A/N: Hey guys. I know that it's been a while since I've updated this story. I've been working on this story for two years. It was my very first story. I guess that you could say that it's my baby. I recently decided that I want to start trying to get some of my stories finished up, even though I'm always getting new ideas for new stories. My brain never shuts off. I hope that you guys enjoy this chapter, I've been working on it all weekend.
Chapter 12
Rory POV
When I got to Hartford, I headed straight for the house. I knew that Dad would be heading home soon and that he would take a look at the contract for me. When I got to the house, I walked into the living room, to find Mom stretched out on the couch. "Hey Mom." I said as I sat down across from her on the other couch.
"Hi sweets. What's going on?" She said.
"Well, Mitchum offered me a job." I said as Esmeralda brought me out a cup of coffee. I smiled at her.
"A job? Doing what?" She asked.
I took a drink of my coffee. "He wants me to help rebrand the publishing side of HPG. Said that if I help him rebrand it and work part time, then when Logan and I get married it'll be mine and Logan will run the media side." I tell her. "So he gave me a contract to have Dad look at."
"Wow. What's Logan say about it?" Mom asked.
"You know Logan. He thinks that Mitchum has ulterior motives." I say. Mom and I hear the front door open and close knowing that Dad was home. A minute or two later, he walks into the living room. He walks behind the couch and kisses the top of Mom's head. "Hi Dad." I say.
"Hey kiddo. You bring the contract?" He said.
"Yeah." I said, pointing to the envelope on the coffee table.
"Okay, let me change and I'll take a look at it." Dad said and I nodded.
While Dad was looking over the contract, I went up to my room and changed clothes. I looked at my phone, realizing that I hadn't heard from Logan all day. I sat on my bed, and dialed Logan's number. "Hi babe." He said when he answered.
"Hey, I walked upstairs at my parents house to my room and I realized that I hadn't heard from you all day." I said.
"Yeah, sorry it's been a busy day." He said.
"I'm sorry. Any idea when you'll be home?" I asked him.
"Hopefully tomorrow. But I won't know until I get to the office." He said.
"Your not at the office now?" I asked.
"Babe it's almost ten o'clock." Logan said.
"Sorry babe. It's been a long day. Steph and Colin got into another fight and Finn showed up at the paper wanting me to go pub crawling." I told him.
"God. At least you didn't go. What were Steph and Colin fighting about?"
I couldn't tell him that it was about it birthday. "Just some party that Steph wanted to go to and Colin didn't." I said, lying.
"Sounds like you've had an eventful day." Logan said.
"Yeah, so you'll call me tomorrow after figure out what your day is looking like?" I asked.
"Absolutely. Love you." Logan said.
"Love you too." I said before hanging up. I headed back downstairs to see what Dad thought about the contract. Dad said that he didn't see a problem with the contract. I signed it and he said that he would fax it to Mitchum for me. I told him that I would appreciate it. I told them that as much as I loved spending time with them, that I wanted to get back to New Haven. Dad knew that I was hoping that Logan would be home tomorrow and that I wanted to be there when he did. They understood and the next thing I knew I was on the highway headed back to Yale.
When I got back to New Haven, I stopped at Hector's and picked up a bag of tacos before heading to the apartment. I walked into the apartment ready to curl up on the couch with my tacos and watch Netflix. "What're you doing here?" I asked completely surprised.
"Happy to see me?"
I sat the bag of tacos on the table and wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him. "You lied to me." I said, hitting his chest.
"I wanted to surprise you." He said.
I leaned up and kissed him again. "Well I'm very glad that you did. I missed you." I said, as he sat down on the couch and pulled me into his lap. "I'm so happy that your home.
"Trust me, I'm happy to be home." Logan said. "So, tacos?"
I grabbed the bag of tacos off the table and hand him one. "So, I decided to take your Dad up on his job offer." I told Logan as I grabbed a taco for myself.
"Really?" He asked.
"Yeah, Dad took a look at the contract and he said that it's not a bad offer. I help your Dad rebrand the publishing side of HPG and work part time." I said, taking a bite of my taco.
"That's it?" Logan asked, raising an eyebrow at me.
"Well…"
"What?"
"Well, the other end of it is that when we get married it would be mine while you took over the media side." I said.
"Rory."
"Logan, look it's a good thing. It would allow me to do what I love while also allowing me to do what I want to do which is write. You know this." I say.
"Your right, I do know this. I just don't think that it's a good idea for you to work for my father."
"Logan, please don't overthink this. I want to do this." I said.
"Your sure?" He asked.
"Positive."
Logan and I spent the rest of the weekend in the apartment. We had spent so much time apart since school had started back that we just wanted a weekend just the two of us.
Logan POV
The next couple of weeks were busy. Thank god my Dad wasn't sending me out of town anytime soon. My birthday was coming up and all I wanted to do was stay locked away in the apartment with Rory. Unfortunately, that wasn't going to happen. My parents were throwing me a big society birthday party. Rory was shopping with Steph for a dress to this party. I had managed to get away from Doyle long enough to escape the newsroom. I was sitting at the pub, when Colin and Finn joined me.
"Why so sad man?" Colin asked me.
"It's my mother. She's gone completely overboard." I said.
"And this surprises you?" Finn asked.
"Not really it's just…She's roped Rory into helping and I…I don't know. My Dad's got her working at HPG part-time, she's taking a full course load and side from all of that she's been back and forth between here and Hartford, because Lorelai is due any day." I told them.
"Stressed much?" Colin asked me.
I finished my drink. "Just a little." I said.
"How do you feel about her working for your Dad?"
"I don't know man, I mean I know that it's like her dream job and all but…my dad? I mean you know how he is. You can't trust him. I just wish that she hadn't decided to go into business with him. It's like making a deal with the devil." I said.
"Glad to know that you don't trust my judgement."
I turned around and saw Rory and Steph standing behind me. "Ror…" She turned around and walked right out of the pub.
"You're an idiot sometimes." Steph said and followed Rory.
Ten minutes later I'm walking into the apartment. I expected to find her sitting on the couch. She wasn't there. I walked into our bedroom, thinking that she was there. Nothing. Where was she?
Rory POV
I couldn't believe him. He didn't trust my judgement. When Steph and I walked out of the pub and got back in my car. I headed toward the highway.
"Ror, do you really think that running away to Hartford is the best thing right now?" Steph asked me.
"Steph, I can't be around him right now and I can't go to the apartment. That's the first place that he will look. So that only leaves one option. Besides I need to check on my mom." I told her. Right as a got on the highway, my phone started ringing. I looked at it. Logan. Nope. And I sent it to voicemail. He kept calling the whole way to Hartford.
When Steph and I walked into my childhood home, I went to the living room where I was sure to find my Mom. Nothing. "Mom?" Where was she? "Check upstairs." I told Steph. I pulled my cell phone out of my pocket and called my mom's cell. Straight to voicemail.
"Found her." I heard Steph yell from upstairs.
I took off running upstairs to find her. She was in G's room. She was passed out on G's bed. I walked over and kneeled beside the bed. I gently waked her up. "Mom?" I said.
"Ror? Stephanie? What're you guys doing here?" Mom asked us.
"Logan and I are fighting so I came to check on you." I told her. "When you weren't downstairs, I got worried."
"Oh sweets. I'm okay." Steph and I helped her sit up. "Now, what happened with Logan?" I told her what happened and how it felt. "Oh sweets. I'm sure that he didn't mean it. Logan loves you. You know this."
"Yeah I know. It just hurt to hear him say it, you know?" I said.
"I know. If I had left every time that your father had a fight…well we probably wouldn't be about to have twins." Mom said.
"Ok gross Mom."
"Look, go back to Yale, talk to him. If I need anything, I'll call you. Your Dad's supposed to be back tomorrow." Mom said.
"Okay Mom, thanks." I said.
When Steph and I got back to New Haven, she had me drop her off at Colin's. She said that me and Logan needed time to talk this out. When I walked into the apartment, Logan was sitting on the couch. "Hi." I said.
"I thought you'd left." Logan said.
"In a way I did. I went to check on my Mom." I said, sitting my keys on the table. I walked over to the couch and sat beside him. "Logan, what was that earlier? I mean, you knew that when we got married, that your Dad wanted the both of us to take over HPG. This is his way of doing that. He knows that I have an interest in publishing."
"It's not that Ror. It's the fact that I don't trust my dad. I didn't mean to sound like I don't trust your judgement.."
"But that's exactly how it came out, Logan." I said, getting up and walking to the kitchen. I needed coffee. I started the coffee pot. "It's one thing if you don't want to trust your dad, but it's a whole other issue if you don't trust me." I turned around and saw that he had been standing behind me.
He closed the distance between us and wrapped his arms around my waist. "Ror, I'm sorry." He said.
"Logan, I'm exhausted. Between classes and working for your Dad…to checking on my Mom because Dad's traveling before Mom has the boys…I'm just overall exhausted." I said, laying my forehead against his chest.
"I know Rory. Maybe we could go to New York this weekend after the big fancy party, my mother is throwing in my honor." He said.
"I can't." I said. Colin was gonna kill me. Logan looked at me confused. "I can, you can't."
"What're you talking about?" He asked.
"You gotta promise not to tell Colin." He nodded. "After the party at your parents house, the boys are whisking you away for the weekend." I told him.
"Your not coming?" He asked.
"Mom's due this Saturday. I gotta be here. Besides Colin said that it was a boys only weekend." I told him.
"And why does it have to be this weekend?"
"It's Colin's birthday present to you." I said.
I heard the coffee maker and Logan let me go so that I could fix us both a cup. "Rory, do you forgive me about earlier?" He asked.
I turned to hand him his coffee. "Logan, I love you too much to not forgive you." I said.
Logan and I were asleep when suddenly I was woken up by the phone. I reached over to the night stand and answered the phone. "Hello?" I said.
"Ror." It was my Dad.
"Dad?" I said. I leaned up and looked at my alarm clock. "Dad, it's like 4 o'clock in the morning." I said.
"I know and I'm sorry kid, but I came home early to surprise your mom and well…" Dad said.
I sat up in my bed. "Tell me you did not send her into labor?" I asked.
"Afraid so kiddo." He said. "Can you come?"
"Yeah. I'll be there as soon as I can." I said and hung up. I got up and walked over to the closet and changed into a pair of blue jeans and a t-shirt. I grabbed my Yale sweatshirt and put it on.
"Who was that?"
"My dad. Mom went into labor. I gotta go to the hospital." I said.
"I'm getting up." Logan said.
"Just throw your sweats on. I'll stop and get us coffee." I told Logan kissing his cheek.
He got up and walked over to his dresser, pulling his sweats out and putting them on. "And bagels." He said.
"Sure thing babe." I said.
Ten minutes later, Logan and I were in the car going through a Dunk'n Donuts drive thru. I got Logan his bagels and I got doughnuts for the rest of us. When we got to the hospital, Logan and I made our way up to the labor and delivery floor where we were greeted by my grandparents. "Grandma, Grandpa." I said, sitting the boxes of doughnuts on an end table.
"Rory, hello dear. Your father called you?" Grandma Francine asked me.
"Yes, Grandma he did. Has anyone called Grandma Emily or Grandpa Richard?" I asked.
"Yes, your father had me call them. Their in Europe. Their trying to get a flight back as soon as they can." Grandma said.
"Okay. Um. I need to find Dad." I said.
"Room 1303." Grandma said.
I nodded at Grandma. I turned to Logan. "Wait here, babe." I said.
"No worries. I have my bagel." Logan said.
"Oh your so tired honey." I told him. I headed off down the hallway. I poked my headed in the doorway that Grandma had told me and they weren't there. I walked over to the nurses' station. "Excuse?" The nurse looked up at me. "I'm looking for my mother. My father called me." I told her.
"Name?"
"Lorelai Gilmore-Hayden." I told her.
"They've taken her for an emergency C-section. Have a seat out in the waiting room. When they come back I'll let your father know." The nurse said.
"Thank you." I said. I made my way back to the waiting room, where Grandma Francine and Grandpa Straub, Logan and now Steph was waiting. Logan must have called her.
I just stood the there. It was like I was frozen. "Ror?" I heard Logan say, causing Grandma took notice me standing there.
Grandma stood up and walked over to me. "Rory? What is it dear?" She asked me.
"They took Mom for an emergency C-section. They weren't in the room." I told her as she led me to a chair beside her.
"Oh, sweetheart. That's not that uncommon with twins." Grandma said.
I nod. "Your sure Grandma?"
She nods. "Of course. Now, sit and relax. Your father will come and get us when their done and situated." She said, causing me to cozy up next to Logan.
A few hours later, I looked up and saw my Dad walking toward us. I nudge Grandma and she looked up from her conversation with Grandpa. "Their here." That was all that Dad said.