ten weeks Granny," Logan caved. It wasn't my Gilmore charms that he caved to all the time, it was the Hayden in me.
"We are actually coming to Hartford this weekend, and we were wondering if we could gather everyone together: you, dad and Gigi, grandma and grandpa, mom, and the Huntzburger's plus Honor and Josh," I told her.
"That's sounds like a good idea. Are you going to tell everyone then or are you going to call them and tell them and then ask them to meet for dinner. You are more than welcome to have it at my house," she added.
"I was actually thinking at the club, but your house might work out better." I thought about it for a second, a private area might be better for the yelling that was sure to happen with that many people who disliked each other all together. "Are you sure that everyone at your house would be fine?"
"I wouldn't have offered otherwise darling."
"Would Saturday evening work?" Logan asked.
"I'll tell the maid seven. Just call and let me know how many people are going to be there."
"As soon as we can Granny," I said.
"Now I'm sure that you have other people to call."
"Yes, a few," Logan laughed.
"Well then, I will see you this weekend. And remember to invite your friends, Finnegan, Stephanie and Colin. Goodbye Darling, Logan."
"Bye Granny," Logan and I said at the same time. We heard the click of the phone that signaled that Granny hung up. 'I guess that's the end of that conversation,' I laughed in my mind.
"Your grandmother is something else Ace."
"I know," I smiled. "Now who? Dad?"
"Yeah," Logan sighed. "He'll be the easiest of our parents."
"That's true. Why don't you text Finn real quick and tell him about dinner, I'm going to get something to drink, and then we'll call my dad."
"Grab me something too please Ace," Logan asked as I walked into the kitchen.
I grabbed a soda for Logan and poured me a glass of orange juice; it was becoming my favorite drink. I walked back into the living room, handed Logan his drink and sat down again. "Finn said he would be there, and he would drag Steph and Colin if he had to, honestly I don't think he will once you tall them our news," Logan said after taking a drink. "Ready to call Chris?"
"Nope, but we have to," I said, sighing. I slowly dialed dad's number.
"Hayden," he answered.
"I'm telling you it is a genetic effect in all New England society males Logan. You do the same thing unless you actually look at the caller id and see that it's me," I huffed, not actually acknowledging my dad.
"Ror, is that you kiddo?" dad asked.
"Sorry Chris, she is trying to figure out why all the guys she knows answer the phone with their last name," Logan explained.
"Ahh, well I don't actually know the answer to that. Now I was about to head into a meeting, so is there anything else I can do for you?" Chris asked.
'Just rip the band-aid off,' I thought. "Well dad, Logan and I have some news. We are getting married."
"That's great kiddo. I'm so happy for you."
"There's more. I'm also pregnant, ten weeks along," I added.
"Well that is unexpected news. As long as you're happy though, I can't complain," he said, and he actually sounded somewhat happy.
"We are coming back to Hartford this weekend. We want to get everyone together. Granny already said that we could have dinner at her house Saturday at seven," I was excited now, at least I had my dad on my side. Maybe mom would take it well too, I mean I was extremely happy, and she always said that as long as I was happy she was happy.
"I'll be there kiddo, but I've got to get back to work now. Gigi and I will see you this weekend. Logan I want you take care of my grandchild," he added and you could hear his smile.
"Will do Chris. Take care and we'll see you Saturday," Logan replied. He hung up the phone and said, "That was a lot easier than I thought it would be, a lot shorter too, especially since it's the end of the work day, why would he have a meeting?"
"I don't know why he is having a meeting now. That was easy though, let's just hope everyone else takes it as well," I added, hoping that his parents wouldn't put up to much of a fight about us. I knew that Mitchum had started to warm up to me, but now that Logan had left the company, I didn't know how he would react, and Shira had always been against me. Elias wasn't going to be a problem, that much I knew. Once he realized that I wasn't with Logan for anything other than the fact that I love him, Elias came and personally apologized to me. When he found out I was a Hayden, he claimed me as a second granddaughter, saying that since Strobe was gone I needed another grandfather.
"Maybe we should just wait until the dinner Saturday to tell your parents and my mom," I said, nervously.
"I want to agree with you Ace, but we need to tell them now. Think of what they would say if we waited to tell them," Logan said logically.
"I hate it when you're right. Fine but you can do all the talking with your parents," I added stubbornly.
Logan laughed and started dialing the number of doom, as he had so affectionately.
"Huntzburger residence," a maid answered.
"Yes this is Logan Huntzburger, may I speak with my mother or father please."
"One moment please mister Huntzburger," the maid said.
"Logan darling it is such a pleasure to hear from you," Shira answered a minute later.
"Mom, is dad at home," Logan said, I guess he wanted to get this over with as soon as possible too.
"Yes dear. I'll have him pick up his office phone," she said.
A minute later Mitchum picked up the phone, "Out of money already son." I really hated that Mitchum had no faith in his son, and I hated the fact that even though he knew it wouldn't happen Logan still wanted so type of acknowledgement as a son not an heir.
"No dad. I actually have some really great news." Logan was beaming as he said this looking over at me. "Firstly, I'll be in town this weekend, I was invited to dinner at Francine Hayden's house, and she told me to invite both of you as well."
"Oh Logan that is so wonderful," Shira cooed. "I hear that she has a granddaughter your age. Maybe she will help you move on from that gold-digger Gilmore."
"Now Shira, we both know that Rory and Logan haven't been apart that long, it would look bad if he jumped into a serious relationship right away," Mitchum interrupted.
"Actually, I am engaged to Francine's granddaughter. You've actually met her before, and I believe that you just called her a gold-digger," Logan said smugly.
"Now dear, I think I would know if that Gilmore was a Hayden. Her parents would have gotten married when she was born."
"Son, I researched Rory when you introduced her. None of her school records showed that she was a Hayden," Mitchum said haughtily.
"That's because they didn't start paying for anything having to do with school till my junior year at Yale. And you obviously aren't a very good reporter if you just checked my school records, because my birth certificate clearly states Lorelai Leigh Gilmore-Hayden the third, daughter of Lorelai Victoria Gilmore and Christopher Edward Hayden," I said, having enough of them putting me down. "Also I'll have you know, I looked over the last income report for both Gilmore Group and HPG, and my grandpa is worth more than you, plus the fact that my Great-Grandma Lorelai was worth billions, and we are in line for the crown in England, I would have to say that I am definitely not a gold-digger. I also know that Elias told you all this, so you must really not like me to know this, and still try and keep me and Logan apart, using that excuse. You must think that we don't communicate or anything because I told him this three years ago after dinner at your house, proving the fact that I wasn't a gold digger."
Logan just smiled at me, gave me a thumbs up, and asked, "So should I tell Frannie that you both will be at dinner Saturday?"
"Yes Logan we will be there," Mitchum said, sounding like he had the wind knocked out of him.
"Oh by the way we are also expecting our first child too," I added smiling.
"What!" both Mitchum and Shira yelled?
"Way to go Ace," Logan mumbled. "We are going to be having a baby in November. We want you to be a part of his or her life. I realize that we live on the other side of the country right now, but it won't be forever. I will still take over the company when dad decides to step down, but for right now I just want to write, not be in charge of everything."
"That's very mature of you Logan," Mitchum said, sounding calmer. "I'm sorry that I wasn't always the best father to you but I will try and make it up to your children. In fact, if you will let me, I would like to be at the hospital for the birth."
I looked over at Logan the same time he looked at me. He nodded and I answered, "That would be fine Mitchum, you and Shira are both welcome."
"That is very nice Rory," Shira said. She sounded like she meant it. But then again, she had had years to perfect her society voice so I couldn't be sure. "I would like to apologize for my earlier comments. I'm not just saying this because you are a Hayden either, but I have been very unfair to you. It's not that I don't like you, and I know that are with Logan because you love him, it is just hard to let go of your baby, you'll understand it better one day. I also knew the moment that he brought you to dinner that you were it for him. You are right we did know all that information, we didn't find out until we got a visit from Francine after that dinner, and by that point we thought it best that Logan find a society wife. We have changed our minds over the years, but you turning him down made us wonder what you were really after in your relationship with Logan. I may not have been the best mother, but I do love my children, and want them to be happy."
"Honor and I know, mom. That's why we still come and visit," Logan said smiling. He may not admit it, but I know how much he wants his parents to care about him.
"Well I must be going," Mitchum said. "If either of you need anything do not hesitate to call and ask, although from the look on my father's face at the moment, it will be him you call."
"We will dad, call you I mean," Logan said.
"Goodbye Logan, Rory," Shira said.
"Goodbye Shira. Logan and I will see you, Mitchum and Elias Saturday," I said and hung up the phone. I let out a sigh of relief. 'That went better than expected,' I thought.
"That went much better than expected," Logan said.
"That's just what I was thinking. Do you think they mean it though?" I was reluctant to really believe.
"Ya Ace, I think they did mean it. Mom is always asking Honor when she is going to make her a grandma. I think that they are very excited about becoming grandparents. And I believe what mom said, she would have no reason to lie about it after you put them in their place."
"Well that's good. And apparently Elias was listening too. I think he talked to Granny this morning though so he might have already known," I smirked.
"I wouldn't put it past grandpa. I bet he is just as excited as Granny. He was always asking me when he would be getting another Gilmore Girl in his life. I think he wants a granddaughter Ace," he added laughing.
"Laugh it up mister. Will you be able to handle two of us?"
Logan stuttered, "She won't date till she's thirty."
I just laughed at the look of shock on his face at the thought of what our daughter would look like and the fact that she would eventually want to date. I added to his shock by saying, "You know they say that girls tend to date men who remind them of their fathers. And you do have qualities that remind me of my dad at times."
"Oh god," he groaned, dropping his head into his hands. "Let's hope that this is a boy then, a protective older brother to scare all the boys off when I can't," he said rubbing my stomach. I smiled at the action.
"Let's call my mom now," I said after a few minutes, breaking the spell that we were under.
It was around seven o'clock on the east coast when we finally called mom. Logan and I decided to call the elder Gilmores first. They seemed a little upset at first, especially when I told them that Logan and I wouldn't be getting married until after the baby was born, Logan just raised an eyebrow questioningly at this. They were especially upset about the dinner at Granny's, but I told them that it would all be fine and that they would have the pleasure of making sure mom was there, so that meant picking her up, this seemed to excite them, and make me wonder what they were thinking.
Grandma and Grandpa slowly started to accept the idea of my pregnancy, but what really got grandma excited was that she was told before mom was. She promised not to call mom and tell her, or to tell her that she knew first, figuring that it would cause a fight, and she didn't want to do that and add stress to me. Her words were, "I understand that this is something you need to tell your mother, but she will not be very happy. I will not bring up the fact that I knew before her either. I think just her reaction will cause you enough stress and stress isn't good if you are pregnant.
Grandpa went on to say that they would help in any way and that he would be calling the lawyers in the morning to fix my trust funds. As they were now, I couldn't access them until my 25th birthday; he wanted them fixed so that I could access them on my 23rd, which was right before the baby would be born. When Logan and I got off the phone with them, they were sincerely happy for us and couldn't wait for their great-grandchildren, as they were expecting more than just the one we were having now.
Almost immediately after we hung up the phone with grandma and grandpa, I called mom. It took five rings for her to answer and out of breath, she said, "House of the Lorelai spinsters, this is the elder Lorelai speaking."
"Spinsters mom? Why is it plural?" I asked, irritated that she would say something like that.
"Mini me!" she exclaimed. "It is plural because we are both without men and I have decided that we do not need them. We have each other, and we can get cats, or another dog."
"We don't need men. You've decided, mom I'm almost 23, I think I can decide if I want or need a man or not," I was pissed now.
"Did you find a new boy toy already? Oooohh, where are you, what are you doing?"
"I'm in California and he's not new, or a boy toy, he is my fiancé."
"I thought I told you not to go to California. Rory, you need to stay away from Logan, I thought I decided this for you after you said no. Come home right now!" she demanded.
"Again I'm almost 23. You don't decide things for me anymore. Besides Logan and I will be in Hartford this weekend, but that isn't home any more, I am home. I'm with Logan and where ever he is, that is home for me," I said smiling at him.
"Damn it, NO! Rory that boy is no good. He wasted millions of dollars on a silly venture."
"No he took as risk on a business deal. Some would say that the Dragon Fly was a silly venture, his deal just happened to fall through, yours did not."
"That is completely different," I rolled my eyes at that statement, "He won't be able to support you and live the lifestyle he is used to, you will have to support him and I can have the trust Gran set up for you changed so you fifty before you are allowed access. I'm just glad she made me the executor," she added the last bit to herself.
"I have money," Logan said upset. I could see that this conversation was hurting him, but he didn't want to show it and add stress to me.
"You're wrong, Gran and grandpa changed the executor right before she died to grandpa. Now Logan and I will be in Hartford this weekend, everyone is getting together for dinner. Grandma and grandpa will pick you up at six Saturday evening, wear something appropriate." I just wanted this conversation to end and I hadn't even told her I was pregnant yet.
"I can drive myself you know," she spat, "but I'm guessing dinner is somewhere Huntzburger approved so I'll allow them to pick me up."
"I'm not really in the mood to fight with you. Logan and I are happy. We are getting married, and we are going to be having our first child. Why can't you be happy for me?
Logan spoke up then, "She doesn't need the added stress of fight with you Lorelai. We love each other and are getting married. I proposed before I knew she was pregnant, so that is not the reason we are getting married either." He added the last part, stopping that argument before it even started.
"So you're pregnant too. All the more reason for you to come home. Logan will just leave you anyway, just like your father."
"No I won't." "No he won't." Logan and I yelled at the same time.
"I'm not Christopher, and we aren't sixteen."
"You know nothing about dad. Dad and Granny Francine and Grandpa Strobe have been there for me since I was 16 years old. They love me and they told me the truth, that it was you that kept them away from me until that dinner when we met, and I had the guts to confront them after it. I guess you forgot to show me all the letters they sent me, or the clothes or anything else."
"It was for your own good. You don't want to be around those snotty society people. They will hurt you."
"Again I say I am almost 23, I decide who I want to be around. And those snotty society people aren't the ones hurting me, you are."
"Rory, this is nonsense. I will go to dinner this Saturday, then you and I will come home and we will discuss the options for your baby. I'm sure there are many couples that want to adopt."
"Now that is nonsense," I was crying now, she wanted me to get rid of my baby. "Logan and I love each other and our baby, neither of us would give our baby up."
"I'm sure I could convince Logan to give it up," she sounded smug now, and all I wanted to do was hit her. Logan looked at me, wondering what on earth my mom could possibly say to make her think that it would convince him to sign away his parental rights. We both had an idea of what was coming, but it didn't help, and we both knew it wasn't true. "All I would have to tell him as that his kid would end up resenting him like he resents his father."
I cried harder, while Logan looked even more furious than when his father had told me I didn't have 'it' and I decided to drop out of Yale. "I think you forgot that I am on the phone too Lorelai. Now we will see you Saturday. Goodbye," he hung up the phone and gathered me into his arms, calming both of us down in the process.
"You'll," hic, "be a," sniff, "great dad," I stuttered through my tears.
"Shhh Ace, don't cry, you'll make yourself sick. I know baby, I'm not going to be my father, one you won't let me and two this will be my child not my heir. I love you and I will love our children," he said soothingly, rocking us back and forth.
"I love you Logan," I said once I had gained control of my tears.
"I love you too Ace. Now are you up for one more call or do you want dinner first?"
"I was just going to text Steph. You could make dinner while I do that."
"How does spaghetti sound?"
"Amazing, with garlic bread. Make sure you make enough for leftovers. I'm sure this little one will be hungry later," I said patting my stomach.
With a slight peck he got up and said, "Will do Ace," while walking into the kitchen.
I grabbed my cell and scrolled to Steph's name and started texting her:
R: 10 wks prg. Hrtfrd this wknd. Din granny sat 7.
S: 10 wks ahh mias wed. Colin & I b there.
R: Thx Steph.
S: evry1 take it ok?
R: not mom
S: wed or prg?
R: both, more prg than wed
S: I take it she said smethng dumb
R: demanded me 2 come home
S: Logan is ur home
R: compared Logan 2 dad
S: as if + u guys not 16
R: said many ppl lookin to adopt
S: OMG, that like askin her to have put u up 4 adoption
R: I no. finally said kid will resent Logan
S: like Logan and the dark lord, that harsh
R: my thkin exactly. Logan hung up on her
S: good 4 him. she be there sat?
R: Ya, dont know it grannys though
S: we'll b there early 2 c that
R: Colin said he'll come?
S: ya, he happy 4 u 2 also
R: good, this baby needs it aunt Steph and Uncle Colin
S: ;( Colin wants to know when due
R: Nov 27
S: we'll b there
R: lol, so will Finn, and the haydens and the huntzburgerz
S: Shira and mitchum?
R: they want grandchildren, and like me now I guess. Idk
S: I bet. So we n hotel or house?
R: house, we have rooms 4 u & Colin & Finn. Once we get furniture
S: Ya Logan said it was bare
R: Ya guess he didnt want to live here wout me
S: he didnt he was askin 4 time off 2 come find u and beg u 2 take him back
"Dinner's ready," Logan yelled from the kitchen.
R: g2g, food ready. Conference l8r all 5 of us tell Finn 10 ur time
S: will do ttyl
R: bye
"Colin and Steph are happy for us," I said walking into the kitchen and sitting at the table.
"I figured as much, with all that giggling going on, now eat," he said placing a big plate full in front of me.
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