Chapter 3...

Rory's phone is ringing.

"Hello?"

"Hi, . It's headmaster Charleston calling."

"Oh. Hello headmaster. What can I do for you?"

"I was wondering if you could come to the school to talk to me sometime this week. I have a proposal for you."

"Ummm, ya. I can do that. When would work best for you?"

"Thursday at 1:30 would work best for me. How does that look in your schedule?"

"Works perfectly. See you then headmaster."

"Yes. See you soon ."

They hang up the phone and she stares at it for a minute.

"Okay then... that was odd."

She suddenly starts to feel her stomach churn and quickly runs to her bathroom, covering her mouth on the way.

"Ugh. When will this stop? I'm sick of getting sick."

There's knocking on the door to the house.

"Who is it?" She asks hollering from the bathroom.

"It's me. Tristan."

"Oh. Right. I'll be right down. Come on in. It's unlocked"

He comes inside and sits on the couch waiting for her.

She comes out still wiping off her mouth and says, "just give me a minute and I'll get changed."

"No you don't have to. We're just staying here aren't we?"

"Ya but I look gross."

"No you don't. You look beautiful. And besides, it's just me."

"Ugh. Fine. I'm gonna grab my phone from my room."

"Sounds good. I'll wait here."

She grabs her phone and slowing walks back to Tristan on the couch.

"How you feeling today Ror?"

"Like crap to be honest. Not looking forward to this call."

"I know. But if you don't make it and he finds out about the baby, it wouldn't be good for you or the baby."

"I know. Fine." She dials the number that she knows by heart now, hesitating before hitting the call button.

Tristan grabs her hand and squeezes it tightly letting her know he's there.

"Hello?" He answers.

"Hey, Logan. It's Rory."

"Ya I figured from the caller ID. Haha. What's up?"

"Ummmm, there's something important I need to tell you. You need to promise not to freak out, and maybe you should sit down."

"Okay? Rory, what's going on. You're kinda freaking me out here."

"Logan, the thing is," she lets out a large sigh. "I'm pregnant."

There's silence on the other end for a minute.

"Logan? Are you going to say anything?"

"Is it mine?"

"Of course it is. Why would you think otherwise?"

"I don't know, Rory. What am I supposed to think?"

"I don't know."

"How far along?"

"About 5 weeks."

"The hotel..."

"Ya. The hotel."

"Damn it. I used protection!"

"I'm guessing the condom broke."

"No kidding."

"Hey. It's not my fault ok? Can you stop taking it out on me."

"What do you want?"

"Pardon?"

"Money? Help?"

"I don't want anything. Just figured you deserved to know Logan. But by the reaction I got from you I guess I was wrong."

"Look, I'm sorry ok? But I don't know what I'm supposed to do or think right now. I'm marrying Odette in less then a month."

"I know. I don't need you to do anything."

"You know what? How could you put this on me like this Rory? You knew my weddings this month."

"You know what Logan? Forget I even said anything. Go and be happy with Odette. I'll deal with this on my own."

"Rory, wait. What do you mean deal with it on your own? What are you going to do?"

"I don't know yet. But you don't get a choice in it. And that's it. Have a good life Logan."

"Rory wait. Plea—"

She hung up the phone starting to cry.

"Rory, he's a jerk. Don't listen to him ok? It's not your fault. And it's not your fault you told him before his wedding."

"But I shouldn't have done that to him."

"Like I said last week, now you know how he would react. You just have to go off of what you think you should do. I'll be here for you the whole way, no matter what."

"I know. But it still hurts. Why did he have to say that? It's not like I planned this to ruin his engagement or something. I had as little say in this as he did."

"Exactly. He's just an ass who doesn't deserve you or this baby. You deserve to be happy."

"Thank you Tristan. For everything. Being here, and for helping me with this. It means a lot more then you know."

"It's nothing Rory. I promise. I will always be here for you."

"Why don't we go to Luke's for some food?"

"Sounds good to me."

"I'm just gonna go chance out of my sweats. I'll be right back."

"Ugh. Fiiiiiine. If you have to."

"I have too. I smell bad and look worse."

"You look amazing."

"No I don't. You're just saying that to be nice."

"Nope. I'm saying it because it's true. You always have, and always will, look amazing."

"Uh huh. Say that in 8 months when I look like a balloon."

"You'll look even more beautiful then. Wait. Does that mean you're going to keep the baby?"

"I think I will."

"Good. I was hoping you'd decide that."

"Ok. I'm really gonna go change now. Be right back."

She quickly gets changed and brushes her hair and teeth, returning to the living room.

"Ready?" He asks.

"Yup. Let's go."

She goes to start walking but he stops her asking, "are you sure you want to walk? Taking the car would be so much faster."

"Ya. If we take the car you won't get to see all the sights on the way. Come on!" She's already at the end of the driveway with him laughing from the porch. "Hurry up slow poke!"

"I'm coming. I'm coming. Hold your horses." They both start laughing as he catches up to her, grabbing her hand.

"I'm glad I ran into you, literally."

"I'm glad you ran into me too. It means I get to be there for you when no one else could."

"My moms gonna be here for me. She's just on her honeymoon until the end of the month."

"I know. I just mean someone that isn't blood. Someone that isn't obligated to be there for you."

"Thank you."

"Of course. Anything. I'm here."

They walk in silence for a minute when she suddenly stops. Throwing her hand over her mouth and running to the closest trash can.

"Rory? What's wrong?" He asks quickly following her.

She throws up in the trash can and he quickly grabs her hair to pull it out of her face and rubs her back.

"It's ok. It's ok."

She finally stops. "Ugh. When will this end?"

"I don't know. It varies from person to person."

"Just wish it would stop."

"I know. Is there anything I can do right now to help?"

"No. Let's just get to Luke's so I can get some food in me."

"Sounds like a plan."

They finally get to Luke's and he's astonished at how much she orders.

"Mary, you're gonna get sick just from consuming that much food."

"This is my normal meal. Right Ceaser?"

"She's right. Luke's been trying to get her and her mom to eat less since she was in middle school."

"Oh god. I can only imagine. I probably would do the same."

"Hey! I like food." She says defensively.

"I know. Just bugging." He winks at her and they both start laughing.

"So what can I get you?" Ceaser asks him.

"How about the blueberry pancakes?"

"Sounds good. I'll whip these up and bring them out in a few."

"Thanks Ceaser!" Rory says to him.

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They return back to the Gilmore-Dane home after eating and the grand tour of town.

"This town is amazing. I can see why you and your mom love it so much."

"Ya. It's pretty great. You should've see it when I was a kid. It was even better."

"I believe it."

"Tristan..."

"Ya Mary?"

"Can you stay the night? I don't like being alone right now."

"Ya of course."

"You'd be on the couch if that's still ok?"

"That works for me. Would you mind if I ran back to Hartford to get some clothes and stuff?"

"Ya. I'll be here."

"See you in a bit." He kisses her forehead before going out to his car and driving back to Hartford to get some things from his place.

Hope you guys liked the chapter. Sorry if it's not greatest, writing it as it comes to me. Let me know what you think.

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