A/N: Okay, so like I've said before… I really enjoy reading the reviews that you guys write. This morning, I'm reading the reviews and I see that someone suggested that I write a one-shot from Bobbie's POV. I had never even thought about that. So, this One-shot takes place after the scene in ROGAN 2, when Bobbie shows up to tell Rory that she's pregnant and then Rory and Finn show up at Logan's when Rory's drunk. So here's a one-shot from Bobbie's POV.

I can't believe you

I couldn't believe that this was happening. Logan told me that when he had gone to see Rory to let her know that we were in town and he was supposed to tell her that I was pregnant so that it wouldn't be a surprise. I mean, it's not like I intended to get pregnant, it just sort of happened. I mean I hadn't intended on having an affair with Logan to begin with…I had only meant to be a friend to him because we were both lonely at the time, but things happened. When Logan had come home from talking to Rory, he immediately started drinking. He didn't talk about how it had gone when he saw Rory. When I asked him if he told her the only thing he said was that he did.

I knew that Rory and I needed to clear the air and obviously Logan wasn't going to tell Rory big news that she would obviously hear in the paper or even in Hartford. So, I did what I thought was best. I went over to Rory's job and waited for her by her car. When she came out after work, I asked her if we could talk. We headed over to a nearby pub because she said that they had really good coffee. As I drove over to the pub, I suddenly felt really nervous and contemplated just heading back to Hartford…but I didn't.

When I told Rory that I was pregnant and that we were getting married, I saw a look of hurt on her face. It was clear that Logan hadn't told her that I was pregnant. Rory asked the waitress for a bottle of liquor and I took that as my cue to leave. On the drive home, I was completely furious with Logan. I couldn't believe that he had done this, but then again I could. I mean, the entire time that I had known Logan all I had heard about was how much he loved Rory. When he came to London after she gave him the divorce papers, he laid on my couch after getting drunk, crying like a baby. I'd never seen him like this.

Later that night, Logan and I were sitting on the couch watching a movie when we heard someone banging on the front door. Logan got up to go answer the door and when he opened the door I heard Rory start yelling.

"You're an asshole, Logan." Rory said, slurring her words. She was drunk.

"What'd I do this time?" Logan asked her.

"Dude, is it true?" Finn asked Logan.

"I honestly have no idea what your talking about." Logan said.

"Your getting married?" Rory asked him. Crap. She's confronting him.

"Who told you?" Logan asked.

"I told Rory, because you lied to me." I said.

Logan turned to me and glared. Turning back to Rory, "I can explain." He said.

"There's no need. Logan, you jumped down my throat for going out on one date with a guy…and yet here I find out that your marrying your mistress…and we're not even divorced yet." Rory says. "You know, I thought that I hit my breaking point with you when you called me a whore. But yet here you are once again proving how much of an idiot I am. What was the point, Logan? What you couldn't tell me yourself that you and Bobbie are getting married so you had to send her to my job? Rub it in my face even more that our marriage was over in less than a year? I mean, for the last year you have been running around London with her, while I was here…taking care of things here. You asked your best friend to watch over me so that I wasn't alone. And then you accused him of having an affair with me." Rory was annoyed and pissed off. Almost bitter sounding. "Yeah, I know about it. Finn's become one of my best friends. He and I don't keep secrets from each other. For your sake, I hope that you can make this marriage work." Rory finished before she walked out of the house and left.

Once Rory had left and Logan shut the front door, he turned and looked at me. I stood there and shook my head. He looked mad. "You don't get to be mad at me." I said. "I asked you if you told her that I was pregnant and that your mother insisted that after the divorce is final that we get married before the baby comes."

"I'm not mad. I just… I couldn't do it." He said, looking down at the ground.

I started shaking my head again. My bad part was… I understood why he couldn't tell Rory. I mean, she was the love of his life after all.

Logan spent the rest of the night in his study drinking. Early the next morning, I woke up to pains. I was in a lot of pain so I woke up Logan. He drove me over to the hospital to get checked out. Logan had gone to get some coffee when the doctor came in. "How're you feeling?" The doctor asked me.

I shrugged my shoulders. "The baby?" I asked.

"Perfectly healthy." He said.

I was surprised. I was so sure that I had been having a miscarriage. "Can I ask a question doctor?" He nodded. "My fiance isn't ready to have a baby and I'm not ready to get married. His family wouldn't understand." He nodded again. "Would it be possible, when he comes back for you to tell him that I had a miscarriage?" I asked.

He looked deep in thought. "Society family?" He asked. I nodded. "And you just want to raise the baby on your own?" He asked.

"I do." I told him.

He nodded once more. "I understand. I will do this for you if you promise that you will be okay?"

"I promise." I said, before he nodded one last time and walked out of the room.

I know that it was wrong for me to deceive Logan but I knew that this was the way that it needed to be. I also knew that Shira would never understand that Logan and I didn't want to be married despite having a child together but that didn't matter. This was what had to happen. Logan had to believe that I had a miscarriage so that he could move on from our mistakes and his divorce from Rory.

When Logan came back into the room, there was a look of sadness on his face. He walked over and sat back in the chair beside the bed. "I talked to the doctor." Logan said. "He said that you had a miscarriage. I'm sorry." Logan told me.

I nodded. "I'm really sorry Logan. I guess, the fighting last night was too much stress." I said.

"Hey.." He said, grabbing my hand. "Do not blame this on yourself. The doctor said that sometimes these things happen."

After a few minutes of silence, I finally spoke. "You missed the rehearsal dinner." I told him, looking at the time.

"I'll apologize to Steph and Colin tomorrow. What will you do now?" He asked.

"I'll pack and go back to London. It's my home you know?" I said and he nodded.

6 months later…

I was sitting in my hospital bed looking down at my daughter. She looked just like Logan. Part of me wished that Logan was here to see her but at the same time I knew that it was best that I kept my distance. One thing I knew for sure was that we were going to be just fine.

Me and Elena Honor, my little princess.